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Khordal Kingdom
Granitefingers Residence
Warrens of Caelbo
23rd day of the 7th month: Pfier
6:02 pm

The streets rolled by as Geim hurried towards his friend’s villa. He was used to the architectural wonder by now, and headed straight for the door. The same servant that had shown him around earlier that day received him, and lead him once more through the big marble hall, and to the same small study he had visited a few hours ago. Things had changed since then. He was no longer ignorant considering his task. He had learned some information that would aid him in his quest.
The servant opened the door to the study and bowed. Then he disappeared to attend to other matters concerning the household.

The study was now filled up with people pretty well. Geim entered in time to see a Cidal wearing a mask approach a wolf and pet it on the head. The wolf closed its eyes to the small man’s touch and began wagging its tail. An Sylvari with exceptional dark skin also occupied the room. Around his neck lay two ferrets that looked at the wolf with envious eyes. They jumped from the elf’s shoulders and onto the wolf’s back, where they started twitching their necks in a competition for the Cidal’s attention.
Also present were two humans. One was a man clad in darkness, and reading the backs of the books that inhabited the shelves. The other was a woman dressed like a beggar, poverty dripping from her otherwise beautiful features.
And finally there was a fellow Khord, wearing the robes of a mage.
Guland was no where to be seen yet, and Geim also noted that the draconic journal was no longer on the table in the centre of the room.

The group was glancing at him now, and it seemed that more greetings would follow.
(OOC: Tobin’s wild empathy check succeeded greatly. He has now three animals competing for his attention. So far, Draven has found that most of the books are about history, delving and metal crafting. Tell me if you’re looking for anything specifically.)

Maelamin Kingdom
Bladesinger Keep
25th day of the 7th month: Pfier
9:48 pm
In the last orange rays of sunlight Elessarae hurried through the forest. It was getting late. She reasoned the elder had allowed her a horse to buy time to find herself a moonsteed, but perhaps the intention was that she use this horse to make her way towards the higher regions of the elven kingdom as soon as possible. Her decision was made though, and she paced on.
She reached Tinechur without any hold ups well after sundown. The purple clouds had driven by and were replaced by starlight and a wide moon. Tinechur was a small place. Most of its buildings were positioned on the forest ground, and just a few had been built in the trees. Yellow lights shone from the windows and laughter and several streams of music reached her ears. The streets, or the paths between the trees that functioned as such, were vacant. She followed her nose towards where the scent of horse was strongest, and found the stables to be next to the only inn in the town, the “Pines Reaching”.

The double doors were still opened, but a young elven man was just about to close them. Apparently she was just in time. She showed him the note and he let her access the stables for a quick inspection.
Her mouth dropped, for in one of the spacious boxes stood a moonhorse in full beauty. A window had been carved in the roof so that the moonlight fell straight on the creature’s fair skin. It seemed radiant.
The young elf informed her that this was lady Quilanday’s companion, also a bladesinger. He added with a laugh that both steed and lady had a matching attitude, and that it was better not to come too close.
After that he introduced her to a young horse named Gharion, who would bear her to whatever destination she had in mind.

(OOC: you can decide what your plans are next: take the young horse now and ride in the darkness, or stay at the inn and leave the next day.)



Posted on 2007-03-03 at 13:05:54.

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Inviting replies...

Tobin scratched the friendly wolf behind the ears, and was about to ask for the canine's name, when two ferrets suddenly came out of hiding and playfully danced on the wolf's thick neck, looking for a share of the cidal's attention.

Tobin laughed gayly at the performance and rewarded each by stroking their soft fur. Still beaming, Tobin looked back at the dark syl. "I take it they're all with you!" he laughed.

[OOC: Tag Tann]

As he was turning his attention back to the animals, Tobin heard the entrance of another into the waiting room. The agile cidal bent at the waist and peered between his legs to get a better (albiet, upsidedown) view.

Another khord... perhaps our host?
From between his legs, Tobin simple said, "Oh, hello!"

[OOC: Tag Geim (sp?)]


Posted on 2007-03-03 at 16:13:46.

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nmklafds

Thondrek stepped into the study with the rest of the group. Instead of a khord it seemed that there was a Syl here to greet them, one with a wolf no less. Tobin had hurriedly rushed up to the Syl, chattering excitedly and rubbing the wolf between the ears. Draven meanwhile, had gone off to look at the vast collection of books present. Thondrek, who himself had a great love of knowledge, nodded respectfully to the syl before heading off to the books himself. Maybe there was something here worth reading.

No sooner had he got a book of the shelf when another Khord made his way into the study. Thondrek turned expectantly, "Maybe this was to be their host?"



Posted on 2007-03-03 at 18:13:22.

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Not late

The makeup of the group he saw in the study surprised Geim. He would have expected more of his own race. Still, you did not judge a book by it cover. Many interesting books started with dull covers and uninviting titles. At any rate, he was not too late and his friend should be here soon. He took out a rag and whetstone. It was now time to tend to his war axe. Blood had a tendency to pit some metals and he need to ensure that that last mighty blow had not nick the blade. He proceeded to wipe off the blood and clean the weapon.

“Sorry, I am late, but I was detained by some other business for a bit. My name is Geimiedehfer. I am a researcher in the Grand Library . You must be the group Guland has told me about. He should show up soon and explain things. Kharox bless our enterprise!“


Posted on 2007-03-04 at 00:31:01.
Edited on 2007-03-04 at 00:38:35 by greenleaf

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Sensible


Had she not been through the experiences of this day she would have opted to ride into the night. But she was down spells and tired from the day's exertions.

"If the price you gave me for the horse include a light riding pad, a bitless bridle and a set of saddlebags, here is the money."

She counts out coins as if the price is all inclusive.

"Give him a good grain mash tonight, and a light one in the morning. We ride to Sillarion before dawn."

Elessarae lifts her pack and heads for the inn. Once inside she looks for the innkeeper. Partway across the room she stops dead in her tracks, Lady Quilanday, that was the Orc in the Hall. Now she knows stopping for rest was her best option.

She looks about almost sheeplishly, then continues her search for the innkeeper.


Posted on 2007-03-05 at 01:16:43.
Edited on 2007-03-05 at 01:23:52 by Dragon Mistress

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A Figure in Black

As Malius watched first Spite, then Podo and Codo, fawn themselves for attention from the Cidal he could not help but wonder what it was about this Torbin they found so attractive. Malius had to admit to himself that it did in fact make him feel a bit jealous of this Torbin. The Ranger also knew that now was not the time to ask his three companions as to why but he would only to know more about this Cidal.

“Greetings Torbin, I am Malius Darkblade and it seems you have made three new friends in my companions.”

It was then that, without really meaning to, he caught movement out of the corner of his eye and did see the black clad human adjusting the large sword upon his back. Taking now a good look at the possible human warrior, Malius could feel an almost sinister, evil aura about him and was taken aback by it for but a moment. Then with his hand as casually as possible going as if to rub his neck he did address him.

(OOC: assuming that as an Elf sensitive to such that I can feel the aura)
“And who might you be good sir, you all clad in black”

As he awaited an answer or greeting he continued to rub his neck as if sore from the journey, his longsword just inches away....


(OOC: Ok I may have over stepped myself by assuming I could feel the aura if so I will gladly change my post)


Posted on 2007-03-05 at 06:10:13.

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My return

Lodas eyes shot open. Blood shot and dry, she rubbed them as the dim light shown through the inns closed window. Gothard was on his back, legs sprawled out into the air. The memories of last night gradually came back to her as if dripping from a spout. After a few moments she finally remembered what it was she did last night.

After realizing that the group had descended, and not having time to look for a proper bar, she just followed them down into the great stone city to the clouded mug. There she laid down her last gold piece and started a tab. After about six or so ales of a descent strength, she swears someone slipped her a pipe that was stuffed with a little more than just tobacco. Thats when everything goes out. The next thing she remembers is waking up here. She didnt know whether it was night, morning, or evening, for it was always the same dim light. But there is one thing she knows. She was out of money, and she didnt get anything back from that last gold.

" Gods be damned, maybe I should stop drinking."

Gothard, a beautiful wold of black and grey rolled over and gave her a strange look.

" Nah, you're right Gothard, its just to fun."

With a wry little smile she got out of bed, but barely. Stumbling, she half walked half fell to the window, and grabbed onto its ledge, and steadied herself. She walked over to the table where she had her stuff and clothed herself, and geared up, and walked out of her room. She started to braid her long, frizzy wild black and grey hair when she realized there was no other activity from her friends room. She went over to the only other females room there, Alyssias, and knocked, then walked in. As she entered, she seen a used bed, and a table empty of what little gear Alyssia had. Her eyes widened as she realized she must of over slepted, and ran into her othe companions rooms. All were gone.

" Gods damn it all! The drink kept me under for far to late than I wanted. Gothard we're late for an appointment that could change us all around."

The two looked at eachother and she smiled.

" But not that much."

She dashed down the stairs and seen breakfast was long cleaned up, and rushed out. Realizing she had no idea how to get there, she waltzed back in and sauntered over to the bar.

" excuse me innkeeper, but do you know hot to get to the granitefingers residence?"

After conversing with the innkeeper for a few minutes, she thanked him and walked out. Breaking out into a sprint, she ran up and up into the next level, with Gothard straight on her tail. Soon she was at the next level, and was only minutes away from he destination. Running a little further she could see a very large stalagmite, with a dwelling built right into the base of it. Almost overlooked by the greatness and quality of craftmanship, she seen the emblem on the double doors that matched the one on the stone that she had seen. She walked through the front doors and finally caught her breath as she was approached by a servant.Before he could get a word out she spoke.

" excuse me, I'm here to see a mr. Granitefingers, I was with a party who had arrived earlier, I was runnning late."

The servent then showed her up stairs and to a room, where he told her to wait until mr. Granitfingers arrived. Good, she hadnt missed anything yet. Apon entering the room, she seen the recognizable face of all her fellow companions, and a new one. An elf of darker skin than usual stood in the middle, who had a wolf with two ferrets standing on its back. Another new face was another khord, who was cleaning an axe. with a smile on her face, she spoke up.

" Sorry! Sorry! I over slept....again. I'm assuming you've all introduced you're selves, so will go ahead. Most of you already know me, but for you new folk, my name is Loda, Loda Ironcage, and this here if Gothard, my lovely companion for as long as I can remember."


Posted on 2007-03-07 at 03:27:57.

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Gothard needs to go

Khordal Kingdom
Warrens of Caelbo
Granitefingers Residence
23rd day of the 7th month: Pfier
6:03 pm

Another face arrived in the study, another Khord and a woman of bad breath and worse behaviour. Loda had rejoined the party after a wild night of drinking with her animal companion. Gothard, a grubby wolf with watery eyes, howled softly as Loda introduced herself. He looked at the other wolf in the room, who still had a smile on his face from the cidal’s attention, and shook his head. Then he went to find a private corner between two bookcases, where he squatted down to relief himself of some of the dirt he had imbibed the night before.

Introductions weren’t precisely going smooth as could be. Despite the initiate politeness the general feeling was still official and concise. Perhaps it was Draven’s dark presence, or the tension of awaiting what their mission would be. Still, Guland was nowhere to be seen, so the waiting continued.

Maelamin Kingdom
Tinechur
25th day of the 7th month: Pfier
9:48 pm

The innkeeper was found when he came out of the kitchen with a tray of steaming food. He nodded at Elessar in acknowledgement of her presence. After he placed the tray on a table with three waiting elves, his only customers present, he returned to the bar. There he motioned for the new bladesinger to come closer.

“Welcome to the Pines Reaching, dear miss, the place where the pines reach the sky. And the cooking isn’t so bad either. What can I do for you this evening?”

A little later Elessar went up to find the room to be more than she expected. Organically decorated furniture and natural colours made the room into a refreshing and relaxing space. Its richness showed that the innkeeper cared greatly for his enterprise and tried his best to make his customers at home.

(OOC: The paper you have for the horse covers everything. The money that was in the pouch is purely for food and other things. Costs for lodging and food in the Pines Reaching is 5 sp. In the morning you can go as you please.)



Posted on 2007-03-10 at 18:11:47.

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Elessarae


She orders a light dinner of sustaining food and asks for a package of trail bread, hard cheese, and some apples ready for her in the early morning.

She eats without rushing, but without wasting time either. Elessarae thanks the innkeeper for the fine meal and also asks that she be woken at the same time as the cook. She then seeks a bath to wash away the days exertions. There she does linger a bit. Clean and tired she slides into bed. With her sword at her side she quickly falls asleep.

In the dark of the morning a knock on her door almost woke her being that her own internal clock had rouse her from deep sleep to almost wakefulness. She dresses quickly and goes down to the kitchen to gather her trail food. Elessarae smiles to the cook and asks for a couple of slides of bread just hot from the oven with freas sweet butter and a dollop of honey. She gives the cook the price of the food a heads for the stable eating the honey sandwich.

Out in the stable her horse was already groomed, saddled, and ready. Elessare stows her food in the saddlebags and also distributes the contents of her pack into a even load in the saddlebags. Then she ties the empty pack on top of the bags.

She flips the stableboy a silver and jumps into the saddle.

"Well Gharion, let's see what you are made of. She starts the grulla gelding off at a smart walk. This she keeps up for a few miles, letting the horse limber up from his night's rest. Then she legs him into a trot and gets the surprise of her life when the gelding speeds up, but instead of trotting he breaks into a fast amble, or singlefooted walk. Later she legs him into a canter to use other muscles, and finds his canter is smooth and easy to ride.

After a few hours of walk, amble, canter, walk, amble canter she pauses at a stream to a give the gelding a chance to drink. Making sure he is cooled enough to drink safely. She also loosens his. They both share the cool crystal clear waters of the stream. Then she gets out an apple and gives it to him.

One moment the apple is in her hand and the next it is ungulfed in Gharion's mouth. The gelding rolls it about, with his eyes half closed and finally she hears a crunch as his teeth bit into it.



Posted on 2007-03-10 at 19:14:51.
Edited on 2007-03-10 at 19:38:38 by Dragon Mistress

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The mount and the mission

Maelamin Kingdom
Side-branch of Rilma Duin
26th day of the 7th month: Pfier
9:19 am

The sun had come up while she had been riding. Now it shone its specks on the forest ground, and made the water of the stream sparkle as if it bore diamonds in its flow. The stream seemed to hold the light, and bore it to darker areas in the woods where the sun couldn’t reach, to illuminate it in wavy reflections. It was this reaction that made Elessarae realise they were drinking from a branch of the Rilma Duin, the Light River. This also meant that they had covered quite a bit of the distance to Sillarion already. The border that would bring her into Londelirinen wasn’t far anymore.

As she had learned or maybe even experienced, the Aerie of the High King was located near the Light River also. She had but follow the stream, and she would be there before the end of the afternoon. IF Gharion was up for it.
The young horse nodded his head as if to imply its will to continue. And so they left once more, riding near the refreshing sparkle of the stream.

A small hour later the stream had widened and grown in power. Rilma Duin couldn’t be far away now.
Suddenly, Elessar became aware of a disturbance in the natural tranquillity of the elven woodland. A bestial scream, related to the neigh of a horse, penetrated the peace. Up ahead she saw movement near the stream.
On a muddy area, directly near the water, stood a horse, pale as the moon. Its hide was almost permeable to light, but bore bloody gashes. One of its hooves was stuck in a swarm of roots, but that was not its biggest concern.
Three owls, as big as Elessarae’s head, and covered in leathery feathers, circled the horse and clawed at it with their wicked talons. The moonhorse looked exhausted and desperate, ready to give up the fight.

(OOC: You’re about 40 feet away right now, but you have a clear view of what’s going on.)

Khordal Kingdom
Warrens of Caelbo
Granitefingers Residence
23rd day of the 7th month: Pfier
6:05 pm

Just when the fumes of Gothard’s foulness had started to fill the room, the door opened up one more time. A dwarf hidden behind a thick, puffy, red beard entered. His robes were richly embroidered and showed colour and wealth without shame. A friendly smile reached through the braids on his lower face. Holding his arms out wide in a welcoming gesture he stepped forward.

“My friends, I’m sorry I’ve kept you waiting.” His voice was deep and echoed through the study. “Please accept my apologies. I am Guland Granitefingers and I welcome you into my home.”
He looked at them all and paused when his gaze reached Geim.
“Ah, Geimiedefher, good to see you’ve made it in time once more! What say you all if we head for the dining room together and do what people mostly do in that area of the house?”
He smiled as if he had just told the funniest joke in Khordal. His expression changed drastically when a foul smell reached his nose. He took of his velvet hat and waved it through the air. Then opened the door again and hurried them all into the hallway. With a firm and stern nod of his head he sent a servant into the room to clean up the mess.

He guided them through the residence, and they soon learned that its interior was as fashionable as its outer display. Corridors filled with statues and decorative patterns in ancient khordaldrum symbolism, lead them from room to room. The scent of a spices and hot grease and fresh bread sped towards them and finally they entered a room where a single longstretched table was waiting for them. Porcelain dishes and silver cutlery lay in anticipation of the juicy meats, the ripe fruit and spiced bread. Big kegs of beer hung from one wall, and Loda could tell they were all excellent brews.

As they all took place Guland stood before his chair and leaned on the table. With his beady eyes he peered around at the faces of the adventurers. Then he shook his head and grinned.

“By now you must be very anxious to learn what it is that I want from you. I’ve paid you handsomely just to come here, and I thank you all for answering my call. The fact of the matter is that I’m forming a kind of expedition. I will not lie to you. There could be some serious danger involved in this search, but also great reward.”

He held out a chubby hand and a servant quickly placed an old booklet in it.

“This tome was recently discovered. It is written in draconic, and tells of the invasion of Chakranna. As you may know, this city was once a beautiful Chakrandrum settlement until goblins and ogres raided it and wiped out our brothers for good. This happened long ago, but there are hints in this tome that something was hidden; something the goblins and ogres were looking for. If I’m assuming correctly, the Chakrandrum hid their most precious of items and knowledge when they were attacked. Your mission will be to find this secret place, and retrieve whatever it is that is hidden there. I’m sure you understand what it would mean for my business if I found the ancient lore of the Chakrandrum, eh?”


Posted on 2007-03-18 at 20:34:59.
Edited on 2007-03-20 at 16:12:03 by Almerin

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Elessarae

Elessarae was quite pleased when she realized that she had reached the branch of the Rilma Duin, the Light River. they were near the border of Londelirinen and Sillarion, and the Aerie of the High King was located near the Light River also. If Gharion was up for it continued to prove his fitness then she should be to the Aerie by late afternoon.

She patted the young horses neck, "Are you up to finishing the trip today?"

Ellessarae waws surprised as Gharion nodded his head as if to imply its will to continue.

Not a hour had passed as they followed the stream not grown in size and power. Rilma Duin couldn’t be far away now.

Suddenly, Elessar became aware of a disturbance in the natural tranquillity of the elven woodland. A bestial scream, related to the neigh of a horse, penetrated the peace. Up ahead she saw movement near the stream.
On a muddy area, directly near the water, stood a horse, pale as the moon. Its hide was almost permeable to light, but bore bloody gashes. One of its hooves was stuck in a swarm of roots, but that was not its biggest concern.
Three owls, as big as Elessarae’s head, and covered in leathery feathers, circled the horse and clawed at it with their wicked talons. The moonhorse looked exhausted and desperate, ready to give up the fight.

Not willing to endanger Gharion in becoming trapped like the Moonsteed, She rides him to the edge of the river and jumps off, leaving him under the shelter of a low hanging willow, so the owls could not get to him. As with most Elves, even Bladesingers, she always carries bow and a quivber of arrows.

She ires the arrow that she always keep knotched and ready as she traveled. She fires at the closest owl and moves toward the Moonsteed trapped in the river. After the first shot is off she yells and shakes her bow over her head to try and scare them off. Before knotching the next arrow she reaches under her tunic with her right hand and grabs out her wand of healing attached to a lanyard around her neck which is where she keeps it when traveling or on duty.

She is hoping she will catch them by surprise. She will continue to fire on the owls as she moves in toward the Moonsteed. She feels the need to heal it first, it did not look in great shape.

And if the owls dare to come too close then she will go for her sword.


Posted on 2007-03-18 at 22:06:12.
Edited on 2007-03-18 at 22:35:52 by Dragon Mistress

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Valimar not off the hook yet LOL

As Malius awaited a reply from the hooded one, his fingers itched to draw his sword and skewer him. The aura of darkness about this one did raise warnings in the elf’s mind and the longer he did not reply the more his aura screamed evil.

His hand on the swords hilt, the blade slowly coming forth, then an open door and a dwarves voice behind him.

“My friends, I’m sorry I’ve kept you waiting.” the voice was deep and echoed through the study. “Please accept my apologies. I am Guland Granitefiners and I welcome you into my home.”

Malius, with a last look at the one before him, the Ranger did move to stand with a clear view of both the newly arrived Dwarf, and the hooded one. But before he could do so they were on the move to the dinning room Malius making sure that the hooded one was to the front of him and not the back.
Taking a place at the table with a clear view of the hooded one he listened to what the dwarf had to say.

“By now you must be very anxious to learn what it is that I want from you. I’ve paid you handsomely just to come here, and I thank you all for answering my call. The fact of the matter is that I’m forming a kind of expedition. I will not lie to you. There could be some serious danger involved in this search, but also great reward.
This tome was recently discovered. It is written in draconic, and tells of the invasion of Chakranna. As you may know, this city was once a beautiful Chakrandrum settlement until goblins and ogres raided it and wiped out our brothers for good. This happened long ago, but there are hints in this tome that something was hidden; something the goblins and ogres were looking for. If I’m assuming correctly, the Chakrandrum hid their most precious of items and knowledge when they were attacked. Your mission will be to find this secret place, and retrieve whatever it is that is hidden there. I’m sure you understand what it would mean for my business if I found the ancient lore of the Chakrandrum, eh?”

At that Malius did speak up.

“Yes you would gain power and wealth beyond that of any living dwarf, even a king, is that why you call forth one of Evil, dwarf”

(OOC: Before I post more will await the dwarf’s reply.)


Posted on 2007-03-19 at 05:08:40.

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evil

Guland looked at the elven ranger in surprise.

"Evil?" His voice was sincere, his expression genuine. "There is no evil within this house, my friend. My merchants may be as profit minded as I am, but they would not call for the service of evil."

He suddenly snickered and bowed his head.

"Besides, I pay handsomely to have my precious belongings warded against the evil intended, so you need not fear." With sudden calmness he added:
"Surely one such as yourself woulnd't dare to judge a person on their looks alone, would you?"


Posted on 2007-03-19 at 19:18:53.

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HeHe

"It is not this ones looks I worry of"
Malius now points to the hooded one.
"But what he radiates from himself and I sense evil about him, prove to me he is not such and I will silence my words of anger"

The Elvin Ranger as yet ready to move to the defense awaited the Dwarf's reply.


Posted on 2007-03-19 at 21:06:40.

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a love interest ;)

As Loda stood there in the room, she eyed everyone, making notes on everyone there.

" That ones, tall, dat one over there is quite the stud, maybe I'll go with him for a drink later..."

A little smile spread on her face as she finally realised, now, in fresh linens and a nice bath, how handsome he was. As this last thought went into her head, a new figure, the one they've all been waiting for, burst through the doors, wiping any and all bliss she was just experiencing.

"My friends, I’m sorry I’ve kept you waiting. Please accept my apologies. I am Guland Granitefiners and I welcome you into my home. Ah, Geimiedefher, good to see you’ve made it in time once more! What say you all if we head for the dining room together and do what people mostly do in that area of the house?”

On that note he quickly raised a rag to his nose, and the foul stench of urine reached her nose almost at the same time. She just smiled and thought of Gothard and his funny little antics, and then realized she needed to use the restroom herself. But before they could go anything, they were hurried off into the Dining hall in the blink of an eye. She had barely enough time to call out to Gothard to hurry up, or he would of been shut out of all this important meeting stuff. Companions need to know these things too.

As they walked the many scents and smells of finely cooked food, ancient dusty tapestries, and the faint hint of alcohol loomed all about. As they walked closer the smells got stronger, and the sights got more magnifacent. They were so strong she could pick out the certain herbs they used to cook easily. Parsely, certain mints, garlics and onions, all very strong. Must be hard to get those down here into an underground city. This man was very wealthy indeed.

They finally entered a room with one long table that was littered with many shiny porceline dishes, metallic wares, and a wall full of the brew loomed over the entire thing. She looked more closely at the barrels, noting that they were very exellent brands, how deep was this guys pockets?

Taking a seat near the brew, she squirmed as she felt natures call coming on even stronger, and patted Gothard on the head as he panted on her lap. She grabbed and pulled on her long braided hair and played with it as the handsome one she was eyeing earleir sat relatively near her. As he took his seat, she stared at him a little bit, day dreaming about him and what they might do later on. She smiled as the images ran through her head all at once. She was happy now that they are in a city, relaxed and clean, that she can find the time to contemplate things like this. She loved doing this, next to drinking of course. She dreamed a little bit longer and watched as their names floated away twisting together as one. Loda Ironcage, and Throndrek Runecaster.
how did I start to feel this way towards him? Was it from being around him so much? Probably, I wonder if he likes to drink, maybe I'll make him something later on....
She snapped back to reality quickly as Guland stood by his chair, and began to speak.
"By now you must be very anxious to learn what it is that I want from you. I’ve paid you handsomely just to come here, and I thank you all for answering my call. The fact of the matter is that I’m forming a kind of expedition. I will not lie to you. There could be some serious danger involved in this search, but also great reward.”
Quickly a servant came and handed him a book.
“This tome was recently discovered. It is written in draconic, and tells of the invasion of Chakranna. As you may know, this city was once a beautiful Chakrandrum settlement until goblins and ogres raided it and wiped out our brothers for good. This happened long ago, but there are hints in this tome that something was hidden; something the goblins and ogres were looking for. If I’m assuming correctly, the Chakrandrum hid their most precious of items and knowledge when they were attacked. Your mission will be to find this secret place, and retrieve whatever it is that is hidden there. I’m sure you understand what it would mean for my business if I found the ancient lore of the Chakrandrum, eh?”

Not even before Guland could get a breath, Malius, one of the new ones she met in the room, spoke up.

“Yes you would gain power and wealth beyond that of any living dwarf, even a king, is that why you call forth one of Evil, dwarf”
She felt kinda bad for the dwarf, being treated so mean in his own home, after being so kind to us all, why doesnt this guy just ease up a little bit. But with a quick and suprised retort, Guland spoke up.

"Evil?" There is no evil within this house, my friend. My merchants may be as profit minded as I am, but they would not call for the service of evil.Besides, I pay handsomely to have my precious belongings warded against the evil intended, so you need not fear. Surely one such as yourself woulnd't dare to judge a person on their looks alone, would you?"
Loda smiled at that comment, and slowly and lightly nodded her head. Many things like that are with nature, and by the looks of this elf, he seemed slightly intuned with it. If anyone should know, it would be her, then this elf. Does not the mighty oak spring forth from the tiniest seed? Didnt the mightiest dragons hatch from a small, defeneless egg? Never should anyone judge anyone just by looks alone. Ever.

"It is not this ones looks I worry of But what he radiates from himself and I sense evil about him, prove to me he is not such and I will silence my words of anger"
She frowned as the remarks that were being said echoed through out the chamber. Aura? what was this guy talking about. If he was evil wouldnt of killed everyone here now? surely he was a man of some problems, but not evil.
She squirmed even more, and she couldnt hold it any longer, with a shot of her arm striaght up, she tried to get the attention of Guland, and hopefully might break up this fight.
" Excuse me, excuse me! but Guland, I have a question......where is the bathroom?"


Posted on 2007-03-20 at 02:17:43.

   


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