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Brianna catches sight of the young human entering. That is her first assumption based on his coloring until he turn to face her. His features and build are elven. She thinks he may be a half-breed. No elves in her lands have such a skin coloring
He goes over to get a room and drink and then make his way over to the table when Xuor and she are drinking. Brianna likes his open look and as he walks closer is eager to met another local. She is about to greet him when he beats her to it.
"Does one of you two own that horse in the stable, the black stallion? Their is something unearthly about it."
"Own him, I do not, His is not ownable, but I ride him. Unearthly is also not a word I have used to describe him, but since he is not from this world I daresay others may use it, the word is appropriate.
I am Brianna Stormrider, These are my friends Xuor, Lorae, Logan and Vatta she continues and points to each--and your name?"
Posted on 2008-09-15 at 21:23:36.
Edited on 2008-09-16 at 00:33:50 by Brianna
Vatta sits sipping her wine, waiting on her food when a young man enters and walks over to the table where all of the party sits; her off hand slips down off of the table top and rest on the hilt of one of her daggers out of sight of anyone. If the man was observant, he might have noticed the move, though he couldn’t see what it is she held.
She was always cautious, though she saw no overt sign of hostility in this man, she knew how quickly things could turn ugly. Besides, Vatta had a thing for people who walked up and joined a conversation without the courtesy of asking.
When Brianna introduces them, Vatta nods her head to the man and offers a wan smile but says nothing and only takes a sip of her wine.
Lorae watches the young Elf come over from the bar, he could not hide what he was, even though there was an attempt to do so for the less decerning eye. She like what she saw of his aura as he appraoched. The intense indigo, and bright blue revealed his spirituality and his intelligence. The turquoise of communication was backed up by his outgoing advance on their table, and the fact that he spoke first. The yellow of creativity was also intense, much in a way like Vatta's. The rest of his colors were also clear and bright.
Lorae catches Brianna's quick look to her and she gives a slight cock to her head and smiles. She reaches out a sips her mead.
"I am Lenwe Utinuenmirima Calaudra but you may call me Julius if you so wish"
He says sitting down at the table, talking a sip from his goblet once he is seated and turns to Brianna. Out from under his furs the pommel and a curved handle show when he sits, they seem to have a frosty coldness spread over their surface as if left out in the cold.
"I am glad that I have met someone with my same philosophy, I just assumed that you had purchased the creature as is, unfortunately, usual in 'this' world. I do not know if that is true for your world, you will have to tell me about it at some time, I know of gods and goddesses, magics and nature, and of other plains of existence but not of other worlds. I am intrigued but that might have to wait, if not be put off. Tell me, why have you come here? Are you hunters after some fabled creature that no longer lives or did you arrive here to restock and intend to move on in a day or two?"
He takes a second sip from his drink and looks around, throwing the question open for all round the table to answer.
"We are just here for the night so that my companions can restock their quivers on the morning. A recenet battle left them short of arrows and there were little in the way of reserve arrows in Asbenford left after the Battle at Eventide."
"As to where we are headed, that would be west and south, and as to why, we search for information."
Lorae adds no more, not that she distrusts this young man, but because of others about who might hear.
Vatta says nothing to the young man but only nods her head in greeting at his name; his Elvin name. Her food arrived as the man rattled on and so she had an excuse to not venture any answers to his questions which seemed never ending. She, unlike Lorae, didn’t trust him. She didn’t trust anyone she had just met, it kept her alive thus far.
She turned to eating and listening, her eyes peering out from her hood occasionally to study the man’s clothing and accoutrements. She liked to learn what she could from people, often just by observing them; their manners, their gestures and the things they carried or wore.
The only thing she did, other than eating, was to raise her wine glass to the waitress as she passed letting her know that she wanted a refill. Turning back to her meal she ate and watched.
Posted on 2008-09-22 at 23:47:56.
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Brianna looks back at the group as she is about to walk out of the inn.
"Anybody need anything while I am shopping. You can come with me orjust tell me what you want. I daresay I have enough money to cover most anything you might want or need for now. I will give you an accounting later. Last chance." she calls out as she opens the doors with a jaunty step.
Once outside with whatever anyone adds to her shopping list, you can hear her exclaim. "Where have you been you naughty little scamp" while flutter of rich red lands on her shoulder, and with a quick wrapped of its tail about her neck she strides off the doors closing behind her.
If one's eyesight is quite good they might see the diminutive form of a dragon, all glittering red like a gem perched on her shoulder. Those that know Brianna assume correctly it is her companion Flame. Those that don't see clearly might wonder what it is.
Brianna sets out to check out what the town can supply. Stable food stuffs, such as flour, salt, pepper, and sugar or honey. dried meats, fruits and vegetables like root vegetable that will keep if pack down deep in a backpack. like turnips, beets. carrots, parsnips, potatoes too. She is also looking for rolled oats and grain to make porridge.
Brianna looks for a general store or what passes for one in these parts.
Brianna looks every each the Amazon warrioress. Her twin long swords hand is an X across her back. She wears a fine mithril chain shirt, bracers, and greaves, though she left the her helmet in her bag. Her magic quiver contained her longbow and arrows and several javelins. The big dwarven war ax she picked up recently hangs on an "O" ring on her right hip. However she was not looking for trouble just goods for their trip.
Posted on 2008-09-23 at 00:15:54.
Edited on 2008-09-30 at 22:36:38 by Brianna
Having seen to the rooms for everyone and now they where all gathered around inside the inn each getting either drink or food or both. Xour had finished his first ale when a young elf sort of invited himself to their table with a drink in hand and for Xours liking to many questions.
So when Brianna started towards the door of the inn saying she was going shopping and did anyone want to come along Xour jumped at the chance to both leave the enquiring young elf at the table but more important have a chance to spend some more time talking with and getting to know this
Amazon warrioress he had pledged to help and who it suddenly seemed to him has also enchanted him.So turning to the one asking questions Well my good sir I for one am in need of restocking a few items so I will be bidding a quick see ya. Then turning his attention back toward Brianna who is now walking out the door he yells Why yes Brianna I could use some fresh air and would be pleased to join you on your item hunt.
So with that he bounds over his chair and heads towards the inns door catching up with her once she is outside and her friend Flame has joined her. Once outside he calls to her once more so she knows he is coming to join her. So Brianna what would you like to look for first, I am not sure but this town don't look to be to big so may not have a whole lot. With that he settles in beside her matching her stride.
Posted on 2008-09-30 at 21:56:41.
Edited on 2008-09-30 at 21:58:04 by Dragonmist
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Brianna turns back when she hears Xuor's call out to her. He can see a welcoming smile on her face as she pauses to wait for him
"Sure, Come on, Glad of the company."
As soon as Xuor is even with her she stride off, nothing to fast though but the stride of a person used to walking.
The main street of the town spread on two sides of the road though the town. The was a common area off to one side and a road that lead up to it and around it and cross the main road. Kitty-corner to the common area was a rather solidly constructed building with a sign in front "Dry Goods".
"That looks promising." she points over to the stare. "It should have what we might want or perhaps know somewhere we can find whatever it doesn't carry."
Brianna was confortable with Xuor. Her was a straight-forward man and had proven to be a good companion. She had meet enough men in her life that definitely were not the same caliber. Her only true male friends were few and far between.
Pillow friends did not count. Brianna could count them on the fingers of one of her hands and not even count her thumb. First was Jerril in the Forbidden Isles, then there was Logan, Then Highnar, Two were now dead and one was gone, Fourth was Xuor and had ask to join them on their quest.
Briianna stepped up the stairs that lead to a porch about the building. The doors stood at the corner. She entered and Looked about. Dry good of all sorts were stacked against the walls on shelves,, barrels of other good covered the floor a dlong :-shaped counter extended the length and breath of the shop near the back and side walls.
A woman behind the counter asked. "May I help you"
Brianna turned and replied, "Yes Mistress, I have some things I would like to know if you have for our journey."
Moving forward she reaches the counter behind which the woman is standing"I am looking for provisions for tout journey but something other than just trail rations, I would like dried meat, dried fruit, root vegetables, wheat flour, sugar, salt, pepper. leavening for bread, or a bread starter. honey and/or perhaps some fruit preserves. Some oats or barley for porridge, too. Also I need some first aid supplies. bandages, salves, lint, antitoxins if you have any of the magical kind."
THE woman may have been of average size but along side of Brianna she looked like a youth except that her face had the matureity of a grown woman.
"What brings you here, Julius?" Lorae nods to Vatta and smiles, she was well aware of the young woman's reticence in taking in others, out of the blue, yet, that seemed to be the way that newcomers joined them.
She sighed as Brianna left and was glad that Xuor joined her, it had become a habit that no one went about alone. The Danger poised by the Dark One was to great. Brianna of all of those prophesize, was the one fated to meet the Dark One with the Sword of Truth. The Amazon and herself were all that was left of the first group that set out from Netheril’s Tower on a quest to free the Elven Lord, who was none other that Taran, King of the Elves. During that quest they began to draw in others that were also mentioned in the prophecies. All died and other had taken their places. Vatta, and Xuor were now tied to the prophecies as the Child of the Streets, and the Child of the Wilds, names held by others before them. For a while Lorae thought that name was hers, but it fit the ranger better. Highnar had been the Child of Golden Hands, she missed the dwarf, though not as much as Brianna had, the two of them had been fighting grand partners. Brianna was the Child of the Warrioresses, others were named who had not yet become a part of the group and others that had been named were no more. Jerreth was the Child of the Sword, He had been killed when they first came through to this world, slain by the Death Knight. So had been her closest companion, the Uncrowned King of Stone Holt, Logan, who had been the Child of Golden Hands before Highnar.
Lorae let out a tiny sigh as she remembered those who had died in their quest. She looked about the table and wondered who else might fail to survive.
After his questions had been answered Lenwe seemed to go into a slump, bent over the table nursing his drink, to anyone that didn't know him it would seem like the few drop of liquid had bested him. In fact this was the way he liked to think, in this state he was able to blank out most distractions and concentrate. His mind, although trying to figure out this 'other world', wandered west to Tilverton, to his son. It had been so long since he had seen him but when he did it aways saddened him that his son shall die before he dose and at how time had already ravaged him.
He only sat up when he heard the word 'hunting', it's effects were quite visible. He sat almost completely upright immediately and watched Xuor and Brianna out of the inn, a druid he might be but he was unconcerned with small amounts of hunting, he was concerned for his friend Kethra, it has been more than once she's been shot and it physically pained him when it happened. He hoped the two would not be after such food.
He then turned to Lorae, the first of the group to question him. "I've made my home in the woods here, the balance was in great need of restoration when I arrived and so I set about my work. Things are back to more or less what they should be now, it's time for me to move on." He takes a large sip of his drink, he isn't an drunkard, it's just something to do between talking. "I want to see my son in Tilverton, it has been so long now. Perhaps I could join you and your group, I was going to leave at first light tomorrow but there is safety in a pack."
Outside Kithra was enjoying herself a bit, she amused herself by flying just low enough for the children to reach her but aways too fast for them to catch her. Eventually she perched on the roof of the building opposite the inn, she knew Lenwe was in there but she could not enter, a door it a big problem for a creature without hands, and so she stared at the door.
"I've made my home in the woods here, the balance was in great need of restoration when I arrived and so I set about my work. Things are back to more or less what they should be now, it's time for me to move on." He takes a large sip of his drink, he isn't an drunkard, it's just something to do between talking. "I want to see my son in Tilverton, it has been so long now. Perhaps I could join you and your group, I was going to leave at first light tomorrow but there is safety in a pack."
Vatta looked up at Lenwe as he spoke to Lorae, her eyes studying him closely. The mention of a son made her wonder about her suspicions regarding him. If the man was indeed a spy or plant of some kind, the story of having a son was indeed something she doubted he would come up with to feed them. Still, he seemed eager to join them but then he did have a point about traveling in a group being safer; especially lately with all the trouble in the area.
“So your from Tilverton?” Vatta said softly, her voice ringing like low musical tone which drifted in the stale smoky air of the tavern. She continued to eat as she peered at him from beneath her hood waiting for his reply.
“So your from Tilverton?”
Turning to face Vatta he answers her question fairly simply. "No, I am from The Kings Forrest, my son simple moved to Tilverton as my daughter moved to Suzail last I knew but she has never stayed in the same place for long, they don't share the same love for the wilderness as I do. Why should I expect them to? They are only half elf and were raised in a city." Already having eaten and with only his goblet to occupy him otherwise he lifted it to his lips and drank. Thinks were a lot simpler when people were trusting, you would only have to mention you were traveling the same way and they would offer you their company. "If you are worried about thieves or murderers I can assure you that I am neither." He added although he knew it would not convince anyone that he wasn't, but there was a glint in his eye that told you that he was telling the truth.
Posted on 2008-10-07 at 18:54:18.
Edited on 2008-10-12 at 08:49:05 by Loki
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In the Store
Brianna looks about as the woman starts to move to get what she ordered. she watches as the pile grows. At one point she looks to Xuor, "Can you think of anything I did not mention?"
Posted on 2008-10-09 at 01:50:46.
Edited on 2008-10-09 at 18:49:59 by Brianna
Lorae was in a quantry as just how to break the news of Tilverton to this man. She had heard the news about Tilverton some time ago. It seems Julius was not in contact with the people for some time, and by his own words he said as much. He assumed Tilverton was still there and it was not.
"Julius," Lorae says softly, "If you son lived in Tilverton, he is not there," she pauses, "because Tilverton is not there where it was."