Closed Seeking The Truth (Tourmal)

[Kyra]

Kyra turned and looked at Tourmal after he asked to join her. Her gaze poured into him and even though she stayed silent for a time, her lips curved upward as she thought it over. The drykas had no idea of what he was asking. The kelvic's life wasn't easy and in the past it seemed as if dangerous people had been attracted to her. Although even she didn't have any idea of what her life would be like once she returned to Ravok. Joining the Ebonstryfe was a big deal, and would surly change her way of living once she was back in the city.

"You want to travel with me back to Ravok, yes?" she asked after staying silent for a few ticks. "Going for such a long way...just to become stronger." She pulled the towel tighter around her shoulders, hoping to increase the warmth. The heat of the fire licked at her bare feet and calves. The overall heat circulating around the room whirled around her and slowly starting to dry her hair. Reaching down, she picked up the other towel that he had dropped on the bed and used it to dry her hair more. "And once you're stronger, what will you do?"

She was curious to know, being that he would be leaving behind his safe life in order to travel with her. He had his reasons, but when she first saw him sitting at the bar he didn't look like a man who wanted to leave the city. Kyra couldn't say for sure, humans were all so strange to her, and often did things that she didn't understand. "If that is your wish you may come." she nodded and pulled the towel from her head as she glanced towards him again.

"Just remember, I do not wish to return here, so if you have a change of heart..you'll be returning alone." She was being honestly with him, and hoping that he understood what he was asking for."I will leave at the season's end, if you still wish to come, meet me then." Looking down, Kyra noticed a damp letter on the floor. It had fallen out of her cloak when she laid it atop the line, but she hadn't realized at the time. It seemed that Tourmal hadn't noticed it either, or he just hadn't said anything.

"If I'm to help you, I must understand what you want. How do you wish to be strong?" The mischievous kelvic moved her leg forward covering the letter with her foot, then slowly sliding it backwards until it was close to her. She leaned down a bit, using the arm furthermore away from him to reach down with her hand and pick up the letter and slipping it into the matting in his bed.

[Tourmal Firemane]

Tourmal, Fall 55, 512 AV “Ravok?” The man had heard of it, and what he knew was that it wasn't exactly on good terms with Syliras. That and they served an evil god. No matter, he was determined to leave his pampered life he had grown accustomed to. According to her it was a tough life out there and she was from Ravok so most likely Ravok was what he needed. “It may seem trivial however I need to grow accustomed to the dangers of the land. I have been training to become stronger however training is nothing to the real thing. The only reason I survived was because of you.” It was a harsh world he lived in the only thing was he lived inside a protective bubble where he could easily forget about it. “I must be able to defend myself properly and do whatever I must in order to survive. Even if it means to kill.” What would he do... That was a question that he himself did not know the answer to. “I don't know what I will do. I guess I will figure that out when the time comes.” He was happy to hear her acceptance that he could accompany her out of Syliras. When she told him if he wished to return he would be going alone he nodded in acceptance. He then stared back into the fire thinking to himself. The time frame sounded good for him he had some work to do for a while he would have to lay low so that people did not become suspicious of him having killed those men. Eventually their families, friends if they had any or business partners would realize their disappearances. “You saw me back there. Even though it was necessary to kill them it took all I had to do it. I can't let that happen anymore. If I do, it could mean my life or the lives of others. I need to be able to kill men, well at least when necessary.” He looked at her “You know how, so I need you to teach me. If the only way is through experience I know I won't get any here.” He looked at his toes which were now dry and warm, then he returned his eyes to the fire. “So I need to leave.” “I will meet you at the time. You know where I live now and I work at the Iron Works so you can contact me before hand to set up a meeting time and place whenever works best for you.” He glanced at her then averted his gaze back tot he fire. “In the meantime, I guess, I will try to live my life as normal.” The large man looked at his small companion, and chuckled merely to take his mind off his previous actions. “It's ironic... When I first saw you I wanted to get you in my room. But now knowing what it would take I'm not so sure that I would have been as keen on the idea.” The smith thought about work and decided not to go in tomorrow. “I guess you will be off to your quarters now?” He said while he took the damp towel and put it on the line with the rest of the wet garments.

[Kyra]

The young kelvic felt much better now, the warmth of the fire touching her and drying her hair and clothing. There was still a lingering chill, a coolness that kissed at her flesh even as the warm fought to push it away. She was leaving soon, that much was certain, and now she had this man to take with her on her journey. It was a change of pace for her, and she remembered how she had followed Marcelo from Sunberth and back to Ravok, the city that she knew up in.

And now, it was her turn to do this for someone else, to take them away and show them another style, another way of life. For things were that much different between the cities, and especially for those living on the poor end. She glanced back up to him at times, while others leaving her gaze on the flames that still danced before her. At least he understood now what would be expected of him, and that he would be responsible for his own life as she was for hers.

Finally once he was done talking, Kyra leaned closer to him, tilting her head as she smiled at him and spoke in a gentle voice. "You are far too serious, no? If you don't enjoy yourself, then what is the point in it all?" after her rather cryptic message, the girl stood up again, allowing the towel to fall free of her form. She stood with her back to him as she reached up to removed her cloak from the rack and put it back on. The fabric was dry but still held a bit of moister that wet her skin.

She pouted, looking down as she had hoped to have something dry to wear out. Shrugging her shoulders, the kelvic turned back to him, as she lightly stepped backwards towards his door. " I shall see you soon then, Tourmal..until next we meet." Kyra nodded a final time before slipping out of his door and disappearing into the night.

[Tourmal Firemane]

Tourmal, Fall 55, 512 AV Her next comment took him for surprise. He didn't know how to respond. As she said it he thought he saw something strange about her teeth. Her canines were longer than most. Have fun? If she can have fun at a time like this then I have a long way to go, he thought. However he did need to enjoy the time he would spend traveling. And he would likely keep busy either with work or with drink at the tavern. As the woman stood and let the towel drop from her body, Tourmals gaze was on the flames. He was tempted to look at the woman's figure however he held his attention on the flames until she had equipped her cloak. The man was slightly shocked at how comfortable she was with being nude in front of a complete stranger. Well she was not completely nude however breast tend to be something that women on share in their most intimate of relationships. She was a fine specimen of her gender as he recalled from earlier getting an eyeful of Allessa's bosom. As she left the room he cleaned up and replaced the bed back to its original position. Then he took the garments off the line and looked at Allessa's garments she had left. Torn to shreds laying on the floor near the fire. The outer most parts were dry and the rest still wet he decided to throw them on the fire. This caused a lot of smoke and brought the fire to life crackling and hissing at the moisture evaporated. Tourmal knew it was late but he would not sleep not tonight. Instead he would go for a ride. Just then he realized what was different about Allessa. The sharp teeth, how comfortable she was with nudity. No she couldn't be, was she? A Kelvic?

[Chevalier]

Kyra

LORE

• Go For the Eyes!
• Tourmal Lost His Brother

EXPERIENCE

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	4
Interrogation	3
Rhetoric	4
Brawling	3
Dagger	2
Persuasion	3
Philosophy	1
Subterfuge	1

Tourmal

LORE

• Kyra Doesn't Like Ale
• Taking a Life
• Kyra is a Murderer

EXPERIENCE

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	2
Rhetoric	4
Seduction	2
Intimidation	1
Unarmed Combat	3
Wrestling	1
Light Hammer	1
Philosophy	1
Subterfuge	2
Storytelling	1
Persuasion	2

Storyteller Notes

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