Open [The rearing stallion] Hot weather sickness

[Daelyn Caliban]

OOCI'm so sorry it's taken me so long to post! Summer's being kind of wonky.

"There's no debt between us," Daelyn said, chuckling. He'd never make a pretty woman pay him back for a drink. He watched her yawn. Tired already? Was it that late? He didn't know. Nor did he truly care. The barmaid returned with the pitcher of wine and three cups. Daelyn handed her her due and rubbed his hands together. Nothing like a nice glass of wine.

He poured each glass, filling them almost to the brim, and passing them out. He nodded at Lyrri from the over the top of his wine glass, letting the sweet liquid pass his lips and into his mouth. May've been warm, but it was good enough.

He took no notice of the artist in the corner, sketching at his pad. Why would he? He didn't seem to be a threat, so why worry? He leaned closer in anticipation of entertainment and took another sip of his wine.

[Lyrri Snowsong]

Lyrri straightened from her reverie as Crona asked after the language. "It's Vani," she said with a sheepish grin. "The language of my race."

The grin widened at the conceding nods of her new friends. She always loved a chance to play! Eagerly she pulled out her small wooden flute, a carved heirloom from the Snowsong Hold. What sort of melody, then? Something to dance to? Something sad? Something fast, or something slow?

She settled on a cheerful melody of Avanthal. Ever slowly, she raised the instrument to her lips and played the first calm notes of the wandering tune, the hopeful sounds helping her to once again picture the snow-capped land under a sky filled with light. Her eyelids fluttered, allowing fleeting glimpses of green and blue-violet in a pale yellow orb. A slow melody, a simpler piece, but beautiful nonetheless. Lyrri's favorite songs were those that she had heard on cold nights filled with merry-making. The song continued on, and the Vantha attempted to see how the patrons were reacting as it drifted, meandering, toward an end. Far less observant than the two warriors, she took little notice of the man in the corner. He seemed nice enough, though; hopefully, he enjoyed the music!

[Perplexity]

Riddled With Rewards Crona Aguire Experience Skill XP Earned Rhetoric + 1 EXP Observation + 1 EXP Socialization +3 EXP Interrogation +1 EXP Lores • Lore Earned • Silent People Are Creepy • I’ll take Winter for 200 mizas please… • Lyrri Snowsong: Hopelessly Lost • Avanthal, Home of the Vantha • Daelyn: A Fighter of Sorts… Lyrri Snowsong Experience Skill XP Earned Observation + 1 EXP Socialization + 3 EXP Interrogation + 1 EXP Musical Instrument: Snowsong Flute + 1 EXP Lores • Lore Earned • Why do all the buildings in Syliras look the same? • Crona, Dried Fruit Tomboy • Love of a Good Story • Faces. They’re interesting. • Daelyn: An Odd Gentleman Daelyn Caliban Experience Skill XP Earned Socialization + 1 EXP Observation + 1 EXP Rhetoric + 1 EXP Interrogation + 1 EXP Lores • Lore Earned • Blast you Ivak! • Selene’s Lesson, Be More Social • Vantha eyes change color • Petch is my favorite word. • Lyrri Snowsong: The Vantha Bard • Crona Aguire: Warrior Woman Arlan Young Experience Skill XP Earned Drawing + 1 EXP Lores • Lore Earned • Intense Focus • Charcoal + Sweat = Smudge Notes : Sorry to see this thread is abandoned. It seemed to have been going quite nicely. The interaction between the characters were very enjoyable.