Meeting new people

by **Rovan Dermane** on March 24th, 2011, 4:06 pm

Rovan tapped the table with his fingers, about to answer Malemar's question when Winter rudely intervined, quickly rolling his muscular body onto the stage. Rovan looked at him with a faint sense of predicament to the situation. His experiance told him he would have to speak clearly and strictly to the point, to keep the attention of these energised and impatient young men.

He cleared his throat before answering Winter first: "No, I am not aquinted with this man. And I shall heartily welcome his participation in the planning. As counts the same for all of you," He said in a diplomatic and explaining fashion, directing this statement to everyone at the table. This reminded him briefly of the times he had to negotiate his pay with stubborn and bullheaded clients, heaving himself up to show equal authority.

Rovan then turned his gray eyes on Malemar. Rovan felt the tension rise as he digged his fingers in the wooden table, leaning in with his head slightly towards Malemar as to be certain they heard his words.

"And yes, I believe we shall discuss where to begin, at the very least. I do have a few places in mind myself, which could be most interesting and thrilling to seek out."
He leaned back in his stool, taking in the four persons in view.
"But first, I would very much appreciate a brief introduction from each of you, get familiar with your names and qualities." he added, twirling his hand in a non-chalant manner. His put-on facade was not entirely true to the stressed vein in his temple though, as he felt the pressure inside his head.

"I may as well start: My name is Rovan Dermane. I am an educated scholar of the university in Zeltiva, taught in the fine art of writing and lore of this world." he told in a pompous fashion, feeling the presence of pride in his chest. He forced himself to keep things short, even as he loved to speak highly and poetically of his intellectual profession. Redirecting his focus to the others, he awaited their turns to introduce themselves.

by **Maegon** on March 24th, 2011, 4:50 pm

One of the things that made Maegon nervous were taverns. Yes, they were useful to discuss delicate topics, for the same reason it was easy to "lose" something in one. Maegon was unconsciously checking his pockets once and over again, sometimes four to five times a minute. His eyes darted around suspiciously, wondering if any of the drunken men were planning to steal his coin. Satisfyingly enough, probably due to Winter and Malemar, they seemed to be particularly minding their own business. Maegon wondered if any of the men he had talked to before were there, and almost felt like rubbing the group he found in their face. Not only did they accept his offer, but they also looked very much capable.

As far as the five of them were concerned, only Astrea and Maegon seemed to be disturbed by the environment. Winter and Malemar clearly weren't, safe behind their physical dominance, and if the goatee man was, he didn't show it, as he kept walking with his light steps and air of superiority. He directed the group to a table, where everyone promptly had a defined seat. Maegon's was, unsurprisingly, the one that remained empty in the end. Feeling a slight ting of resentment for being the less illustrious member, he sat in the designated stool.

Rovan, as he introduced himself after taking the lead, so to speak, was waiting for everyone to introduce themselves. "I am Maegon. I'm--" Maegon stopped for a second. He couldn't just say he knew magic, but it was almost slipping his lips. Nervously licking them, he resumes. "I don't have a lot of skills, but I'm interested in, uh, history." Gritting his teeth, Maegon recognizes that excuse as being the best he could find, but that he wouldn't buy it from anyone. He could only hope it would work.

by **Astrea Rose Griffin** on March 24th, 2011, 9:55 pm

When Winter had offered for Astrea to sit next to him, she did so willingly with out protest. She felt slightly safe when around Winter, maybe because of his athletic body and stern glares he would give to anyone who gave him a questionable look. She adjusted her dress from under her and delicately sat down on the bench beside him resting her hands in her lap. She felt a lot more confident now as she raised her head to look at the group.

Astrea straightened up a bit preparing for her introduction. “Um…I am Astrea Rose Griffin and I have some skill in cooking, dancing, painting, ridding and also archery.” She said showing almost a hint of insecurity in her. “I know there isn’t much that can do to be useful, but I promise that I can learn anything else that you feel is necessary to know.” This was the first time that she actually had to tell someone about herself after being trapped in the orphanage, but once she let it out she felt more relieved. She eagerly listened to everyone else as she learned just a little bit more about the people she would be traveling with. She was mostly interested in what Winter had to say since he seemed almost impenetrable and was very puzzling to figure out. All she knew was that he was Kelvic.

As each second passed by more anticipation built up in Astrea’s heart. She couldn’t wait to travel out into the world and learn about new things and make new friends on the way. She could tell that this adventure was going to be full of surprises for her and challenges.

Training & Skill Points :

by **Malemar** on March 25th, 2011, 8:24 am

Slowly becoming aware that all of his companions were looking at him, Malemar looked around curiously, thinking for a moment of the best way to describe himself to them. After a short while he came up with an answer, explaining himelf to the others. "I am Malemar Syrus. I have some skill in fishing an cooking, so as long as we have camp somewhere near water, we won't go hungry if I can help it."

He looked down at his hands that were resting on the table, then shot a quick glance at his sword which he had taken off now to sit down. It was leaning against his stool in between his legs. He smiled a little to himself. "I also have some skill with this here sword," he gave it a tap with his fingers as if to show the others which sword it was he was talking about. "Whilst I am not exactly a master, I can at least do something to protect myself, and you all included." He ran his gaze over all of them as if to show that he was talking to them all with those last words.

He idly began to glance back around the common room, checking if they were being watched. They weren't. Besides, his and Winters presence were enough to ensure that. Looking back up to the table, he noticed that his companions were all still staring at him as if expecting him to say more. He hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth again, "That is all there is to know about me, I'm afraid, unless you would like my life story as well?" He shot them a questioning look, stern seeming at first, then laughed as if he had told a joke, to show that he was in good heart.

by **Winter** on March 25th, 2011, 3:17 pm

Last but not least, it was time for Winter to fall into the introductions scheme and present the group with his abilities. He slowly leaned forward on the table, eyeing the rest of the group that seemed rather interested in his traits, specially Astrea, who seemed to be fairly more curious than the rest of them. He scratches his forehead softly and thinks for a moment what he should tell them. “Name’s Winter… once again” – he sighs, it was perhaps the third time he said his name in such a brief period of time – “… and as most of you can see, I’m no Human as the rest of you folks…” – he gives his characteristic smile, this time showing more teeth to the eye of the group. – “ I’m a natural born hunter and I respect the code I’ve been taught by my mother…” – he takes a small breath and quotes his credo:

"Respect the elders....Teach the young...Cooperate with the pack
Play when you can...Hunt when you must...Rest in between
Share your affections...Voice your feelings...Leave your mark."

His pack had now become this young five manned group with an incredible beauty within them… He blinks to the them, running his hand trough his hair. He stretches back with both of his hands going to his back; his biceps tense thanks to his sleeveless jacket. He focuses once again on his story and resumes it. “I’m a Kelvic Wolf, son of mother and father wolves, and that my friends, makes me pureblood.”

He retakes his former stance, waiting for any commentaries or any questions the group may have. He’s focused in the chatter and decides to listen a bit more to the plans they had in mind. It was risky for him just to go out in the wild with a bunch of random strangers he came to meet in the street, but for the sake of it, this would let him complete his code and live some adventures with a group that shared his interests. Luck or not, this unknown group seemed to be quite promising.

by **Rovan Dermane** on March 26th, 2011, 9:36 am

Rovan nodded and listened as introductions were shared, without interrupting. These would likely be the first people for him to write of in his book. And perhaps with this cohort, he could finally journey out into more far-stretched travels than before. Each of them had their uses, it seemed, but only time could proove their words. He thought that the phrase: Safety in numbers was rather fitting now.

He watched Anstrea and Winter as he saw the connection between them. He could not help but smirk faintly at the obvious attraction they had for one another, sitting ever so neatly side by side. She would be a valueable asset to the group, if they were to control the wild-natured Kelvic. On the other hand, countless of stories told of how love blinded people of sense and reason.

Rovan judged Malemar's behavior to be of a good-natured sort. A villager who seeks the excitement of adventure, perhaps. He did not seem too knowledgeable, but nonetheless, he guessed this man to have the great endurance that some farmers possessed. Not a man to quit the field, which certaintly was a strong quality in the wilderness.

After Maegon's introduction, Rovan could not help sensing that this one might not be telling everything. If he indeed only studied history, his usefulness would perhaps be limited. But as a scholar, Rovan knew that anyone educated held a certain perspective on the world that was a benefit in its own right.

When Winter introduced himself, Rovan was puzzled by the Kelvic's most abstract way of expressing himself. It seemed this one was very proud of his differance to "regular" humans, praising highly the life of some animal pack. Rovan found this speech to be a bunch of gibberish. Animals were animals - with simple pleasures and savage minds. Nonetheless, he thought it best not to remark this. No need to aggrivate this beastial person. He took word again as Winter finished.
"Splendid, excellent. Very well, now that is settled--" he said as he took his knapsack and opened it, rummaging through its contents. It took a few moments to find the map he searched for, folding it out on the empty table. It showed an overview of Mizahar's regions, with only the major cities marked.

((http://www.mizahar.com/lore/Map_of_The_Cities_of_Mizahar))

The scholar planted his long, silver-ringed finger on the Suvan Sea.
"I would suggest, that we could go by ship - perhaps gain permission aboard one of the trade ships bound for Alvadas or Riverfall, both famed cities of great interest." he said.

"Or, we could take the Kabrin Road by land, here," Rovan trailed his finger along the road that went through Syliras up to Taldera, following the coast closely. "Although I would deem this path to be a much more dangerous one. When we enter Taldera, we will likely be going through a lot of Wilderness, and not pass many settlements. But I firmly believe that the Spires and Avanthal could be a sight worth the risk." Rovan looked up from the map to gaze at the four with a serious frown on his brow.

by **Astrea Rose Griffin** on March 26th, 2011, 4:22 pm

Astrea listened to Ravon closely about what the path of their adventure, but once he mentioned boarding a ship and sailing across the sea she grew rigid. About 10 years ago Astrea had ran away from the Orphanage to go have fun so she ran off into the forest. Soon she came up to a river, but never intended on crossing it. Unfortunately as she was walking a long side the river playing with the rocks she made a wrong step and fell into the rushing and dangerous river waters. Luckily enough there was a traveling merchant who saw what happened and got to her in time to pull her out before she got into the rapids. After that day Astrea has been afraid of water and she never went anywhere near water after that day. “Um, I think we should take the land path.” She suggested her voice shaking a little and then took a nervous swallow to get a aching lump out of her throat.

OOC:
Ok so I was thinking that for this Adventure we would make an adventure thread and when we come to a good stopping point we will turn that in to get XP and then make a second thread as a continuation. As for the npcs I believe that we should be able to ue them unless of course someone else has a better idea for that.

by **Malemar** on March 27th, 2011, 7:36 am

Hearing the propositions put forward by this man, Malemar scrathced his head, pondering for a moment. The ship did sound like a better idea; quicker and safer, although that way he wouldn't get to see much of the world before they arrived, which is what he wanted. He decided to make his answer known to the group, clearibg his throat, almost methodically.

"I... suppose we should go by land. It's an adventure we want is it not?"

He smiled slowly at his companions, ready to take this adventure as it comes. "Also, if we can try to set up camp near a water source every night, that would be appreciated. So I can fish you see."

That sounds like a good idea, were you planning to make the adventure thread at the start of our journey or keep this thread going?

by **Maegon** on March 27th, 2011, 6:56 pm

"I was since the beginning intending to pass through some ruins, and I think we'll find most of them if we travel through land," Maegon light-heatedly comments. He feels comfortable seeing as Malemar and Astrea already showed interest on that route, and seizes the opportunity to support them. Winter shouldn't choose the sea route, seeing as he was a wolf Kelvic; he would probably be more at home in a spooky forest than a scurvy-infested ship. That made four votes already; and if Rovan truly intended to make the will of the majority law, the destination was already decided.

What about we end this thread with and agreement of a meeting place, and start the new one from there? Thing is, do we start "at the gates" or a few days after we leave? The first few days could be pretty uneventful, depending on how many settlements there are.

by **Rovan Dermane** on March 27th, 2011, 8:59 pm

So it was to be a journey over land. While sea-travel could spare much trouble, it was true that they would likely come across more sights of interest on foot. Rovan gave a nod of consent.

"So be it. We shall go North, then."

Rovan knew little of what would await them. The Cobalt Mountains range and the Bronze Woods were the source to many rumours and tell-tales. Some spoke of dire wildlife and abominable monsters, others of bandits and areas of uncontrolled Djed. Whatever was in for them, they would likely encounter something on the way.

"Let us meet by the city Gates tomorrow, at dawn. Should be time enough for everyone to prepare their necessaries." Rovan pushed himself up from his seat and started to fold the map again.
It was due time to leave. He went through the inn and up to his room, preparing for the journey ahead.