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[center][h3][color=ff8d02][b]Location: Edge of Camp with Numas[/b] [/color][color=D17B0F]||[/color][color=ff8d02] [b]Engaging in conversation[/b] [/color][color=D17B0F]||[/color][color=ff8d02]  [b]Mood: Sombre, trying to forget about Valerie[/b][/color][/h3]
[i]Mentions: Numas, Valerie, Narcissa[/i]
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The hooting and howling hardly calmed as some of their number broke off to race ahead into the camp - the younger ones, some of the children following them. His father growled and shook his head - the ages had passed and carved lines in his face, his eyes slightly sunken in his face, but just as intelligent as ever. A usually stern demeneour, in previous years he would never have allowed his number to fall out of line in such a way. But they had always been a passionate and proud people, and it seemed he no longer had the desire to impose his will on them. Not tonight, the day before his son was to be married.

Rimguage turned his gaze from his father's face and off up the slope towards the camp, watching the bairns head into the town. His eyes fell on her golden head of hair - [i]Valerie[/i]. It was the first time he'd seen her since....

Well. She looked away and he heightened his gaze, pretending his intake of breath was at the sight of the camp. They had already quite a number of people here, and more to come - Croanak had made camp for the night slightly further out, he could see, and Abaneki were just settling in.

[i]Curious,[/i] thought Rimguage, noticing one of the elusive Rusmasra staring at them as they approached. Usually it was the other way around - often the Rusmasra were questioned by the little ones, so curious about what it was like to live so far south. Still, Rimguage had been to every Clan meeting he could, but he didn't recognise this man's face. But that wasn't what interested him... sensitive to the occult, Rimguage could feel the magic eminating off this man.

Well, it shouldn't have been a surprise he was staring... the Wolfrahgs were hardly being stealthy.

A youngster who had headed into camp was running back towards the group, the mass of them now at the Camp's edge.

[i]"Rimguage..."[/i] he said, but Rimguage held up a hand, thinking it was about the Rusmasra tribe. 

[color=ff8d02]"I will go and see, myself."[/color] he said, walking passed the boy with a [i]clunk clunk clunk[/i] of his heavy boots as he tightened his armbands. He passed Valerie, and didn't look towards her as he did. His heart dropped into his stomach, but he wouldn't - he couldn't - look back and smile. 

[center]The woman were talking of marrying her.

Each word stung.[/center]

[i]"Wow, I wonder how he knew his bride was missing?"[/i] commented the runner to one of the young hunters.
[i]"Must be the magic in him..."[/i] he began, but Relmir gave him a heavy strike round the back of his head.

[color=D17B0F]"That's your future chieftain and my son you're talking about, boy. Hold your tongue. And you - what did you just say about Princess Narcissa?"[/color] Relmir's voice started barking orders and demands at various Wolfrahg clansmen as Rimguage crested the ridge and came to stand beside the stranger.

[color=ff8d02]"I can't say I've seen you round before."[/color] Rimguage stated bluntly, his totems clattering around his belt. 

[center][hider=Skills][list][*][b][color=F2A541]Occult:[/color][/b][color=cccccc] Rimgauge was gifted and received tutelege from the Shamans of his clan. He is good at interpretting occult or magickal energies, and can act on them as needbe. [/color][*][b][color=D17B0F]Presense:[/color][/b][color=cccccc] As future Chieftan, and as a pretty imposing man anyway, Rimguage has an undeniable presence to him. He is intimidating to look at, and people are more likely to listen to him and give his words weight. [/color][*][b][color=F2A541]Blessed by Good Fortune:[/color][/b][color=cccccc] Until the time of his untimely death, Rimguage's live is blessed by good luck, because of the shaman who brought him into this world.[/color][*][b][color=D17B0F]Tracking:[/color][/b][color=cccccc] Rimguage is good at tracking creatures and humanoids, particularly in forests or areas of difficult terrain.[/color][*][b][color=F2A541]Staves[/color][/b] - [color=cccccc]Rimguage is exceptionally good at fighting with staves, staffs or sticks, particularly two handed.[/color][*][color=D17B0F][b]Built like an Ox[/b][/color][color=cccccc] - Rimguage is powerful and can take quite the beating. Often he will try to protect others by throwing himself into the heart of combat.[/color][/list][/hider][/center]