[center][color=fff79a][h2]Samuel Dukes, The Healer[/h2][/color][/center]

Already, the trip back to his home town had payed off - Samuel had discovered an old acquaintance, had found lodging for Percy, and was already on his first adventure! Despite Timothy's suspicious nature, Samuel was completely oblivious to his disposition, and had eagerly joined with the others who had agreed to help. After all, they ll seemed like nice people, and Samuel had already gone about memorizing all of their names - their was Brann, who seemed to be a bit of a jokester. While Samuel was by no means the funniest guy around, he felt like he had a good pun or two up his sleeve, and he certainly knew that a good joke was all that was needed to lighten up people's moods. Cassian was a little unsocial, and he was very pale and underweight - Samuel felt that he must have had it rough. Oh well, the boy was very calm, and a calming atmosphere was always appreciated when away from home! Samuel had gone to the bathroom midway through his introduction, and it made him feel slightly guilty - what if he had missed something important? Next was Reggie. Reggie was an Orc, and Samuel had always heard horror stories of their violence, but you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover! He wasn't that violent at all - a little on the cold side, but keeping to yourself isn't necessarily a bad thing. He kept his drink close by and, while Samuel didn't approve of the devil's nectar, some people needed it. He wasn't one to judge - that was the lord's job.

The armored swordsman seemed a little jarring at first, but he was quickly revealed to be a just man - after all, simply talking to him revealed his nature. He must have been either a professional adventurer, or a very cautious man, since Samuel had not sen him remove his armor once since he had met Seth. Oh well, the two were sure to get along! Next was [s]Kriellii[/s]... [s]Keirielli
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Next was Kri! She had a tough name to pronounce, and no matter how hard he tried, Samuel simply couldn't do it... Hopefully, she wouldn't mind if he used a nickname! Samuel didn't really no much about her, besides the fact that she was a very tall and... somewhat sadistic woman... Well, she probably needs a friend! After all, people can act very differently if they have no one that cares for them. If Samuel became her friend, she'd probably be a lot nicer! After all, everyone could use a friend. No one knows that better than Samuel... Syfa was one of his favorite acquaintances - She was very nice, and seemed to be positively brimming with youthfulness. She was almost like a ray of sunshine, condensed into the goat-like shape of a satyr. Above all, though, Samuel was delighted to see the wooden flute strapped to her side - he positively adored music! Anyways, next was Penelope - Or, as Samuel preferred, Penny. Having another holy magic user was comforting to know, considering it was by far the best magic - and since she was a paladin, maybe she also worshiped the lord? Even if she didn't, she was clearly chosen by him, evident by her proficiency with holy magic, and that was more than enough for Samuel to tell that they would be close friends. Finally, Ninty was a tall elven woman who seemed fairly head strong. Samuel preferred a more "live-and-let-live" lifestyle, but to each their own. She has a bow, so she's probably a good shot. Hopefully she won't ask him if he wants any meat from a kill - people always looked at him funny when he explained his vegetarianism.

The journey was fairly calm in the beginning, and the group was already making good progress - of course, Samuel probably could have been farther along if he had brought Percy and the wagon. But Samuel knew that Percy wasn't strong enough to carry the lot of them, and riding in the wagon alone would be horribly rude. So, Percy was left in one of the Cities stables. The group seemed fairly close, or close enough considering they were mostly strangers. Timothy led them, towards the ruins that were far from the city they all came from. The others joked with one another, keeping up the mood, and Samuel simple enjoyed the company. 

[color=00bfff]“Anyone care to share?”[/color]

Brann held out his flask in front of him, allowing the few remaining drops to quiver on the lid, before reluctantly falling to the dry ground below. Samuel began to move closer, before Syfa raced forwards and, with a twirl, handed off her flask to Brann. [color=fff79a][i]Ah, that was very nice of her![/i][/color], Samuel thought to himself. That was one of the reasons he decided to make the first portrait of her - she was very nice, and would probably enjoy it the most. Of course, Samuel planned on giving everyone a portrait, but he really wanted to take his time with them. Normally, he could make one in a day and it would look rather nice, but this portrait was nearly complete and took just under 3. It looked, in Samuel's opinion, fantastic. Brann began to drink from the flask he was presented, so Samuel decided to stay near the back of the group, occasionally shivering slightly in the cold. Besides that, observing the surroundings was something Samuel enjoyed - the sky was clear, a crisp blue with that contrasted beautifully with the green ground. Taking a mental image, Samuel temporarily wondered if he should put the portraits on hold to draw the landscape, but decided against it. After all, it would seem rude to draw a portrait for one of your friends and then immediately do something else. So, with renewed vigor, Samuel followed the group, content to remain silent while they talked among each other.