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[center][h1][color=00aeef]Kavius(Cav-e-is) Hishamie[/color][/h1][/center]

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[hider=Inventory]
Outfit = (A) 
(B) 1 light blue wool pants
(C) 1 pair of light brown leather shoes
(D) 1 sheath and longsword
(E) 1 waist bound pouch = Money, small wrapped up string, a small amount of spherical candy. 
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As the strong willed but sorely shaken boat made port at Santorini, which as far as Kavius knew was an adventurer trap. Kavius loved to read and times he would come across reading material containing information on other places in the world. One such document he had read was a personal retelling of a mans own time spent on Santorini. People of all color and taste chose to make this island their home as they lured pit stop making sailors and adventurers into staying for a much longer period of time than intended. Many a men and women have spent all their coin on the pleasures of this place, but Kavius was like sixty percent sure that wouldn't happen now. The group he belonged too has way too black ducks to get lost in something so base. Their last three days together had taught Kavius that. The journey had been arduous to say the least. Not impossible by any means but by no means did Kav believe the last three days had been totally enjoyable. Kav heaved himself up, while holding the railing of the boat with two hands, and flipped onto the railing. Kavius raised an arm and sniffed and immediately turned his head. No way spending three days on a fishing boat wasn't gonna make you stink at least a little. Jumping off the boat, Kavius landed on the wooden plank that their boat had docked at and began walking away. As he did Kav thought back to the last three days.

 Their first day at sea had been the best by far out of their journey so far. Starting off their first few hours were calm and tranquil, with only the smell of rotting fish fouling the air being considered the bad part of their voyage so far. Kav noted his new companions each seemed to be involved in their own activities amongst the start of their voyage. He had wanted to go over the boat and to check its knots, any cracks, etc.., but Sam came first. Her sea sickness was worse than he had hoped but not as bad it seemed, Sam being able to avoid dying to death in between throwing up. It was not as if she was constantly sea sick, but a sudden wave or bumpy motion of the boat was enough to make Sam turn at least a little pale. Kav was able to obtain clean drinking water aboard from one of the crew and and a bread roll and sat by Sam's side as thy sat in silence. That was not something so unusual but most of the time talking was unnecessary between them. Kavius would try to say a funny quip or one liner at times, making fun of BTTM (blonde table top man) softly to Sam, or really anything to distract her from her own current misery since this was the nice leg of their journey. That was the first few hours. Nighttime brought fresh hell.

 The storm did not hit without warning but neither was most of the sea fairing crew aboard the fishing boat were prepared. Several other ships of multiple varieties had set sail and were in close proximity of Kavius and his group, which may or may not have been a blessing for him. The wind hit hard, faster than any man or women Kavius had raced or any animal he had ever seen, which at times pierced Kavius skin like needles. The cold speeding air showed no mercy to his fellow companions, but his first priority was Samara. Kav found the least smelly and dirty tarp he could see aboard the ship and wrapped it around Sam but not so that she couldn't move freely but just protect her skin. He kept his arm around her as he held on to the boat with his right arm and hand. When ships around them started to sink Kavius became nervous about their situation a serious way for the first time. Brigands and such he could handle, friggin mother nature could suck it but would win in the end. Kavius would get distracted trying to think of a way to help more, especially when he saw one of the boat crew having trouble or especially if they were hurt. The adventurers in their group all seemed to fare in their own way, but Kav was mainly only concerned with one person. Kav ended moving Sam inside and downwards the boat into the cargo hold, making her promise to stay down here till the storm lessens. In her condition she would only be hinderance and Kavius told her a such.

 "[color=004b80]Look just stay down here and try to hold yourself down best you can. I will come back down and stay here in a bit but if your up top I cant focus on helping the crew make sure the ship stays intact because I will be too buys being worried about if your safe or not. Your sick as hell in a storm the likes you've not seen well....im not sure ever. Its completely expected Sea trouble isn't your specialty in solving and mother nature is really giving it to us right now[/color]," Kav said to Samara with concern but speaking truthfully and without thinking about what to say before he said it. "[color=004b80]So please, save your strength for the enemies that dont make you dizzy and sick.[/color]"

 After that, kav returned top deck and did what he could to help. Multiple people were shouting, some were trying to give orders as well as some were trying to relay something to another, and it was chaos. Luckily their ship had not received severe damage but the sea was unforgiving with her intense bashing and rocking. The rain would end up falling faster and getting pelted by the rain would come to feel like a wall of pressure trying to push you back. Kavius retied sail knots and scooped water off the boat as fast as he could, giving instructions to others on proper emergency boat care for those who did not know what to do. The night was long and the storming was brutal, with the first night ending with half of the original amount of ships at sea. That next morning Kavius walked with Sam up the stairs and to the top of the main deck. putting an arm around Sams waist, Kavius kicked the rope attached lever he and Sam were standing in front of with his right heel and grabbed a long strand of hanging rope next to them. Kavius and Sam rapidly ascended and landed on their feet in the eagles nest. The sun had risen mostly and the seas were calm. 

 "[color=004b80]You know Sam, this is why I do what I do. Why, even before I met you, I acted on impulses. Because the view here and now[/color]," Kavius spoke with a gleam in his eyes, "[color=004b80]with the right person by my side makes me forget about all the issues in the world and I feel at peace.[/color]"

 Kavius then spotted a piece of drift wood in the distance with a dead adventurer floating in the water on top of it, hanging over it as if he had been clutching it for dear life. Kavius coughed into his hand and chuckled.

 "[color=004b80]Well......maybe not as at peace as drowny there.[/color]"

 The others in the group filled their days with their own humdrum activites, at times conversing with Kav or Sam and at times Kavius and Samara would do their own thing trying to keep Sam from throwing up more. The smell had gotten pretty bad at this point and a temper had risen here or there as their living conditions were not great for this ships voyage. When night would come again more storms would appear, taking the lives of even more adventurers on other ships. The storm had been much worse the second night than the third, and it felt as if time had slowed during the natural carnage that was this sea storm. On the third day at some point, Kavius could tell if he looked for the position of the sun or watched for the activities of any airborne creature, they arrived at Santorini. Multiple times Kavius had been approached already for his somehow surprisingly useful tidbits that would help on the voyage, but now that they had docked he could buuy some supplies for Sam and some things for himself that would further aid in this job.

 Back in the present time on that same third day, Kavius had headed out after saying to Sam he was gonna go see what type of stuff he could get on the island. Kav knew Santorini had zero military, and a nearly zero rate of crime. Sam would be having the time of her life here if she had started feeling better is what Kavius thought. Easy marks and horrible security. I mean...... surely the reason why there was such a low rate of crime is because people here are just so nice right? Kavius reminded himself they would only be docked for a short bit as they were nearing the end of the voyage to the island of Irinoth. Taking the time to keep his surroundings in mind Kavius admired the craftmanship and architecture that he walked past. This place was popular for a reason it was very bautiful. It was also lively with people selling their wares and street performers around here and there. Many signs for so called "famous" hotsprings were advertised, and he had really hoped Sam was feeling good enough to have left the boat after he had and that she would go to one of these hot springs. Get some of that stick that's in the place the sun don't shine out. Kavius pressed onwards passed the hotspring determined to find what he was looking for. Some basic small food items for the sea sick, some exotic candy, and possibly a shirt. Kavius touched his eye that once held a shiner, since none of the mages on board had offered Kavius had not asked for a healing spell for himself, that now only held its traces. His eye was healing at a great rate, which was not unusual for Kav. Seeing a colorful store that had multiple clothes on display Kavius smiled and walked inside the store.

Kavius was nearly immediately greeted by a man who appeared to work for the store. He wore a white and orange suite was intricate designs in certain parts of the suit. Kavius could instantly tell by the material that it had to be very expensive. " Hello good Sir", The employee said to Kav, "My name is Jvohn devierre and I will be assisting you this evening." The man eyed Kavius up and down and for some reason Kav got the distinct impression that the man was not impressed with what he saw, a shirtless musclular man with a fading shiner and cheap clothes was not the ideal customer. 

Kavius sighed and fished through the pouch on his waist, pulling out one dozen shiny and clinky coins. "Soooo....what can I get that you recommend for someone on a life or death mission John my goodman."

Jvohn flinched but kept his smile towards Kavius. "My good sir, my name is Jvohn by the way, we have several outfits available for those limited to......your type of budget. Please follow and do not tarry."

  Kavius could see the store was of moderate size, but with no other customers currently occupying the store. Only two other employees and this man. Kav smiled and followed Jvohn to the near back of the store.





 Kavius tried on a few different clothing items but ended up choosing to do away with his old rags for something more useful. Kavius had chosen a baggy, black, cotton shirt with blue rolled up at the bottom pants, with gray leather shoes. Kav also bought for right arm a wrist brace that on the bottom of it had a small hook catcher. Supposedly you could wrap a small wire or rope around the hilt of your weapon and to the brace and it would help you with not being disarmed as easily. As Kavius left the store, his wallet lighter than it already was, he smiled to himself. Thankfully, Kav thought, the employee saw him as someone low class and abhorrent so he only kept his eyes on Kav for as long as he had too and did not even see him out of the store. That made it easier for Kavius to be able to walk out with something hidden underneath his shirt, also Kavius was appreciative he was allowed to keep the clothed on after he tried them on. He was told his old clothes had been burned relatively quickly. Kavius withdrew the item underneath his shirt revealing a small pouch that clinked with coins inside. While the man Jvohn had moments where he pretended to be busy with something when Kavius would pretend to have a question about a certain clothing item, Kavius would quietly walk away and talk to the other store workers. Little by little without raising anyone's mental alarm, Kav used every lesson Sam drilled into him against his will and was able to snatch away coins bit by bit during his time spent in the store.

 After the clothing store Kavius walked until he found a metalsmith shop. Unfortunately since the island had zero military presence there was little reason to open a business where making weapons or armor was greatly needed. But if you were a smith that would take requests on any type of repair or metal work you were in business. The metal smith was a medium sized burly man who seemed to not want to deal with him as well. When Kavius walked up to the silversmith at work at his anvil, the smith groaned. "And what, pray ye, could ya possibly want with me. Need a picture frame mended? Is it a cool jeweled two handed sword to impress your friends?"

 Kav smirked and put his hands behind his head and leaned back in place. "Nah I think I would prefer an actual decent one handed sword, and I am gonna need something else custom made." Kavius reached into his pouch and handed over a small note. The metalsmith read the note and laughed loudly.

"Aye I can manage to have this done in an hour do doubt. Lucky for you I just need to adjust a few things on something I was working on previously for a customer that needed up tryin not to pay. But its gonna cost ya", The smith said as he wrote down a number on the other side of the note and handed it back to Kav. Kavius sighed, pulled out his entire money pouch, took out a few coins, and poured the rest of the pouch on the counter. The smith smiled and laughed heartily. "Up front eh? I like you! Be back in an hour and you can pick up the most reliable sword you have probably held in awhile, as well as your other thing.

 Kavius gave the smith a two handed salute and walked out of the store.

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Outfit = (A) 1 baggy black shirt
(B) 1 blue pants rolled up slightly at the bottom
(C) 1 pair of dark gray leather shoes
(D) 1 sheath and longsword
(E) 1 waist bound pouch = Money, small wrapped up string, a small amount of spherical candy. 
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 Kavius found a shady spot near a local hotspot that the natives seemed to enjoy and sat down. He would pop a piece of candy in his mouth eventually, taking a sip of a drink in a coconut he wasn't sure at all when he was handed. The natives seemed to really like involving tourists looking people in their activties. Multiple time Kavius had to fight the urge to slap a native once or twice, it did not matter how scantily dressed these people are or how nice they seem Kavius was starting to believe this is an island he would never return to if given a choice.