Time: 10am Location: Gakhumi’s Tavern - Ironhold Interactions: Rue[@Potter] Bowyn [@Helo] Equipment:. basic travel pack, medical pack, foot soldier armor, foot soldier shield and weapons. 830 Amas The young soldier watched the interaction between the two fairies with interested. He could tell that there seemed to be some history there. The lad’s fair face painted with a myriad of emotions before setting again. Arn was not the most savvy when it came to matters of relationships. His duties as a medic allowed him to meet many people but he did not form any bonds due to his very real fear of losing them to death. The dwarven soldier's line of work lent itself for these types of situations. The look on the lad’s face, one of worry and concern for his acquaintance, gave off a hint that it was not that much different that Arn’s own misgivings. The medic was thankful for his training and experience in the battle field. He had nursed many soldiers back form the brink of death and he had helped many more pass on to the eternal feast on the halls of their forebears. It never became easier. Yet, it had allowed him to be empathetic of emotional distress as much as physical distress. The wounds of the soul were harder to mend than those of the body and it had much longer implications. [color=00aeef]“Bowyn, winter fairy and provider of poor advice. If you're going to help the light elves, I wish to join.”[/color] Arn raised his own tankard and nodded with a slight smile towards the fairy. He took a gulp of his own drink to show comradery but he could not help to think that a man who so readily takes to the drink and so readily runs towards battle is actually fighting a different type of war. One that the young dwarf knew could not be won without self forgiveness. The medic watched the interaction between the two over the rim of his tankard. He blended into the background knowing that the history that the two shared needed to be reconciled before anything else happened. Bowy’s speech gave many answers to the questions that had started to form in the analytical mind of the young solider. He imagined that a fairy loosing their wings was equivalent to a dwarf having to shave his beard after they had brought shame to their family. It was like loosing a part of oneself. It would explain the mental state of the lad. He felt bad for the lad but he wondered why he would think that the lass, if she was truly his friend, would care? The softness in his white haired companion’s voice betrayed a concern and closeness with the young lady that touched Arn. The question was not a simple small talk question. It carried with it a desire to hear that the other was well and safe. A sentiment that was doubly valuable with the impending war looming over every one’s head. Rue’s bubbly and sweet personality was one that would make sense to want to protect. The horrors of war could easily change that positive outlook. Arn wondered if perhaps Bowyn had been like her once. A great pang of regret filled the dwarf and he took another swig of his drink to push the knot he felt starting to form in his stomach. He knew it was wistful thinking trying to protect or heal everybody but he could not help it. When the food arrived, and thankfully more drink, he slipped some coins to the bar maid. He figured he was the unofficial host seeing that the two fairies were in his home turf. He also slipped an extra ama to the perceptive bar maid for bringing another round of drinks. It would certainly help judging by the direction he conversation was going. To preempt any argument about the bill, the young medic gently pushed the amas back towards Rue and he raised a tankard. [color=0054a6] “I hope you don’t mind but I insist you let the drink and food be my treat. Consider it me paying back the pleasure of your company. To both of your health.”[/color] He said downing a good gulp of mead. He whipped his mouth and then set his drink down. [color=0054a6]“Now, Mister Bowyn, you mentioned accompanying me and joining in the fight. Honestly, I can’t really prevent you from travelling where you wish. IF that be in the same direction as I then that is just coincidence. If I am completely honest, I would welcome the company.”[/color] He turned and smiled awkwardly to Rue. [color=0054a6]“Yours as well of course miss”[/color] Clearing his throat he continued.[color=0054a6] “It was not in jest when I asked you how one goes about meeting royalty.”[/color] His face lost a bit of its smile. The task that he had been given was simple enough. Meet up with Princess Annya and offer her any help she required. The execution of that mandate however, was going to be harder than he figured. He looked at Bowyn. [color=0054a6]“If nothing else, I am sure that Princess Annya would welcome your assistance. I fear that troops will mobilize soon.”[/color] His countenance fell even more. The legions would more than likely start moving. Dwarves were not well equipped at fighting magic in the open field but he was sure that the upper leadership would provide some soldiers to the alliance while the Homeguard safe guarded the motherland. [color=0054a6]“I do not mean to be rude, but while I truly do relish the pleasure of meeting you. I fear that I do not have as much time as I would like to sit here and get to know each other. I must catch a Helius to River Port. As I have already stated, I would be more than happy to have you as travelling companions.”[/color] The young soldier offered them a warm smile. He was not truly sure why he was inviting them on this secret mission but it could be that he was still rocked by the discovery of his heritage and the sudden weight on his shoulders. He felt alone and somehow he felt that fate had brought him and these two fairies together. [hider=expenses] Items bought: Meal-5 Amas Drinks X 5-5 Amas Tip-1 Ama Total expenditure=11 Amas[/hider]