Leos Klien — Roleplayer Guild

Things had calmed considerably in the room now, Haserous appeared that he had no more boasts to shout and everyone in the room was, one by one, detailing their skills and what they were proficient in.
Valerion took another sip from his goblet and listened intently, making sure to make note of what each person had skills in, the first to speak was Nikloaus and Leonadius soon followed after, they both appeared to be close, or knew each other prior to this meeting.
Upon hearing the word inventor Valerion couldn't help but smile, over the years he had met many of those types, they were always ecstatic, as if the nine had but an infinite amount of energy in their body upon creation.
Valerion wasn't overly fond of those type of people,but they were a fearsome force in their own way, a welcome addition in Valerions mind.
The next to speak was the Khajiit, Rawlith' Dar his name was and a Khajiit with a large amount of sense too, something Valerion thought to be rare amongst their race as the ones he had seen were mostly bandits or skooma addicts. And then there was M'aiq, a filthy liar obsessed with calipers. So Rawlith Dar was the first Khajiit Valerion had met that he could call, somewhat respectable.
But what he ahd to say was very interesting, especially his plans to depart for the Whiterun hold area afterwards, as he had stumbled across a burial site over there.
Valerion had plans to go a ancient place called Labyirinthian after dealing with some dragons, so maybe it would be more prudent to stop off their with the Khajiit and then head towards the burial site?
Something he would have to broach with the Cathay later on.
Then the little girl, who was called Roze, and Dreet-Na spoke, both confirming Valerions suspicions on who and what they were; except Dreet-Na who had already detailed he was a mage also said how little he had in any combat magics, even destruction, although knowledge is said to be power, it cant penetrate a dragons scales.
Valerion had a few spell tomes left over from various expeditions, he thought in his mind- he would share some of them to make the scaly one of some use from the out-set.
Valerion placed his goblet down on the stone table and satreted shifting through his travel bag that was slung around his back.
Upon opening it it was filled with various items: some empty soul gems, a few primers on enchanting and poison making, a detailed and well used map on Skyrim which had markers littered all over it, and finally the very thing he was looking for, 3 books, 2 adorned with thew symbols of destruction on them and another showing the symbol of conjuration.

Valerion had acquired them from a travelling conjurer, he was quite powerful but never the less his magic failed to accomplish much on Valerion and he had killed him rather nastily, now that he recalled it.
Hamstringing him before tearing his throat out with his bare hands, and finally absorbing his soul before the life went out in his eyes. Smiling to himself, Valerion placed the 3 books on the table in front of him. One was a spell for Lightning bolt, a mid level spell, weak fireball with was a low level spell and finally summon Clanifear, a rather rare and complex summoning spell. These type of books became exceedingly rare after the Oblivion crisis, which was quite odd.

Before Valerion could call the Argonians name, he heard speaking in the main hall. It appeared that another member had arrived.
The new member soon appeared through the door just as Roze had finished speaking, and she quickly went in an introduced herself before sitting down promptly.
She hadn't really relinquished much about herself or her skills which in turn gave Valerion more information about her than she let on, she was evidently the type that didn't trust others easily, or rather took some time to do so and as well as that she was the type that let her actions speak for herself.
At least that was his interpretation of her lack of detail. For all he knew she could be a bit 'simple'.

Valerion looked over towards Dreet-Na who was staring at the new member, quill in hand and a disappointed look on his scaled face. Obviously displeased about the lacking amount he could document about her.
"Dreet-na." Valerion said breaking the silence of the room.
Valerion tapped the books and said "These are for you. May they serve you well."
Valerion placed them as close as he could to the Argonian without getting up and then turned his attention to he newcomer, who was named Saasi, a redguard by the looks of her.
She was adorned in a hardened and scarred leather armour, studded in various points and obviously meant for enough protection to prevent a swift killing blow, and not enough to weigh her down in a fight, a clever fighter Valerion mused, his own armour was fairly light irregardless of its Ebony weave, Valerion had learnt how to mould and work it into a composite with another metal, moonstone in this case, which still kept the sturdy, blade turning affects of Ebony plate but kept it light and maneuverable.
Unfortunately it couldn't be enchanted, he spent hours fruitlessly trying to embude various magics into it; all failed every method he could possibly think of didn't work.
Valerion could never fathom why, and still couldn't but the armour was good within itself, he liked its strength and he didn't have the ability to wear heavy armour, so it worked out well for him in the long run.

"Greetings Saasi, its a pleasure meeting you." Valerion was going to inquest on her lacking introduction but he couldn't be bothered with speaking at the minute, he was growing weary and he'd probably retire for some much needed rest shortly.

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