Now I don't know if I should have Tiberius go to the town or help Kaite.
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Oh snap, we gots an orc in town.
And also, the Storyteller replied to him.
Oh, I just thought that Ivan asked that out loud.
Don't jinx it man, I think the pace is just fine. It's the weekend, (at least where I am) after all.
I can't really tell if you're being serious or not.
Tiberius was absolutely taken aback by the events that transpired after his fateful wish. He should have put two and two together earlier, Eru was the first three letters in Erudessa's name so of course she had to be the one behind this right? When the image of the Angel faded from his skin, he looked at the ring again, with an inquisitive expression upon his face. It left more questions then answers to Tiberius. Who had sent him that letter? Had it been Erudessa or someone else entirely? It couldn't have been Erudessa, he hadn't even known her, right? These questions turned his face into a frown as he completely spaced out everything else that was going on in the room until Xen'Desh Idlindra stood in front of him and he snapped back into reality.
So, the old man wanted them to take the day off before beginning tomorrow? It was disappointing to say the least but Tiberius understood that some of the others probably saw it as a godsend. He only itched for answers to his questions and realized that he probably wouldn't find them here at least. Without saying a word, he bowed respectively, grabbed his helmet and left High Council Hill down the steps whence he came. He needed to be alone for a bit and process everything that was going on, so he put his helmet on and began walking.
His little walk took him next to a small pond with a willow tree drooping over its clear waters. Fish darted too and fro and all manner of other creatures could be seen as well. He went under the tree and unsheathed his sword, looked at it and remembered the first time he had killed. He sank to his knees, holding the sword with both hands now over top his knees and sat overlooking the pond. He shut his eyes and reflected upon the others that he had seen today, and Sadron's words came to mind.
"Xen'Desh Idlindra, I want you to lead this party, to bring hope and light to a war-torn world." He had never seen or met this man before but if Sadron picked him to be the leader, then he obviously had his reasons to do so. He wondered what he was capable of, he surely spoke with a sense of authority that only came with age and Tiberius reckoned he's probably seen many things. He just hoped he would be a good leader.
"Storyteller, I want you to record everything that transpires to the official history." The storyteller, an odd title for even odder man. Tiberius wondered if he even had a name. Regardless, he was sure the Storyteller was a capable man and a fighter. If not then he would be proven wrong in the coming days.
"Dionaea Sycamore, you shall be the party's scout, to guide them safely through the perils before them." The scout, nothing more then a young wood elf in appearance. Tiberius wondered if she had done anything like this before but would be more then happy to teach her a few things on personal protection. He was most worried about her actually and made a pact with himself, that he would look after her. It would probably help if he got to know her though.
"Laina Silverstide, you shall be the party's healer, to bring them home when all is done." So, she was to be the healer then? That helped explain the books she cared with her. She was one of the few that tried to strike up a conversation with the group and he had responded. She seemed nice, if a little naive and he would probably have to watch over her as well. She was also one of the few people that Tiberius was concerned about and he would probably watch over her and Dionaea, more so then the others.
"Kaitra Elzbrn, you shall be the party's first brawler, a mighty fist to crush their foes." Kaite. Her appearance and demeanor surprised him a little. She had been one of the only ones to ask about compensation and that slightly rubbed him the wrong way. Tiberius felt sorry for her, something must have happened to her to make her the way she was, as it always goes. He'd be looking forward to see how reliable she would be in battle
"Ivan Stormwall, you shall be the party's second brawler, a bolt from the gods to smite evildoers. Ivan looked like a capable warrior and a good person, at least from his appearance. Tiberius would also be looking forward to see how capable he was in the heat of battle.
"Zenovia Almire, you shall be the party's mage, the hand of the gods." Then there was Zenovia Almire. He hadn't really even seen her good enough to have an opinion of her, to be honest. He was so wrapped up in what was going on that it slipped from his mind. A mage though? Well, every party needs one of those he thought.
Then there was himself, the groups paladin. He would try his best to protect these people, regardless of how well he knew them or their personal backgrounds. If they went on this quest, then had their back, he just hoped they would have his when the time came. he breathed in deeply and prepared himself for the journey to come.
So, the old man wanted them to take the day off before beginning tomorrow? It was disappointing to say the least but Tiberius understood that some of the others probably saw it as a godsend. He only itched for answers to his questions and realized that he probably wouldn't find them here at least. Without saying a word, he bowed respectively, grabbed his helmet and left High Council Hill down the steps whence he came. He needed to be alone for a bit and process everything that was going on, so he put his helmet on and began walking.
His little walk took him next to a small pond with a willow tree drooping over its clear waters. Fish darted too and fro and all manner of other creatures could be seen as well. He went under the tree and unsheathed his sword, looked at it and remembered the first time he had killed. He sank to his knees, holding the sword with both hands now over top his knees and sat overlooking the pond. He shut his eyes and reflected upon the others that he had seen today, and Sadron's words came to mind.
"Xen'Desh Idlindra, I want you to lead this party, to bring hope and light to a war-torn world." He had never seen or met this man before but if Sadron picked him to be the leader, then he obviously had his reasons to do so. He wondered what he was capable of, he surely spoke with a sense of authority that only came with age and Tiberius reckoned he's probably seen many things. He just hoped he would be a good leader.
"Storyteller, I want you to record everything that transpires to the official history." The storyteller, an odd title for even odder man. Tiberius wondered if he even had a name. Regardless, he was sure the Storyteller was a capable man and a fighter. If not then he would be proven wrong in the coming days.
"Dionaea Sycamore, you shall be the party's scout, to guide them safely through the perils before them." The scout, nothing more then a young wood elf in appearance. Tiberius wondered if she had done anything like this before but would be more then happy to teach her a few things on personal protection. He was most worried about her actually and made a pact with himself, that he would look after her. It would probably help if he got to know her though.
"Laina Silverstide, you shall be the party's healer, to bring them home when all is done." So, she was to be the healer then? That helped explain the books she cared with her. She was one of the few that tried to strike up a conversation with the group and he had responded. She seemed nice, if a little naive and he would probably have to watch over her as well. She was also one of the few people that Tiberius was concerned about and he would probably watch over her and Dionaea, more so then the others.
"Kaitra Elzbrn, you shall be the party's first brawler, a mighty fist to crush their foes." Kaite. Her appearance and demeanor surprised him a little. She had been one of the only ones to ask about compensation and that slightly rubbed him the wrong way. Tiberius felt sorry for her, something must have happened to her to make her the way she was, as it always goes. He'd be looking forward to see how reliable she would be in battle
"Ivan Stormwall, you shall be the party's second brawler, a bolt from the gods to smite evildoers. Ivan looked like a capable warrior and a good person, at least from his appearance. Tiberius would also be looking forward to see how capable he was in the heat of battle.
"Zenovia Almire, you shall be the party's mage, the hand of the gods." Then there was Zenovia Almire. He hadn't really even seen her good enough to have an opinion of her, to be honest. He was so wrapped up in what was going on that it slipped from his mind. A mage though? Well, every party needs one of those he thought.
Then there was himself, the groups paladin. He would try his best to protect these people, regardless of how well he knew them or their personal backgrounds. If they went on this quest, then had their back, he just hoped they would have his when the time came. he breathed in deeply and prepared himself for the journey to come.
So I'm slightly confused. Does Tiberius have wings now? Or did I not read that correctly?
Tiberius did not say a word as he listened and gauged everyone's reactions. The loss of Erudessa pained him, she had been the High Elf responsible for looking after the humans and even though he had never met her, he respected her. He would help fight this 'warlock' for nothing more then to stop evil from spreading across the land and destroying innocent lives. That was enough motivation for him and he disapproved of how Kaite wanted compensation. It wasn't really the time or place for that. Protecting people was what he did with his life, and he would gladly do the same for these new people that were to stop this new threat.
When Sadron was done speaking, he just sat there, not really into the whole 'standing up' thing but a inquisitive look was on his face. He wanted to know more about this warlock and what Erudessa had been doing for her to meet him and death. But, at the mention of the chests all attention went to what was inside them. Since Tiberius had pretty much everything he needed already on him, he took little and only what he truly required.
To his surprise, Laina asked him an odd question. The rings? Oh right, the rings mentioned in his letter! He was supposed to test it out or something along that line before the others received there's or that was what he thought at least.
"A ring? How odd, I'm sure its nothing." He said nervously. What was he supposed to do? He could tell them, probably but was it a good idea?
Then everyone else found their ring and the Storyteller even said the word inscribed upon it but not the wish to follow up. It must only work that way.
He sighed then spoke aloud, "I believe I can explain the mysterious ring. You see, I was given a letter yesterday before I received the invitation to this meeting. In this letter it stated I would be receiving the letter to the meeting and the ring. It was right after all, and now I stand before you here. I don't believe it to be evil in anyway but merely a gift for this quest." He paused letting that information sink in.
"Its magical after all and will grant a wish. First you must say the word inscribed in it and then state your wish. So that you all know I'm telling the truth, I will demonstrate. By the way, good job Storyteller, the letter specifically states not tell Sadron but I guess it would be unavoidable given the circumstances."
He looked slightly nervous and took in a deep breath before continuing, "Okay, here goes nothing. Eru, I wish for whoever created these rings to come forth and reveal themselves, please."
He looked around waiting for something to happen.
When Sadron was done speaking, he just sat there, not really into the whole 'standing up' thing but a inquisitive look was on his face. He wanted to know more about this warlock and what Erudessa had been doing for her to meet him and death. But, at the mention of the chests all attention went to what was inside them. Since Tiberius had pretty much everything he needed already on him, he took little and only what he truly required.
To his surprise, Laina asked him an odd question. The rings? Oh right, the rings mentioned in his letter! He was supposed to test it out or something along that line before the others received there's or that was what he thought at least.
"A ring? How odd, I'm sure its nothing." He said nervously. What was he supposed to do? He could tell them, probably but was it a good idea?
Then everyone else found their ring and the Storyteller even said the word inscribed upon it but not the wish to follow up. It must only work that way.
He sighed then spoke aloud, "I believe I can explain the mysterious ring. You see, I was given a letter yesterday before I received the invitation to this meeting. In this letter it stated I would be receiving the letter to the meeting and the ring. It was right after all, and now I stand before you here. I don't believe it to be evil in anyway but merely a gift for this quest." He paused letting that information sink in.
"Its magical after all and will grant a wish. First you must say the word inscribed in it and then state your wish. So that you all know I'm telling the truth, I will demonstrate. By the way, good job Storyteller, the letter specifically states not tell Sadron but I guess it would be unavoidable given the circumstances."
He looked slightly nervous and took in a deep breath before continuing, "Okay, here goes nothing. Eru, I wish for whoever created these rings to come forth and reveal themselves, please."
He looked around waiting for something to happen.
@Lord Zee
They aren't dangerous are they?
They shouldn't be.
The rings are from Tiberius?
And no, they are not from Tiberius sadly.
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