I hope your holding on cause it's going to be double the trouble. ;P
lol you are killing me smalls...I hope not literally though we have had a good run lol.
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lol you are killing me smalls...I hope not literally though we have had a good run lol.
Oh no, now we have some dark sisters on the loose? lol.
Time:7 PM
Location: River Port
Interactions:, Rue @Potter Bowyn @Helo
Equipment: basic travel pack, medical pack, and weapons. 809 Amas.
The pretty winter fairy lass offered him such a wide beautiful smile that Arn could not help but mimic the action. It looked weird on his face though. Dwarves don’t tend to smile and only show their mirth in rowdy guffaws and loud chortles. His new discovery that was spreading across his face was short lived however by Bowyns well aimed retort.
“Arn, if you’re uncomfortable with a lady paying your way just say so.”
The suggestion confused the young soldier. He had not implied he felt any sort of awkwardness or misgivings at a lady purchasing him items. Despite the dwarven race strong affinity for rules and regulations steeped in custom and ritual, equality could be seen as men and women served side by side locking shields or forging them.
He was about to reply that he was just trying to follow Bowyn’s previous statement regarding throwing money around and accepting gifts from people he hardly knew. Did that rule only apply to the dwarf? Arn knew that dealing with other cultures would lead to misunderstandings but he had hoped he could be a quick study. Based on the tone in the white haired lad’s tone, he was not doing so good. So, instead of voicing his confusion he just gave the fairy an understanding nod.
“Politeness is a waste of time. Just be honest, direct, and anyone who holds that against you isn’t worth the time.”
The frown of confusion only deepened on the young dwarf’s face as Bowyn continued. How was politeness a waste of time? He felt Rue deserved being addressed with consideration. She was after all a lady. The other thing that confused him was that he felt he WAS being direct and honest. He had told them no lie. He had not offered any hidden motives. Dwarves prided themselves in their honesty and logical outlook. In fact, it was this very ethic that prevented any emotional damage from the blunt young fairy.
“You are correct about being direct and honest Bowyn. However, I disagree with you in the matter of politeness. This sentiment is the bare minimum of consideration for a fellow sentient being. If one can’t even endeavor to do that then the higher requirements of respect, friendship, and love would be harder to achieve.” The medic shrugged. “That is of course, my own view. You need not agree or share it. Nor I do I have to do the same to yours though knowing it is appreciated.”
The dwarf followed the pair of Winter fairies as he had done from their arrival, a few steps behind. He felt that those onlookers would bypass him to gawk at the attractive pair before him. Why look at a short stocky man when they could gaze upon the ivory like skin and snowy hair. The eyes of both were very stark too. Rue’s held a glimmer of joy that was contagious. In the same manner, the darkness that inhabited Bowy’s hues was haunting. There were scars there that matched or were greater than those in the lad’s back.
The Inn by the Sea was no fancy or impressive building. After all, it was meant to house travelers or sea farers. The walls were sturdy and based on the ruckus at the tavern area, the drinks were stout. The young soldier did not say anything when Rue paid for their rooms. He wanted to show the fiery ice lad that he had not issues with being gifted and definitely by a lady. Indeed, Arn made it a point to show his gratitude. “Thank you for the kind gesture miss Rue. You must allow me to treat you both.” He looked in Bowyn’s direction to show he meant to include the lad. “To the next meal, whatever that maybe. I intend to eat after our conversation. Now that my stomach has settled from the trip, I feel famished.” A polite smile was offered.
Again he followed the fairies who in turn followed the Innkeeper upstairs towards their room. The white haired lad would be surprised to know that Arn also enjoyed the outside. Having been a soldier for decades, there were very few times he had been the pleasure of a bed. Even now, his pack held his sleeping blanket and pad. The dwarf had always pondered looking at the sky overhead. The cold environment of the mountains sometimes lent themselves for skies so clear it seemed as if you were looking at a glass ceiling.
Walking behind the pair, the young medic could not detect the tensing of the winter fairy lad. Now that he thought about it, Rue had only paid for two rooms….It was only logical that the two males would sleep in the same room. Had this been done on purpose by the lovely lass? Of the three, she seemed to the be the most cheery. Was she trying to force interaction between the two boys? Arn shook his head. He was overthinking this. The winter lady probably did it out of habit. What would Bowyn think? Perhaps he should rent his own room. But would this be an affront to Rue who as so happy to pay for their berthing? Again, the dwarf shook his head as if it was being plagued by mosquitoes.
If he had known that Bowyn had been considerate enough to swallow his own discomfort in favor of those of his companions, a smile would have appeared on the young soldier’s face. His gut told him that Bowyn’s behavior was a shield to keep others out and to protect himself from further pain. This meant that the pain the young lad had already experienced was so great that there was need to prevent any further intrusion. The trio finally arrived at the room. He followed the two fairies and the wolf in.
The beast was so well behaved that it deserved praise. There was almost a humanoid intelligence. Except for the odd following of it’s nose, Moony seemed to be quite at home indoors. At least, to the dwarf who did not know him. He figured a wild animal would be scared or at the least cautious but perhaps the happy attitude of Rue was felt by the wolf. After all, it was believed that animals could sense feelings. No sooner had they all settled down and the door closed behind them, than Bowyn asked directly again.
“So what’s the big secret, Arn? Are you actually fifty pixies hiding in a dwarf outfit?”
Arn shook his head. “No secret Bowyn. At least, nothing as comical as what you suggest.” The young dwarf offered both faries a slight smile to show he was trying to be relaxed and open with them. He proceeded to tell them about his new found parentage and the mission he had been given. “The reason why I withheld information was due to not being too sure if I could trust you. However, my gut is telling me that in this time, we need to learn to trust.” He shrugged. “So now you know, I apologize if my mistrust offended you.” He waited. Wondering what sort of reaction his story would have from them.
Location: River Port
Interactions:, Rue @Potter Bowyn @Helo
Equipment: basic travel pack, medical pack, and weapons. 809 Amas.
The pretty winter fairy lass offered him such a wide beautiful smile that Arn could not help but mimic the action. It looked weird on his face though. Dwarves don’t tend to smile and only show their mirth in rowdy guffaws and loud chortles. His new discovery that was spreading across his face was short lived however by Bowyns well aimed retort.
“Arn, if you’re uncomfortable with a lady paying your way just say so.”
The suggestion confused the young soldier. He had not implied he felt any sort of awkwardness or misgivings at a lady purchasing him items. Despite the dwarven race strong affinity for rules and regulations steeped in custom and ritual, equality could be seen as men and women served side by side locking shields or forging them.
He was about to reply that he was just trying to follow Bowyn’s previous statement regarding throwing money around and accepting gifts from people he hardly knew. Did that rule only apply to the dwarf? Arn knew that dealing with other cultures would lead to misunderstandings but he had hoped he could be a quick study. Based on the tone in the white haired lad’s tone, he was not doing so good. So, instead of voicing his confusion he just gave the fairy an understanding nod.
“Politeness is a waste of time. Just be honest, direct, and anyone who holds that against you isn’t worth the time.”
The frown of confusion only deepened on the young dwarf’s face as Bowyn continued. How was politeness a waste of time? He felt Rue deserved being addressed with consideration. She was after all a lady. The other thing that confused him was that he felt he WAS being direct and honest. He had told them no lie. He had not offered any hidden motives. Dwarves prided themselves in their honesty and logical outlook. In fact, it was this very ethic that prevented any emotional damage from the blunt young fairy.
“You are correct about being direct and honest Bowyn. However, I disagree with you in the matter of politeness. This sentiment is the bare minimum of consideration for a fellow sentient being. If one can’t even endeavor to do that then the higher requirements of respect, friendship, and love would be harder to achieve.” The medic shrugged. “That is of course, my own view. You need not agree or share it. Nor I do I have to do the same to yours though knowing it is appreciated.”
The dwarf followed the pair of Winter fairies as he had done from their arrival, a few steps behind. He felt that those onlookers would bypass him to gawk at the attractive pair before him. Why look at a short stocky man when they could gaze upon the ivory like skin and snowy hair. The eyes of both were very stark too. Rue’s held a glimmer of joy that was contagious. In the same manner, the darkness that inhabited Bowy’s hues was haunting. There were scars there that matched or were greater than those in the lad’s back.
The Inn by the Sea was no fancy or impressive building. After all, it was meant to house travelers or sea farers. The walls were sturdy and based on the ruckus at the tavern area, the drinks were stout. The young soldier did not say anything when Rue paid for their rooms. He wanted to show the fiery ice lad that he had not issues with being gifted and definitely by a lady. Indeed, Arn made it a point to show his gratitude. “Thank you for the kind gesture miss Rue. You must allow me to treat you both.” He looked in Bowyn’s direction to show he meant to include the lad. “To the next meal, whatever that maybe. I intend to eat after our conversation. Now that my stomach has settled from the trip, I feel famished.” A polite smile was offered.
Again he followed the fairies who in turn followed the Innkeeper upstairs towards their room. The white haired lad would be surprised to know that Arn also enjoyed the outside. Having been a soldier for decades, there were very few times he had been the pleasure of a bed. Even now, his pack held his sleeping blanket and pad. The dwarf had always pondered looking at the sky overhead. The cold environment of the mountains sometimes lent themselves for skies so clear it seemed as if you were looking at a glass ceiling.
Walking behind the pair, the young medic could not detect the tensing of the winter fairy lad. Now that he thought about it, Rue had only paid for two rooms….It was only logical that the two males would sleep in the same room. Had this been done on purpose by the lovely lass? Of the three, she seemed to the be the most cheery. Was she trying to force interaction between the two boys? Arn shook his head. He was overthinking this. The winter lady probably did it out of habit. What would Bowyn think? Perhaps he should rent his own room. But would this be an affront to Rue who as so happy to pay for their berthing? Again, the dwarf shook his head as if it was being plagued by mosquitoes.
If he had known that Bowyn had been considerate enough to swallow his own discomfort in favor of those of his companions, a smile would have appeared on the young soldier’s face. His gut told him that Bowyn’s behavior was a shield to keep others out and to protect himself from further pain. This meant that the pain the young lad had already experienced was so great that there was need to prevent any further intrusion. The trio finally arrived at the room. He followed the two fairies and the wolf in.
The beast was so well behaved that it deserved praise. There was almost a humanoid intelligence. Except for the odd following of it’s nose, Moony seemed to be quite at home indoors. At least, to the dwarf who did not know him. He figured a wild animal would be scared or at the least cautious but perhaps the happy attitude of Rue was felt by the wolf. After all, it was believed that animals could sense feelings. No sooner had they all settled down and the door closed behind them, than Bowyn asked directly again.
“So what’s the big secret, Arn? Are you actually fifty pixies hiding in a dwarf outfit?”
Arn shook his head. “No secret Bowyn. At least, nothing as comical as what you suggest.” The young dwarf offered both faries a slight smile to show he was trying to be relaxed and open with them. He proceeded to tell them about his new found parentage and the mission he had been given. “The reason why I withheld information was due to not being too sure if I could trust you. However, my gut is telling me that in this time, we need to learn to trust.” He shrugged. “So now you know, I apologize if my mistrust offended you.” He waited. Wondering what sort of reaction his story would have from them.
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Forum: General Interest Checks
@TheMerlin Would the current Dragonier's know Agememnar personally perhaps? Like did they all go to the same academy or is each nation responsible for training their own dragoniers?
If so, Would my rider have known Queen Sifa? I did not know how elite our rider's were. Maybe even a caste like the samurai? I am guessing since the age of peace the numbers had dwindled some since there is not really any need for them.
I was wondering if my character was not on good terms with the rest of the Elven nobles and dragoniers because he decided to rescue the Priestesses that ministered to the World Tree, mainly his sister.
If so, Would my rider have known Queen Sifa? I did not know how elite our rider's were. Maybe even a caste like the samurai? I am guessing since the age of peace the numbers had dwindled some since there is not really any need for them.
I was wondering if my character was not on good terms with the rest of the Elven nobles and dragoniers because he decided to rescue the Priestesses that ministered to the World Tree, mainly his sister.
BTW no Hiatus for me. I was not advanced so no worries about six weeks absence lol
BTW I will not be going on my hiatus as I did not advance. so I am here yet lol
@deia876lat lol, I dare say you sound like you would be dangerous without sleep lol.
I posted, I know it is not much but hopefully it moves the story along.
I posted, I know it is not much but hopefully it moves the story along.
The young mage and knight mounted her teal colored wyrm when she appeared out of the skies. A lot of training must have gone into the mount to enable it to return to her master even despite the hell that was happening around them. Distress was clearly painted on the mount’s face as it reacted to every noise and explosion. Alexa gave it a thankful and comforting pat on the pretty teal scaly neck. “Damn, you got her trained good sweet cheeks. I don’t know if I would have come back to get you if I was her.”
The blonde knight scoffed. “Well I am glad she does not think like you coward. Now come on, there is no time to loose. Captain Venray will need our help.” In a practiced and efficient manner, the pretty knight jumped onto the seat. An exasperated look told Tobi that he needed to hurry up. “Alright, geez. Do you even have a plan? Infatuation and recklessness don’t tend to hold up against guns and magic you know.” He gave her sarcastic look.
As soon as he was settled, his arms wrapped maybe way too tight around her midsection, the pair took off from the deck. The wyrm seemed to calm some with the strong, confident hands of Alexa on the reins. Her blue eyes searched the skies for hazards and looked towards the juggernaut of a ship where the two Venray lords were located. From behind her, Tobi asked again into her hear. “Seriously, do you have a plan?”
Looking down, the two young soldiers saw the battle unfold under them. However, this was done in burst because they had to evade air to air explosions and the odd attack from a Viemese aboard one of those annoying air craft. Suddenly, Alexa had and idea so she turned to Tobi to be heard. “Mage, are you able to fly one of those?” She pointed to the small craft. “Yeah, I suppose so. and call me Tobi. That is my proper name you know.” The young mage sounded not entirely sure despite his words. “Good, we will commandeer one. Neither of them will be happy about this but we are going to rescue them.”
Tobi rolled his eyes and exhaled exasperated. In his opinion, nobody ever thanked those that saved them against their will but Arn HAD asked them to retrieve Tyrhallan and apparently the silver haired knight would not leave without the older black armored knight. “Fine, but if you have been paying attention, we will only have one chance to do this. If that strong bastard they are fighiting catches us we will be dead meat for sure. Now lets go ahead and find us a ride you crazy girl.” In his mind he wondered why the hot girls were always crazy.
Soon enough their target came to them. One of the Vieamese single craft had them in their sights. While the wyrm was fast, it was not faster than the craft. However, even though no plan passed between them, the two pre-empted the other. Tobi shot a strong beam of light to blind the driver. A back flip of the teal wyrm and he fell upon the other man utilizing a burst of air to blow the armored enemy at the last second. “Ok blondie, now what?” Just as he asked, the two suddenly saw Tyrhallan on the grasp of the enhanced enemy.
“Noooo!” Alexa shouted as she spurred her mount onward. Having a bit of difficulty, due to the unfamiliar controls, Tobi was a few moments behind the pretty Brightblade. “There she goes again…half cocked and all emotion.” The young mage said but with an obvious smile on his face. Her reckless behaviour seemed to be alluring.
Thankflly to all of them, Arn was not far behind. Through Eilis, he sensed Tyrhallan’s life force flicker for a second. Like Alexa, he spurred his mount forward. Fate was bringing all of them together but would it prove to be their end?
The blonde knight scoffed. “Well I am glad she does not think like you coward. Now come on, there is no time to loose. Captain Venray will need our help.” In a practiced and efficient manner, the pretty knight jumped onto the seat. An exasperated look told Tobi that he needed to hurry up. “Alright, geez. Do you even have a plan? Infatuation and recklessness don’t tend to hold up against guns and magic you know.” He gave her sarcastic look.
As soon as he was settled, his arms wrapped maybe way too tight around her midsection, the pair took off from the deck. The wyrm seemed to calm some with the strong, confident hands of Alexa on the reins. Her blue eyes searched the skies for hazards and looked towards the juggernaut of a ship where the two Venray lords were located. From behind her, Tobi asked again into her hear. “Seriously, do you have a plan?”
Looking down, the two young soldiers saw the battle unfold under them. However, this was done in burst because they had to evade air to air explosions and the odd attack from a Viemese aboard one of those annoying air craft. Suddenly, Alexa had and idea so she turned to Tobi to be heard. “Mage, are you able to fly one of those?” She pointed to the small craft. “Yeah, I suppose so. and call me Tobi. That is my proper name you know.” The young mage sounded not entirely sure despite his words. “Good, we will commandeer one. Neither of them will be happy about this but we are going to rescue them.”
Tobi rolled his eyes and exhaled exasperated. In his opinion, nobody ever thanked those that saved them against their will but Arn HAD asked them to retrieve Tyrhallan and apparently the silver haired knight would not leave without the older black armored knight. “Fine, but if you have been paying attention, we will only have one chance to do this. If that strong bastard they are fighiting catches us we will be dead meat for sure. Now lets go ahead and find us a ride you crazy girl.” In his mind he wondered why the hot girls were always crazy.
Soon enough their target came to them. One of the Vieamese single craft had them in their sights. While the wyrm was fast, it was not faster than the craft. However, even though no plan passed between them, the two pre-empted the other. Tobi shot a strong beam of light to blind the driver. A back flip of the teal wyrm and he fell upon the other man utilizing a burst of air to blow the armored enemy at the last second. “Ok blondie, now what?” Just as he asked, the two suddenly saw Tyrhallan on the grasp of the enhanced enemy.
“Noooo!” Alexa shouted as she spurred her mount onward. Having a bit of difficulty, due to the unfamiliar controls, Tobi was a few moments behind the pretty Brightblade. “There she goes again…half cocked and all emotion.” The young mage said but with an obvious smile on his face. Her reckless behaviour seemed to be alluring.
Thankflly to all of them, Arn was not far behind. Through Eilis, he sensed Tyrhallan’s life force flicker for a second. Like Alexa, he spurred his mount forward. Fate was bringing all of them together but would it prove to be their end?
And woe to the poor bastard that wakes me....
this was epic lol. Yeah, its meant to mess with you and make you irritable and forgetfull etc. But it is just a game, one that must be played. But this is only IF I get advanced.
Is it technically my turn? I was not sure since the story was more Tyrhallan driven. I guess I could have Tobi and Alexa join the the fray but I fear they would be more hampering than helping.
The young Shield Hero was a quick study. It stemmed from his awe and interest at things that he had never imagined possible in his life. This whole world was technically that but he had always been an inquisitive person. Unlike his younger brother, Fer had not been able to spend his days behind a book. If he had been given the opportunity to accompany Auriel while visiting the great library, he would have been in heaven. Knowledge was something that drew him. Thus, he was more than willing to learn anything that not only would scratch that itch but could also help him learn to be more useful.
Certain examples or references that Cole gave were lost on him but what he could grasp was committed to memory. A few nods and okays let the other lad know that he had his full attention. The young shield was especially interested in the leveling and enhancing mentions. He was not dumb. He knew that they were getting stronger. You could almost feel it. Having a numerical representation however, made it the more real.
Like his companion, Fer was itching to see how they both stacked against the monsters of the waves. This was double edged wish however. What if the monsters that they were to fight were so far out of their league that the effort would be herculean. Based on the fighting prowess he had seen from Rayla and Marcino, it was not hard to imagine that the two heroes still needed quite a bit to learn.
The shield grunted at Cole’s probably very accurate appraisal of their mercenary tag along. “You are probably very right there buddy. Marcino is after all a mercenary. His loyalty is probably depended on the amount of gold given to him. While I don’t think he is a man without scruples, I do think that his loyalty should be taken with a grain of salt.” Fer shrugged. “I think it is best to keep our full trust only to each other and our winged companion.”
He looked around again. “Speaking of which, where is she? I am sure that her assistance in the subduing of Rayla should be recognized.” His attention was brought back to his companion as Cole tried to pep him up. A chuckle escaped the young shield.
“Don’t worry Cole, I am not going to go and cry myself into a slump in a corner somewhere. Knowing my shortcomings is important for me to grow. I just don’t know how to do that efficiently and in my eyes, I am not doing it quickly.” He patted his friend on the shoulder. “Don’t worry. I will willingly be your shield and this country’s or world or whatever. I was given this.” He raised his arm where the jewled bracer sat, “for some reason. I just hope whoever made the choice had a good reason.”
That reason seemed even more vague when Cole told him about the previous wearer of the Shield. “Well, I guess it does not help to dwell on the troubles of the past. For whatever reason, I am the wielder of the Shield now. No reason wondering what was wrong with the old wearer and no reason wondering if there may be something faulty with me. I think our goal is pretty simple actually. Fight the waves and survive.”
The two heroes were interrupted by another example of the strange fantasy world they had been summoned to. The man in silver armor was straight from the drawings of the books his younger brother like to read. Fer nodded his readiness and followed beside Cole. He felt he needed to show his friend that he would stand beside him and in doing so, ease the pressure that the Sword probably felt as being the defacto leader. At least, that was probably what the small folk and the King wanted. The look of the knight was not lost on Fer. Just what the hell had happened in the past for the people to have such contempt, distrust, and dislike of him merely for being the wielder of the Shield? This was a mystery that he felt he needed to solve.
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