Harfik Human Monk
After descending to the hall and realizing he is one of the first to arrive Harfik sits cross legged, eyes closed, motionless but for the slight movement of his chest for several minutes before his arms start moving slowly through a practiced set of movements, each flowing into the next beginning small and increasing in size until the entire body is melded into the movements of the arms.
This continues and his body rises, at times his body supported by his hands, contorting his body into odd poses and holding them for a few seconds before moving on to the next. The movements gradually become faster, moments of complete relaxation broken by occasional bursts of power and speed, audible snaps as the fabric of his pants changes direction to keep up with his movements. All ending as his feet come together, his hands together before he bends at the hip in a low bow and as he returns to the upright position his eyes open.
Harfik eats and listens to what is said, adding his own comments when appropriate, getting to know his new traveling companions, knowing that his life will depend on them soon. As they leave everything but his spear and several small throwing weapons which are tucked into his chain are in the bag over his back.
On the way out of town and into the mountains he takes note of the sites and sounds of the city. Trying to get a feel for it's mood and the conditions in which it's people live. Noting the thin dirty boy stealing root vegetables form a cart as another argues with the merchant and the old woman yelling at a statue about how it needs to watch where it is going.
When they break for camp Harfik assists as much as the servants will allow but when they resist his help he leaves them too it.
When Prosper brings out the crossbow and cuts his sentence short Harfik looks to him.
"Please, continue, I would like to know what they say."
After descending to the hall and realizing he is one of the first to arrive Harfik sits cross legged, eyes closed, motionless but for the slight movement of his chest for several minutes before his arms start moving slowly through a practiced set of movements, each flowing into the next beginning small and increasing in size until the entire body is melded into the movements of the arms.
This continues and his body rises, at times his body supported by his hands, contorting his body into odd poses and holding them for a few seconds before moving on to the next. The movements gradually become faster, moments of complete relaxation broken by occasional bursts of power and speed, audible snaps as the fabric of his pants changes direction to keep up with his movements. All ending as his feet come together, his hands together before he bends at the hip in a low bow and as he returns to the upright position his eyes open.
Harfik eats and listens to what is said, adding his own comments when appropriate, getting to know his new traveling companions, knowing that his life will depend on them soon. As they leave everything but his spear and several small throwing weapons which are tucked into his chain are in the bag over his back.
On the way out of town and into the mountains he takes note of the sites and sounds of the city. Trying to get a feel for it's mood and the conditions in which it's people live. Noting the thin dirty boy stealing root vegetables form a cart as another argues with the merchant and the old woman yelling at a statue about how it needs to watch where it is going.
When they break for camp Harfik assists as much as the servants will allow but when they resist his help he leaves them too it.
When Prosper brings out the crossbow and cuts his sentence short Harfik looks to him.
"Please, continue, I would like to know what they say."