Ari[sblock]
Continued from last post
I apologize; this is not as well written and focused as the last one was! I have also not done as well with the personification of the NPC's as I'd like.
Parties
The graduation party your parents threw for you was grand as you have been told, full of music, wine, and laughter. Family, friends and whole lot of people that you have never met before, clergy, nobles, business men and women, scholars, classmates, teachers and anyone else that might have met you or your family along the way. There were so many people and so many that wanted to talk to you and make offers to you that the entire party seemed to flash by you in a singular blurred moment. People that you talk you about the party all tell you something new about what happened there. You do not seem to remember anything of it. You can if you try really hard but it ends up a massive blur of faces and offers and confusion.
There were two people that you expected to see at the party or at any time after graduation for atleast just a moment and they are your Aureon mentor, Frallan, and Professor Finnegan. Since your graduation you have not seen or heard of either of them. Whenever you have gone to the University or to the Cathedral for paperwork or to talk to someone neither of them were there. Either class was canceled or you just missed them. It almost feels as though they might be avoiding you which seems to be strange!
Father Frallan has taken a very keen interest in you and your development since he agreed to mentor you. He is an aged human male of some 60 well aged years, with brown eyes and white hair swept back smooth. It was not easy for your parents to arrange for your very own Priest of Aureon tutor. When he accepted he dove into you and your religious studies with exuberance. He was there to tutor you and he was going to make the best of your time together, and hopefully you will take an interest in "ministering the flock". "
You have a lot of potential, Ari, that needs to be tempered with humility and grounded in earthly things. Life is not all about stylish clothes, fabulous parties, or even about gathering knowledge. It is about what you can do with this knowledge. All of the knowledge in the world is usless if you hoard it and do nothing with it."
The aged sage has been a little taken aback by how little you need him to learn Aureon's ways. Your family has hired him but sometimes he is not sure why. You will hear him say something in a language that you are not familiar with when ever you complete his sentences "Arsith d'francisth Airns!" Frallan served as Hospitaler during the war healing anyone that needed it. Brelish, Aundairan, Karnathan. He did not care. War has horrible and anyone that was in it deserved a chance to survive it and learn from it. He eventually grew tired of all of the bloodshed and senselessness of it all. Egomaniacy is what it was. Libraries had been destroyed and so much knowledge lost for what. You have seen him cry once when you mentioned the Library of Carthisis that
was found on the border of Thrane and Aundair between Wrogar Keep and the Starpeaks. He had spent a lot of time there and it was a great bastion of knowledge that was destroyed by Audairan and Thrane conflict. He openly scoffs at the dragons and their sly little dragon prophesy that none of them understand. He is pretty that it is a rumor, pure myth. He or no-one the he knows has not see anything of this Draconic Prophesy. "
A dragons' game with men. Hrrrumph!"
Professor Aglarond Finnigan, Professor of Social Psychology, Brew Master Extraordinaire, and most proudly a Dwarf. One of the most fun Professors in all of Wynarn. He loves social interaction and to study and predict social interactions on a national and social level. People can be so predictable when you know them. "
Mob mentality is a dangerous thing. Just look at Thrane and their Lycanthrope Purge. How much sense did that make?" He likes to sneak a drink or 4 during class and when you two were working together he was more than happy to share some of his home brewed dwarven spirits call "Rock Juice" with you. He has a small still in the back room of his office where he has been brewing this personal favorite since his first days of tenure some 10 years or so past. In his spare time he brews ales, wines and other spirits for a local taverns, but he has never sold his Rock Juice to anyone. That he keeps to himself.
Many of your meetings with him were at the
Rolling Rock which he is part owner of. It is a meduim size inn that has decent food and excellent alcohol. It is run and owned by his younger brother and parents. The clientele is mostly dwarves with a few non-dwarf regulars which include a halfling, and few half-orcs which are usually looking for a fight and the dwarves are usually more than happy to comply. It is usually a dour and quiet place but when the dwarves get stirred the singing or fighting can be so lound that very timbers rumble with the noise which can be heard several streets down. The constables don't even bother coming to anything that happens there as the clientele usually take care of everything themselves.
Sometimes he will take barrel of spirits to stand on and drink from and go out and give a speech on a random topic and turn it something serious and find a need to take action He will then see what the people will do and say. His speeches are serious and filled with fire, but sometimes it is hard to take serious a man who is passionate about the social instabilities caused by selling Toys near open public establishments especially when there are Children present.
Message
The days of the last week have been long as your furture lies before you full of possibility and glory. What now? What comes next? What is Aureon's plan? Does he have one for me?
You find yourself standing facing your bed with your hand on a packed upright suitcase that you do not remember packing. You realize there is an envelope with your name on it next to the suitcase.
Your family is out and about doing family business. Your father is gifted carpenter and your family business has burgeoned into a flurry of late night and hard work. He oversees about 4 other apprentices that help with creating furniture under his watchfull and critical eyes. Your mother helps to take care of business as well and has recently arranged a shipping deal allowing them to sell their wares to other parts of Aundair. Since you have been in college over the last few years you have not been to the business but a hand full of times and things have changed a lot since you have been in school.[/sblock]
