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<blockquote data-quote="frostrune" data-source="post: 3915227" data-attributes="member: 12272"><p>Jokad enjoyed his night of fame... or at least he thinks he did. He remembers a lot of drinks and food, slaps on the back and a riotous cacophony happy faces, bawdy signing, and even some dancing? 'Ugh. That must have been ugly,' he thinks.</p><p></p><p>One face does seem to stand out in his memory however: Garridan's daughter, Amryl. She seemed to always be nearby with a touch on the arm to offer another drink or platter of food. Her gaze occasionally seemed to linger overlong, or at least he wanted to remember it that way. Thinking of her sure made the mule inside his head stop kicking for a time a least.</p><p></p><p>Unfortunately, most of the next day was a struggle for the young Shoanti. He knew father Zantus needed his help but the world seemed to be moving by twice as fast as he was. His stomach was a little queasy and he found it hard to concentrate on anything for more than a few seconds. He made it through the short ceremony without any troubles and his day really took a turn for the better when a shy little girl of no more than seven found him hauling off debris behind the new cathedral.</p><p></p><p>Her dark skin and eyes marked her a daughter of the steppes and his heart skipped a beat when he recognized her as one of Garridan's youngest. She timidly aproached and wordlessly extended a small bundle wrapped in a red hand kerchief. <strong>"From my sister, Amryl</strong>," was all she said.</p><p></p><p>Jokad grinned from ear to ear as he knelt before the little girl and took the still warm bundle from her hands. <span style="color: DarkRed"> "Please tell your sister thanks for me,"</span> he says and gives her a wink.</p><p></p><p>As she ran off, he greedily devoured the still warm pastry. He then carefully tucked the red handkerchief into his belt.</p><p></p><p>He would have to make sure to find an excuse to visit the White Deer again VERY soon.</p><p></p><p>Smiling contently he got back to his work with renewed gusto. </p><p></p><p> </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>You exchange stories during the uneventful ride toward the woods and Jokad seems more than happy to talk of his far off homeland. He is child of a drier, harsher landscape where farming is all but unheard off. His people tend to migrate through rough scrub covered hills and rocky grasslands following herds of deer, wild goats, and thunder beasts (buffalo). Gozreh's bounty is scarce however and life can be hard and merciless at times. </p><p></p><p></p><p>He also openly talks of how he came to arrive in this little town and of the tragedy that befell his merchant party on the road (see his background in the rogues gallery if interested). </p><p></p><p>All in all, he seems in fine spirits and openly jokes with both Aldern and the rest of you. Some of the more genteel among you occassionally wince at his minor social faux pas (especially with Aldern) but if the nobleman notices he does not seem to take offense.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed">"Good shot, Sir!", </span> Jokad cheers. He too sensed the nobleman need a dose of confidence and he wanted to make sure he found something to complement him on. His excellent bow shot made an easy and obvious choice.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Jokad can't help but gawk at the beautiful exoitc woman. She is very different that anyone he has ever seen before and his interest isn't completly one of lust. But still... he probably looks a bit obvious and foolish.</p><p></p><p>When the ale is served he stands and offers a toast, <span style="color: DarkRed">"To our generous host and his steady hand. Huzzah!!" </span> He then downs his tankand in serval large frothing gulps.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="frostrune, post: 3915227, member: 12272"] Jokad enjoyed his night of fame... or at least he thinks he did. He remembers a lot of drinks and food, slaps on the back and a riotous cacophony happy faces, bawdy signing, and even some dancing? 'Ugh. That must have been ugly,' he thinks. One face does seem to stand out in his memory however: Garridan's daughter, Amryl. She seemed to always be nearby with a touch on the arm to offer another drink or platter of food. Her gaze occasionally seemed to linger overlong, or at least he wanted to remember it that way. Thinking of her sure made the mule inside his head stop kicking for a time a least. Unfortunately, most of the next day was a struggle for the young Shoanti. He knew father Zantus needed his help but the world seemed to be moving by twice as fast as he was. His stomach was a little queasy and he found it hard to concentrate on anything for more than a few seconds. He made it through the short ceremony without any troubles and his day really took a turn for the better when a shy little girl of no more than seven found him hauling off debris behind the new cathedral. Her dark skin and eyes marked her a daughter of the steppes and his heart skipped a beat when he recognized her as one of Garridan's youngest. She timidly aproached and wordlessly extended a small bundle wrapped in a red hand kerchief. [B]"From my sister, Amryl[/B]," was all she said. Jokad grinned from ear to ear as he knelt before the little girl and took the still warm bundle from her hands. [COLOR=DarkRed] "Please tell your sister thanks for me,"[/COLOR] he says and gives her a wink. As she ran off, he greedily devoured the still warm pastry. He then carefully tucked the red handkerchief into his belt. He would have to make sure to find an excuse to visit the White Deer again VERY soon. Smiling contently he got back to his work with renewed gusto. You exchange stories during the uneventful ride toward the woods and Jokad seems more than happy to talk of his far off homeland. He is child of a drier, harsher landscape where farming is all but unheard off. His people tend to migrate through rough scrub covered hills and rocky grasslands following herds of deer, wild goats, and thunder beasts (buffalo). Gozreh's bounty is scarce however and life can be hard and merciless at times. He also openly talks of how he came to arrive in this little town and of the tragedy that befell his merchant party on the road (see his background in the rogues gallery if interested). All in all, he seems in fine spirits and openly jokes with both Aldern and the rest of you. Some of the more genteel among you occassionally wince at his minor social faux pas (especially with Aldern) but if the nobleman notices he does not seem to take offense. [COLOR=DarkRed]"Good shot, Sir!", [/COLOR] Jokad cheers. He too sensed the nobleman need a dose of confidence and he wanted to make sure he found something to complement him on. His excellent bow shot made an easy and obvious choice. Jokad can't help but gawk at the beautiful exoitc woman. She is very different that anyone he has ever seen before and his interest isn't completly one of lust. But still... he probably looks a bit obvious and foolish. When the ale is served he stands and offers a toast, [COLOR=DarkRed]"To our generous host and his steady hand. Huzzah!!" [/COLOR] He then downs his tankand in serval large frothing gulps. [/QUOTE]
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