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[AU] Stone Bones

dead_radish said:
*Per usual, Kelthet enters last, behind the rest of the group. He surveys the room upon entering, noting anything out of the ordinary, then stands near the doorway, letting the more outgoing members of the group deal with things. As he stands there, he sings quietly to himself, and an eldritch flickering alternatively surrounds him and disappears. He pays little attention to the actual discussions going on.*

*If there is room Atlas enters befor Kelthet.*
 

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*Phaern, you take a quick glance at the knick-knacks, noticing some small animals carved out of semi-precious gems, a couple jeweled daggers, one with a white metal blade, several statuettes, one of a spryte fighting a giant bee, rendered in wax, and an odd plant that seems to consist of an open, mouth-like pod on the end of a long, scantily-leaved stalk. However, you don't have time to flit over to the bookshelves, as the woman turns around at Wil's greeting and question.*

*The woman has a plain and common face, with hard angles, and strange, honey-yellow eyes. Yet it is the mark on her forehead which garners the group's attention. On her forehead is a spiral mark surrounded by two chevrons, dark blue in color. Wil, the strange rune jumps out at you; she is a runechild.*

*Leasea Elmsbreath?" she questions, then spots the sprytes. "Ah, very well then. What is her company's name? And what knowledge do you seek?"

*The woman's voice is mellow as a songbird's, and despite the scholar's garb, she seems no stranger to physical labor. The practiced grace with which she decends the ladder speaks of some knowledge of dancing... or fighting.*
 

Jaws said:
"Could you please inform Lykis that Mrs. Leesea Elmsbreath and company seek knowledge."


*Leesea struggles to not act suprised at Wil's introduction. Since when did this become my company? she wonders.*


Ray Silver said:
*Leasea Elmsbreath?" she questions, then spots the sprytes. "Ah, very well then. What is her company's name? And what knowledge do you seek?"

*Leesea lands gently on a convenient table or shelf so the woman doesn't need to look so far down. She curtseys deeply.*

"Tis an honor to stand in the presence of a runechild, madam," she says reverently. "I wouldn't exactly call this my company though, nor do we have a proper name. You could call us the Company of the Stones, I suppose.

"We are tracking some information about travelers who passed through this area many decades ago. We were hoping that Lykis might have some recollection of these individuals."
 

Phaern Starspike, Spryte Magister 5

Phaern stares in stunned silence for a moment at the appearance of the Runechild. He has never met any but of course he has read about them plenty of times. He looks over at Kelthet standing beside him and retrieves his jaw from where it had fallen on the floor. At Leesea's introduction of the group, he smiles "Company of the Stones", that's a good name. Very fitting for our current quest. As if woken from a deep sleep, Phaern follows up Leesea's statement,

"Yes, right, umm... We were looking for information on an adventurer by the name of Gomaer Grayclaw, he might have passed through here about 100 years ago. We were refered to Lykis by the gentleman at the Fountain of Beer. Any information you might have would be very welcome. Oh where are my manners, my name is Phaern Starspike pleased to meet you."
 

*Kelthet too is impressed, though he doesn't truly show it.*

*After Phaern finishes his statements, Kelthet looks at the Runechild.* "I am Kelthet. Perhaps you were here when they came by as well?" He blinks at her expectantly, unaware of his brusqueness or rudeness.
 

Ray Silver said:
*The woman has a plain and common face, with hard angles, and strange, honey-yellow eyes. Yet it is the mark on her forehead which garners the group's attention. On her forehead is a spiral mark surrounded by two chevrons, dark blue in color. Wil, the strange rune jumps out at you; she is a runechild.*

*The woman's voice is mellow as a songbird's, and despite the scholar's garb, she seems no stranger to physical labor. The practiced grace with which she decends the ladder speaks of some knowledge of dancing... or fighting.*
*Wil's mouth gapes open.*

Wow! I can't believe that I am in the presence of a runechild. I wonder what kind of deeds she has done to achieve such status. Is Kelthet correct? She doesn't look a day older than I. Company of the Stones is a good name.

*Everyone is surprised that Wil doesn't say anything. It looks like he is blushing.*
 

Phaern Starspike, Spryte Magister 5

Looking across his companions as they wait for a reply, Phaern thinks to himself, Looks like I should have picked Wil's chin up off the floor too. hehe.
 

*The woman considers Leasee and Phaern's questions, and nods at Kelthet.*

"I am pleased to meet you, Leasea, Phearn, and Kelthet," she says, bowing her head briefly, glancing at the rest of the party, her eyes lingering on those that haven't introduced themselves yet. "I am Vesune. Lykis might indeed remember such travelers as Gomaer Grayclaw. I will have to ask it, as the name does not sound familiar to me. Wait for a moment, I shall be right back."

*With that, she walks gracefully behind the small counter to a door half hidden behind a worn tapestry. You hear her murmuring to someone, and a silibant voice speaking back. After a moment, she returns, carefully guiding a truly ancient mojh. Thin, its scales appear almost dusty and far more gray than most. Its eyes, however, are a brilliant purple, bright and alert. Vesune guides the mojh to a soft, curved chair near the counter, then covers its lap with a blanket. Her care for Lykis is evident, she seems to be tending to it as a daughter would for an elderly father. After settling it, she kneels to one side and nods to the party.*

"Speak what you wish to know," Lykis says, its voice like crackling paper.
 

Ray Silver said:
*The woman considers Leasee and Phaern's questions, and nods at Kelthet.*

"I am pleased to meet you, Leasea, Phearn, and Kelthet," she says, bowing her head briefly, glancing at the rest of the party, her eyes lingering on those that haven't introduced themselves yet. "I am Vesune. Lykis might indeed remember such travelers as Gomaer Grayclaw. I will have to ask it, as the name does not sound familiar to me. Wait for a moment, I shall be right back."

*With that, she walks gracefully behind the small counter to a door half hidden behind a worn tapestry. You hear her murmuring to someone, and a silibant voice speaking back. After a moment, she returns, carefully guiding a truly ancient mojh. Thin, its scales appear almost dusty and far more gray than most. Its eyes, however, are a brilliant purple, bright and alert. Vesune guides the mojh to a soft, curved chair near the counter, then covers its lap with a blanket. Her care for Lykis is evident, she seems to be tending to it as a daughter would for an elderly father. After settling it, she kneels to one side and nods to the party.*

"Speak what you wish to know," Lykis says, its voice like crackling paper.

*Feeling keenly the runechild's gaze, Atlas steeps forward and says * "I am Atlas, champion of Life, these are my friends and companions, the more scholarly of them have some questions about two individuals who passed this way about 80 years ago." *With this he retreats and lets the others continue the conversation.*
 

Phaern Starspike, Spryte Magister 5

"Indeed, thank you Atlas. My name is Phaern Starspike. My companions and I are seeking information concerning two adventurers that passed through this area maybe a hundred years ago. Their names were Gomaer Grayclaw and his litorian companion named Crothar. In a journal of Gomaer's I have read about his trek into the depths of the caverns nearby in search of the Shadow Serpent. We were hoping that you might know of them or have information concerning them." Phaern says in reverant tones.

He is very careful about the language he chooses to use while speaking with aged Mojh. He has a lot of respect for his elders, especially those who are in the company of Runechildren. While he is speaking Phaern will stand still providing that there is a place where he might stand that would allow the Mojh to see him and would not be considered offensive to the owner of the shop.

OOC: Woot 400 posts!
 

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