Beta Ic

[KitanaVorr]

Elentari let out a lazy sigh. "Very well, then. But I'm certainly better versed on how to take them off then put these pesky things on." She yanked hard on the lashes, tying them with expertly nimble fingers even with the well-fitted leather gloves on her hands.

"Back straight, dear. Where did you learn to walk? Swaggering at a tavern?" Her fingers gave another final yank on the armor until the other woman stood in the proper posture. "Perhaps you shouldn't answer, I'm afraid it might be resounding affirmative at that."

 

[Krizzel]

“Ow!” the taller woman complained as the elf yanked on the straps, but she obeyed and assisted expertly until all the silvery armor plates, detailed with gold and turquoise, and engraved and sculpted with beautiful wings and powerful tigers was in place. Her metal figure was distinctly feminine and decidedly strong, firmly evidenced by the heavy mace hanging by her hip and the large, round shield braced against the wall nearby.

After slipping on a slim and sturdy pack, and then a long, white cloak, the warrior held her helmet, gauntlets inside, between her knees while twirling her long, golden locks into a coiled bun. “I know carrying around my weight again and then some tends to take some effect, but I would think I don’t move that much like a man. Pelor, I hope not!”

She shook her head and smiled again as she lifted her helmet to hold it in the crook of one arm, and extended her hand. “Anyway, thanks. I’ll help you into something sometime.”

 

[KitanaVorr]

"If you helped me out of things, I wouldn't mind either." Elentari winked at her and then sighed, glancing at the group clustered around the paper.

What a ragtag bunch they all were. She recognized none of them, but they all looked weathered and certainly not as young and green as she once remembered she was so long ago. Had so many years really passed? Two more elves, two humans, a couple of halfings here and there...what a group. Some looked armed to the teeth, others carried the hint of the magical touch beneath their flippant clothing.

One of the halfings looked especially weasely...perhaps he was a thief. She had better keep an eye on him.

Her fingers twirled her signet ring absently while she waited for the pretty halfing woman to speak.

 

[Krizzel]

The warrior’s eyes widened slightly in surprise, but her smile didn’t fade as she followed the elf’s glance. “First things first – I don’t like being caged,” she informed quietly.

“I’m Solveig Thorsdotter,” she announced, nodding to the elven woman but pitching her voice loud enough for everyone to hear as she moved her eyes to each of them in turn. “Captain of the Sisters of Dawn. What does that note say? Anything about who’s taken us or why, or where we are?”

Settling her helm on her head, she reached down to gather her shield and sling it across her back. With a second nod to the elf, she strode over to where everyone else was gathering around the paper, glancing carefully at the door along her way.

 

[Lichtenhart]

The strange elf pets his animals, and seems very relieved to see they are alive and well. He's very wild-looking, with his ruffled hair, his self made leather clothes, his jet black armor, his black swords that look rather deadly, a black raven on his shoulder and a fierce wolf at his side. He looks even wilder when he howls at his wolf, as if he was speaking with him.
Huine! what are you doing here? you went looking for Gloom, right? Don't worry, we'll go out now.
He finally turns to the others in the room and only says:"Shut up.".
He goes at the door and tries to listen to the outside. (Listen +22)


OOC: Sorry, but Gloom is not a sociable guy

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Amulette glides over to Solveig and Elentari. Hi I'm Amulette Briarfawn. The "note is a Knock spell." I was waiting for everyone to 'come to' before I cast it. She spins in mid air and when she sees that everyone is prepaired she will cast the scroll.

 

[Darkwolf]

"I'm Cwen, a travelling bard that has picked up how to use a bow very well and I think its about time we broke outta here."

 

[KitanaVorr]

With a flourish of one graceful arm, Elentari bowed to the crowd and then straighted. "I am Elentari...surely you've heard of me? I am the great bard that turned Usaramel city from the staid prudeness to the bustling city of pleasures it is!"

"I provide entertainment...."Her nimble feet tapped against the floor, and her hands clapped as she twirled into a brief display of a folk dance. "…fulfill desires..."

Elentari stopped her dance abruptly, a slender brow arching playfully. "And to bring pleasure to all who wish it. Perhaps those who have not heard of me will be able to attend this time."

Her smile curved briefly. "But the serious one is correct. We need to get out of here quickly. I have engagements in many cities that must be fulfilled."

 

[Krizzel]

“The Elentari? I was at Beldamel when you played there. It was…wonderful.” Solveig smiled warmly, with a slight nod. “Well met. And well met you all,” she went on, turning to each with a smile and nod in turn.

“Alright Amulette, if you think it’s safe, please enspell the door and deliver us from this prison.”

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Sure thing! Hold on to your hats people. the game awaits. Amulette casts the scroll.