Dragonlance Classics: Dragons of Despair

[Shalimar]

"It does appear to be her my friend." said a bearded man from directly behind Caramon. With the beard its almost impossible to reognize Tanis's elven features, as no elves have facial hair, its a pretty good disguise when elves are unwelcome.

"How are you my friends?" Asks Tanis smiling at the Kender the knigt, and the Jovial giant of a man before him. He clasps each of their hands, and makes sure to keep the little one who had once asked him if he was a giant kender at arms length, he had quite learned his lesson about the childlike thieves of Krynn, though calling them theives was likely to bring tears, no, they only borrowed things for safe keeping.

He glances at Sturm, then around the Inn, looking for his lady love, she was suppoused to be with him, at least she was when they parted five years ago. "Sturm, Where's Kit he asks?"

 

[Keia]

Raistlin just smiled thinly at Sturm's comment and stared at him with his hourglass eyes. No one knew the thin smile came to him as he watched Sturm wither before his eyes.

"Yes, and by the looks of her, she's the barmaid. When you're done oggling, have her bring me hot water for my tea." Raistlin rasped with disdain. He made his way to a large table and sat against the wall in the shadows of the inn. Resting the staff gently against the wall of the Inn within easy grasp, Raistlin began removing the ingredients for his tea from various pouches.

 

[ErichDragon]

Sturm clears his throat uncomfortably and squares his shoulders.

"Kitiara is not coming back. She chose to stay in the North, fighting as a mercenary."

Sturm holds back his judgment on Kitiara's chosen path, and their falling out in Solamnia, to spare his friends' feelings.

 

[Shalimar]

Tanis reacts predictably to the news, his jaw knots up his hands clech and un-clench, and a look of hurt at the seeming betrayal is evident on the half-elfs' bearded face. He sinks down into a chair across from Raistlin, nd sighs resignedly.

"She must have had her reasons," he mutters looking down at. Feeling low, he looks at Raistlin hidden in the shadows. "How did your search go?" he asks the mage.

 

[Jemal]

"I miss Kit.." Tas lamented as he sat down in a chair, his head barely reaching the table-top as he looked at his new staff.. tsk tsk, people shouldn't leave things laying against the wall once they're done with them.

 

[Keia]

Raistlin looked up, irritated to be disturbed during his preparations, and saw Tanis before him. The hurt in his face bit back the retort that Raistlin was about to provide. Raistlin nodded his head toward the chair next to his, indicating for Tanis to sit down.

”My brother and I have seem many things during our five years away, and not many of them good,” Raistlin said, then, coughed once and vainly tried to clear his throat. “We met many who claimed to be clerics and worshippers of gods, but they were charlatans, all. In fact, at the city of . . .”

Raistlin paused in his conversation with Tanis, realizing something was amiss. First, he didn’t have his water yet, but second and more importantly, his staff was missing. There could only be one person without enough sense to know to never mess with a wizard’s staff.

“Burrfoot, my staff knows who its master is, and it reacts . . . poorly with those that aren’t its master – even if they just found it sitting all alone. Return the staff . . . now.”

 

[Sen Udo-Mal]

Bloody Kender... better look to make sure all me money is still here... hmm thinks Flint as he takes a seat and looks around. His eyes widen at the sight of Tanis, "Lad, now yea be a right good sight for sore eyes! And a beard, why laddie I am so proud of yea. It looks good on ya. Give it a few more years and you will look down right respectable." He will nod to the rest and eye Tas with hard look to make sure his idle hands are no where near his stuff... "Well now, where can ya get a proper drink now? And maybe something solid to eat?"

 

[Sen Udo-Mal]

darn it sorry double post

 

[ErichDragon]

"Things are no better in Solamnia. The people have turned away from the Knights, and the true Gods they serve. In many places, a connection to the Knights is reason enough to be run out of town if you are lucky. Burned at the stake if less fortunate."

"I was able to track down some memory of my family, however. Sadly, my Father's sword is all that remains of my birthright."

 

[Jemal]

He will nod to the rest and eye Tas with hard look to make sure his idle hands are no where near his stuff..

There could only be one person without enough sense to know to never mess with a wizard’s staff.

OOC: I feel so loved..

IC:
Tas looks up at Raistlin "Your staff?Well why'd you leave it all alone then?It could get stolen! You're lucky I found it before someone else came along and took it, mm-hmm." He then looks back to the staff, seeming to have forgotten that its not his.
Noticing Raistlin still standing over him he looks back up a moment later "Um, did you want something?"