Hanable's Hunters, Part I & II

[unleashed]

Firavel d’Thuranni, Male Elf Rogue/Dragonmark Heir

Firavel reaches out taking Amairgen’s paw in both hands, before shaking it several times. When the bear drops back to all fours, he reaches out and scratches him behind the ear saying warmly, “You are a splendid bear Amairgen, your mistress is wise to have you as a companion.”

He then directs himself to Selene inquiring, “What type of magic is it that you use?”

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I use a kind of unusual sort of magic..." Selene replies, thinking of the best way to explain, "I'm sure that you know of the druids of the Eldeen Reaches? Well, I'm like them, and that is where I was raised, but I'm different in a few strange ways--I never cared much for their idea of fun--sitting around in the woods all alone and contemplating nature for some sort of insight...I like meeting new friends instead of being a hermit--they're never going to get anyone to listen to their opinions that way. Oh, right, my magic! Anyways, I have a special power that comes from within due to my connection to the Faerie Court of Thelanis--ever since I was little, animals and plants have naturally treated me with love and kindness, and I have formed deep bonds with them, just in a different way than your typical druid."

"How about you, Firavel--do you have any magic? Maybe one of those Dragonmarks? It seems like everybody in the Hunters and their sister has one of those things but me."

 

[unleashed]

Firavel d’Thuranni, Male Elf Rogue/Dragonmark Heir

“As it happens I do have a dragonmark, which grants me a few unusual powers of my own,” Firavel replies mysteriously.

Glancing towards the hunters headquarters he says, “It seems that most of the newly returned hunters have finished their debriefing as they are heading towards the McGuffin...perhaps we should make our way there after finding some accommodations for Amairgen, as I do not know whether they will let him in with their strict no weapons policy and I doubt he will relinquish his claws and teeth.” Firavel grins at the last remark, showing his perfect white teeth.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Aww...Amairgen's a sweetie--he wouldn't hurt anyone, and he's going to be sad if I leave him all alone," Selene replies, hugging her bear affectionately, "He lost his mother when he was very very little, and I'm the only family he has...one day, though, I'm going to find him a nice girlfriend. As for now, I'm sure Amairgen would like some nice mead--he does love his honey, you know. Hopefully, they'll let him in."

 

[Prof Yeti]

Marek d'Cannith - Dragonmarked Paragon/ Wizard

After finishing his debriefing Marek quickly set out to find some better weapons. With hardly any effort he quickly finds a weapons merchant not far from the building that houses the Hunters. And though not an expert on weapons he is able to eventually find some that fit both his wants and needs exceedingly well. Shortly stowing his packages back in his room he sets off once again, though this time with the much more enjoyable task of relaxing.


It is time for some ale, a little food, and some fun.

 

[unleashed]

Firavel d’Thuranni, Male Elf Rogue/Dragonmark Heir

“Let us see if they will allow him to enter,” Firavel replies as they enter the McGuffin with Amairgen.

 

[Elocin]

“Let us see if they will allow him to enter,” Firavel replies as they enter the McGuffin with Amairgen.

(OOC: It always beigins with the ooing and the ahhing, then comes the running and screaming!!)

 

[D20Dazza]

Whitlok makes his way towards the bar, looking forward to wetting his whistle and meeting the new recruits. He is particularly keen to again see Firavel who he greatly respects. He stops suddenly when he notices the bear trying to force its way through the McGuffins doors. "this should prove interesting" he thinks to himself as he settles back to watch the events unfold.

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Now, now--Amairgen is only a cute little size Medium bear, so he doesn't have to force his way through the doors; he can just walk in )

 

[Prof Yeti]

Marek d'Cannith - Dragonmarked Paragon/ Wizard

"Indeed this night is somehow destined to be fun!" Marek whispers as he turns the corner only to see a bear entering the tavern ahead of him.