Hanable's Hunters, Part I & II

[unleashed]

Firavel d’Thuranni, Male Elf Rogue/Dragonmark Heir

While wandering the woods in the predawn hours, Firvale finds Selene and Amairgen sleeping in the glade. Making sure not to wake them he stealthily moves into the clearing and places his own note from Hanable into Selene's belongings where she will easily see it when she wakes, before continuing his early morning walk through the forest.

 

[Bront]

Hanable sits before the usuall magical display screen, an odd invention of illusion that allows him to draw maps, show occasional drawings, and put words or notes of interest up for those to view. Next to him, Master Mandor and a fellow hunter by the name of Alia Geren sit, awaiting the arival of the team. He nods as Firavel, Selene, Whitlok, and Marek all enter. Hanable says something to Mandor, who replies "Hobbes, Kerlokh, and possibly Brogen if he's not off on another assignment, they were notified and should be here shortly. They should be ariving soon."

OOC: Sorry for the delay, I'm all set now, should be fun

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Selene smiles as Amairgen nudges a bit towards Firavel just before the meeting starts.*

--So that's who it was-- she thinks to herself, having given Amairgen the note to sniff and asked him to let her know if he sensed the scent again. She had initially thought that Hanable might be keeping tabs on her for some reason, so it was good to know that it was just a concerned fellow hunter...or was that all.

 

[Prof Yeti]

Marek d'Cannith - Dragonmarked Human Paragon/ Wizard

Returning his nod with one slightly deeper, Marek quickly finds a seat. Scanning the faces present he keeps his face impassive waiting for the meeting to start.

What is Alia doing here? I have a bad feeling about this!

 

[D20Dazza]

Whitlok settles back in his chair, gently rocking to and fro as he waits for the briefing to begin.

Digga ambles over to Amairgen and again presents himself for 'inspection'.

CRASH

Whitlok's chair bangs to the floor as he rocks too far back, the legs of the recliner slipping on the polished hoarwood floor. The embarrassed dwarf quickly picks himself up and shamefacedly rights the chair before resuming his seat, albeit a little less enthusiastically.

Avoiding the eyes of the company Whitlok idly picks at his fingernails, trying to dislodge the ever-present dirt and grime that seems to live beneath the chipped, cracked surface, as he resumes his wait for the briefing.

 

[Elocin]

Hobbes - Shifter Ranger 2/Barbarian 3

Entering the office Hobbes quickly scans the people in the room nodding to those he knows, saving Hanable for last with a slightly deeper nod, then goes and stands in the corner by the window. During the slow parts of the briefing he will occasionally look out the window hoping to see some form of nature.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Amairgen looks over Digga, sniffing the badger a bit before seeming satisfied.*

*Selene pretends not to notice Whitlok, though she keeps a discreet eye on impassive-faced Marek to see what she can detect there.*

 

[unleashed]

Firavel d’Thuranni, Male Elf Rogue/Dragonmark Heir

Firavel lounges in his chair calmly watching as everyone enters the briefing room...noting Selene's grin as Amairgen sniffs around the room.

I wonder if I have been found out...

He grins slightly as Whitlok tips over his chair, but continues to scan the room as if nothing had happened.

 

[Bront]

Hanable and Mandor both do their best to ignore Whitlok, and Alia somewhat successfully stiffles a giggle. She sneaks a quick wink in to Marek durring the camotion.

 

[Prof Yeti]

Marek d'Cannith - Dragonmarked Human Paragon/ Wizard

Fighting to control the laugh that ties to come across him as Whitlok crashes to the floor Marek locks eyes with Alia. But with a quick wink he turns back to face Hanable.