Hands of Fate - Chapter 1 - The Orbs of Insight

[Krug]

Nyela turns to the bard Nedander. "I hear you can sing. Of what can you sing... do you have stories to tell?" Her eyes gleam brightly.

 

[D'Amico Vega]

Gray Sparrow finally gets with in shouting distance of the person ahead of her. "Hello there! How are you this fine day?" she calls. Seeing the huge sword in the man's hands she remains calm but begins to think of an attack form to get in close where the sword's length would be nullified. Faint, dodge low and come up with a crushing blow to the man's throat! She thinks to herself.

Darius turns around, and assumes everything is O.K., but keeps his greatsword out in case of a surprise attack. Not shouting, Darius says "Run along, little one.", with his hood still draped over his head, and the shadows of the hood obscuring the person behind him, and his vision.

 

[Fangor the Fierce]

OOC: I thought we weren't supposed to tell anyone that we were going to go and meet Stonefist.

These townfolk are guessing. They always see youths travelling to Springside, and the only main attraction there is the Academy....so it's a guess. You never stated it though.

 

[Fangor the Fierce]

Nedander walk into the building, and is greeted by a sight of a few tables, and Jenson talking to another man. You are then met with a curious looking girl, very short, that must be a halfling. She turns to you and say, "I hear you can sing. Of what can you sing... do you have stories to tell?" She waits for your answer, while still taking a bite to eat.

Jenson, seeing that you have entered, gives a smile and turns back to Garen. "So you got anything you want me to take to Springside for you? I should be back through in about a week to ten days."

Garen, thinks for a minute, then says, "Sure, I got a few items that I wouldn't mind partin' with for a good price. I don't know their true value, but I am sure you can help me out with that. Let me go get them." He leaves the Inn, headed out the door and Jenson calls out to Esthel, "Hey Esthel, you got a quick snack for an old friend?"

"Old and Dumb? Sure!" The woman comes from the kitchen area and tosses a fruit towards Jenson. "You need to watch yer company these days Jenson. You aren't supposed to just pick up strangers on the road! How do you know they aren't evil?"

"It's no harm, Esthel. Besides, I offered him a ride after hearing him sing in the last town. Pretty good performance." They don't seem to care that Nedander is hearing the conversation.

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With the cold remark of "Run along, little one.", Gray Sparrow watches as the figure continues to walk, with hood above his head, hiding his true features. She nears him, ready to defend herself, and is now walking by his side, not sure if she should continue at her quickened pace, or slow down to his.

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[Lefferts]

Nedander turns to the girl and says "I can sing a little, but I am better with my mandolin than with my voice. Right now I am a bit thirsty, but after a drink I would be willing to regale you with tales of far off lands and heroic undertakings."

 

[Gomez]

Darius turns around, and assumes everything is O.K., but keeps his greatsword out in case of a surprise attack. Not shouting, Darius says "Run along, little one.", with his hood still draped over his head, and the shadows of the hood obscuring the person behind him, and his vision.

A hot knot of anger swells in the pit of Gray Sparrows belly. *Calm yourself! Remember your teachings!* Slowly she takes a deep breath and swallows the hate down! "I was just walking the same road as you stranger and would like the company. I am Gray Swallow. And you are?" She tries to get a look under that hood. Half-Orc? Deformed?

 

[Krug]

"Really? Well... let me get you a drink then. Is goat's milk fine?" asks Nyela.

 

[Lefferts]

"I was thinking more along the lines of an ale or whiskey," states Nedander.

 

[D'Amico Vega]

A hot knot of anger swells in the pit of Gray Sparrows belly. *Calm yourself! Remember your teachings!* Slowly she takes a deep breath and swallows the hate down! "I was just walking the same road as you stranger and would like the company. I am Gray Swallow. And you are?" She tries to get a look under that hood. Half-Orc? Deformed?

"Darius...Anglides." Darius turns around and reveals a very appealing and lean build, then drops his hood, and shows a very nicely sculpted face. "Why...are you...here? It is kind of you to offer company, but I'm not exactly a talkative one..."

 

[Gomez]

"Darius...Anglides." Darius turns around and reveals a very appealing and lean build, then drops his hood, and shows a very nicely sculpted face. "Why...are you...here? It is kind of you to offer company, but I'm not exactly a talkative one..."

"Hummm no half-orc at least!" thinks Gray Sparrow.

The young woman before him gives Darius a deep bow. "I am just a student of the arts of body and mind on my way to Springside. I was just curious who was walking the same way as I. And.....I would like the company..."