Intrigue In Candara

[National Acrobat]

"Oh Tal," she bats her eyelashes, "you take all the fun out of it."

"However, turning to more serious matters, I do think that we need to come to a common starting point. The Army Barracks are a gathering place for the general public and whatnot to gather. Perhaps there is a more fitting place for us to start our involvement." She looks at Crolmyr and Gustaf. "Perhaps you gentleman would be able to suggest something."

 

[Uriel]

'Well, for starters,'
Crolmyr's features shift and warp, his face taking on the counteance of a much younger man.
'Crolmyr seemed to grow a half-foot, broadening as well, his hair growing long and black.
'As I said,' this from a more exhuberantly toned voice,'for starters, my name isn't Crolmyr.
I am Finnegan Mac Morn, heir to the Castle Eurodynne, long the home of Clan Mac Morn in the Northlands of the Keltic Empire. I am, as you would say here, a 'political dissedent.'
Laughing, Finnegan continued,'That means I want the Emperor dead. He killed off almost all of my Folk, the remaining are scattered far, though I gather more information and locations regarding the survivors day by day.My
associates and I are engaged in a little opposition to his rule. More I can't say, as it would jeopardize the lives and efforts of too many people, but I am most definately oppossed to the Emperor.'

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Looking admonished Tal says "Well I think that that is the best Idea so far milady. Lets go to the barraks and see what else is brewing. Sitting her is acomplishing nothing, and you mortals are not getting any younger."

 

[National Acrobat]

"Well, Finnegan," Ariel's normally placid and jovial features take on a more serious bent. "I can assure you that being Candaran, and with the fact that the Emperor has just invaded my nation and slaughtered thousands of my brethren, I want justice as well." She gets up, "and I think perhaps Tal is right. We should seek the barracks out now."

 

[Jemal]

*bump*

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Talisian get up from the chair and starts walking out the door. "Well?" He says to those still in the room "We already discussed as much as we can right now. Lets get to the barracks." Tal walks out the door and out of the restraunt. Spook in his place in Tal's scatchel.

 

[Jemal]

OOC: I should post this in the other thread, but I'm feeling a bit lazy right now.
Tal - Is your familiar named 'Ghost' or 'Spook'? You've posted using both, and I'ld just like to know.

 

[Creamsteak]

Gustaf smirks, looks over everyone, and makes his judgement.

Thoughts to self: Crolmyr could be of more use directly once we cross the front lines. Hrm... his situation isn't that different from my own.

"I'll see you all in a couple minutes, I'm not as knowledged about tactics as I should be, but I've got to start somewhere. I'm going to confront my fortune and see if I can get a glimpse of the army coming."

Gustaf then heads out towards the direction the army should be coming from, finds a building or perch that elevates him enough to see as far as his eyes can, and then heads towards the barracks. If he encounters anything that's within a football field of Gustaf, inform me so I can react appropriately.

 

[Jemal]

Gustaf manages to spot, in the distance, A figure on a horse nearly flying towards the city, it's fleeing so fast. Behind it, barely visible through the dust, are ferocious-looking winged beasts, which ARE flying, and gaining steadily on the horse. They should overtake it in less than a minute.

 

[drs]

"A good musician? Aye! I can sing, dance, and play a half-dozen different instruments better than anyone you'll ever meet. I speak six different languages, read seven more, and can kill men with a thought. I'm also really a dragon old as the earth and, most importantly, a fantastic and flamboyant liar." Abesh grins and mock-bows. "How's that for a resume, boss?" He begins walking again, ignoring the bemused looks of those around him. "As for cooking, I'm not so good at human food, but dragons like it well cooked."

"Ha, a true showmen you are, it'll be good to have you 'round, something to keep things positive". After walking down a few alleys and roads Thomas starts to speak in a soft voice. "See the man up on the right there" Thomas points him out discreetly with a little nod to his direction. "Well, don't do anything wrong by him 'k? He sort of runs things in this district, and keeps an 'eye' on my place, he's a good man and a bad man if you get my meaning".
As they pass the man on the right Thomas addresses him and comments on the weather, as usual.
"That's another thing Abesh, it's obvious but just 'case you may not know, never talk 'business' in public, can never be sure who's listening".

Coming to the barracks Thomas scans the crowd, taking a look at how things are being handled.

OOC: Sorry about the delay I got held up.