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Jemals School

Jamien laughed and shook his head, and then paused for a moment, catching a glimpse of Amaya's reaction. "My lady, you seem interested in the noble houses and regalia of my land. Do you have kings in your homeland? Perhaps you are of noble birth yourself?"[/COLOR]


Amaya smiles sadly. After taking a moment to compose her thoughts, she speaks. "In my homeland, we have...had an Emperor. He was a kind and wise ruler. But he was recently assassinated during a military coup. It was a great loss for our nation."
 

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"Indeed that is not an uncommon turn of events for high nobility. I have studied the history and customs of the ruling class of most of Faerun's nations, your homeland seems to follow the pattern. If it is any consolation, you should know that if the coup has happened once, it can happen again, and the rightful dynasty can come to power once more."

Jamien clasped his hands before his face, thinking for a moment of his father and the war he had been on for several months already.
 

Cal glances over at the young woman but turns to ruffle Nettle's fur to cover his interest in her story. Perhaps, she doesn't wish to speak of it, like I don't wish to speak of my father, he thinks. "A sheep in wolf's clothing, you are," he murmurs as he scratches Nettle behind the ear and Nettle flops to the floor to beg for a belly-rub.

He decides to push his luck a little and so speaks but quietly. "I hope the rightful heir is off somewhere gathering allies and growing strong in order to overthrow the usurper. An epic tale that would make."
 

Amaya nods. "I certainly hope you are correct, Sir Jamien. For the man that grabbed power is cruel and ruthless." At Cal's words, the girl simply smiles. "The stories say that those behind the coup were quite efficient at exterminating the old Emporer's bloodline. But there is always hope that someone from the dynasty survived."
 

"Indeed, and perhaps after your time here you can return to teach the usurper a thing or two about taking what's not his" Zero replies.
 

"Though lets not rush ones feelings about these matters TOO quickly" Terrance added to the conversation as they all sat and waited for food.... "The path to success in matters like these are careful planning and much wise knowledge and experience... we all must be patient to get what we all truly want... the apprentice priest added then hushed as not to interrupt further...
 

Jamien sighed and looked at the Cleric. "Master Terrance it seems you are quite fond of taking the opposing side in an argument. Perhaps your background as a scholar makes you less fond of extremes, but you should always have doubt in artificial knowledge. Experience is the best way to learn. Like your argument about the Drow earlier - have you ever met one, or traveled to the Underworld of Faerun?"
 

Keizan makes his way to the mall, and from there follows the stone's directions to the stables. When he arrives there, what he finds is a menagerie of beasts mundane and magical in various rooms. Each room has an open doorway, though the young man sees a blue field in each doorway. As he wanders the area looking at all of the beautiful creatures, he finds himself in front of his horse fairly soon - despite the hugeness of the area. As he stands there, a dwarven man approachs "Ello there lad, 'an what kin Keeper Kale be doin fer ye t'day? This be yer magnificent beast?"


In the cafeteria, the group each orders their meals; Arin odering "cheeseburger, Fries and Strawberry Milkshake".. whatever that is. Afterwards, the students find an open table and sit down, beginning their conversation. A few minutes later, platters float through the air towards them, carried by unseen servants to be deposited in front of them. The smells are wonderful (with the exception of the rat), and each meal looks like it was prepared by a master chef.

"Ya, when we're done eatin I'll show ya t'the arena, ya should be able t'use it tommorow. So's, I take it mosta you aint never met a drow? Ya wanna?"
 
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I fail to see how I haired on the side of downing experience.. I mearly said without it we should not have fleeting hopes of taking on something well out of our means... in summary I meant we should concentrate on getting training and experience in things needed to take on such atrocities at a later date is all... Terrance said fluently and wisely... he was not past putting on his well taught and schooled royal side himself but most usually liked to avoid it seeing as it made him look... arrogant... which he could not back up well in his infancy in training and growth as not only a cleric.. but as a human being as well...
 

"I haven't ever heard of this 'drow' before today," says Cal as he tosses the meat-bone to Nettle. Nettle immediately begins gnawing on the bone and Cal, with similarly wolfish manners, tears into his shepherd's pie. It seems that Cal will be too busy, for a little while at least, to get too deeply involved in conversations.
 

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