Jemals School

[Jemal]

The dark elf holds up a hand to those who try silencing Jamien "I can speak in my own defense, young ones, and I pray you not to prevent me from doing so."
He turns his grim eyes to the knight and steps forward. "You speak truth by accident. Surely any people who would do such things as you describe are most certainly barbaric and savage, yes that is truth. Though they are not nearly as savage as those who would judge all by the actions of some." The drow gestures to Aussir "The little one is far wiser by his words than you.. I know of a world where humans are little more than cannibals who thrive by feasting upon the flesh of the living. They rape and pillage simply because they can, and are fit only to be slaughtered for the protection of the goodly races. Were I as prejudiced and hotheaded as some, I would ascribe the same motives and solution to you - Certainly you act no more civilized than the humans of that world."

He steps forward again, until he is inches from Jamien "You are a small man from a small world who knows far less than he believes."

 

[Rathan]

Terrance shook his head softly at the bolstering going on between races and pushed his meal to the middle of the bench.... I do believe the ego of some here has given me my fill.... I am no longer hungry... and I do hope you all have a decent rest of the afternoon.. I will take my leave.." the apprentice priest said softly as he drew up from the table his satchel and dismounted the bench he was seated at and moves to exit the caff. From here he turns and heads for the mall and the direction stone... I wish to find the arena please... I fancy the knowledge of it's significance..." the outwardly irritated cleric murmured....

 

[Arkhandus]

Keizaan admires a few of the creatures he finds in the stables, and walks quickly past others. When the dwarf approaches, he replies "Oh, uh, hail and well met. I am Keizaan, and yes, that is my horse....." He looks at the horse a second time to make sure, stroking the side of the mare's head and neck.

"She was a gift from my father, purchased for my fifteenth birthday to carry me on my travels and into battle. Actually, I haven't had many opportunities to practice with Gale, so I'm not a very good horseman. I take it you're the stablemaster here? I just came to check on Gale." he says.

 

[Theroc]

Coravin looked on, listening to the exchange before responding.

"It seems everyone has those things that make them tick... but one must remember that any sentient being can change and break free of their forefather's habits... and none are as evil as the creatures from the Outer Planes, known to some as the Abyss..." He took a bite of food, before regarding Aussir and Amaya.

"You do not want to cross me, Aussir... I've no ill will towards you, but I do not respond well when trifled with."

To Amaya; "My condolences on your situation, Mi'lady, it sounds most unfortunate. Perhaps someday I can unleash a small army of planar beings to aid in the recovery of what is rightfully the Heir's."

 

[GlassEye]

"Hey now, what complaint have you against Aussir? Has he wronged you?" Cal is concerned as he hasn't seen any interaction between Aussir and the wizard and wonders what justifies such a statement. As for Jamien and the drow, well, Jamien made that bed and now would have to lie in it. There was little else he could do about that.

 

[Theroc]

Aussir still appearently lost in his memories mummers. "So judged by race is truth? So there be race that never harmed another. There be race where not one has hurt other? If not does not make all race same? Human hurt Aussir so Aussir judge Jamien by that human? Aussir treat Amaya like Aussir treat Adventurer? Cal? Terrence? Aussir swore hunt Adventurers. Should Aussir start hunt here?." Aussir sniffels, then takes another sniff. Then a longer one, he looks up, sees Cal offering him the pie. A quick move and Aussir snatches the morsel and begins to nibble on it like a rodent. When finished he dives under the table and comes up between Cal and who ever is beside him muscling his way in and curling up on the bench.

Coravin blinked at cal.

"Are you not paying attention? He just asked us whether or not he should start hunting us down... I have no intention of being anyone's prey, whether or not they've wronged me in the first place. As long as he does not cross me, I won't cross him. Was a simple warning against a course of action our dear Jamien here seemed to have inspired in Aussir's head."

 

[GlassEye]

"I believe you have it wrong," says Cal with a bit of relief. There was already more than enough tension at the table and he didn't want to see more. "Aussir was simply suggesting, with eloquence that would invoke envy in a well-trained bard I might add, that one should not judge another by the actions of others of that one's race. The implied answer to all his questions is: No, you should not be judged by the actions of another. His personal example was only to illustrate this point. So...have we peace, my friend?" Cal smiles in open offering of friendship, if Coravin should choose to accept it.

 

[Rhun]

Amaya focuses on her food, determined not to get involved in the war or words that the other students seem to be engaged in. She simply takes it all in. Her mentor had once told her that there was often wisdom in silence.

 

[Myth and Legend]

Jamien shook his head and ran his fingers trough his forehead as if he was tired. "So you are not from Faerun, and yes you are right i have not met Drow from other worlds. Where i come from, you are all bloodthirsty Lolth worshippers. Tell me if you go to the forest and you see a bear, would you stop and ask yourself weather this one in particular is not going to rip your head off? Also, remove yourself from my face, i have no desire to share proximity with you, regardless of your true motives."

The Knight then turned towards Coravin and remarked: "Yes the Outer plains. You do know that Drow truned the demon bitch Lolth in to a Deity? To me worshipping frenzied demons makes them not much better."

 

[Theroc]

"I believe you have it wrong, Aussir was simply suggesting, with eloquence that would invoke envy in a well-trained bard I might add, that one should not judge another by the actions of others of that one's race. The implied answer to all his questions is: No, you should not be judged by the actions of another. His personal example was only to illustrate this point. So...have we peace, my friend?"

"Certainly, I was not implying any malice... simply an apparently less friendly than intended warning. I've no desire to war with those I've recently been introduced too. Conflict is too distracting from my studies... I'd much rather work with others when it comes to such things." Coravin smiled faintly, feeling rather awkward with all this social interaction and tension.

"Forgive if my words seem far too short or rude, I'm not particularly suited to charged social environs. I find it much easier to interact with others when I don't have the encroaching feeling two of those in the discussion are about to come to blows. Yes... for the large part, the Drow I know of are evil and worship the beings from the outer planes... they sought power, is my theory, and a powerful demon does tend to grant such things... at the price of obediance..." Coravin smiled and looked to his companions, "That was their mistake. Had they chosen the path I intend to follow, they'd be capable of bending demons and other creatures to their will, thus bypassing the need for eternal service..."