Fenris
Adventurer
The young man who approaches your group upon your return has all the look of the aristocracy of Dorinthia. Th tall bearing, and look of confidence so often manifested as arrogance. But the man moves with a subtle grace and fluidity, perhaps indicitive of many ball-room dances.
But as he approaches you can see that he is no foppish court dandy. His armor is sweat stained and riven in several places. The ease of his movements are due to years in the saddle. A well worn bow lies across his back and a decorated, but well used sword hangs at his belt. No, this is not some sycophant of the king, but a member of the nobility that has maintained the tradition of mounted might that kept Dorinthia strong for so many years.
As he approaches a genuine smile is on his lips and he extend his hand in greeting, only to lower it when greeted by simple nods, the smile never leaves though.
"Greetings. Baron Dorin has asked me to join you in doing what we can to continue the fight. I am Baron Dartis Kalnian. The title still comes new to my tongue. I am the last of my house it seems" he says as the smile fades from his face. "So, until my lands are no longer undeer the shadow of Tallione, please call me Dartis. Now I have a bow and a sword and wish to use them in defense of my home land in whatever mannner I may. To what end are we to put them?"
"Well met countryman. I served mostly on the southern border with Tallione for much of the past few years. I too was at the Last Stand, my commander sent me back to Faircreek with the warning. It was thus that I lost my horse. But come tell me of your service"
But as he approaches you can see that he is no foppish court dandy. His armor is sweat stained and riven in several places. The ease of his movements are due to years in the saddle. A well worn bow lies across his back and a decorated, but well used sword hangs at his belt. No, this is not some sycophant of the king, but a member of the nobility that has maintained the tradition of mounted might that kept Dorinthia strong for so many years.
As he approaches a genuine smile is on his lips and he extend his hand in greeting, only to lower it when greeted by simple nods, the smile never leaves though.
"Greetings. Baron Dorin has asked me to join you in doing what we can to continue the fight. I am Baron Dartis Kalnian. The title still comes new to my tongue. I am the last of my house it seems" he says as the smile fades from his face. "So, until my lands are no longer undeer the shadow of Tallione, please call me Dartis. Now I have a bow and a sword and wish to use them in defense of my home land in whatever mannner I may. To what end are we to put them?"
"Well met, Dartis Kalnian. I am Silas Eyrstan." Silas will continue to talk with Dartis, specifically asking him about his military service and revealing to him that he served in a unit at the Last Stand. However, the difference in social class keeps Silas from becoming too chatty or familiar until he gets to know him better.
"Well met countryman. I served mostly on the southern border with Tallione for much of the past few years. I too was at the Last Stand, my commander sent me back to Faircreek with the warning. It was thus that I lost my horse. But come tell me of your service"