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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Chasmodai" data-source="post: 1173017" data-attributes="member: 12445">The Introductions EnsueThe man laughing turned out to be Flynn, a magister in training. He stepped forward and threw back the hood of his robes, letting his thin, pale face be visible to the two heavily injured duelists. "That was hilarious," Flynn said, not bothering to introduce himself. "I've never seen a duel like that before," Siegfried hauled himself off the floor, graciously accepting the hand the giant offered him. Checking his over-sized blade for any chips, and finding none, he slid the sword back into the scabbard strapped to his back. "Duels are stupid," he remarked, as if he hadn't just participated in one. "If all of them are like that, they're funny as well as stupid," the magister said in agreement. "My name is Flynn. It's really great to meet you two," Siegfried turned a charming smile to the taller man and bowed perfunctorily, with a touch of flair. "My name is Siegfried Vannaheim. It is a pleasure to meet such an able warrior such as yourself," he said to the giant. The giant nodded back. "My name is Cor-Terra. It is a pleasure to meet you, Flynn, Siegfried, but I need to get myself patched up," "Oh don't worry. I've got some experience in such matters," said Flynn, extending his hands and letting them hover above the two warrior's wounds. Magic flowed from his open palms and into the wounds, speeding up the process of healing and closing the red, livid gashes, leaving nothing but pale scars. "There. Good as new," A man, short and dressed in simple clothes came over and tapped the magister on the shoulder. "Excuse me, sir, but I couldn't help but noticing the way you cast that spell," Flynn turned around and looked at the newcomer, frowning. "What about it? And who are you?" The man bowed lightly. "Apologies. My name is Ryclef. I simply wondered where you received your training, for your methods seem to be different from mine," Flynn frowned, obviously suspicious. "I get around. Why are you asking such questions anyway? I don't see how it is of any concern to you," The man nodded his head again. "I merely was curious," he said deferentially. "If I offended you in any way, I apologize," "You'd better," Flynn retorted, voice rising dangerously. "Now, now, there's no need to get angry. Ryclef here was merely trying to make some small talk," Cor-Terra butted in, voice reasonable. He interposed himself in between Flynn and Ryclef, looking at the magister meaningfully. Flynn met his stare, craning his neck upwards, but finally nodded. "So, Cor-Terra, what are you doing around these parts?" Siegfried asked the giant, in a diplomatic changing of conversational subjects. He smiled, a big fake smile. "I'm just passing through. What about you?" "I'm going to the capital to join the Red Boots!" Siegfried said proudly. "I heard that it's really prestigious to sign up and be a member; plus you get to explore the Empire and help keep the peace!" "Very enthusiastic, aren't you?" Flynn asked wryly, a small smile on his face. Siegfried nodded. "I'm just walking around myself, trying to practice my magic," As the four talked to each other, each trying to figure out if the other three could make good companions, there was a sudden silence throughout the small village. The hustle and bustle in the background abruptly quietened and the people going about their business slowed and came to a stop, eyes fixed on the one walking down the dusty road. The four, of course, didn't notice, too busy were they exchanging words. In the sudden silence of the surroundings, the quiet footsteps of the newcomer were made audible, the still air almost allowing it to echo. The newcomer stopped in front of the four, they being the only ones to remain talking - as well as the only ones not staring. "Excuse me; but could you tell me why everyone is staring?" he asked. The four turned and looked at him - as one, their eyes bulged and their jaws dropped. The newcomer was tall, about 6'5. He was wiry, but solidly muscled and moved with a lithe, animal grace. His entire body was covered in soft, downy fur and his face was obviously feline, with a snout, a flat nose and big eyes. He wore simple boots made of cloth and fur, a long coat of hardboiled leather and carried a walking staff that was wrapped with leather strips in the center, like a sword hilt. A thong necklace of fangs and claws hung from his neck. The magister Flynn shook his head as if to clear it of cobwebs. "Thats becasue you're.. different. The people here have not seen one of your kind before," he explained, recognizing the strange person as a Litorian, a nomadic, bestial people who lived far to the north. "How is that so? Don't these people travel?" the Litorian asked, confused etched across it's alien features. "We humans are too comfortable with civilization to travel far and wide, unlike your people," Flynn replied, shrugging. "What is this civilization?" the Litorian asked, stumbling over the unfamiliar word. "I have never heard of it before," "You've never heard of civilization?" Siegfried exclaimed in genuine shock. "What kind of place do you come from?" "I come from lands across the mountain, far to the north. My name is Valric and I am here to claim land for my people. Can any of you show me some land my people can live in?"</blockquote>

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