Paths of Legend: The Azgundi Tournaments
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OOC: The shadowy figure has an Adventurer's Guild ring so doesn't really need to be stealthy. 
The Adventurer's Guild Tavern
The Thayvian sits up, rubbing his arms as if trying to overcome a chill, "I thank you for your assistance. My name is Vashar." He looks over at his dead companions but his emotions are difficult to read...either he feels nothing for them or masks his grief well.
After a moment, he gets to his feet, addressing Johen and Alaric, "I regret that I have nothing to offer in payment. I am an exile from my people, here in the hopes of winning some gold or perhaps even a lordship in the tournaments."
Aleera stands close to Valen, listening to the conversation between Shayuri and Aohdan, interjecting, "It is getting late. Perhaps we should all retire for the evening and come at this with fresh eyes in the morning."
The Adventurer's Guild Compound; Outside the Tavern
A niggling doubt had begun to scratch at the back of the dwarf's mind. Finally, he realized that this little dragon didn't have enough hide to make armor, at least not enough for a dwarf or a human...maybe barding for a cat or a small dog.
With that thought running through his mind, Muzdum hears the guard saying, "The guild has its own garbage disposal service. No need for members to do the work, which makes me think you might be stealing something. Uncover it, please."
Estelle witnesses all this, as well as the faint of voices from within the tavern.
The Lords' Mansion, Lady Nineveh d'Anovia's Quarters
Renaldo arrives to find Dominic standing outside the Lady's quarters, arguing with one of the mansion's servants, carrying a platter.
"I am one of the lady's personal guards. I will take this into her."
The servant eyes Dominic calmly, "The mansion staff have protocols that all of the lords and ladies understand and agree to when staying here."
Dominic looms over the servant, using his height to attempt to intimidate the young man, "My lady's security is more important than your protocols."
It is at this point that Dominic and the servant notice Renaldo.
The Adventurer's Guild Tavern
The Thayvian sits up, rubbing his arms as if trying to overcome a chill, "I thank you for your assistance. My name is Vashar." He looks over at his dead companions but his emotions are difficult to read...either he feels nothing for them or masks his grief well.
After a moment, he gets to his feet, addressing Johen and Alaric, "I regret that I have nothing to offer in payment. I am an exile from my people, here in the hopes of winning some gold or perhaps even a lordship in the tournaments."
Aleera stands close to Valen, listening to the conversation between Shayuri and Aohdan, interjecting, "It is getting late. Perhaps we should all retire for the evening and come at this with fresh eyes in the morning."
The Adventurer's Guild Compound; Outside the Tavern
A niggling doubt had begun to scratch at the back of the dwarf's mind. Finally, he realized that this little dragon didn't have enough hide to make armor, at least not enough for a dwarf or a human...maybe barding for a cat or a small dog.
With that thought running through his mind, Muzdum hears the guard saying, "The guild has its own garbage disposal service. No need for members to do the work, which makes me think you might be stealing something. Uncover it, please."
Estelle witnesses all this, as well as the faint of voices from within the tavern.
The Lords' Mansion, Lady Nineveh d'Anovia's Quarters
Renaldo arrives to find Dominic standing outside the Lady's quarters, arguing with one of the mansion's servants, carrying a platter.
"I am one of the lady's personal guards. I will take this into her."
The servant eyes Dominic calmly, "The mansion staff have protocols that all of the lords and ladies understand and agree to when staying here."
Dominic looms over the servant, using his height to attempt to intimidate the young man, "My lady's security is more important than your protocols."
It is at this point that Dominic and the servant notice Renaldo.
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
It would seem dominic is in dispute over the safety of the lady so renaldo does not interfere with his action. Instead, he looks the servent in the eye and says, "the last time someone prevented him from doing his assigned duties as personal guard to the lady he had the poor fool taken to the prison. at the end of his shift for the next 5 days he slowly dissassembled the said fool with a rusty dull knife. If I were you, i would let us in. I won;t be able to stom him from doing what he wishes tothose prevent us from being, ... well, personal guards. now, please, for your own safety adn lively hood, do as he asks."
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"Indeed, my friends. Things may be clearer by light of day." Valen claps Johen on the shoulder and smiles at the others. "We have plenty to think on, and much to do come morning. I am an early riser myself, but do not expect the same of others. We can meet here for breakfast, two hours past dawn. What say you?"
ethandrew
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From behind the guard Estelle reaches around and places a hand on the man's forearm, attempting to stay whatever action the guard intended next, "I apologize for this dwarf's tact, apparently he has none. His eyes are from his stomach and his mind, well, further below," Estelle gives an almost imperceptible wink toward Muzdum. "But this appears to be a victim of the dragon fever, and maybe it would be wise to see if the tavern or its patrons are alright."
Shayuri opens her mouth to say something, ask something, as Aohdan starts to walk off...but realizes she has no idea what to say. The feeling of being tantalizingly close to the answer is just that; a feeling. One that slips away quickly once Aohdan is out of sight.
She looks at her injured hand, now wrapped in a bandage, and sits there pensively for a little while longer before getting up and seeking lodging for the night.
She looks at her injured hand, now wrapped in a bandage, and sits there pensively for a little while longer before getting up and seeking lodging for the night.
OOC: The shadowy figure has an Adventurer's Guild ring so doesn't really need to be stealthy.
The Adventurer's Guild Tavern
The Thayvian sits up, rubbing his arms as if trying to overcome a chill, "I thank you for your assistance. My name is Vashar." He looks over at his dead companions but his emotions are difficult to read...either he feels nothing for them or masks his grief well.
After a moment, he gets to his feet, addressing Johen and Alaric, "I regret that I have nothing to offer in payment. I am an exile from my people, here in the hopes of winning some gold or perhaps even a lordship in the tournaments."
"Well met Vashar. My name is Johen from the High Forest in Turen. There is no need for repayment or maybe some information: Tell me, how did you know your.. dragon companion? Where was she from? Did you know about her disease? And if so, how did she catch it?" enquires Johen.
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