Arkhandus
First Post
Squire Liiros Tivaniel
Liiros takes the opportunity to remove his heavy armor, shield, weapons, and backpack while resting and chatting. All the cart-dragging, fighting, marching, and gear-hauling has bulked up the elf's muscles a little bit over the past week or so. He thanks Nelle for the magic tokens, taking one of the messenger-bird feathers and leaving the rest for others in the group.
"I'll swim over to the shrine to have a look, Nelle, but I should spend the night near the rest of my group," Liiros responds as the unicorn starts to head for the shrine. He takes a swim in the lake, leaving most of his clothes on the shore near his armor. After a brief rest and tour of the shrine, he thanks Nelle again and swims back to the shore to dry off, dress, and warm up.
Once he's warm enough and his few wet clothes are drying, Liiros lays down to meditate until near dawn. He goes over the recent battles in his mind, reflects on early combat training as a youth, and focuses on calming memories of home to carry through the ordeal in Innenotdar. As he remembers childhood training, he suddenly recalls one of Corellon's tales from around that time, how the elvish hero Semeletyr saved one of Shahalesti's early queens, Kessierlyn, from an assassin. When Liiros stirs from his trance near dawn, the memory lingers, and he smiles. That was one of his favorite stories as a child when Corellon visited his trances.
Liiros eats a quick breakfast and retrieves his drying clothes, donning his armor, pack, and other gear once again. He straps on the shield and utters a few lines of elvish scripture, then is ready to depart.
Liiros takes the opportunity to remove his heavy armor, shield, weapons, and backpack while resting and chatting. All the cart-dragging, fighting, marching, and gear-hauling has bulked up the elf's muscles a little bit over the past week or so. He thanks Nelle for the magic tokens, taking one of the messenger-bird feathers and leaving the rest for others in the group.
"I'll swim over to the shrine to have a look, Nelle, but I should spend the night near the rest of my group," Liiros responds as the unicorn starts to head for the shrine. He takes a swim in the lake, leaving most of his clothes on the shore near his armor. After a brief rest and tour of the shrine, he thanks Nelle again and swims back to the shore to dry off, dress, and warm up.
Once he's warm enough and his few wet clothes are drying, Liiros lays down to meditate until near dawn. He goes over the recent battles in his mind, reflects on early combat training as a youth, and focuses on calming memories of home to carry through the ordeal in Innenotdar. As he remembers childhood training, he suddenly recalls one of Corellon's tales from around that time, how the elvish hero Semeletyr saved one of Shahalesti's early queens, Kessierlyn, from an assassin. When Liiros stirs from his trance near dawn, the memory lingers, and he smiles. That was one of his favorite stories as a child when Corellon visited his trances.
Liiros eats a quick breakfast and retrieves his drying clothes, donning his armor, pack, and other gear once again. He straps on the shield and utters a few lines of elvish scripture, then is ready to depart.
