(RP) Dangerous Legacy

[Knight Otu]

"The nearby lands are threatened by kobolds more than Thel'Luthia is*. That is part of the reason for our travel. Tomorrow, we want to travel farther to Enberton, as quickly as possible. It would be a great boon if we could speed up our travel..." Sel'Tarien's voice trails off, hoping that the halflings catch the clue, but with little hope that they do.


(*I'm assuming this based on what happened so far. If I'm wrong and Sel'Tarien would know, tell me.

Sorry for the delay - I was kind of waiting for the others to post as well...)

 

[Vendetta]

((OOC: *The reason they think that Thel'Luthia is beseiged by kobolds is that they do not know that Sel'Tarien, and elf, is not from Thel'Luthia (or rather, that you came from Tev'El Rhoe, not Thel'Luthia). They said "What of Thel'Luthia?" and Sel replied, ""No pleasant news, I am afraid. It appears that the Dark Lord Rox'Voroth left a legacy that is dangerous to all of Enber. A dragon has attacked Thel'Lorean, and claimed to have borne twin children of the Dark Lord.
And then there are the kobolds, which were driven out of their caves, and now plague the lands." They don't know that you mean the kobolds are attacking somewhere else... and the kobolds are not attacking their area (yet)... at least, that is what you figure or they would have known about kobold raids. I'm not sure If I'm making sense... email me at rahjr2k@hotmail.com if you are confused.))

 

[Tonguez]

Erlik returns from enjoying the delights of the celebration with a ale-envigoured spring in his step.
"A good folk these halflings" he slurps before noticing the serious mein on the group about Sonrika and Sel'

"kobolds - here!" he growls in his confusion, his back stiffening...

ooc sorry for the long abscence

 

[Tor L'Tha]

Rak continues dancing with the little halfling a while "my lady you got the energy of three grown humans" "I'm felling a bit tired" Rak bow deeply for the halfling noticing he has not asked her name "the lady's name?" he asks "I will spread the word in this lands that the finest dancers are to be found here" "and the name of the best of them are yours" he bows again and walk to where his friend Sel'Tarien is.
He looks worried or at least serious "hey Sel'Tarien good ale e?" says Rak with a small drunk smile "why so serious?" "talking business or politics with the little one?" he shakes hands with the halfling "Rak is my name... your ale and dancers are the finest of the known lands i must say" he then takes a seat and a new ale from the nearby table.

ooc: sorry delay. im beeing reading. but not found time to answer latley... moving in for final exam in two weeks.

 

[taitzu52]

He sees Rak finishing his dance, he stands up and says to the halfling lady, "Oh he's sure to spread the word, milady. That is, until someone buys his next pint, then all bets are off!" Sonrik gives Rak a good ribbing as he wipes off his hands and joins the elf.

Sonrik shakes his head at hearing Sel'Tarien's conversation. As I feared, he thinks, they do not understand the gravety of this. He joins Sel saying, "Yes, we seek passage, over water if possible. Who would we speak to?"

 

[Vendetta]

"Bah! That would be business! Tonight is a celebration! After all, it's Tuesday!" A couple of halflings pipe up. Another, more business looking (and scholarly, remember those glasses!) says, "on the marrow, go to the port. There is a boat there that may be able to take you where you need to go."

When Erlik staggers in and announces Kobolds... though it was a question, several of the halflings start to look scared.

 

[Tor L'Tha]

"Bah! That would be business! Tonight is a celebration! After all, it's Tuesday!" A couple of halflings pipe up. Another, more business looking (and scholarly, remember those glasses!) says, "on the marrow, go to the port.

"Hey" "Sel'Tarien can't we speak with mister glasses her tomorrow" "and better do as the gentleman says!" "its Tuesday and we should be celebrating" *hic* "what is your name little glassed friend? and where can you be found tomorrow?" *hic* "i... we... us will sure talk to you tomorrow" *hic* "where did i leave that pint?" he then zig-zags over to his pint, sits down and take small sips to it, talking with everyone that are willing to hear about how lovely the little dancing lady is and his admiring about their celebration. Quite drunk.

 

[Knight Otu]

I'm not sure If I'm making sense... email me at rahjr2k@hotmail.com if you are confused.))

(Not confused, that's pretty much what I guessed. The only thing I was unclear on if there would be kobold attacks in Thel'Luthia, and I assumed that it is not as bad there.)

A slight smile appears on Sel'Tarien's face as he thanks the halflings, and whispers in response to Rak's question "_Memories..."
Trying to get himself into better mood for the festival, he starts a small, happy song, almost as a whisper at first, but louder when encouraged. As he sings, he sheds a tear.

 

[Vendetta]

"Oh dear me, that boat will be leaving well before I'm awake... I think 9 in the morning... much to early... unhealthy time to be awake if you ask me." The halfling replies hastily. When Sel'Tarien starts his song, the halflings all grin and sway their mugs to the rhythem.

 

[taitzu52]

9 o'clock, thinks Sonrik. The young man watches the festivities, and begins to look for a place to rest for the evening. He looks for Liam and the others, seeing that Rak, Sel'Tarien, Erlik and Ala are being tended to. It is one of those moments that Sonrik wished that we was not chosen by The Twins, that he could lead a normal life. But this was his burden, and his honor. He contently searches for a quiet place to rest his head.