Ruik's Carrion Crown Pt1

[kinem]

Still confused by the thugs' unusual demand, Rijel resolves to ask around later and try to find the reason for it.

He steps forward. "Hello. I am Rijel. I knew Professor Lorrimor as a wise and patient teacher and a friend. Thanks to his insights I hope to make more rapid progress in my study of magic. I regret that I won't get to spend more time talking with him. I believe that all who knew him feel the same way. Thank you."

 

[jkason]

Malounen Tiliney, human druid

It was all Mal could do to keep vague composure as the eulogizing continued. He held his ground, then, fearing that taking the stage would turn him into nothing so much as a blubbering slob. be strong he thought to himself. be a mountain. You owe him that.

 

[Ruiktheforgotten]

And with those touching words from Xilena and Rijel, the funeral was brought to a close. From a distance the group of heroes can see Kendra saying her goodbyes to the other guests. With those done, Kendra approaches the the group. "Well with everything over and done with, how about you all come back to father's......i mean my home, for some food and drink before the reading of the Will? I dont mean to impose but its the least i can do for all you have done for me today."

The Lorrimor residence is a modest home, but clearly one of a academic, with crowded bookshelves in every room. It is learned that the reading of the will cannot commence without the pressence of Councilman Vashian Hearthmount (the closest thing to a Solicitor in Ravengro). The Councilman has other duties to perform before the reading of the will and the party is informed it will be at least an hour before he is to arrive.

OOC: Ok so for the speeches that were said at the funeral you have been awarded 1 trust point and so are at 22. on another note this is an excellent time to introduce yourselves to one another

 

[jkason]

Malounen Tiliney, human druid

"I'm Mal Tiliney," the young man says a bit nervously as the group gathers in the professor's former home. "I met the professor at a lecture a couple of years ago, and his theories on ley lines were just ... well, turned it into a career. Sort of," he offers.

 

[kinem]

"Well met, Mal. Everyone. I'm Rijel. I wonder what kind of a career that is! At some point, those of us with an interest in magic should get together and discuss what we learned from the professor; I think he'd have liked that. My focus is practical as I study both magic and the combat arts, and try to use both skills together, but it's good to learn a bit about other aspects of the art."

 

[jkason]

Malounen Tiliney, human druid

"I wonder what kind of a career that is! "

Mal blushes a bit, but even through his grief it's clear the thought of talking about his specialty energizes him.

"I've spent the last few years traversing the Hungry Mountains, mapping the ley lines there. Something about the interaction of the geography and other metaphysical forces warps them in some fascinating ways. I've started learning how to tap them more directly as a method of enhancing spell power, and from hypothoses of the professor, even found that disruptions in them can be indicative of the presence of particular magical creatures."

 

[BBs]

"Well most of you already know I'm Xilena Teara. It's great to meet others who knew Lorrimor. He could never teach me magic, only taught me how to control it. Magic comes to me naturally, and I do have a natural talent towards fire magic."

 

[The Joker]

As Kyrus stood over the open grave of his old friend, he couldn’t help but fight back tears. He knew he should go up and say a few words, but he knew he would just end up a blubbering idiot. Instead he kept silent as the others made there own speech about how they knew him. As the casket was lowered, he reached into one of his inner pockets and pulled a beautiful multilayered flower with deep blue petals and a light pink center. It was a lycdon flower, a rare herb, that professor taught him all about. How to harvest, how to store, how to distill, what properties it had, how to get other properties, what’s safe to mix with it, what isn’t. The man was a genius. With a single tear, he dropped it down into the open grave as both a sign of respect and an inside remark of how much he owed the man.

After the process was over and he had regained his composure, they where all approached by his daughter. He knew her as Kendra. He was ashamed to admit he had feelings for her, but she never found out so he simply hid it in his heart, like words in a page of a book. When she invited them all over to her place for drinks, Kyrus only nodded and silently followed, but hesitated when they left the cemetery. He was so moved by the precession that he had forgotten all about his chest of things.

Looking around the group he was with, he poked the shoulder of the massive half-ork who introduced himself as Gor during the bit with the thugs. “Excuse me sir, I hate to be a bother, but I need help with my possessions. As you can see, I do not have the strength to carry them. Could you help me, kind sir?”

[sblock] this will be quick, then me and gor can skip to the house [/sblock]

 

[Jemal]

Gor had stood silently at the funeral. For him, mourning the man who had shown him a new path was a personal, private affair, though the speeches of some of the others were moving.

When asked to aid with the chest, Gor smiled slightly "Of course, any friend of the Professor is a friend of Gor." He followed the smaller man to the chest and hefted it with a raised brow "You bear a Heavy burden. It will be my honour to assist."

 

[saphyre_wolf]

"I am Zatira. My father sent me here to represent him because he was unable to come. My father and the professor were very good friends. And we were very sad when we heard he had passed."