Tarumen, Land of Earth and Sky

[Verbatim]

*Waiting for the others to leave, Throreth bows slightly before the Magistrate as he departs.*

"We shall tell you all we know as the situation permits Madame Magistrate."

*His business finished here, Throreth left the horses lashed and locked his wagon as he followed the others to the inn.*

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*In a few moments the group is back in the Able Apple, taking up the end of the third table. The group of elves has gone by this time, and you're served quickly with pie and cider for all. The serving wench looks you over carefully when she thinks you're not looking, while the rest of the patrons concentrate on their food.*

 

[sword-dancer]

Hot Cider for my throat

"Hello.. I´m Cirlioniel... ned ..Uirlianelen, a Ranger.
I´m an able Archer.. and.. now a bit... of the... way of the woods..., how to... follow trail... and track..."

 

[sukael]

Erland M. Grauhim - Human

"As I'm certain some of you already know--Erland M. Grauhim, at your service."

*He makes a small nod-bow--not that he can do much more while seated.*

"I'm a druid, wandering at the moment, and I suspect, as able a tracker as Cirlioniel here is."

*As he talks, the hawk on his shoulder hops down to the table, picking a bit out of his pie and giving an exploratory swallow.*

"Arroweye here, when he isn't making a pig out of himself--" --with that the hawk cocks its head back at Erland in an almost accusatory manner-- "--is an able hunter, and rather tougher than his size would suggest."

 

[kirinke]

Cerithea: High Elf Cleric/Ranger

She grinned at the druid. "I used to have a cat that liked to eat carrots. Strangest thing that," she chuckled and got more serious. "I have some skills as a ranger, but my primary calling is that of a priestess of Ehlonna. You can call me Thea by the way." she added in a more friendly manner, now that the formalities had been dealt with.



[sblock] Sorry, keep on forgetting the title thingie. [/sblock]

 

[Verbatim]

Throreth, Elvish diviner/alchemist

*Throreth took a seat in the middle of the table and listened while the others began to introduce themselves fully. When he felt it was his turn to speak, he looked around and cleared his throat quickly.*

"I am Throreth, a student of the mystic arts and crafter in the alchemical arts. I have been away from the road for quite some time, so forgive me if my woodland skills are not what they once were. However, the meager spells I do possess I shall use as best I can on our hunt for this creature."

*When a waitress does walk by, Throreth orders wine and a plate of fruit to help settle his nerves.*

 

[sword-dancer]

Cirlioniel ned Uirlianelen

"I don`t ...expect, ...that ...you are be as... good ...in my ways ...than.... in yours..., I definitely... expect... from everyone that... he pulls... his... own weight... and.. you use... your trade... as.. good.. for our company as... should.. everybody else...his, within... reason."*answered he in a harsh croaking tone*
I would prefer a novice, who stood by his comerades, over a swordmaster who is aselfish gloryhound

 

[Verbatim]

Throreth, Elvish diviner/alchemist

*Nodding his head in thanks to the ranger, Throreth listened while the others finished introducing themselves. When they were all finished, Throreth decided to cut to the heart of the matter.*

"So, what do you all think is really going on here? Do you think there could be someone with a possible grudge against this village?"

 

[kirinke]

Cerithea: Female High elf

"Probably. Either that or we could be looking at some sort of ritual that takes place every fifteen years or so. And this place just happens to be the nearest source of ritual fodder." Cerithea looked grim. "Hopefully it's the former. A grudge I can understand."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*As the group talks, the group of elves comes back in, whispering frantically in Elvish. It's a bit too far away to hear what they're saying, but when the stop the group they stop cold and give the group a chilly stare.*

"Come Silamil, Alion, unlike some people, we're going to get actual work done today instead of just sitting around and eating," the elf priest says with a superior sniff. She waits just long enough to collect some bags of food from a serving maid, quickly pays her, and then sweeps out again with her two half-elf companions.