The Ancient Paths - Path I

[Dhes]

After the confusion created by the loud half-ling. Hrolf stairs at the retreading form of Nae’talis, after his pardon was proclaimed.

Getting up and approaching Harad before he can leave. “Master Harad, my I know on what grounds Nae’talis was pardoned. I seems that Master Nae’talis isn’t interested in the rezone, but I as his defense counsel am. “

 

[hippocrachus]

~ Hrolf ~

"Sometimes a petty criminal has to be over-looked to catch a felon," Harad says to the younger cleric of Tyr with a sagacious smile. The Justiciar hands Hrolf the rolled up parchment with a nod to open it.
The paper is blank.

 

[kirinke]

"Anything is better than a bush or cave," she said, laughingly. "And as long as it has half-way decent food and drink, I'm not one to complain," she grinned. "Lucky me, I can even sing for my supper,"

 

[Majin]

Nae'talis eyes Sabriel, noticing her heritage. "I was... unaware that a plane-touched's tastes could be so... pedestrian," he comments, expelling a quiet blast of air from his nostrils in mild amusement.

 

[kirinke]

Sabriel looked at him and grinned. "Well, I'm mostly human and was raised by humans. So I like music and such 'pedestrian' things as well as the next person," she looked at him pointedly. "So why does Syrriel seem to dislike you? Not that it much matters, most Gold Elves I've met think that everyone is beneath them." she chuckled. "They're sorta like cats in that regard, only not as cute and cuddly,"

 

[Majin]

Nae'talis brushes a finger past his lips as he considers Sabriel's words. "Well Ms. Imaide, I am fully human and find that no excuse to settle for anything but the best for myself and others, if it pleases me. As for music, it can either be pedestrian, as you say, or regal, depending on its performers. Things of such variation are always subject to a fine eye for criticism," he nods, considering the matter closed.

"As for Syrriel, she apparently has her reasons for disliking me so. Perhaps she is so basest as for it to be simply about my blood, which would be doubly fitting for her, as a Gold Elf, and I, as a Thayan. But she is a clever girl, I can tell as much. Her reasons no doubt run far deeper than that, but what they are in detail, even I cannot say. It is no matter though, as I plan to make myself scarce quite shortly. I only wish to be left alone, and those that take such a disliking to me in quicker time than the little we've spoken, make me suspicious..."

 

[hippocrachus]

~ Nae'talis & Sabriel ~

"Just as Sun Elves are stereotyped by their race, Thayan's are stereotyped by their culture," Syrriel says as she comes out of the back room with her hands full. She looks at both of the adventurers with a reproving sneer for their racial slurs. They remembered that Sun Elves are snooty, but they forgot that a Sun Elf is still an Elf. The ears and all...
"Here are the items." She places them on the counter in a pile and begins describing the items and their magical properties to the wizard. "Where's Hrolf and Hildor?" She secretly doesn't feel comfortable giving all of the items to Nae'talis. Treachery is a common trait among the stereotypical Thayan. Sabriel seems to be out of her mind at the moment; the faster Nae'talis is out of the picture, the faster she can send the Harper envoy back to Silverymoon.

 

[kirinke]

"Just Sabriel if you please, I'm not much for formalities," the bard said with a quick, easy grin. "And as far as disliking goes, we've just met, hardly enough time for me to form any opinion either way." she shrugged. "If you would be kind enough to point me in the direction of whatever passes as an inn in this place, I'd be quite grateful indeed."

She looked at Syrriel. "And if you do not wish to be judged by sterotypes my old friend, do not live up to them," she said seriously. "If you want, we can talk tomorrow in private." she smiled, but there was steel underneath, hinting that the air-head act was just that, an act. "We have alot to 'catch' up on, I think."

 

[hippocrachus]

~ Nae'talis & Sabriel ~

"No, no, Sabriel. There will be no need for you to leave," she says, pointing sternly at a furnished chair in the middle of the room. The envoy may have the backing of a High Harper, but she was still a student and probably still subject to Syrriel's authority... Maybe.

 

[kirinke]

ooc:
I suspect that Syrriel may have the advantage of home base, but Sabriel has the advantage of Harper authority backing her, she isn't going to be easily intimidated.

IC
Sabriel grinned to herself as she sat down. She had scored a point against the elder harper, hopefully with the act she put on with Nae'talis, he'd consider her harmless. Another point in her favor. Like one of her teachers said, the more harmless you look, the easier it is to pick a pocket or lift a purse off a mark.