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The Test of Time
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Zoatebix
Working on it
"The ritual certainly doesn't save any money - even at festival prices - but it does make the occasion seem special. It is useful for travel, though: you don't have to carry as much food. I've never performed the ritual for three before - I'm not sure it will work, but I will try." Shi-Torob motions for the litorian and the faen to come near, starts the fire, says a few soft words, and serves Soen and Rurrahr their meager yet (hopefully) filling portions.
Torob enjoys the meal for a few minutes in silence before finally opening up personally like some of his companions. "With the likes of Havinar Balacos running around, people like me can get a poor public image. Like him I champion Death, but I am no mass-murderer."
Torob enjoys the meal for a few minutes in silence before finally opening up personally like some of his companions. "With the likes of Havinar Balacos running around, people like me can get a poor public image. Like him I champion Death, but I am no mass-murderer."
Erekose13
Explorer
Shi-Torob is able to prepare an excellent meal from the limited, but delicious food that he chose from the market. Relocating to the much quiter environs of the city park you are able to find a spot away from the crowds. There are still quite a few people around in the park but it is a much more relaxed atmosphere. A few children run around chasing a small dog as it darts beneath a bush.
The food may have only been enough to fill his stomach, but with the ritual that Shi-Torob preforms, everyone has plenty to eat. In fact by the end no one feels like eating any more food that day. [ooc: I'll go with 1 meal = 2 days food]
After the meal, there is still plenty of daylight for you to take in some more of the festivities, be they austere plays in remembrance of fallen heroes, to more daring do by faen acrobatics. Everything in Navael seems to have already returned to normal despite the occurance in the market that morning.
When everyone has had enough for the day you all retire to an inn for the evening, where a peaceful sleep awaits. With anticipation you rise in the morning ready to begin your quest. The two locals lead you round to the Family of the Diamond Throne's front entrance, where you find the building to have a much more presentable face. It is still a simple 3 story building, but a large crest of the empire hangs above the door.
There outside the building stands Ou Rathlin waiting for everyone. "Good morning everyone, are you ready for a hike. It should take us only a little while to reach the location that dragon-man's orders refered too as its about 3 miles out of town."
The food may have only been enough to fill his stomach, but with the ritual that Shi-Torob preforms, everyone has plenty to eat. In fact by the end no one feels like eating any more food that day. [ooc: I'll go with 1 meal = 2 days food]
After the meal, there is still plenty of daylight for you to take in some more of the festivities, be they austere plays in remembrance of fallen heroes, to more daring do by faen acrobatics. Everything in Navael seems to have already returned to normal despite the occurance in the market that morning.
When everyone has had enough for the day you all retire to an inn for the evening, where a peaceful sleep awaits. With anticipation you rise in the morning ready to begin your quest. The two locals lead you round to the Family of the Diamond Throne's front entrance, where you find the building to have a much more presentable face. It is still a simple 3 story building, but a large crest of the empire hangs above the door.
There outside the building stands Ou Rathlin waiting for everyone. "Good morning everyone, are you ready for a hike. It should take us only a little while to reach the location that dragon-man's orders refered too as its about 3 miles out of town."
Lobo Lurker
First Post
K'trinaxes stretches and nods at the Giantess. "Ready." He grins good naturedly at the rest of the group, but something seems off about his smile. The sincerity is there, the appropriate muscles are moved, the teeth are clean, but it just rubs you the wrong way.
OOC: Sorry I haven't been posting a lot recently. Real Life has been time consuming and tiring lately.
OOC: Sorry I haven't been posting a lot recently. Real Life has been time consuming and tiring lately.
Scotley
Hero
Rurrahr Litorian Unfettered
Rurrahr arrives and greets his companions warmly. His mane is carefully brushed and he wears a pack on his back, ready to travel. To Ou Rathlin he says, "Three miles is hardly a hike for a child of the plains--merely a pleasant morning stroll." He grins. "Should we get some digging tools in case the entrance is buried?"
Rurrahr arrives and greets his companions warmly. His mane is carefully brushed and he wears a pack on his back, ready to travel. To Ou Rathlin he says, "Three miles is hardly a hike for a child of the plains--merely a pleasant morning stroll." He grins. "Should we get some digging tools in case the entrance is buried?"
Lobo Lurker
First Post
K'trinaxes frowns. "Why expend the funds if it's not necessary? Three miles is hardly any distance at all... especially for a horse or radont. Why don't we reconnoiter the dig site first? If tools are needed we can leave a guard and return to purchase some?"Scotley said:
Eonthar
Explorer
Elrion Kyrik - Human Mage Blade
Three miles - I don't think I've ever been three miles from Navael. My village is only a mile away - and I remember that being a long and painful trip when I made it 8 years ago. "Ready", he says somewhat hesitantly.
Elrion is dressed in brown leather breeches and a white shirt covered by a supple brown studded-leather jack. He wears sturdy walking boots, a wide-brimmed hat and a forest green cloak. Strapped to his sides are two perfectly maintained weapons, a longsword and a short sword. On his back is a lightly loaded backpack, shortbow and quiver of arrows.
Three miles - I don't think I've ever been three miles from Navael. My village is only a mile away - and I remember that being a long and painful trip when I made it 8 years ago. "Ready", he says somewhat hesitantly.
Elrion is dressed in brown leather breeches and a white shirt covered by a supple brown studded-leather jack. He wears sturdy walking boots, a wide-brimmed hat and a forest green cloak. Strapped to his sides are two perfectly maintained weapons, a longsword and a short sword. On his back is a lightly loaded backpack, shortbow and quiver of arrows.
ender_wiggin
First Post
"My sword arm is always ready," says Milton. "For a six-mile jog, if nothing else. I say we take a few tools, but there's no use trying to prepare for everything."
Zoatebix
Working on it
Shi-Torob, Giant Champion of Death 1
"If we desperately need to dig and not waste the time to return to Navael, the broad head of my swordaxe could serve as a poor but passable digging tool, I'm sure. Other than that - our strides are long, our backs strong, and the day's young. I don't think I could be more ready."
"If we desperately need to dig and not waste the time to return to Navael, the broad head of my swordaxe could serve as a poor but passable digging tool, I'm sure. Other than that - our strides are long, our backs strong, and the day's young. I don't think I could be more ready."
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