Tianchao Wangguo Chapter 1: Calm before the storm

[sword-dancer]

Arishan Tüen Li

"I´m honored" *he says as he sits down and answers to her with a subtle nod*
"to assist you in your worthy studies, and mybe could learn a bit of my own, possible I could gain a tiny bit of wisdom."

 

[Nephtys]

"I´m honored" *he says as he sits down and answers to her with a subtle nod*
"to assist you in your worthy studies, and mybe could learn a bit of my own, possible I could gain a tiny bit of wisdom."

She smiles, pleased at his acceptance of her suggestion. "Have you perhaps sensed the taint in this place? The agitation of the spirits?"

ooc: Has her sense of unease from her surroundings increased since she first felt it? Or since she entered the inn?

 

[Ariakor]

Outside the storm has been growing louder and more aggressive, so it seems. The wind is howling around the corners of the building while the sound of the rain drumming on the tiles of the roof seems to have intensified.

The young man, you notice, seems to glace towards you more often now.

ooc: so far, the feeling of uneasyness has been at about the same level. something brooding, lying in wait, like waiting for something to happen, but nothing that is quite definitive enough to put your finger on it... so far.

 

[sword-dancer]

Arishan Tüen Li

*He hesitates for a few moments*
"Taint, why did you believe this could be?"* he whispers so feint, as almost silent, even if nothing changed his behaviour, it is at least clear for her, his awareness isn`t only really high, but he `s readying himself mentally*

ooc: are his feelings that which are effects of Problems betwenn spirits and mortals or spirits or are there other things involved, mybe things he could possibly consider tainted.

 

[Ariakor]

ooc: taint is the influence of the shadowlands on all living creatures, the very essence that corrupts the weak to do the shadowland's bidding. It can corrupt items, people, places and spirits. Certain types of magic are also considered tainted, spreading the influence of the shadowlands

 

[Gez]

"Sure, sure," the innkeeper says, bowing to the new arrival. "Please take a seat while i bring you food and tea." A few minutes later he returns with two steaming bowles, one filled with rice, the other with vegetables and stripes of meat, while one of his daughters brings a cup and another pot of tea. "Do you need anything else?" he asks, bowing again.

« No, thanks. That'll be enough. »

She drinks her tea slowly, listening to the conversations and examining the patrons, trying to notice whether people are speaking about Shadowlands machinations.

 

[Seeten]

Lanyu accepts the soup with a polite nod, and listens to the conversations going on around her. She keeps an eye especially on the newcomers who appear to possess martial knowledge, watching them keenly. She hasnt gotten to spend much time with those sorts, and is very interested.

 

[Ariakor]

Sitting closer to the other newcomers than to the locals, who stick to four tables almost on the end of the room opposite the fireplace, near the stairs, it might even be possible for Lanyu to overhear a few peaces of what they are talking to each other.

ooc: might make a listen check or decide to walk over to the others, because you can hear a bit of their talking...a bit more than the locals do, that is. they are just eying everyone now and then.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Supoja Guchiko, female river spiritfolk wu-jen

"I think I may have heard of that place," notes Chou. "Legends and rumors and twice-told tales, mind you, nothing concrete. One hears of the strangest rumors in one's travels." He shrugs weakly. "I'm afraid such stories hold little personal appeal to me, so I can tell you little more. I revere the spirits, but I also keep them distant."

Glancing at the other arrivals, he glances at her. "My goodness, this place is seeing some odd customers, isn't it?"

"Storms always tend to drive strangers together," Guchiko murmurs, looking at the others with interest. The plain woman with the large cat, the man in pleasing shades of green who declared himself a scholar, and the two exotic women warriors... quite an unusual collection, even for so terrible a storm.

 

[Nephtys]

*He hesitates for a few moments*
"Taint, why did you believe this could be?"* he whispers so feint, as almost silent, even if nothing changed his behaviour, it is at least clear for her, his awareness isn`t only really high, but he `s readying himself mentally*

She shrugs uncomfortably, "All I know is that something seems wrong, spiritually wrong, in this region. It feels like something is lying in wait, something hungry. It might well be tainted, but I hope it is not."