Warriors Of The Coast

[DEFCON 1]

"It does not seem that the Elder is making any exceptions, Mother. If he has a large scale expedition planned -- and if all pledged to the Templars in this region respond to his call, it can hardly be a small number, even in a land lightly touched by the Flame's light such as this one -- there will be much to do that requires no skill with sword or spell."

Mother Kylin Tharavar looks straight at Khalia and her eyes grow a bit chilly. "Do not presume to tell me where or when I am needed, child. I will make that determination for myself. You however, have a very clear agenda ahead of you, and I suggest you follow your duties."

She stands up from the chair and looks down her nose at the young woman. "I have prayers to give. You can see yourself out." And with that, she walks to the alter of the temple and kneels before it in silent contemplation.

 

[Brogarn]

Ari thumps the halfork on the shoulder. "Looks like we'll be working together again. How about that. The heroes of Seawell." He laughs to himself at that last. Some heroes.

Skarg raises an eyebrow Heroes of Seawell? Kinda like the sound of that. Wouldn't call it true, but I like the sound of it. with a wide grin and a chuckle, Skarg starts heading home to get ready for the trip.

See you in the morning. Try to be on time. I don't want to be associated with someone being late because they were busy primping themselves. We both know I'll be the best looking guard on this trip, anyways. No need to gussy up.

 

[stonegod]

See you in the morning. Try to be on time. I don't want to be associated with someone being late because they were busy primping themselves. We both know I'll be the best looking guard on this trip, anyways. No need to gussy up.

"Dressing fancy is for those that need it. Me, I'm a natural looker." With a nod, he lets Skarg go about this business.

The hunter has the day to himself, and finds himself just wandering town, with no real purpose. Just strolling.

 

[Brogarn]

Skarg snorts out a chuckle then heads on his way.

 

[drothgery]

Mother Kylin Tharavar looks straight at Khalia and her eyes grow a bit chilly. "Do not presume to tell me where or when I am needed, child. I will make that determination for myself. You however, have a very clear agenda ahead of you, and I suggest you follow your duties."

"I, presume? Shall I remind you yet again that I am not, and never have been, under your authority, or the Elder's for that matter? I am an ir'Indari and an Archivist, not some errand girl you can send off in your place. I go because my skills may well be needed; there is some small chance I may able to prevent this from becoming a disaster. And duty requires me to try." She said.

She stands up from the chair and looks down her nose at the young woman. "I have prayers to give. You can see yourself out." And with that, she walks to the alter of the temple and kneels before it in silent contemplation.

Khalia leaves, and only the ingrained habits of centuries of nobility keep her from slamming the door on her way out.

I let her get to me again. Why can't I manage her?

 

[Velmont]

Jango being alone again, stay silent and stares at the roof. His feeling are just too mixed up. Ashamed of having gone into adventure, frustrated of being grounded, scared of the voice in his head as he didn't liked what the voice told in his head when he was talking with Ari, Khalia and Zan, anxious about a possible rumors on his mark now that his secret has been discovered, eager of learning about his mark...

Jango takes a deep breath and close his eyes. The night is a godo counselor, and all the emotion will have been washed away. He will be able to analyze better the events of teh day. All is too fresh in his head. His mind starts to remember all the events of teh day, and he thinks of what her mother told him earlier today, that somewhere, he had human blood in his lineage. With the fast change in his emotion he had today, he could only agree with it. It was the last thought he had before he felt asleep.

 

[DEFCON 1]

Jango is roused out of bed the next morning by his mother. "Jango! Wake up! It's time for your lessons." His eyes slowly open, as Morinda Silversun moves to the window and throws open the shades, streaming sunlight into the room. "Clean yourself up and then go out front to get something to eat... and while you are out there, decide what you want to learn about or do. While your father wants me to accelerate your arcane study, at the very least I want to let you learn what you are interested in, not just what I think you should know."

 

[DEFCON 1]

Khalia returns to the Green Lilac and to the books in her room. She spends a few more hours reviewing, checking, and researching on all manner of things... the ruins outside of town, the history of the lycanthrope decimation, Elder Nevillom's leadership of Hope. Finally sleep overtakes her and she goes to bed and has an uneasy sleep.

The next morning she wakes up, gets cleaned and dressed and grabs a quick bite to eat in the tavern of the Lilac. Soon after she leaves with the two letters in her hand that she needs to send to her father in Thrane. She walks the streets of Seawell and heads for the House Sivis outpost. The streets are already full of people, as activity seems to have increased two-fold than what it was but two days ago. Apparently the news of the successful stopping of the pirate raids were enough to get people active in all manner of action again.

The Sivis outpost in town is nothing more than the home of Herkin Stubblebine d'Sivis, a marked gnome that owns and runs a minor messaging service. He sends any messages he receives in town using his whispering wind ability onto the full-service Sivis Messaging Office in Newthrone... who then forward the messages further on across the continent. It doesn't really cause any additional problems, although one extra jump means security is just a little bit looser. Thus the wisdom of Khalia using two letters, one of which is encrypted.

She arrives and goes through the entire process to get her messages sent on, and finishes up in about an hour. She knows her two letters will arrive at her father's end within the hour most likely, but there's no guarantee when he'll get the chance to actually read or respond to her commincations. She pays her fee and then leaves the Sivis office, the day now hers to decide her next move.

 

[drothgery]

Decrypting the letter would be slow, and it would take her father at least a little time to read it and send a reply -- especially if he was a concerned as she about keeping what was burried near the lighthouse a secret. But she asked the gnomes to find her immediately, rather than just leaving a note at the Lilac, if a message from Lord Alistair arrived in the next day or two.

Khalia decides to find Ari, who had mentioned that he was heading north. Khalia had no doubt she could show a brigand or two the error of their ways, but a larger band could be trouble; it would be safer to travel with a caravan, or at least with some companions.

 

[Velmont]

Jango opens his eyes. He looks at her mother as she speaks and once she left the room, he stand up. He still feels teh sands in his hair. The dust over his body. He was so tired that he didn't clean himself once he came back to the Green Lilac. He goes to the stove and put some water on the fire to have a warm bath. Waiting to have some hot water, he takes a quick snack. Breads and cheese to eat. As the water starts to boil, he carry it to teh bath and pour the hot water in the cold bath.

He enters the bath and relax, starting to wash his longs hair, trying to remove all teh sand that is in it. As he does this he rethinks of the events of the day before. His mother offered him to choose the field of his study. There was three things that would interest him. But he was wondering how she would recieve his two lasts ideas. She wouldn understand that something is happening in his head.

Not an hour after he has been waken, he go to see his mother. He finds her in teh kitchen, prepparing some meals for the guest of the Inn. "I have thought about it. There is three things I would like to focus on for now. Yesterday, Zan offered me to teach me how to summon a familiar animal, like his frog Derra. I would be interested to have such companion. I could meet him this morning and study that with him. I told him I might come see him this morning, but that would depend if I would be allowed to."

After an hesitation, he adds "The second things, I would like to continue to study the history. I would like to learn more about the War of the Mark." speaking again about his mark make him feels that such focus on his part on his mark might gives a bad reaction of his mother, so before she can answer, he continues "and finally, I would like to train on the powers of my mark. Yesterday, I felt something unusual. We always thought my mark could only allow me to produce some fire, but there is more. When I fought Erqua, I felt my mark burning, just like when I use it. And I felt the energy of the mark concentrating into my spell, the ray of enfeeblement, as you name it in your books. I saw the ray, and it was darker, more intense then the one I used to cast. It seems I can make my spell more powerfull with the power of my mark. I want to understand it."