[WoT Adventure] Turn 2 - Back at the Inn
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Sir Osis of Liver
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OOC:
[ i reread and edited accordingly looks like it's back to the seen of the fight for most of use, HUH]
[ i reread and edited accordingly looks like it's back to the seen of the fight for most of use, HUH]
Ashrem Bayle
Explorer
Ash took jain hand in a firm handshake. "Ashrem Bayle, it is a pleasure."
Letting go of Jain, looked up as Sersei came down the steps. He couldn't help but flash a grin. Wow. She is pret-burn me! Stop thinking like that! Reluctantly he turned his attention back to the table.
"Glad to have you fellows along. I doubt there will be any guards to spare however, since they're working the crowds today. We'll just have to be careful.”
He looks up as the women sit down. “Morning ladies, I trust you slept well?”
As they mentioned their interest in joining the group on their search Ash almost choked on his ale, but refrained from comment however. Burn me! I can’t get away from these bloody women. It would be much easier if they weren’t so easy to look at. The other men sure don’t seem to want to get rid of them. No help there.
“Well. We’re not going to find anything sitting here.” He said as he stood. He seemed to become dizzy as he stood and put a hand on the table to sturdy himself. Shaking it off he asked, “Do you think Lord Tomas would care to join us?”
[OOC: Want to wait on Lord Tomas to post? Also, Dave, when will Logain be coming through?]
Letting go of Jain, looked up as Sersei came down the steps. He couldn't help but flash a grin. Wow. She is pret-burn me! Stop thinking like that! Reluctantly he turned his attention back to the table.
"Glad to have you fellows along. I doubt there will be any guards to spare however, since they're working the crowds today. We'll just have to be careful.”
He looks up as the women sit down. “Morning ladies, I trust you slept well?”
As they mentioned their interest in joining the group on their search Ash almost choked on his ale, but refrained from comment however. Burn me! I can’t get away from these bloody women. It would be much easier if they weren’t so easy to look at. The other men sure don’t seem to want to get rid of them. No help there.
“Well. We’re not going to find anything sitting here.” He said as he stood. He seemed to become dizzy as he stood and put a hand on the table to sturdy himself. Shaking it off he asked, “Do you think Lord Tomas would care to join us?”
[OOC: Want to wait on Lord Tomas to post? Also, Dave, when will Logain be coming through?]
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Noble Wakes
"Thrust...parry...riposte!" Harlan, the Man-At-Arms of the Menorians shouted his commands at Lord Tomas. The only such time when a Noble might allow one of commoner blood to take such a tone. Lord Tomas' arms grew tired from the weight of the shield and practice sword. His strength was not great so he was forced to reply on his cunning. But for some reason, try as he might, he could not score a hit on the man today.
The sky above suddenly darkened, swirling colors of red, purple, and orange shooting through, illuminating the ever present Stone of Tear in an unusual light. Before Lord Tomas could ask what was happening, Harlan metamorphed into a nine-foot tall beast. It had a bear's head, dirty plate armor, and a large wicked curved sword. "Thrust...parry...riposte!" it growled as it lunged. It was all Lord Tomas could do to fend off the massive attacks. His practice sword shivered and trembled at the impacts. His arm felt bruised and battered as he worked his shield to intercept other blows. With a loud crack, his shield was sundered. A follow up swing shattered the practice sword. His back against the courtyard wall, Lord Tomas gazed defeatedly at the advancing trolloc. It's sword raised for the killing blow. The sword came down and...
Lord Tomas awoke, covered in sweat. Light, let that be just a dream... Lord Tomas waited for his senses to reconnect with reality as he sat in his bed. Once fully aware and in control, he got up and washed. He put on another set of his fine clothes, these in a somber shade of dark green. He reached for his longsword, drawing it from his sheath and gazing at the cold metal blade. He resheathed it and buckled on his sword. In the corner was his steel shield, complete with the House Menorian device laquered on the front. Lord Tomas picked up the shield and slung it on his back, vowing that next time, he would be better prepared.
Lord Tomas then walked calmly downstairs for breakfast. He couldn't help overhearing the other talking about going to see what the Trollocs had been up to. He gave a small involuntary shiver and continued to eat his breakfast. Let them go. It's none of your concern. The False Dragon will be here and gone in a couple days, then you can get on with business as usual. Why were those Trollocs here? Hmmm...they are going to need a Noble to help them deliver news if they discover evidence of a dire plot. Very well...
Lord Tomas, having finished his breakfast, stands and approaches the others. "I shall accompany you on your errand." Lord Tomas states, directiing it to Yuri and Ashrem, the ones he knows best. He barely looks at the Ladies, not quite wanting to look at them after what they did the night before. "Perhaps it might be wisest for the Ladies to stay in the relative saftey of town. We are not taking a walk in a park, after all."
"Thrust...parry...riposte!" Harlan, the Man-At-Arms of the Menorians shouted his commands at Lord Tomas. The only such time when a Noble might allow one of commoner blood to take such a tone. Lord Tomas' arms grew tired from the weight of the shield and practice sword. His strength was not great so he was forced to reply on his cunning. But for some reason, try as he might, he could not score a hit on the man today.
The sky above suddenly darkened, swirling colors of red, purple, and orange shooting through, illuminating the ever present Stone of Tear in an unusual light. Before Lord Tomas could ask what was happening, Harlan metamorphed into a nine-foot tall beast. It had a bear's head, dirty plate armor, and a large wicked curved sword. "Thrust...parry...riposte!" it growled as it lunged. It was all Lord Tomas could do to fend off the massive attacks. His practice sword shivered and trembled at the impacts. His arm felt bruised and battered as he worked his shield to intercept other blows. With a loud crack, his shield was sundered. A follow up swing shattered the practice sword. His back against the courtyard wall, Lord Tomas gazed defeatedly at the advancing trolloc. It's sword raised for the killing blow. The sword came down and...
Lord Tomas awoke, covered in sweat. Light, let that be just a dream... Lord Tomas waited for his senses to reconnect with reality as he sat in his bed. Once fully aware and in control, he got up and washed. He put on another set of his fine clothes, these in a somber shade of dark green. He reached for his longsword, drawing it from his sheath and gazing at the cold metal blade. He resheathed it and buckled on his sword. In the corner was his steel shield, complete with the House Menorian device laquered on the front. Lord Tomas picked up the shield and slung it on his back, vowing that next time, he would be better prepared.
Lord Tomas then walked calmly downstairs for breakfast. He couldn't help overhearing the other talking about going to see what the Trollocs had been up to. He gave a small involuntary shiver and continued to eat his breakfast. Let them go. It's none of your concern. The False Dragon will be here and gone in a couple days, then you can get on with business as usual. Why were those Trollocs here? Hmmm...they are going to need a Noble to help them deliver news if they discover evidence of a dire plot. Very well...
Lord Tomas, having finished his breakfast, stands and approaches the others. "I shall accompany you on your errand." Lord Tomas states, directiing it to Yuri and Ashrem, the ones he knows best. He barely looks at the Ladies, not quite wanting to look at them after what they did the night before. "Perhaps it might be wisest for the Ladies to stay in the relative saftey of town. We are not taking a walk in a park, after all."
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Re: Noble Wakes
Yuri groans inwardly. Burn me, I know he's Tairen, but he better start showing some respect towards the girls, or I'll be mad enough to eat my armor at day's end. I better fix this, for my own good.
"Actually, Lord Tomas, it might be beneficial to take these ladies with us, given their extensive studies and...other talents."
And that I won't be snapped at again today! If I am I might spank the one doing the snapping. That is, if they haven't learned much since I left, of course.
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Yuri groans inwardly. Burn me, I know he's Tairen, but he better start showing some respect towards the girls, or I'll be mad enough to eat my armor at day's end. I better fix this, for my own good.
"Actually, Lord Tomas, it might be beneficial to take these ladies with us, given their extensive studies and...other talents."
And that I won't be snapped at again today! If I am I might spank the one doing the snapping. That is, if they haven't learned much since I left, of course.
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Shalimar Shiawase
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"Thank you Yuri, that was very tactful, more tactful then I would have been at least. Lord Tomas, you seem to be under the mistaken assumption that a lady of House Shiawase is afraid of her own shadow, or that I was asking your permission. I do not know how Tairen Ladies act, nor do I care. Do not again imply that a borderlander is afraid, or we will learn who is afraid, and of what. Besides, looking at our track record, you should beg us to come with you to get you out of whatever trouble you land in."
How dare he. He had better learn now exactly who was in charge here. This can not be tolerated. What to do about it though? Ah yes, I believe I know what to do, though I wish I had payed more attention to that gray sister when she was talking about how to negotiate your way into a position of power.
"Since you cannot, I am more then sure that Ashrem and Yuri can give Sirsei and myself the miniscule amount of protection we need. Right Ashrem?" She says twirling her fingers through his hair giving him her most charming smile.
I think Sirsei flirts for fun, and I must say it is fun, even if nothing happens this is fun.
How dare he. He had better learn now exactly who was in charge here. This can not be tolerated. What to do about it though? Ah yes, I believe I know what to do, though I wish I had payed more attention to that gray sister when she was talking about how to negotiate your way into a position of power.
"Since you cannot, I am more then sure that Ashrem and Yuri can give Sirsei and myself the miniscule amount of protection we need. Right Ashrem?" She says twirling her fingers through his hair giving him her most charming smile.
I think Sirsei flirts for fun, and I must say it is fun, even if nothing happens this is fun.
Sir Osis of Liver
Explorer
Jain Hadlin
"Whoa, Whoa, now lets, everyone calm down. No need to fight, The patern seems to have brought us together so we might as well try to get along."
Jain turns to Tomas, " I know we all don't know one another very well, but the ladies are as capable of defending themselves as any one here, if not more so. If we're to work together we'll need to trust one another, and please try to refrain from throwing out orders, we're not in Tear."
Jain then turns back to Shalimar, "As for you, i'm sure Tomas was just tring to be polite, not every women in the world has your powers and experiance. I don't care if you're a full fledged Aes Sedai or the Queen of Shienar, you need to get off your high horse as much as Tomas. We're in Caemlyn, and most of us are just simple folk, so if you can please not be so prickly, it will make this easier on everyone involved."
Well that little speach will either hit the mark and get everyone to be at least civil to each other, or they are going to team up and kill me on the spot!
"Whoa, Whoa, now lets, everyone calm down. No need to fight, The patern seems to have brought us together so we might as well try to get along."
Jain turns to Tomas, " I know we all don't know one another very well, but the ladies are as capable of defending themselves as any one here, if not more so. If we're to work together we'll need to trust one another, and please try to refrain from throwing out orders, we're not in Tear."
Jain then turns back to Shalimar, "As for you, i'm sure Tomas was just tring to be polite, not every women in the world has your powers and experiance. I don't care if you're a full fledged Aes Sedai or the Queen of Shienar, you need to get off your high horse as much as Tomas. We're in Caemlyn, and most of us are just simple folk, so if you can please not be so prickly, it will make this easier on everyone involved."
Well that little speach will either hit the mark and get everyone to be at least civil to each other, or they are going to team up and kill me on the spot!
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