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Post by sarahquinn on Aug 5, 2013 2:19:44 GMT
After leaving the temple of Erastil Sarah wanders the land for some time looking for a community to call home and protect. After 3 months of searching Sarah finds an aspiring nation Veiðimaðurheimian. From what the travelers have told me it is a diverse land with many aspects of civilization. While showing Wedge, Vincent, and Victor 3 merchants from the Holy City of Freeport to the land Veiðimaðurheimian for there reasons of trade. "gentlemen as we enter the forest please follow my lead carefully. we should not find trouble but it dose have a way of seeping thru." Three days following the river in the forests of Veiðimaðurheimian we finely reach the city gates to find people who seam to be in morning. "Here are the papers for myself and these merchants from the Holy City of Freeport where sir may we rest?" Saras asks the guard at the gate in which he responds "Otto's Tavern miss and my shift ends at dusk maybe i may buy you a drink?" Sarah blushes "you may do as you please Mr......" The guard smiles "Jackson Kalway my dear. See you in a few hours." Sarah curtsies and walks to the tavern and sits in the corner of the tavern watching everyone with a smile. When Otto walks up he asks "And what for the lovely lady?" Sarah responds "only water for me but if anyone must know it is your finest drink" and she smiles and winks Otto brings her a water in a Tancred and serves others in the tavern.
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Post by Effigy on Aug 5, 2013 18:34:07 GMT
Effigy saw the elf walk in an immediately his blood started to boil. Centuries of warfare with the drow has left his race a deep seated hatred for the pointy eared. Its different now, F no longer warslave. He thought to himself and his rage faded. He could not help but wonder why this elf didn't have dark skin as he was accustomed to seeing in the dark underworld. Perhaps it is hiding from its kind to. Effigy saw first hand what the drow did to deserters and felt no envy if this one was caught. At least he would get a quick death. Giantkin wanted him dead, the last of the Blackaxe tribe, decendant of Thoig, it seemed like every orc wanted him dead.
Effigy seemed to notice he had now spent at least 5 minutes staring at the elf and quickly turned back to his ales.
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constantine
Volken
Constantine Ilfrey, Wizard Extraordinaire. For a sum i can make you feel as good as it gets.
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Post by constantine on Aug 5, 2013 19:02:28 GMT
((She's not an elf, she's aasimar))
Constantine noticed the young maid as soon as it entered the inn. He had a bad day overall but looking at her made it better somehow. She walked with unearthly grace, somehow too beautiful to be a normal human. His mind was a bit clouded from all the ale and it took a while for everything to "click". "She has outsider blood, of course." He realized too late that he had spoken aloud. The inn went silent, the patrons staring at him making him feel the pangs of embarrassment on his cheeks. "This ale is really starting to go to my head, I hope Sadris gets well soon as I ran out of those salts he always has on hand. Maybe I can make some by myself, but not when I'm like this." He kept mumbling to himself and left the inn to get some air.
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Post by Effigy on Aug 5, 2013 20:22:16 GMT
Effigy noticed Constantine notice what he continued to thing was an elf. Effigy never heard of an Aasimar before so had no idea what to make of the human but not human lady. Constantine said she had outsider blood and thought to himself he had outsider blood too. He wasn't from the surface world so that made him an outsider, right? He quickly shook the idea away, too much thinking hurt.
His sharp eyes noticed a couple of hooded men sitting in the back corner where it was darker than the rest of the in. He noticed on pointed at Constantine. When the old man said the ale had gone to his head he reasoned the hooded men thought so too. Not Effigy problem, I owe this man nothing, he thought and ordered another ale.
When Constantine stood up and left the inn Effigy could not help but notice they followed. Effigy slammed his drink and thought again, not Effigy problem, as he found himself grabbing his hammers in persuit.
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Post by sarahquinn on Aug 8, 2013 5:09:10 GMT
Sarah sat with the admiration of those around her and sipped her water. When hearing "Outsider blood" in a comment Sarah bowed her head and prayed "Erastil hear my call bring this community together in triumph and wisdom, may the hunt be fruitful and the harvest be plentiful. Erastil may my presence be welcome here and helpful to those of this land." Sarah finishes her water when she notices 3 men leave and a fourth rush after them in a hurry. Sarah with her curiosity investigates and follows the large orc with a bit of a skip in her step
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