Returning to Haven
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Lambic gladly takes some of the offered faire from Sen and thanks him. Then when Gabrial approaches he replies "There the good stuff and the great stuff and some stuff that I pour for the elves." He then pours Gabrial some of the "good" stuff and turns in time to listen to Woden and refill the General's mug.
"General not to be rude, but Woden here will be more able to answer you questions. The place I grew up in is very far away and very different."
"General not to be rude, but Woden here will be more able to answer you questions. The place I grew up in is very far away and very different."
*Midnight sits quietly against one wall, watching the Havenites return. She looks sad as Gideon's death is mentioned, then cooley appraises Vaun when she so vehemently vows that Atrum will be brought back to this plane. She wonders why the same devotion hasn't been given to Gideon.
Her nose scrunches slightly as she listens to the former Duke proclaim the new Council, and her gaze wanders over each of them in turn, wondering who will think to try and claim her alligience. And will they be worthy of it?*
Her nose scrunches slightly as she listens to the former Duke proclaim the new Council, and her gaze wanders over each of them in turn, wondering who will think to try and claim her alligience. And will they be worthy of it?*
"He is as close to a Dwarf as any man has come. When the Dragons woke and the Mountains tumbled most of the Dwarves were burried alive. The Caldonians have long been our allies and served us well. This..." *waving his hand at the few people around* "is the largest grouping of Dwarves I have seen since."
"Now its your turn to answer some questions. Who are you and how came you to be imprisoned?"
"Now its your turn to answer some questions. Who are you and how came you to be imprisoned?"
*Gabrial looks Voralen over*
"If you want to travel with me then by all means, do so. A men bearing that symbol on your chest seem to be good men, but I don't think your armor will be needed on this trip."
*As Kidwynn offers up a map he turns to her*
"That would be great, but there is no need to hurry on it. Donovan told me where not to go and what to expect from the areas. So I will take a copy with much graditude, but a good knowledge of the land is what will keep me alive should I get stuck there. For no map can beat your own eyes."
*Gabrial flashes her a smile and holds the door open for Voralen*
"Shall we?"
"If you want to travel with me then by all means, do so. A men bearing that symbol on your chest seem to be good men, but I don't think your armor will be needed on this trip."
*As Kidwynn offers up a map he turns to her*
"That would be great, but there is no need to hurry on it. Donovan told me where not to go and what to expect from the areas. So I will take a copy with much graditude, but a good knowledge of the land is what will keep me alive should I get stuck there. For no map can beat your own eyes."
*Gabrial flashes her a smile and holds the door open for Voralen*
"Shall we?"
Sometimes you need to see the world in a different way...
Looks to Kidwynn
"I thank you, and a map would be appreciated greatly."
"I know the Armor, is not neccessary, but it is always wise to have it handy. Id rather have it and not need it, than need it and not have it."
*As he turns towards the door he hears Sen's voice, and turns back with a smile
"Sen, that is you! It is great to see you, I havent seen you for many cycles. I see your travels finally brought you to the Phoenix! And about your excellent stew, you know I would love some, but i will take a rain check for now. Me and Gabrial are about to go out and explore this new land, at least new to us. When we return though, rest assured I will tell you a tale you will hardly believe!"
*with that he bows to Sen, and heads back to the door to where Gabrial is standing
"Lets get a move on it, while the sun is still at its peak"
"I thank you, and a map would be appreciated greatly."
"I know the Armor, is not neccessary, but it is always wise to have it handy. Id rather have it and not need it, than need it and not have it."
*As he turns towards the door he hears Sen's voice, and turns back with a smile
"Sen, that is you! It is great to see you, I havent seen you for many cycles. I see your travels finally brought you to the Phoenix! And about your excellent stew, you know I would love some, but i will take a rain check for now. Me and Gabrial are about to go out and explore this new land, at least new to us. When we return though, rest assured I will tell you a tale you will hardly believe!"
*with that he bows to Sen, and heads back to the door to where Gabrial is standing
"Lets get a move on it, while the sun is still at its peak"
Serith Darkheart
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- Indira Al'Estrella
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You can hear this moments after the first few members return
Indira Al'Estrella wrote:Upon seeing the people beginning to enter the Inn, she stops rocking for a moment, to look up. A flash of hopeful sanity trickles over her face, then disappears at Vaun's words...
Vaun's soft voice sounds from behind Talana. "He was made without body, a situation I am working to mend." The face of the storm elf is as impassive as ever, but there is a deep weariness in her features.
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"Made without a body?" she begins in a slightly maniacal voice, "Wait and I will get you one. Which would you like, the troll or the drow? It matters not, we will mix them both" Her voice begins to rise in volume. "You will be fully bodied before I am satisfied, my golems will never be satiated. They seem to have found a bag of holding for a stomach, and a lust for the fluids within bodies, what ever the race. Why, there will be an army of limbs to chose from!"
Her eyes go blank and it seems she is through with her diatribe. Then she screams a shrilly moan and stands as if leaping. Shoving roughly past the townsfolk trickling in, she bolts out the door and toward the wood.
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