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Little wordy but gets him going and leaves a spot open for anyone that comes by.
thanks for having me.
Prepared Spells: 20pp
- Charm (Emotion Control 8 Flaws: Limited (Love)(-1), Ranged (-1) Feats: Accurate 2, Subtle ) [7PP] (Compel an individual to believe you are a friend)
- Teleport (Teleport 9 Flaws: Long Range (-1) ) [9PP] (Instantaneous travel via magic)
- Identify (Mental Sense: Detect (Magic), Acute, Analytical ) [3PP] (Divination of Magical Properties)
- Light ( Environmental Control (Light 2) Flaws: Touch Range (-1)) [1PP] (Illumination through Rumination)
Sorry" I begin "I seem to have arrived quite a bit off course, but thats not to be unexpected when traveling via magic. Its actually quite astounding, some of theories in place as to what causes displacement from the destination. I do believe the wayfar's guild has paper on the notion of arcane drifting and etherial winds that..." I trail off, stopping myself from going on. "But I digress. Is this anywhere near Nezambrahl, its a small elvish city. Or perhaps Elton? I believe that one is a hamlet of some sort."
Oh, right, introductions might be good. You don't just appear in the midst of someones campsite and start rambling on. "Ah, but I am being rude aren't I? Interrupting your dinner and not even offering proper greetings." I bow low, a well practiced motion for me. "Tiaya Ion’Vanatril, At your service"
Dara Tiaya = Lady Tiaya
and for a quick note the dagger is more like a long knife both the Long Knife and Sword are clearly evlish in design with wolf like imagery on the hilts and guards.
"Yer talkin' to tha animals again, aint ya, Aerythis?" The Rock Dwarf says with slight accusation in his tone. "I recognize it when ya get all... funny in tha head like tha
"Tell tha horsey I found us all some deep tubers." he states, slinging a stained cloth sack over a thickened shoulder. The scent is peppery, reminiscent of radish. "Riaka will have ta fend for himself, unless he wants a share of the rocks I pulled up." He crunches a speckled white one to make a point. Stone crumbles fall from his lips and he picks the larger from his beard and brush the rest away. "Mmmmm.... crunchy." He says, pleased.
"So, boy from tha sky? Mage, ya think?" he asks his Celestial-blooded companion. "I could do with a tub of ale meself. A wyvern-sized tub." His tone is dreamy.
catsi563 wrote:<Dara Tiaya I am honored to meet you, wont you please honor me with your company>
When the impromptu meal is at last presented, I partake of it, trying the soup and bread in turn, with water in between to cleanse the palette. "For such a humble meal" I begin, pausing to clear a few stray crumbs from my lips "it is quite delicious. I might even go so far as to wager it is the finest meal I could have chanced upon this evening"
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"Now, now. Remember, not everythin' that comes from tha sky should be viewed with suspicion." He lightly touches the patch over his right eye where a burn scar marrs his otherwise finely chiseled features - a mark of his 'blessing' from and devotion to the SkyMother.
"If this boy is a gift to this land from the Mistress of Storms herself then it's our duty to figure out why he's here and protect him on his task."
"By Gold! He may be a member of tha legendary Cloud Dwarves tribe that ascended into SkyMother's embrace to mine diamonds and sapphires from tha fluffy clouds themselves much in tha same way us land-bound dwarves take tha metal bounties from StoneFather. The Rock Dwarf's voice gets a little louder with the excitement of it, his own religious fervor injecting itself into his words.