Eiade Posted October 15, 2004 Share Posted October 15, 2004 The birds flew happily and carelessly over the grassy hills of the Ascadian Isles, not having to worry about their predators, the cliff racers, in the ashlands. It was the third week of Second Seed, and the servants of Ules Manor bustled around, doing various chores. Nevana Ules was the head of the household, holding the venerable position of Hlaalu House Council member. It was during this time of the year that Nevana’s manor saw lots of activity. There were all sorts of travelers abroad, and Nevana offered her many extra bedrooms to those travelers for an excellent price, all proceeds going to the Great House Hlaalu. Today there was quite a collection of people, varying in race and profession, each with their own story to tell. It was 4 in the afternoon, and these assorted travelers were outside at a rectangular table, placed in the shade next to a tree, weather-worn from being left outside for years. Daric the Breton had been temporarily residing at Ules Manor for about a week, deciding that it was a good place to make some money. Nevana didn’t mind, as long as he gave her free services as an apothecary and healer. Isaac the Altmer had been there for a day or so, intending to start off on his path the next day to a certain ancestral tomb, so he could continue his studies on the oblivion stream and magicka fluctuations. Harver, an Imperial coming to Vvardenfell in search of a job, heard of Nevana’s low fees and nice rooms, and came to the manor instead of paying the ridiculous prices that the racist dark elves had given the poor Imperial back in Suran. Vallrey the Bosmer had emerged from the ashlands to the north after two months of wandering and hunting, and happened to find Ules Manor. He missed civilization a bit, and the place seemed homely, occupied by some nice people. Wren the Nord found vacancy at Ules Manor as well. She was returning from Telasero, a Dunmer stronghold where resided a certain outlaw whom she was commissioned by the Imperial Legion to kill. Although she was not a member of the Legion, she decided that it was a morally good thing to do, and the pay was quite good. OOC: Now’s a chance for your characters to mingle and talk amongst themselves! Include your character’s impressions on other characters. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FlightlessBird Posted October 15, 2004 Share Posted October 15, 2004 OOC: Go Time ;) Isaac's finger began to tingle, for writting Daedric with magick was a tireing task. Why he did it? Because Daedric was not the most common language among commoners, which he feard would read his precious book. Closing his book, he Stretched and leaned back in his chair. It was a very peaceful day, and he cherished it with a smile. He noticed a fellow magick user, Daric, and decided to introduce himself. Now, Isaac rarely talked to strangers, let alone greeted them upfront but the esctacy of the warm weather and cool breeze made something different about him, and had not met anyone new for a while. Walking up to Daric, with a cheery smile on his face, Isaac began,"Hello Breton, well met!"... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tyjet3 Posted October 15, 2004 Share Posted October 15, 2004 Daric was sitting at table under a tree ready to start another potion. His business in this manor was going well. Because of the large number of travelers, potions were in high demand. He couldn't wait until he had more money to start his own store in Balmora. It was his dream to buy the current alchemist shop. Balmora was a great town for so many reasons. It was great for business and close to the Carriers and Blades. He could wait to leave ths manor and buy that shop.As Daric got ready he noticed an Altmer had just placed down his book. It was Isaac, he had been here for a few days and always seemed to be doing some form of research. "Hello Breton, well met!" said Isaac.Daric put his potions away and bowed (as best he could while in a chair), "Nice to see you Isaac, how is the studying going? Need an potions?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FlightlessBird Posted October 15, 2004 Share Posted October 15, 2004 "Yes yes potions..." Isaac said asa he fiddled through his pockets. "I..dont beilive..." Isaac was talking as he concentrated more on whatever was in his pockets. "That I...need potions but do you have any fire salts? I've been trying to become more self-reliant so I dont buy that many potions. "Also allows me to practice my potion making." Isaac had found his coin bag, and was sifting through it to estimate how much he had. "Well anyway, how is business going? Doing well I hope?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peregrine Posted October 16, 2004 Share Posted October 16, 2004 Nuryn Terano's post removed, as he is not signed up. DMs just tell me if he had been added outside of the signup thread and I'll put his post back. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tyjet3 Posted October 16, 2004 Share Posted October 16, 2004 OOC: Thank you Peregrine. IC:"Business is great. Lots of people here are in need of an alchemist. Nevana Ules even gives me free housing! All I have to do is tend to her if ever needed. It's a rare occasion, so I focus on business... Fire salts... hmmm, Yes! Here we are! I'll cut you a deal... 140 gold for two sacks... deal?" Tyjet placed the two bags on the table near by and awaited Isaac's respones.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FlightlessBird Posted October 16, 2004 Share Posted October 16, 2004 "Ah thank you..." Isaac said as he pulled the right amount of money from his coin bag and handed the to Daric. "Free rooming eh? That seems like a bargain!" Isaac exclaimed. "If I were staying any longer I'd have to look into that." He had just put the fire salts in a pouch around his waist, and tied it tight. "Well I'm going to seize the good weather and do a bit of looking around. Care to join me if you can spare a few minutes?"... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Harver Posted October 17, 2004 Share Posted October 17, 2004 :: Harver was sitting down, allowing a single beam of sunshine to warm a line across his weathered face. He tilted his head forward from his resting place on the head of his chair and he gently gripped the handle of his tea cup and sipped gingerly. Two apparent magic users began discussing trade before him. Hiding his mouth behind his cup of tea, he listened in to the conversation. A pang of jealousy moaned in the depths of his stomach, a green spark in his loins. He was jealous of the fact that this magic man before him was able to spare 140 gold for ingredients. That was pretty much the money he was getting by on now. :: :: He set the tea down, dropping the thin shield of social defense. Slowly craning his head about he eyed a Bosmer sitting close. He waited for the Bosmers eyes to shift over to him. Once they did, he smiled and tilted his head. Wanting to be the friendly sort but being as nervous as he was in a new land; he could only speak the word...:: Hello. :: a quick smile crossed his lips followed by a gentle nod of his head.:: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tyjet3 Posted October 17, 2004 Share Posted October 17, 2004 Daric stood up and faced the Altmer, "Sure, why not..." Isaac got up and began to walk. Daric followed not to far behind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crim, The Red Thunder Posted October 17, 2004 Share Posted October 17, 2004 Wren walks in the doorway, returning from a long run to Suran to restock her supply of bolts, and more then a little out of breath. As she steps in she sees the temporary-resident alchemist.(Just the person i wanted to see she thought.) Since the breton was walking toward the door, she stopped and waited for him to approach, and attempted to catch his attention. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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