loveme4whoiam Posted February 21, 2005 Share Posted February 21, 2005 OOC: This is it guys. Keep in mind the rules on posting and such, and have fun with it. The small village of Lethgen, shrouded in the mist of early morning, awake with the same uneasy watchfulness that it did most mornings, the inhabitants wary of each other. In the thin air of the main street, six horses, well-fed and in good condition, walked down and stopped outside a non-descript tavern, the sort found in any number of towns along the border of Sepria. One figure, clad in a long black cloak, dismounted and tethered his horse to a nearby post. Normally in Lethgen the moment the man, presuming it was a man, stepped into the tavern the horse would have vanished like the evaporating mist, but the figure had eluded some feeling of threat, not to mention the five still mounted horsemen, who after a brief exchange of words trotted off down the street. As the figure ducked under the doorway, he was met by the warm, foetid air of a place in which too many men had spent too many hours in. The bar was clear of people, save those drunks who had clearly abandoned themselves to the pursuit of the Answer, or at least the eradication of enough braincells to make them forget about the Question. He exchanged nods with the barman, and, his staff tapping on the flagstones, walked to a wall that was covered in paper notices, most of them written in shakey hands. His finger traced the wall for a moment, and having discovered a particular sign, removed it from the wall, then replaced it with another which he removed from within the robe. Upon looking at the sign, those with a knowledge of letters would read: Companions Required Must be Fit of Mind and Body, and ready for Travel.Payment of 5 Silver a Day for Services Rendered shall be paid upon Completion of a Most Important Mission. Apply to Erunanion. Leaving Today! Erunanion then moved to a table and sat down on the wodden stool, staff stood loosely against his shoulder, and waited. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted February 21, 2005 Share Posted February 21, 2005 Tiemmo is feeling flush with money after a particularly good haul in the bedrooms of a local lodging house. The anonymous tavern seems to be just the kind of place where he could spend the coin and get no questions asked. And he intends to spend it. It certainly isn't safe to carry it with him. There are thieves about! He enters swiftly, the door might not even have moved, and sizes the place up. Full of drunks - good. He notices that one patron is not drunk and seems to be waiting for something. It can't be anything honorable in this dive. Tiemmo is not one for conversation but is equally sure that he needs to know a little about the man before he starts flashing his money around. He approaches the table. "Good morrow sirrah, this is not usually the haunt of fine gentlemen such as yourself. Have you mistaken the meeting place?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adelbert Posted February 21, 2005 Share Posted February 21, 2005 Vidala Lothén made her way through Lethgen by foot, having learned not to leave horses around. As she walked past the tavern, it struck her how hungry she was feeling. She stopped, turned around and walked into the warm room. Walking past the wall covered with paper, she inspected them for a few seconds before finding a new one. Carefully reading it, the promise of payment caught her eye. "Apply to Erunanion..", she muttered and looked around the tavern. Noticing a man that looked nothing like the usual crowd, she realised that must be him. After seeing another man walk up to him, she decided to give them time to finish and get something to eat before she were to start thinking about work. Vidala sat down by a table in the corner with her belongings next to her, ordering some food from the barman with a simple wave, he knew what she meant after getting the same order weeks in a row. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
loveme4whoiam Posted February 21, 2005 Author Share Posted February 21, 2005 Erunanion looked up at the scruffy-looking fellow before him. He smiled at the man's comment. "Perhaps you have mistaken who you are addressing? I am not a gentleman, at least not in the traditional sense." He sized up the man, in the many ways that a person skilled in magic can, and was surprised to find his mind unusually shut to his gentle probing. He did, however, take in the one or two heavier pouches on his person. "Nor have i mistaken my location. It does not seem likely that have come here to be engaged in my service, since you seem to be more than well-financed, at the moment at least. But perhaps i might tempt you; i can offer more than mere silver, and i could have use for that particular talent of yours in the future. Would you like a drink?" He motioned to the monstrously large bartender. He also did not fail to recognise the attractive woman who sat down at a corner table, who was served her regular food and drink by the barman before he waddled over to his table. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adelbert Posted February 22, 2005 Share Posted February 22, 2005 After finishing her meal, Vidala rose to her feet and without doubt approached the man who she guessed was Erunanion. "Excuse me, but I must ask, is that", she pointed at the new note on the wall, "yours? And if so, what kind of mission could be important enough to pay 5 silver a day?", she asked him with a polite, but firm voice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
loveme4whoiam Posted February 22, 2005 Author Share Posted February 22, 2005 "I was just about to discuss that with my companion here. I assume that you are interested? Please, sit down." Erunanion looked between the two of them, in his mind turning over the possible effects these two could have on the future. OOC: I will do the big intro post as soon as our new player joins us - i don't want to do it twice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted February 22, 2005 Share Posted February 22, 2005 Tiemmo looks from one to the other. "If your work is interesting let me know more of it. You are observant I can tell but you are mistaken if you believe I do not need funds. I never carry anything beyond a few coins with me when I walk abroad. Perhaps you will accept my largesse while I have something to offer. I will have none when I leave here." He waves the barman across. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fishystick Posted February 22, 2005 Share Posted February 22, 2005 OOC:Yeye I got in IC: Lathran Vethilo made his way through Lethgen, looking to find the tavern where he knew word wa to be found. When he located the right door, he pushed it open and tramped in. Observing the wall, he found the new note and read it. Since he had barely had any sleep for 2 days, it took him alot longer than usual to read the note, but eventually he finished. "Important mission..." he muttered to himself and looked over his shoulder, spotting the two men and the lady sitting by a table, obviously no locals. He tramped across the room and stopped in front of the small crowd. "That one's your?", he asked and nodded against the note. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
loveme4whoiam Posted February 22, 2005 Author Share Posted February 22, 2005 Erunanion looked up at the armour-clad knight, who had obviously fallen on difficult times for his armour was tinged with tarnish, and rust showed in several places on his mail. Seeing the fatigue in the man, he gestured to the table. "It is. Do you seek to join us? I see you are tired. Pull up a stool and listen - i was just about to discuss my mission with these good people. This," gesturing to the woman, "is Vidala Lothén, and this gentleman i have not yet learnt the name of. Pray sit Lathran Vethilo, and listen while i make you all a proposition which you would be wise to accept." He sensed their reactions to his knowledge of their names, but ignored them. While waiting for Lathran to sit down, he turned back to the other two, and composed himself visibly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted February 22, 2005 Share Posted February 22, 2005 You may call me Tiemmo. Others have given me the nickname 'quickfingers' but I do not like it. Please remember that. If I had another name I have forgotten it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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