OMNI (closed srpg) (IC)

(OOC - Im not skipping you Jude, just handling the others since nearly everyone is doing seperate things..)

Leovin, Anika and Irisi - Leovin's general comment is not enthusiastically accepted, but his point is made. Most of the rude onlookers and mumblers, turn to the company of their parties and their meals and once again begin ignoring him. A few keep their eyes doting for a bit longer and ultimately only one is not discouraged... the man in horns. But his expression is not one of malice... its actually one of indifference.

A serving girl wiggles out from what everyone has deduced is the kitchen, at this point, holding a tray of steaming food and wearing a large smile. She saunters over to Leovin's table and places the food down.

"Holiday ham, some sweet bark and your drink hun," she tells him with a smile. Turning to Anika she continues "Yours will be out in a minute." The latter is said with about half the enthusiasm.

As Irisi Enters the Inn the bartender points towards her and immediately a waitress descends upon the attrictive young girl in dark leather armor.

"Im sorry sugah," the girl begins her serving outfit emaculate, indicating either her start of shift or carefullness perhaps "but we are packed right now... if you wan a room.. we are all full for ta night. If ya want some grub can I ask for ya to sit with someone else?.. and ill be there in a minute."
 
"Im sorry sugah," the girl begins her serving outfit emaculate, indicating either her start of shift or carefullness perhaps "but we are packed right now... if you wan a room.. we are all full for ta night. If ya want some grub can I ask for ya to sit with someone else?.. and ill be there in a minute."

Irisi smiled at the serving girl and said she would indeed find a seat so she could get some food.

Smiling she walked over to the table where the half elf was sitting, she had noticed that a heavily armed woman had been speaking to him when the server girl had spoken to her but they seemed to have finished their conversation.

Not wanting to be rude by seating herself at another persons table she smiled down at the man and said "would you mind if I shared your table with you? it is pretty packed in here and there is not much for seating."
 
Leovin heard footsteps approaching him from the direction of the doorway and hoped it was not one of the mrecenaries trying to pick a fight. He turned just as the person arrived. He looked and saw a woman standing there. There was something about her that seemed different than other women, but he just couldn't place it. He was quite surprised that someone actually wanted to sit with him at the table. There may not be many places to sit, but people would rather sit anywhere than with a half-elf.

He gave her a small smiled and took a sip of the ale that the barmaid had brought. "Sure, have a seat. Though, I am surprised that you wish to sit with me. Especially after what just happened with the mercenaries. Anyway, I don't mind. I'm happy just to have a little company." He gave her another smile and then took a bit of his food.
 
"Sure, have a seat. Though, I am surprised that you wish to sit with me. Especially after what just happened with the mercenaries. Anyway, I don't mind. I'm happy just to have a little company."

Irisi, smiled back at the welcoming stranger and took a seat.

While waiting for the serving girl to come take her order she answered the mans question.

In almost a whisper she said "I feel safer with my own kind is all, and I am more worried about what a few drunks could do to a lone person as opposed to a pair."

She paused and looked at him wondering if he had gotten the meaning behind her words and then when she noticed he had she added "my name is Irisi I have just traveled here from Pride it is kind of you to let me join you."
 
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Leo smiled as she sat. He could at least be friendly. She spoke softly, but he heard her just fine. What she said surprised him for a second. She'd said her own kind, which could only mean she was a half-elf too. He took a good look at her and then smiled. The thing he had noticed about her now made sense.

She introduced herself and explained where she was from. He wondered what her life had been like so far and how much prejudice she had faced in the past. If she was coming from an actual town, he didn't think it was too much. He gave her a smile and held out his hand for her to shake. "Nice meeting you Irisi. I'm Leovin. Not really from anywhere. Just been wandering for many years. What brings you here to the city?"
 
Irisi reached out and took his hand to shake it. Thinking about his question and how to answer she had forgotten to release Levoin's hand. Looking down she quickly dropped his hand.

"There are many reasons for my trip across the ocean to this shore, but one of the more important ones to to gain more knowledge, there are many questions that i need answers to and many things i have yet to learn." She looked at him with a kind of question in her eyes before continuing.

"You are a wanderer? What is it then that brings you to Berthe?"

She was as curious to learn of him as he seemed to be to learn of her. It was not everyday one encountered another half elf.
 
Leovin noticed her hold onto his hand just a moment longer than expected. Once she realised it she let go quickly. He smiled at her and listened to her reason for being in the city. She was in search of knowledge. She probably had a very different life than he'd lived. She seemed to be about the age he had been when he had started his wandering. She had not yet learned about the wider world. Not very much life experience.

She asked about why he was there and he smiled. "Well, I am here for one main reason. I am not a normal wanderer. I have been going around fighting evil beings and protecting and avenging innocents. I did not know much about this continent and heard that there was a lot of evil here and innocents in need of defenders. I came because of that. The only problem is that I did not realise how busy the city was. I've been alone for much of my life, or only with few people, so I feel uneasy here." He liked her already and decided to be completely honest with her. She needed to learn about the world eventually, maybe he could teach her a few things.
 
Irisi

Irisi nodded as Leovin spoke of his reasons for being here in this overly crowded place. She could relate her training as a Druid led her naturally to help those weaker then her, even when it was not wise of her to do so.

"So it is to help the victims of this world that you have left your home. I can understand the need to defend those weaker then you, my father was a Knight before his death, he taught me much about the was of a defender although I must admit i am much more apt at my other studies."

Glancing around to make sure that none appeared to be listening to their conversation she continued.

"My mother taught me much about the divine Magic, I am a druid, perhaps we could travel together for a spell once you are ready to set out, I think my abilities may come in handy in your quest."

Irisi smiled at him openly conveying more with the honesty in her eyes then she had with her words.
 
Leo smiled and listened as she explained a little more about herself. He was a little surprised when she told him she was a druid. She suggested traveling together and he started considering it already. He could tell her sincerity in her eyes and expression. He needed to clarify something for her though.

"I wish I had left home to fight evil, but I am not so lucky. I was sent to live with a hermit as a young boy. He taught me to be a rogue. When he died I had nowhere to go. So I gathered my things and started wandering. As for travelling with you, I think that would be a nice change from being all on my own. First I need to find somewhere to go and some evil being to go after. Pointless wandering is never usefull."
 
Morgus looked down at the little figure who just tugged his leg.

<i>"Hello, dark warrior... how are you?"</i>

The voice and look was unmistakeble... a goblin! He knew enough of goblins to know where there was one, there would be more, and no matter how many one killed, they just would not go away.

As the rage built up inside him, he kneeled down in front the runt and calmly said, "Either you're brave, or you're really stupid! Which is it?"

With that he reached his gauntleted hand and grasped the goblin by its throat, and pulled it so they were face-to-face. "I'm going to count to ten. If you don't explain yourself by then, I'll snap your neck like a twig!

"ONE!"
 
Reika thought for a second, then spoke in a professional tone, her stutter and all embarassment gone. "Given that it's not a sure thing, and you might be seriously injured in the search, I wouldn't risk it. If I were capable of something more than physical protection, I might tell you otherwise, but I can't do much of anything about magic." She spread her hands, shrugging. "If you decide to try and find it, all I can do is make sure than nothing happens to your body. Your mind, milord, and your risk."

She shifted slightly, looking around at the people moving through the town, on their own business. "If the object is portable, it might be possible to locate it through proximity, without needing to use magic." Reika tapped her fingers together, biting her lower lip. "Again, milord, you would know better than I."
 
Irisi

Irisi thought that what he said made sense wandering aimlessly was not only pointless but dangerous in this area, after all they had just implemented a curfew for women and children.

"I agree that we should first decide on a place to go, or atleast wait until we hear word of a evil being that is bothering people. Although with the curfew in place and people not free to roam the streets, I have a feeling that we well not need to seek out trouble, it may quiet possibly come to us."

She fidgeted with her finger for a moment before continuing "I think that there is much we could learn from each other in the mean time, as I know very little of the outside world and you seem to know very little of our joint heritage. perhaps we could teach each other?"

Irisi lifted her hand to her hair about to tuck a stray hair behind her ear when her hand froze, quickly she dropped it back down remembering that not everyone in this place would be so kind if they knew she was a half elf.
 
Leo smiled at her and nodded. The cerfew would be a problem. It might work in their favor though. They may have some stories fall right into their laps. At least, that was what he hoped. He smield more as she suggested they learn from eachother. She was right. He knew very little about his heritage. She looked like she knew a lot about it.

She started brushing hair behind her ear, but stopped. He then reached up and did it for her. "Don't worry about hiding who you are. You need to be proud of it. They may not like it, but I can handle them if they try anything. You will find that people won't be as nice, but they can be angry if they find out you tried to lie to them. As for learning things from eachother, I think that would be great. Seems you have a lot to learn about the world."
 
Anika was kind of glad that a fight had been averted. Thankfully, the people in the tavern seemed to have more sense than she had given them credit for. And so did the young half-elf, even if he did not seem to know of the many problems the Elves had caused other races. It was no wonder they were so reviled, given their arrogant manners, and they were harvesting what they sowed. Although to be fair, they had been harvesting for a long time that which they had sown in little. However, Anika still remembered the Book of Grudges, the tome in which Dwarves noted down every affront to their kind, and every vengeance wreaked on an enemy to scratch them off, and the Elves occupied quite a few chapters in that book all to themselves.

Anika´s attention, though, drifted on to the woman that now sat by the half-elf. There was something in her that Anika found familiar, but she could not figure out what it was, and she did not want to attract more attention than she already did. Apparently, the man with the ram horns on his helmet found her a good sight. Well, Anika was not that attracted to a man who hid his face in a tavern, so she turned on her stool back to the bar.

Now she thought about it, she had been given quite the attraction in her home mine. Unlike most female Dwarves, Anika grew tall, but not with a beard to match her age, which was quite curious. Other dwarves, mostly the young ones, did not seem capable of taking their eyes off her at times, certainly because of how easy it was to recognize her as a female, unlike what happened with other Dwarves. Figuring out another Dwarf´s gender was the most important part of any courtship! But Anika was never interested in marriage, any way, so that trait of hers (some Dwarves did think that it was a flaw) was never that useful.

She intended to make the Makaisson name known throughout the world, but... well, Anika preferred not to dwell on that now. She was quite happy with the way things were turning out. Once she had had a proper meal, she would book a room, and go search for the engineers guild in Berthe. That was all she had planned for. Once in the guild, Anika could study what they had come up with, perhaps she could start by helping them. The steam boats the Dwarves had built were fairly robust, but Anika noticed that they had no cannons on them. Perhaps she could...?
 
Irisi

At first Irisi was a little startled by the slight touch when Leovin tucked the stray hair behind her elfin ear. A little shy to have her heritage showing in such a place she was about to protest but his words off assurance stopped her from doing so.

She smiled a little when he mentioned her needing to learn about the outside world. While she had grown up in a minor city she had never before now traveled past its rolling hills and level plains.

her mother had kept her quite sheltered from the worries of everyday life having found it difficult losing her father her mother Kasma had been heart broken when Irisi set out on her own. Still her mother knew it had been best for as she needed to find other Druids if she was to develop her talents any further. Besides her mother to was curious why it was that her father had lost his life.

Looking back up at Leovin she thanked him for his assurance that he could handle any who looked down on her for her heritage.

"It is nice to know that you would help me if i were in need.' she smiled "I to would lend you a healing hand if ever the time comes that you need one."

Glancing over she had noticed that the woman who had spoken to Leovin prior to her sitting was now facing the bar again, apparently deep in her own thoughts. Irisi could not put her finger on it but there was something different about her. Not having anyway to discern what it was she turned her attention back to Leovin.
 
Jasleth quirked his eyebrows, and sighed ruefully. "Would it were that simple. Neither of us has any right or reason to start searching either the people or the buildings here, I'm afraid. And even asking would likely cause us enough trouble that whatever is going on here will continue with no real opposition."

He preferred a cautious approach to most situations. When you lived alongside living arsenals with attitude problems and wore the finest of linen into battle, you had to be. Given the power of the object he'd detected though...caution might be a luxury that could ill be afforded. It had been one of the strongest things he had even sensed before. And given some of the objects and instructors at the Academy, that was no small thing.

"Well, My Lady Arsenal, I hope you're as honest as you seem. If you're not, please just rob me and don't stick a knife in while I'm gone. I'd be terribly disappointed to have to haunt you until I could assemble a suitable spectral form for my vengeance." He smiled then, before lifting his staff up before him and driving it down into the ground. Rather that bounce, the end of the wooden length cracked the flagstones, penetrating several inches into the ground. More directly connected to the area now, his magical senses would be keener.

He started a low, slant rhyming chant in a language that had died forty thousand years ago on a now sunken continent. Those who would even perceive the words found them slippery and strange, forgotten almost as soon as they were heard. His eyes closed slowly, and the sigil of his forehead starting to glow as his third eye opened...
 
Leo smiled at Irisi and nodded at her thanks. She told him she would help him with her healing ablities and he smiled. He laughed a little as his hand immediately went to a scar on his stomach hidden beneath his clothes. "I definitely need healing help sometimes. I've had a few close calls that would not have been so close if I had someone like you with me to help me heal. Ah yes, the life of a wanderer is a dangerous one. Which is why I must ask. Are you sure you want to travel with me?"

He looked at her carefully. He needed to know she was sure. He did not want her to join him without knowing the dangers. He didn't know what he'd do if he was unable to keep her safe in battle. She had to know of the dangers out there. He was no melee fighter. He couldn't hold off anything very well to let her run away.
 
Irisi smiled a little at the concern and caution he was showing, she might not have a lot of experience in the world outside of Pride but she if need be could hold her own, she did not need him to protect her, although the notion of it seemed nice.

"don't worry so Leovin, while I am a healer I am not without some offensive magic to be called upon in great need and as I said my father taught me combat, it well not be of great use but as a last resort it is okay."

She smiled at him letting him know full well she knew the dangers of traveling with a wanderer, being the daughter of a knight was no less perilous while she was only a mere 15 when her father died she had seen him in many a battle and say the wounds her mother had healed.

"I am more a stranger to the world then I am to violence, I would not have offered to join you if I thought it an unwise decision. Leovin we i think well make a good team once we have discovered how to best use our strengths together."

Irisi knew he meant well with his words but she knew also that he had yet to learn much of her and in time they would come to trust in each other abilities.
 
Leo listened to her carefully. He watched her face to make sure she was telling the truth. He did not see or hear and signs of deception and smiled at her. He was sure she could defend herself, but he was always nervous travelling with people he did not know well. He was never sure of their skills. However, he was sure he would learn to trust in her abilities eventually.

She spoke of being a good team after learning how to work as one. He smiled and nodded and then ate a little more food off his plate. After swallowing he smiled at her again. "I am sure you are right. We will probably work well together. I am also sure that your father did a good job in teaching you how to defend yourself. Just make sure you are careful. Don't take any unnessecary risks. If I go somewhere and end up in trouble, unless you have someone else with you, don't try rushing in to help me and end up risking your own life. That is one thing I want you to promise me. Sometimes I take risks and have some close calls because of them. Don't risk your life trying to save me. Please promise me that." He looked at her very seriously. He would not be the cause of her death. He would not stop taking risks because they usually paid off, but he did not want her dying because of something he did.
 
Irisi looked Leovin in the eyes, knowing he was searching for any hint of deception, he still did not know her well enough to trust her completely.

When he finally spoke she was a little shocked by his request but it was a promise she could make him, after all her abilities did not include bringing people back from the dead and therefore if he was in dire peril she could not to save his life, and there was no point in her joining him in that fate.

While holding his gaze she made the promise he had asked for " I swear Leovin I well not put myself in undo danger to save your life if that is what you wish. I know that the worse distraction in combat is worrying over another person and I would not wish to distract you from saving your own life should you chose to risk it."

Irisi sat conflicted by her words but was sure that she would not break such a promise for she would not like her death to weigh on another person conscience not matter if it were truly their fault or not.
 
Leo again watched her closely to make sure she was sincere. As she promisde to him he smiled. He was very glad she was willing to do that. If she wasn't, hee would have had to turn down the idea of travelling together. That would have been dissapointing. She seemed very nice.

He looked up as the bar maid came to take Irisi's order. He sat back and drank some ale while she made her order. After the bar maid left he smiled at Irisi again. Then he thought about something. "I am guessing you need somewhere to sleep. I have a room here and since we are going to be travelling together, I'm sure we could set up the room somehow so that both of us can sleep in there. If that's ok with you."
 
Irisi

Irisi couldn't help but smile at how Leovin examined everything she said, it was kind of cute and endearing.

More then happy when the bar maid came to take her order Irisi simply asked for whatever the bar maid thought best and then smiled as she cantered away to the kitchen.

Leovin caught her attention when he started speaking again. Irisi smiled when he offered to share his room with her, it was a very kind gesture indeed.

"Thank you, I appreciate the offer to share your room, the inn is full and I was not looking forward to finding accomidations else were." she smiled and continued "I am sure we can find away to make the space comfortable for the both of us, even if I have to sleep on the floor with my bedroll."

She let out a lighthearted giggle at idea of sleeping on the floor maybe there would be a chair she could dose of in.
 
Morgus - The Goblin looks up at you, struggling to get its small thin fingers underneath yours, to relieve the pressure but not doing a very good job of it, through chokes and sputters it tries to speak... "No need for hostility Dark One... I mean no disrespect <ack>, I have been sent to find you. Now unhand me, Im here to help... but I wont unless you show better...manners <gasp>...Your wasting time."

People pass you on all sides, as your anger flares, the dark power inside you can sense something... akin to itself.

Jasleth - You stretch out again with your senses sharper and your focus again concentrated... reaching out. Your mind races with several images of lore and chicanery. Magick is now in the air, not en mass, but enough to cast a thin veil over the entire city. You know it to simply be advanced illusions... more preparations for the celebration the locals are preparing... you move past that, your minds eye finnally sees what you seek..

The object is now not only in a different location but in fragments. One screams out to you..its so close.. so close. Behind you in fact and not so far from the door to the Inn you just left. Several others are among the crowd... you know there to be 7 pieces... wich does not shock you. Many artifacts funtion on a rule of 7. 6 is usually a number regarded with evil, and 7 being the number to follow, usually indicates a consecration or denial... in other words, "good".

You still cannot track them. As if they are sentient and as before... they vanish again once you locate them. All but one vanishes... the one near you. It is in the pouch of a small humanoid...

A goblin.

Reika - Jasleth looks deep in thought, as he does his thing you dont notice too much out of the ordinary... contrary to the curvew as the streets grow darker they seem to grow more and more populated. A second surge of traffic apparently. More than likely those on their way to the festivities.

Suddenly a woman catches your eye. On the other side of the street and near a corner, seated at the head of a horse drawn wagon and cart, she points out in several directions... apparently issuing orders to heavily armored soilders...


something about her... is very wrong. But she does nothing more than that, crossing a sultry leg she waits, placing her chin in her palm while seated atop the wagon...waiting.

One of the soilders enteres the Inn. You get a better look at them, the armor is old world fashioned and almost appears elven but a much different style... the metal is dark and the detail seems to be runes of a nature youve never seen before...perhaps some religious military group or clan/house you are not familiar with.

Leovin, Irisi and Anika - As the conversations continue withen the establishment and everyone has finally either been eating or just been served their food. Several groups begin to order their last rounds of the evening before they go and join the festivities that should be starting soon...

As a few patrons reach the doors to the Inn, they fly open to reveal a cold wind. A large man resembling a town gaurd at first glance stands in their way, he enters quietly... looking around, almost mechanically at the Inn's population before closing the door behind him.

As everyone gets a better look, the dark plate armor is of a strange style and is almost fashioned to be menacing. Similiar to one of the gentleman that had left the inn several minutes ago... but different. The mans helm is void of eye holes and is fashioned in the style of some beast with a cruel expression.

It walks sullenly... as the inn falls silent, each step almost in slow motion as it places a hand on a large two handed blade wich it wears on its back...

Everything in the room begins to feel dull...muted... slow. As if you are all under the influence of alchohol... although you are not.

The horned warrior in the corner leans forward, seeing what you all do, and looks at Anika... Leovin... and then Irisi... in that order.

As he does this he nods... and as he nods, you can move and think normally again.. clear... consice.

Everyone else in the inn appears to be moving sluggishly, perhaps they are all drunk..

Or something is very very wrong.

The suspiciously armored man is simply standing in the middle of the room now. its gaze falls on Irisi and it begins to move forward....
 
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He could hear his own heartbeat as time seemed to slow down around him. He knew what he was feeling; it was like his own - dark. Reflexively releasing his grip on the goblin, he stood up just like the hairs on the back of his neck.

"I suggest you explain yoursel quickly, runt. Are you the one behind what I'm feeling right now?"

Subtly, almost insticively, he reached inside his own darkness and prepared to bring it out. He knew he wasn't the only dark knight in the world - far from it, in fact. But somehow this felt... he couldn't put his finger on it, but it felt... wrong... somehow.
 
The red-haired mercenary watched in fascination as her new . . . comrade, she supposed, used his magic. Magic like that fascinated her, and it almost alleviated the twinge of resentment over his comment about her possibly not being honest. It was, to be sure, just a twinge. She knew well enough that few mercenaries were honest without having money exchanged. But doing this . . . felt right.

Looking around for other threats that might present, Reika spotted a strange woman sitting in a wagon seat, and her eyes narrowed. The woman was . . . beautiful, in a dangerous way, but she didn't look like the kind of woman who would be directing a body of armored men. And she clearly was telling them where to head. The woman . . . felt wrong. Like rain from a clear sky, or a horse with the head of a monkey. Wrong.

Her eyes followed the men going out at the woman's direction, knowing that the sense of wrong almost baking off of the woman would keep her from being surprised by that, at least. One of them was headed their way, and Reika shifted her stance, blocking the mage from the soldier's line of sight. She'd never seen armor like that before. And she'd been many places. Gods, the agony of indecision. If she followed the man into the inn, or went closer to watch the woman in black, she'd be leaving the mage alone and unprotected. But she might lose them both if she stayed here. When would he . . . would the spell end?
 
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