The journey begins.

[Ravenloft]

Jornan:

Cold, shivering and out of food, the young man rode on, he'd come to this by accepting an offer to change his life. Now all he wanted, in his miserable state of mind was a warm bed and some filling food. He'd been riding for what seemed like a year to his sore rear, but it had only been a few days. "Ohhhh." He moaned pitiously. "How could all those adventurer's endure this sort of thing?" He asked of the thin air about him. His horse, Blackmane, good old Albert, who was almost entirely ebon, save for his dusty white muzzle, and the shackles of snowy white just above each of his hooves lowered his head to taste the grass about them. Jornan hunched forward on Alberts back, wanting to cry, his stomach was so empty that it ached. "Oh, to be able to do as you do Albert... Find sustanence on the very grass at our feet..." He groaned. Albert rose his head and slowly moved along the wind whisped field, with a whicker.

Jornan hadn't been looking for some time now, burrying his face in Albert's name sake to fight his tears, so the only thing that drew his attention to the camp, and the open fire they were slowly drawing towards was the acrid scent of smoke. He slowly sat up, rubbed at his reddened nose and had to squint from the light of a fire.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

The Delacroix Twins...

ooc: If this role play isnt closed...

IC:

*Two figures sat near to the Fire...One was very small, looking to be no more than a Child, the other was taller, and broader of shoulder, but otherwise there was not much Difference....Both were enshrouded in Soft Grey Cloaks and hoods...The taller one had a Greatsword slung across his back, and the smaller one had a grand leather tome in her lap...soft whispers could be heard between them, though he could hear no discernable conversation..they didnt seem to notice them yet, but a Large, flat stone was set across the fire, and soft, tantelizing scents were drifting from it....He caught a snatch of the conversation*

.....You really are too Obsessional Over that obsidian...

*A soft tenor, deep and commanding spoke..*

Really Jyhade? I thought you would appriciate my sense of hard work..

*The soft girl voice...teasing and full of humour...*

 

[Ravenloft]

Jornan:

The first thing he heard as he drew his horse toward the camp fire was something bout obsidian. "Obsidian obsessed?" He quietly asked himself, feeling a laugh work itself up within his stomach. It felt odd there, in the empty pit of his belly. He blinked. Looking at the two of them. It was dark, and he was tired, and hungry, so he some how did not notice the others that were with them just yet.

He just sat there for a time, his mind feeling numb as he watched them exchange words... Then He coughed and sniffled, remaining silent otherwise, he was too shy for words.

 

[Lady Violet]

Evelyn sat to the side, her knees curled under her as she drew pictures in the sand with a small twig. She glanced up occationally, not really listening, not paying particular attention. All she wanted to do was lie down and close her eyes, but they told her not yet, and so she sat and waited, like she always did.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*They both looked up at the cough and sniffle...and the man called out, moving over so the firelight would let them get a better look at The kid*

Oh hello there...what're you doing out here at this time of night...alone for that matter?

*He scowled lightly and the girl prodded Him*

Now René...Dont scare the boy...I think he's a Newcomer...

*He scowled at her and sighed* I suppose you are right....As usual Sis.

*He chuckled and waved*

Come on over..have a seat by the fire....I certainly dont mind...

*She nodded, gesturing with weathered and supple hands*

Yes! come come!

 

[Ravenloft]

Jornan:

Jornan frose for a moment, but slowly his fear melted away as he was emplored to join them about the fire. He smiled greatfully to them as he slid off horse back and walked toward the cirlce of the fire. He sat down as Albert stayed close by, munching on grass here and there. "Um..." Jornan started. "Hi... I'm Jornan... Um... Thank you..." He said with a nervous smile, his bright young eyes glinted from the fire light.

 

[poohlive]

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls," Tristan bowed, giving a fleeful smile seeing that there were indeed some nice women in this camp. (2 at least)
"My associate and I bring you wonders from afar. Magick, feats of strength, mind reading, even the impossible art of telemitry. All will be dazzled," he sniffed the air, smelling a fine meal being underway, "Of course we do require a fee. The dashing Rogue's of Fenidad do not spoil their wares for free. Perhaps a night stay with some food and a few gold pieces in the morning would perusade us to put on a hellish show."
He stood back, defensively on his legs, then, in a swift movement Tristan had performed a back flip in the air. He bowed afterward, that boyish charming smile beating out. As bright as the sun, with looks that could kill. Many a woman had been swayed, bedded, and thoroughly ravished.
Speaking of ravished....
He turned, seeing his partner was not with him.
"Ravish?" an eyebrow raised slightly with curiousity, "Ravish, come out here and meet our guests. Come on now."
"Pushaw," he spat, behind the horses, "I will not be seen like this."
His smile was on the audience, but there was a bit of embarrasment on it, "Ravish, they will love your costume. It is part of the act," in a hushed sterner voice he nearly hissed, "Do you want to eat or not."
Ravish growled deeply, waling out. He was a tall man, much taller than Tristan, who stood at least 6 feet tall. He was human, yes, but a different part of human. He was a mountain man, who were different than mere humans. They lived on their strengths, deep rounded muscles could easily be seen.
They could easily be seen because he was in a white leotard. It was completely hilarious, especially with the reddened stern face he wore. It was half humiliation and half pent up rage.
Tristan held back a laugh, but then welcomed his partner, "The amazing Ravish ladies and gentlemen. Look what he wore for you. Come now, that alone is worth a loaf of bread."
It was quite a pair. Tristan was lean and deep set in his features. He looked strong, but not particular muscular. Ravish was tall and strong, the look of a man who spent most of his life training to be a warrior. His features were hard, and unforgiving. Someone who took life seriously, exactly how Tristan didn't take it.
Hunger brought them both here, but they would all soon realize destiny played a part as well.
(hee hee, I love it when an author ends it like that. Makes you think... dude, what is going to happen? Oh, just wait and see)

 

[faust]

Returning to the small campfire, Ramok immediately noticed the new arrivals. A kid and two clowns. Damn, just his luck...Leave these suckers alone for a while, and they always managed to find company, even in the middle of nowhere. Even worse, said company always seemed to consist of hungry beggars. As it was, their food supplies where running low. He had been out hunting for three hours, and only managed to kill two measely field hares. Damn it all...

Taking a seat as close to the fire as humanly possible, Ramok tossed one of the hares to his companions. Let them do what they will with it. Even share it with the beggars for all he cared. But he'd be damned if he was going to lose his portion! Without saying a word, he took out his dagger, slit the remaining hare's belly, and promptly relieved it of its intestines. Then, finding a suitable stick, he shoved it into the hare's ass till it came out of its mouth, and started roasting the impromptu shishkobob over the crackling flames...

 

[Ravenloft]

Jornan:

Looking up at the man who'd just seemed to appear from nowhere, Jornan blinked in surprise, he'd not even had a chance to make the accuantance of the people sat about the fire with him before something alltogether suprising happened.

What bothered him most is that he'd not even senced it... The man propositioned them all, with a show, in exchange for food and a place by the fire for the night, it would seem. Jornan shrunk back a little, he was, by no means, the person to seek for a spot, he was just a guest, but he reconed, that if they let him stay, they'd let this fellow and his friend, who seemed loath to come out from behind his horse, stay as well.

Jornan watched the man, having had his attention grabbed by the sudden back flip he'd just done. After a moment, and some indistinguishable whispering, the man got his friend to come out into full veiw. Jornan slowly cracked a smile, as a bubbling humor rose up within him. He stopped himself from laughing out loud though.. That guy was huge, he didn't want to make him mad or anything, although he looked very silly in the leotard he wore, he was still an imposing man.

 

[Lady Violet]

OOC: This was to be my post after the last one ravenloft did but Im throroughly confused as to the posting of poolive and faust!! I'll try my best! lol

IC: When she first saw the large animal aproaching the fire, Evelyn shuffled back beyond the reaches of the light. Her eyes darted from her caretakers to the stranger, not sure of what was being said. She stared at it, not sure what to think. It was huge and grusome looking. Billows of smoke coming from its face, black as the night except for a white patch in the front. What on earth could this be? A noise from the other side of the fire caught Evelyn's attention, and as her eyes focused to the light, she saw more strange creature, these ones a little more pleasant to look at, although the lot of them could use a good scrubbing. She muffled a giggle. What fools they were, she thought. She started to relax a little, and began to stand to come forward, until they were told they could join the fire circle. Evelyn recoiled, staying in the shadows, unsure of what to do.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: It's ok Lady Violet. Not every post goes in exact order. Especially in the beginning of a thread. Just go with the flow.



"See they love it," Tristan's voice carried over to Ravish, who only growled as a reply. They were getting warm by the roaring fire, willing to put on a show as soon as they could get the cold out of there bones.
"Well, I seem at a loss for words. You all know myself and my assistant, but I know none of you," he smiled at the particularly shy girl across the fire, "Could we go around and say names? Perhaps tell us where you are from? I swear the jokes will be funnier if I know from what part of the country you originate."

 

[faust]

Absentmindedly, Ramok pulled a leg off of the roasted hare. Peeling back the skin to expose the tender pink flesh, he greedily bit into his dinner. Suspiciously, he eyed the clowns from underneath his thick eyebrows. He had to admit that their antics were somewhat amusing. Even if they had come trying to score a free dinner. Well, what the hell - as long as they didn't deprive him of his food, they were allright by him. "Name's Ramok." he volunteered. "Not important where I'm from, since I'm not welcome there any more. Not imporatant where I'm going either, since I don't yet know that myself. You might call me a drifter. 'Course, I don't really care what you call me." He sighed, noticing the hunger in the little clown's eyes. Tearing off another leg, he tossed it to him. "Here. Just don't be expecting any more freebies from me, got it?"

 

[Guest]

Rhia

OOC: Let me know if this doesn't fit in

IC:
Rhia stood, concealed within the trees, watching the strangers who had joined her friends. Clowns? Shaking her head, she shouldered her pack, picked up the trout she'd caught in a nearby stream, and strode silently in to camp. Dropping her night's catch near the fire, Rhia glanced around at the gathered people. Three newcomers in as many hours. How did they manage to attract people the way they did?

She let her eyes wander over her friends, noticing the tension in Ramock's shoulders as he skinned the two hares he'd managed to snare. Well, it wasn't her fault she'd caught all those trout, and she just bet he'd be more than happy to eat them. He just didn't like being bested by a woman.

She dropped her cloak on the ground a little away from the fire and sat upon it. Pulling a knife and piece of wood from her pack, she began whittling, paying little attention to anyone else.

 

[Calamity Jane]

OOC: Rhia = me

 

[Lady Violet]

Evelyn

Evelyn couldn't stand it any longer and stepped lightly towards Rhia and sat down beside her. The woman glanced in her direction and smiled. She knew she would like Rhia the first time she saw her. Just something about her that made Evelyn feel at ease. Rene and Kish just seemed to attract all kinds of people which put Evelyns nerve on edge. She liked things to be quiet so she could think.

Her eyes began to droop and she rested her head on Rhia's arm, falling asleep to the sound of the others talking.

OOC: some background on Evelyn. I'm gonna say that Rolands characters found her (hope thats ok) sitting alone in the woods. She wouldn't talk at first but soon opened up and told them her name and that she came from Iliad, a small island village. It had been attacked and Evelyn ran away. She's 4'6'' tall, short brown hair that looks more like a porcupine and clear blue eyes. She's about 14 years old. She has a mystery that surounds her. (i'll let you know what it is when I think of it)

 

[Kaos_Star]

the entry of Kaos Star......

Sitting out about 40 yrds or so in the distance, Kaos looked on at all the commotion. "Silly people," thought Kaos," all worked up over some food." Just sitting there in the dark, he was content to just let them have their fun.
Reaching around behind himself, Kaos grabbed his travelers pouch and pulled out some bread and a couple of crackers.
"This will do me just fine" In no time at all the piece of bread and the crackers were on their way down his throut. "I wonder what they will do when they get really hungry?"

 

[Calamity Jane]

Rhia glanced up and smiled at Evelyn as she walked over. The girl was tiny, and somehow, Rhia felt compelled to care for her. Usually, she wouldn't let anyone interrupt her when she was carving, but Evelyn hardly ever said anything. They sat without speaking until Evelyn lay her head on Rhia's arm and went to sleep.

Rhia let Evelyn sleep, gently easing her down until her head rested on Rhia's pack. Lightly stroking the girl's spiky hair, she smiled and wished her sweet dreams.

Rhia was aware of someone else nearby, someone not of their group. She couldn't sense whether the man was friend or foe, but she intended to keep watch until she was sure.

Reaching to her waist, she checked to see that her hunting knife was free of it's sheath in case she needed it. She looked over to the fire again, her eyes meeting Ramok's. He still seemed angry about the food thing, but she knew he'd get over it. She looked out toward where she thought the other person was camped, and then back to Ramok. She hoped he understood that she was trying to tell him that someone was out there, that they needed people they could trust on watch tonight.

 

[Kaos_Star]

Kaos

Once finished eating, Kaos decides to go for alittle walk to see if he can get a better look at the party near the fire. Carefull not to get too close he catches a good glimpse of two females sitting together, one leaning on the other asleep. He sees the clowns. one in particular makes him chuckle "whats with the outfit??"
Feeling he has been spotted by someone, Kaos retreats back to his little camp site in the darkness to think on what he has seen so far...

 

[Lady_Siren]

Shakira stood in the back watching the show quietly. They were quite good. She smiled mischeivously "but wait till they get a load of me" just as their act finished she stepped forward. Some people cheered and one of the men nudged the preformers "Thats Shakira, she dances at most of our parties. Her dances are quite entrancing she moves as if she is one with the music. Watch.. " The music started a slow seductive beat, she took a minutte to listen and get the feel of the music then she began to dance slowly then with more feeling as she felt the music seep into her. She moved fluidly at one with the music. She closed her eyes as she felt the beat wash over her and fill her being. She lost awarness of the world around her and was lost in her timeless sea of dance. The music picked up and so did she dancing fast not losing a beat as she twirled around the fire her body moving with fluid grace. Her eyes breifly met those of the man named Tristan and she felt some sort of shock run through her whole body. It was if she knew him from some place. Pushing those confusing thoughts away she let the music soothe her yet her eyes stayed on him, her gaze holding his as she danced. She couldn't look away, faster and faster she danced until finaly on one last dramatic note she dropped and the music ended. Rising to her feet she smiled as everyone slowly came to their senses and began cheering. She breifly glanced at Tristan and blushed as she turned and walked back to her quiet corner to catch her breath and figure out her strange reaction to this man.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jornan:

Once the introductions came around to Jornan, he swallowed back a bit of nervousness, the spot light always did this to him. "I'm, um... Jornan Stablehand, from the city of Loloxal..." He said, faltering a little as he spoke. The circle moved on after that, thankfully taking everyones eyes off him. He sighed and looked about. Three more had joined them about the fire. A burly man carrying two hares, not quite so burly as the one in the leotard, but big enough to make Jornan edge away from him. A pretty lady, who looked kinda woodsy came, with some fish, and a young girl who came to the woman's side, as though they were mother and daughter, or perhaps sisters...

He watched the two for a moment, until yet another girl came, and began to dance. He watched her dance for a moment, blushing hotly at how she moved, he'd seen gypsy women dance like that before, but it always made him feel weird, so he turned his eyes away, shyly, and again focused upon the two 'sisters'.

Everone cheered and clapped for the dancing girl, and so, Jornan did as well. He smiled up at her then looked into the fire. Not until now, when there was a lull in the activities did he feel that same old off feeling he felt when something was about to happen, perhaps because it was such a distant feeling at the moment... But he had it, and he knew, before long... Something good/bad was gonna go down. So he sat there, quitly, nervously, looking about.

 

[Calamity Jane]

Rhia watched the performers as she carved and listened to the night. She knew the other camper had come near, but then he'd gone away again so she hadn't acted.

The clowns were good. Very good, in fact. That was a problem as far as Rhia was concerned. They were good enough that they shouldn't have been begging for food at random campsites.
She'd keep an eye on them.

Her gaze turned to the other stranger, the one who had the same look on his face as a rabbit running from hounds. Rhia wondered what his story was. He kept glancing over at her then back at Shakira's dance as if he didn't know what to do.

Rhia smiled, Shakira had that affect on most men. Not that Rhia wanted men looking at her like they looked at Shakira....

Rhia stood and covered Evelyn with her cloak. She walked away from the group, into the woods on a narrow path. She walked until she could barely hear the music that Shakira was dancing to, and then whistled softly.

A wolf trotted down the path toward her. He sat at her feet and put his paw on her knee.

Rhia sank to her knees and hugged the wolf. "Ahhh... Max, my friend. You must keep watch tonight, there is a stranger about. Do not come in to camp, do you understand?"

The wolf cocked his head and then woofed quietly.

Rhia scratched behind his ears, then stood. She turned and walked slowly back to camp. The wolf stayed on her heels until she reached the edge of the woods. She leaned against a tree, watching, and the wolf lay at her feet.

She knew she'd be awake all night, and now wished she'd stayed at the fire long enough to get some food. Her stomach rumbled and the wolf looked up at her, whining in understanding.

Rhia nudged him with her toe. "If you're hungry, be off. Just stay alert my friend. I think we're moving on tomorrow."

The wolf woofed again and disappeared into the woods. Rhia watched him go and then turned back to the gathering around the fire. She resigned herself to a night without sleep or food, and made her way back to where Evelyn slept.

She felt someone's eyes on her, and when she turned, the saw the stranger, the scared looking one, quickly turn his head away.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jornan:

The woodsy looking woman had left abrubtly, and Jornan had watched her go, catching himself focusing on the sway of her hips, he shook himself and blushed again. He turned, only to be confronted with the dancing girl's swaying hips as she did a little impromptu number as the other campers egged her on. He turned away again, looking briefly at the man in the leotard, that cured his mind of all those 'hip-swayin' thoughts.

With a sigh, he looked down at his lap, his hands folded there. He started to drift a little. Then he heard light foot falls just off to his right and he looked up, snapping back to wakefulness.

The woodsy woman was back and he stared at her, his eyes adjusting to the difence in light from what had laid behind his eye lids. He didn't really know what he was thinking but he flashed her a nervous smile, chirping. "Hi." Then he turned his head away, wondering what he could say to follow up such a 'suave' intro...

 

[Calamity Jane]

Changing her course, Rhia walked over and sat down next to the stranger. It looked like everyone else had gone to sleep, maybe this was her chance to get some food. If there was any left, that is.

"Hello to you too, my name is Rhia. You are?"

She watched with veiled amusement as he blushed, his face turning crimson.

Waiting for an answer, she spied some fish that no one had eaten, and stabbed it with her hunting knife. Taking a bite, she gazed at the stranger, her head cocked.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jornan:

He swallowed, looking hesitently over to the woodsy woman next to him. His palms were sweaty, he realized as he stuttered out his answer. "J Jornan, the Stablehand, fr from Loloxal city..." He said it as though he were answering a town guard. He rubbed his sweaty palms down along his pants, drying them.

 

[Kaos_Star]

Kaos

"Stupid wolf go away...i don't have any food for you.." Kaos said in a loud but hopefully not to loud tone. This wolf had been staring at him for sometime now. He had been all but lost in a trance when the new dancer had taken the stage. she was gorgious. That was he noticed that wolf and after that he was stuck staring at the wolf waiting for it start howling at him and alert everyone else. Unable to decide just why he didn't want to be discovered...he just laid back and said "to hell with you, you damn wolf" lost in his thoughts the 5'9" loner just relaxed and tried to forget the time he had lost thanks to this little fire gathering. "they are good for amusment, but i wonder if they are here as part of a bigger purpose than even they know..........."