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Dayenn Naight wrote:

Nathaniel Greenfellow wrote:

Nathaniel, looking as out of place as ever, hunches over his plate and eats hastily, not making eye contact with anyone unless spoken to.

Dayenn tries to catch Marius' eye and jerks his head in the direction of Greenfellow, mouthing the word 'trauma' as he does.

In as subtle a gestures as is humanly possible Marius gestures to Dayenn that he thinks nathaniel is "Boonkers!!" before turning to Nathaniel and politely asking him "So friend whens the last time you ate? cause I have only seen pigs eat that fast" smiles evilly

"I would be careful, D'Armon. We're tolerating you for now, but that may well change if you outstay your welcome.

Witch sighs, propping his staff on the wall and siting down.

The Witchbrand wrote:

Witch pats Grim on the shoulder. "I don't like it either. That's why I left. Well, that, and other reasons."

"Another reason, eh? Like people with torches chasing you?"

"Yes, me and my friends."

Grim is stilled stunned silent by the city.

Kind of a RP copout but I really can't think of anything he might say looking at something like this for the first time. A mixture of amazement and loathing.

Witch pats Grim on the shoulder. "I don't like it either. That's why I left. Well, that, and other reasons."

“So many soldiers so busy … corpses lying in the streets,” comments Nathaniel quietly to Grim. “I’ve never been to a city before, but this does not seem normal to me.”

"It depends on the city. Once, in my travels, I saw something like this."

"As Grimnebulin said, you are a very violent man..." says the Witchbrand, "It will catch up with you one day."

Witch sighs and mutters under his breath, "This had better work."

"I don't know about the rest of you but a Port-a-Lucine inn sounds much warmer and comfortable than this campfire" gets up and start walking in the general direction of the city.

Witch sighs again. "Well, professor, there goes your 'successful case'. I suppose we should follow him. I understand that I see better in the dark than some others, so..." he bangs his staff on the ground, and it lights up. "Now lets go."

Witch sighs. "I wish we could get going. It will be morning soon."

The Witchbrand wrote:

Grimnebulin wrote:

Grim shuts out the witless prattle and slips into a trance.

Witch sighs. "Alright, Grim clearly is tired of this. Enough. D'Armon and Greenfellow can tag along if they like, it makes little difference to me as long as they don't cause trouble."

"What trouble can they cause?...

"I fear that we shall learn the answer to that question. No matter. I'm not one to break my word.

Grim shuts out the witless prattle and slips into a trance.

Witch sighs. "Alright, Grim clearly is tired of this. Enough. D'Armon and Greenfellow can tag along if they like, it makes little difference to me as long as they don't cause trouble."

The Witchbrand wrote:

Dayenn Naight wrote:

"Not a complete success mind you ...

"Yes, I noticed. You aren't good at what you do, are you?"

"Well, Witchbrand, you must understand what I do is something never tried before but ... well, you must admit he seems to enjoy life more...

"Hmm. He does seem to enjoy his life quite a bit."

Marius D'Armon wrote:

Grimnebulin wrote:

"Good enough, then squirrel. Back to the fire before the real bogeymen raven us."

"Who ya calling squirrel, scarface?" gets a mean glint in his eyes "You'll address me as Lord D'Armon or Your Highness and nothing else!"

"Not a complete success mind you ...

"Yes, I noticed. You aren't good at what you do, are you?"

"That very glint seems to be focused on our coin purses."

"You know the professor?", Witch asks, clutching his holly and mistletoe, "Greenfellow, Grim, perhaps we should be prepared to fight. It appears that the professor is pitting a tree squirrel against us."

Witch sees what Grim is pointing at. "Ah. Good fellow?", he says in a louder voice, "Yes, you up in the tree. Are you a friend, or my snake's breakfast?"

Grim gets out his longbow.

"Pssst, Witch, come here."

Witch comes over. "Yes? What is it?"

"Mock all you want. The study of the mind will someday be seen as important as the study of magic or the arts of war," says Dayenn.

"Hmm. Indignant when mimicked by others. This suggests insecurity perhaps caused as far back as childhood", The Witchbrand says in a voice almost as convincing as Grimnebulin's.

The Witchbrand laughs. "Demons? Likely just a few pints of ale that started that rumor." He adds, more solemnly, "we have heard of you. And your troubles, or some of them."

Nathaniel faces the two strange looking figures on the moon-lit forest path – the one dark skinned with jet white hair, the other with pointed ears and heavy brow. The ranger grips his scythe tightly, but those he has tracked – after hearing the tales of “forest spirits” haunting the woods – the hunted who have now turned the situation on the hunter - do not appear about to attack him – yet.

“I do not seek bloodshed,” the man states in a slightly hoarse voice, trying to read his opponents’ eyes in the darkness – eyes that seem to see him better than he sees them.

"Neither do we. What is your name?"

Tarren Dei wrote:

Vivienne Marais wrote:

That's me in the corner...

trying not to stand out...
losing my conviction

Hey, Vivienne's a hottie.

YOU ARE GETTING SLEEPY ... SLEEPY ...

Oh, for crying out loud...I am going to have to set Haelyn on you if you keep it up!

"Oh, and...and you are right", he murmurs, "Some scars don't heal. And never will."
Wow, that's a whole page of roleplaying! Perhaps we should be saving this for the In-Character thread!

"Very well. I shall go help the girl. Not you. Her. No charge."

The Witchbrand wrote:

Dayenn Naight wrote:

The Witchbrand wrote:

Grim wrote:

"I do believe he just challenged us to a fight."

*Grins*

"Why, so he did. Alright, Dayenn, you can 'study' Grim's fighting first."

'The one who calls himself 'Witchbrand' seems to be the passive partner," scribbles the professor.

"What are you scribbling there? Give me that! Hmm. Anyone here read this?"

"Please return my notes," says Dayenn obviously peeved "They are rather important to me and to me alone."

"But they become important to me when they are about me. There are things that are best not known."

The Witchbrand wrote:

Grim wrote:

"I do believe he just challenged us to a fight."

*Grins*

"Why, so he did. Alright, Dayenn, you can 'study' Grim's fighting first."

'The one who calls himself 'Witchbrand' seems to be the passive partner," scribbles the professor.

"What are you scribbling there? Give me that! Hmm. Can anyone here read this?"

Grimnebulin wrote:

Dayenn Naight wrote:

"Great. You see, I only want to study you ..." Dayenn begins before seeing the scowl reemerge "...study your fighting style. A purely academic interest."

"I do believe he just challenged us to a fight."

Grim stands and brushes himself off.

"One thing I am not is a fool. Your fighting me would be murder and I don't think you are a murderer. Not of that sort, I mean."

"'Murder' is a rather nasty word, Naight."

"I do believe he just challenged us to a fight."

*Grins*

"Why, so he did. Alright, Dayenn, you can 'study' Grim's fighting first."

Dayenn Naight wrote:

"Such aggression!" says Dayenn more to himself than to them, making a note in his journal "I understand that this topic bothers you ... forgive me. I've been rude. You have my assurances that I do not want to hypnotize you."

"And we don't want to eviscerate you."

"Of course not. Quarterstaffs are terrible for eviscerating."

"Yes, as Grimnebulin said. Haelyn is getting hungry."

What does character look like?

Dark-skinned, with gray eyes and odd white hair which looks out-of-place.
Where is the character's family?

A ways away, in Sithicus.
What is his greatest love?

His pale snake, Haelyn.
What is his greatest regret?

Having to leave his home.
What makes his skin crawl?

He cannot stand to be in a church.
What fascinates your character?

Snakes.
What are his habits?

He sometimes has a tendency to hiss when angry.
What are his secrets?

If he put them here, they wouldn't be secrets, would they?
Is he rational or passionate?

Passionate.
Is he sophisticated or superstitious?

Sophisticated.
How strong is his faith?

His faith in nature is strong, but he seems to hold little regard for the gods.
How self-confident is your character?

He is not very self-confident.
What drives your character to adventure?

The drive to help others.

Done! Tell me if there's anything you want me to change, Radavel!