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Aldo stays quiet, directly in front of Maraas. He breaths in the fresh air and his mind is perhaps elsewhere, Still overwhelmed by so many open spaces, he seems particularly interested in the 10 foot round trees and looks longingly at the birds he sees. His eyes also wonder occasionally to Kalyn, but he does his best not to reveal this fact."You've too much faith in Steel friends, I wont be surprised if us Elves out task the two of you." He chuckles .
" Allow me to help friends."Aldo moves swiftly and directs his focus to the first group. Holding outstretched arms towards the Genlocks, He speaks strongly"Bel Tu Vunim Halam!"" A burst of blinding light explodes from within the ranks of the first group of gemlocks
Aldo musters a laugh and relaxes his pace to drop into the back of the group. His eye goes wide as they travel, the sheltered tower mage taking in the sights of the natural world as best he could. His thoughts were far from the trail or the farm or the darkspawn.
Aldo again merely rolls hia eyes at the Dwarf. He had been hearing the same talk from templars his whole life. Dargail being a dwarf and wearing a dwarven helmet only made it a bit louder, he thought. Atleast most Templars helmets covered their ugly mugs. Laughing at this, He allows his long legs to propel him to the forefront of the group as they make their way to the fletcher.
Aldo merely rolls his eyes. He was use to the threats, he had heard them often, and he suspected this wouldn't be the last time." Fear not Dargail, you won't be smelling any demons on me." Turning now to Kalyn a warm smile returns." Of course fair Kalyn, I would expect just that from these companions, But Ultimately I trust their steel will be invaluable in this excursion and I'm glad to have both of you along." He decides digression is the better part of valor and offers a plaintive nod to the Dwarf and Qunari. " I believe we should question Marina in the market stalls, Social skills aren't my forte, but we should try to find out what we can about the farmland and outlying area. These stragglers are likely leaderless, and savage, incapable of launching organized attacks.I imagine the Darkspawn will likely number fewer than 10, living in caves or deep woods near the property, I can only hope the Daughter could shed some more light on specifics."
The elven mage bows mockingly low to the dwarven Templar."Aldo Alessi is the name Templar. Address me as such, if it's not too much trouble, boy." He states dryly before standing back up to his full height of six feet. The Templars that were around when Aldo was in training had always been especially suspicious of him. His magical aptitude frightened them, he was sure.
Turning now to the Qunari, he tilted his head sideways for a moment before righting it." Not all shackles are so obvious Qunari. Ask your dwarven friend. His Maker gave them the authority to keep my kind in check. Although I'd certainly be more in protest If I suffered the fate of the Sarebass. Thank the lucky stars for my Elven Blood." He says with an arrogant smirk, turning to offer the chantry priest a wink as he mentions his heritage.
Kalyn brings his attention to the fact that he too had never actually faced any of the Dreaded Darkspawn that he had read so much about.
Aldo's eyes are glued to the chantry board even as the clanking dwarf makes his speech and talks to those around him. Aldo's grey hooded cloak concealed his elven heritage and covered his ornately embroidered over shirt. It was a gift from a senior enchanter, and he wore it with pride. It was his prerogative to win the attention of his former instructors through sheer magical aptitude since he had arrived at the Circle. He was good at what he did, and he was made aware of it from an early age. In his travels to Ostigar however he had been faced with an alarming amount of hardships and outright racism. The experience has left him paranoid, and his cloak was drawn tighter as the commotion picked up. As the young chantry woman speaks however, Aldo sees his opportunity and steps to the forefront of the group, pulling the hood back to reveal a hard elven face with short brown hair and a leather patch across his left eye."My services are yours m'lady." he states politely, but with a surprisingly strong voice. Glancing over his shoulder now at the Qunari and the elves, his eyes linger along the soft lines of Kaylyn's elven features for a moment and he almost smiles, but his eyes move downward to the Templar dwarf and he turns back to the young woman dressed in chantry robes so that Dargail does not see his lean face turn sour." I am eager to test my abilities versus the Stragglers, as I'm sure the rest of this motley crew is, perhaps we should discuss payment so that we can be on our way, my lady."
Redclover here, City Elf Circle Mage
On his watch, Aldo will do his best to conceal himself, and watch the cave entrance diligently, as he had been trained by the Darpuul Town Guard.
Aldo stoically keeps watch as the elves communicate in languages that he has no knowledge of. " The cave shouldn't be too far now, should it?" He interjects, his eyes turning to look towards the sky as he ponders on how many hours of daylight they have.
Aldo Calmly adjusts his sights to the larger spider round 1 attack
round 2 attack
Aldo skillfully twists and turn until at last he is free from the entanglement of the spider's web" To hell with this Jungle!" He exclaims. Aldo stands his ground and steadies his aim on the bigger spider
perception reflex
"Good thinking Jivaji, let me lend a hand!" Aldo gets a grip where he can.
Aldo shudders at the roar and moves quickly to pack up.'What of the halfling? Perhaps your beast of burden could carry him Jivaji"
Aldo feels sweat gather at his brow and he quickly wipes it away. The jungle was a poor hostess, he thought. And now this halfling was dying right in the camp. A chill, or perhaps a bead of perspiration ran down his spine as his mind wondered back to Darpuul, and to how everything he had known was gone. He winced as he questioned his actions now. Soon there would be a dead thing here and the survivors will move on to set up camp somewhere else, just like Darpuul. Despite the jungle heat, Aldo shivered.
Aldo hovered at the edge of the group, his eyes sharply watching the perimeter of the camp, lest this was some sort of ploy. The halfling sounded mad. Zombie dinos? I certainly hope he's mad Aldo's heart skipped a beat.
Whoever sees
Spoiler: Aldo is content to take the backseat as Jivaji tries to talk the man down. He lowers his bow but keeps it at the ready in case the halfling turns out to be jungle crazy.
Shanosuke
Spoiler: Aldo wanted to beat himself up for the misstep, but he has no time. He keeps his bow at the ready but speaks calmly." I'm a refugee these days friend. Are you hurt?" he wonders, remembering the whining call that ignited his curiosity.
Just let me know when you want me to fade to the next morning, don't want to cut off the role playing without giving you guys some fair warning :)
Shanosuke
Spoiler: Aldo is intrigued and will do his best to investigate, without revealing his presence, or the location of the camp to whatever he hears, and also without leaving his post. He served on the watch ever since he could remember and he doesn't want to risk the camp or the sleeping survivors.He keeps an arrow notched as he moves swiftly
Aldo does his best to help out in the hunt.
"I will take a watch as well." Aldo will state late
Aldo scoffs disgusted at Nye, recognizing him from the taverns, but besides this stays silent. There was quite a group of survivors gathered and he wasn't opposed to the jungle. "Aldo Alessi. He says, placing his hand over his heart."I do not know the landscape but I'm a solid shot and the Halfling is right. We must Go. "
Jogging with his bow in hand, Aldo arrives on the beach where a few survivors had began to gather. He takes a knee and listen's to the survivors words, the sounds and sights of the battle not far off. His eyes drifted to his father's short sword at his side bearing the crest of Darpuul and he winced."With no climbing equipment, the mountains would be nearly impassible, and I'm no sailor. Elf you say you've ventured into Enggamar and yet you've returned to stand here. It seems the best choice to me. He stands to his feet and keeps his eyes peeled, arrow nocked, he prepares for the worst as he catches his breath." Whatever we do we must do so quickly. Darpuul has fallen and Mormonts men will be hunting survivors soon."
I'm here as well, excited to see where this goes : )
Hey Shanosuke, this looks interesting and I've been feenin for some pbp action. I'll whip up a character for your review kind sir. Here we are, stats, story, and all of that in the profile. Thank you for the consideration. |
