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"Sure. I guess this place is no good. An incompetent blacksmith for sure. I'll follow you."
Kusar stands behind everyone, still flexing his muscles almost nonchalantly. "Rune will be the best addition to your team, don't you think?"
Kusar stands in the back, flexing his muscles but not trying to be too obvious about it. He's hoping that his display will help convince the smithy to hired them on.
Kusar stands tall. "I'll follow you there."
"Sure, let's go to the smithy. Where's it at?"
Kusar waves at the women. "How was your luck? Any leads? We unfortunately couldn't hook a fish to save our lives. My buddy here () was so close though!"
Thanks! Same to you. So full of food...
"Disappointing? It was fun either way. Nice to relax on the river and just watch the day go by.". Kusar shrugs as he and Laire attempt to find the women.
Kusar looks around for a net but doesn't find anything. "I'll just grab it with my hands when it gets close! Be careful there Laire."
"Here, lemme help you there!"
"Yes, yes. Nice to stretch my legs. Though we really need to find some work soon. I wonder if there's a dragon around here. Wouldn't it be fun to find a dragon's treasure.." Kusar starts to day dream.
Kusar acts excited when he feels a bite. "There's something here! I caught something!" He screams. But as he reels it in, nothings on the end of the hook. "Drat - must have gotten away."
Salmok waves to the women as they jump in the river. He'll send out his fishing reel in hopes to catch something.
He's just enjoying the day - nothings on his mind right now. "The women look like they're having a blast."
"I've heard of some old fishing holes up northwest of here. Do you want to check that out?". Kusar questions Laire. "Or perhaps we can fish near the Druid's Isle so not to be far from the others." Kusar starts travelling up north towards the fishing holes. If there are any local fisherman on the way, he'll ask: "Catch anything good today?"
Kusar follows Laier to the fishing spot. "I've never been much for fishing before. Couldn't tell you a salmon from a tuna. What's there to catch in these parts?"
Kusar's eyes light up. "Let's do it! Will be good to get out of the city for a bit.". The half-minotaur will walk over to the general store to buy a rod, almost not looking back to see if Laire is following him.
Kusar rolls his eyes when Rune suggests he sleeps in a stable. 'I'm not a cow, you know.' But he responds, "Agreed. Let's stick in pairs at least." He starts stretching his legs. "Well, I'm ready. Did you say fishing?"
Kusar nods. He stuffs the last bit of salad in his face as he watches the others walk out the door. "Where to now?" Kusar is lost in a daze, content with his delicious lunch.
"Thanks Aurorae." Kusar nods at her. "And pleasure to meet you Raz. Do you mind if we stick with Common for now? I only speak a word or two of Elven. " When Aurorae suggests helping Raz, Kusar flexes his muscles - more in showing he's capable of heavy lifting than anything else. "I'm more than willing to help in any way I can"
Kusar watches the exchange and raises an eyebrow then whispers to Aurorae, "Can you translate? I think I heard the word Raz, but it's hard to follow Elven."
Kusar agrees with a nod of his head. He stuffs his face full of salad. "I agree. We need to find work.". Then a thought came to him. "We should talk to this Raz person."
Kusar's ears perk up when he hears about the missing druids. "We need to go find them. This sounds perfect for us". He forgets about his food and the farms. But Swerlo suggests they don't even have leads and Kusar frowns. He mutters to himself, "well... if professionals can't find them, how can we expect to do it..." Kusar listens in to Laire ask about Azmur and nods - agreeing to the questions.
"Hmm." Kusar thinks while eagerly awaiting his food. His stomach has been complaining. "Work is the last thing on my mind right now," he thinks. Then Kusar turns to the barkeep. "Is there a market nearby, where farmers sell their produce? I may wander that way..." he trails off thinking of lunch.
"I don't particularly want to go back to being a farmer right now. I enjoyed it and all but..." Kusar trails off. "I could always join one of you.". An imagine pops up in his mind - chaos in a forge as Kusar knocks over big buckets of molten lava. He cringes at the thought. "Maybe not. I guess I'll see if any of the farms around here need some muscle."
Kusar nods at the waitress. "One salad please. And some water. Yes. Yes of course" He patiently waits for his food. He turns to Rune who is sitting on his right. "What sort of jobs do you think we'll find? Hopefully we'll get paid this time..."
"Let's just enjoy ourselves Laire. We can worry about a job after we eat."
"That's not us. We're an honest lot.". Kusar responds to Swerlo. But he thinks, 'I hope so at least. I don't know these others all that well.'. Kusar sits down on the bench. "Is it possible to have another glass of water?".
Kusar stands in the back and watches the exchange. "I am indeed starving. We wont cause any trouble. We're just here looking for food and drink. We'll pay good coin."
"Thank you. I hope to see you around," Kusar says absent-mindedly. "Let's go, guys." He'll look to the group then start walking in the direction of the tavern.
"Sounds like a plan then. I hope they have some tasty salad. The last place I went to... let's not talk about that." Kusar stands up tall. "Does anyone know the way? I get lost going from my bedroom to the kitchen," the half-minotaur jokes.
"I am parched.". His stomach grumbles as well. He lets out a low laugh. "I guess I'm hungry too." Kusar stands on his toes to survey the town, hoping to see over the heads of the guards.
Kusar stands aside. His floppy hat makes him appear a bit more stately. Though the half-minotaur is usually found shirtless, Kusar decided earlier that wearing clothing might make his appearance look more official. With his hat, he also appears shorter than normal - only about 6 feet tall.
"We didn't know for sure." Kusar echoes the others. "We're new. Had no idea what he was up to.". Kusar shrugs.
I agree with Rune. I don't think newborn, they probably had a few years of study under their belts at the Wizard Lab. I'd imagine Kusar was maybe 3 or 4 when he was rescued. I really like the backstory that's developing. Kusar would gladly lead the group through the cave. He's probably timid/awkward around the group at first. Once we start moving through the cave, he feels like he's in his element and he really starts to shine.
Shoot, somehow missed this! I'm Kusar, the half-minotaur farm boy. He's fairly tall - maybe 7'5" or so (not sure exactly how big he should be).
Imagine a tall, lanky man. But with years of work on the farm, he's toned. He has a bull head with short, curved horns. Something maybe like this. He eschews shirts - finds them to be hot and bothersome. He has a handy dagger that he mainly uses to cut rope or slice bread. Kusar's parents are Dalton and Leah Saba, both retired human adventurers. He knows the tanner and general store keeper as well as any of the other famers around town. Would Gallus and Kusar know each other being both come from farms?
Kusar is close to done. May play around with spells and such. Have to get back to work, but should finish by tonight.
Here is Kusar, the half-minotaur sorcerer. Haven't had time to stat him out yet (working on it today). Doesn't look like too many spellcasters so was thinking of going the Arcane bloodline and taking a greensting scorpion familiar. Focus on crowd controlling. |