returning home for the moment (open)

Dartalion · September 2, 2008, 01:39 PM

timestamp early spring curent pattern era I

Dartalion walked back into the city he was heading back to base to take care of one little piece of business namely to let the comander know his entions he would find those who would help protect Archadoon should war truly come there. now that spring was upon them if they were to start someting it would be now. so many things to do so little time.

Feniox Ghost · September 9, 2008, 07:48 PM

The last time that Feniox was here he was in training and didnt get out much so much of the city was new to him. He followed his brother around just slightly to his left seeing as he knew his way around Archadoon. still something was uneasy with him, though he had learned not to show his unease long ago, he wondered if it showed any.

Dartalion · September 11, 2008, 08:53 PM

Dartalion clapped his brother on the back "It is good to be back home but there is somewhere else we need to travel to. Though there are a few things that need to be taken care of here before we go.” Dartalion said looking thoughtful “First things first I need to find one of the Fianna to see if I can get one of their cleric's to heal my leg and rid me of this limp.” He said taping his leg gently for emphasis. “For if war is truly coming here then it would be best if all those fighting were at there best in this state I would be a hindrance to that effort.” He said with more than a little shame. “Second I need to find either Commander Stefan or Commander Migeria and let them know of my intentions. Then see if we could secure a couple of horses capable of carrying us, and some supplies.” He stated to Feniox “We have a lot to do brother, and soon things will change,” This statement had more than one meaning though Feniox only knew one of those meanings at the moment.

Feniox Ghost · September 13, 2008, 05:21 PM

"yeah, horses and a healer will make the trip some what faster," he said absent mindedly, but something shifted in his brothers voice, something that caught him off guard. but he didnt sound like he was too takken away, "I'm sure they will, brother."

Amalthea · November 15, 2008, 11:59 PM

In route to the base, the two Dracons happened upon a young man--more a boy than anything else. His clothes were dirty and worn and his left arm appeared to be very freshly bandaged. He walked a bit without direction on bare feet before he took notice of the winged beings that came upon him. With dusky hair and an unclean face, he saw that one of the Dracons walked with a limp. "You en't hurt are you?" He asked with a squint to his eyes. "If you are then you best he'd over that way," the boy said pointing. "The Fianna are taking up space over yonder in that there pub. There en't very many; three that I'd seen, it was one there that bandaged me arm as a matter'a fact." Moving away from the pair, the child continued on to a destination unknown. The pub he had been referring to was the Dirty Prince.

Dartalion · November 17, 2008, 10:16 PM

Dartalion nodded his thanks to the boy "You have been a big help lad," He motioned for his brother to follow him as he hobbled toward the bar, to see if he could get them to fix his leg.

Amalthea · November 17, 2008, 10:34 PM

Inside the tavern, the place was very nearly empty, save for the barkeep and a few scattered patrons. The ones Dartalion sought though were not hard to find. There were three of them just as the boy had said, huddled up together over spirits of some sort chatting loudly about nothing in particular. A joke was told umong them and all three exploided into laughter, slapping knees and tables in an effort to recover themselves. So engrossed in their own activites, the did not notice the entreance of the two Dracons. It seemed if Dartalion wanted the Vagarans' attention, he'd have to apporach them.

Feniox Ghost · November 18, 2008, 07:42 PM

Feniox was glad of the boy's help, but he was use to not having a warm welcome, but honestly, he has wondered if this was the right move. but something have to be tolerated. though they must have been noticed because of the way the group acted.

Dartalion · November 19, 2008, 08:28 PM

Dartalion limped over to the group of Fianna and cleared his throat for to be recognized "excuse me I am Dartalion Blackwing a member of the raven's wing and I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time and perhaps a small favor or two." Once he was recognized by the group he would continue "First and most importantly I was hoping you could rid me of this limp. The person who took care of the initial wound said it would take at least an era to heal it's self I was hoping you could speed the process along." Dartalion stated politely "After all right now we need all the warriors we can get to keep the peace am I right, and lets face it I would be more helpful if I was with out this limp." He patted the injured leg lightly for emphasis. "Second I was wondering if you might know were one of my commanders might be hiding out. And third if you knew were me and my brother might borrow a couple of horses from and get a few supplies for the road. We’re taking a short trip to maybe find some volunteers to bolster the ranks and take care of a few personal things as well..." Dartalion left the last statement hanging for a bit of dramatic effect.

Amalthea · Today, 01:29 PM

The Fianna's laughter was suspended when they heard someone regarding them. After Dartalion had finished speaking, the largest of the three barbarians replied. "That's a mouthful for someone who’s never seen us before." The man looked to the Dracon's leg as he patted it, and when he made mention of keeping the peace, his commanders and getting supplies, all three Fianna arched their brows. "Look, look, look," the large one said holding up his grossly caloused hands. "One thing at a time. I don't know nothin' about what you’re talkin' about, and neither do the rest of us," the others nodded in agreement. "But Kou'lak is here--he's in the back," he turned to one of his buddies. "I guess go and get him." The other Fianna nodded and proceeded to the tavern's back room. A few moment's later, the Fianna returned with a truly towering Dracon. Tall among his own kind, the eight foot dark blue scaled budding hedgemage looked upon Dartalion and his brother.
"I hear that you need assistance, among other things." The wings on his back readjusted with a soft rustle of skin. "Come with me," Kou'lak said shortly. Moving back to the door he came from, he stooped considerably to clear its frame.