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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>An assuming female with a water clan seal has gathered quite a crowd. She wields a map and strong words, "Now is the time we can strike back! The shadows have played the offense for too long. We will knock them from their perch and show them the fear of losing their home!" She is fairly average in height, and appears to be a seal in lineage.<br> <br>Ellen moves up quietly in the crowd, her white fur and regal manner giving her some ability to move through the crowd. "How are we to know this isn't a trap, a lure to get a group of heroes into a dangerous place, to eliminate them?"<br> <br>Zevran approaches the back of the crowd, drawn by the voice of the seal and the mention of the shadows. He is wearing his spiked, black armor with his large sword in its usual place on his back. Oddly though, he also has a rather wicked looking one-handed sword hanging from the left side of his hip. He remains silent, hoping that the seal will elaborate.<br> <br>Ryusho Would make his way towards the crowd and around slightly, the large dragon-tegu shifting his position a bit, as he hums in thought, listening to the speech curriously, though not sure as he glances to zevran, and quirks his brow slightly that armor looks...kind of menacing for ocne for him, not what he is used to seeing for the rhino as he then looks forward again, the dragon himself in his scaled armor that he designed to allow mobility for himself, but protection as well, not to mention his weapons upon his form, though he is quite the imposing sight on his own from his massive size.<br> <br>Jera is watching the show from a distance, deciding to lay low and amplifying the voice just a little to a more comfortable level to listen with his wind magic. He's been developing habits from taking the back row so often, it seems, avoiding the crowd for now until his interest is piqued.<br> <br>Wulf stands net to Zevran, looking kind of aggravated at the moment. Using her shoulder she adjusts the Musket on her shoulder and looks at Ellen. "Oh great... another conspircy nut..."<br> <br>Ixitixl hangs near the back of the pack, keeping quiet and looking from person to person with an awkward, nervous expression. The iguana closes his eyes and draws a deep breath to steady himself, straightening his shoulders and rising to his full, if unimpressive, height, focusing on the Water Clanner that's assembled the pack.<br> <br>"If by trap you mean they will be there, they will be there, and they will be fighting. But we are stronger, and we will smash them and their home. Our king strode forth to battle another of their nests, injuring himself without reservation for us. How can we do any less for him in return?" she challenges, "Who will march with me, and reclaim Sweetwater, all of it, for our people?"<br> <br>Angus stands near Ixitixl,leaning on his musket with a bored look,as he adjust the hood of his cloak and gives the iguana a smile. "This should be intresting." He glance around at those assembled,giving a wave to Wulf and Zevran as he catches a glimpse of Zevrans armor,and trys to focus on the speaker up front.<br> <br>Zevran glances over to Wulf, noting she seems a bit angry. "Something wrong?" He asks her, waiting for her answer while glancing around the crowd. He spots a few folk he recognizes, giving a friendly wave to Ryusho and Angus before looking back to the seal. He waits to listen if Wulf answers, but then moves through the crowd, carefully making his way to the front. "I'll go." He volunteers as he reaches the front of the crowd.<br> <br>Ryusho shifts a bit, "If the Good King would want us to do it, I am in, Though I was there when he got injured, and I am more then willing to help for him, his name, and for the house of Ironsoul." He says after a few moments as he begins to step forward.<br> <br>"I will march with you." Ixitixl is atypically firm and confident in his answer to the Water Clanner's standing question, not even hesitating in providing it. Of course, as soon as he's said as much he's right back to usual meekness, lowering his head and offering Angus a sheepish smile.<br> <br>Jera was there on the fateful day when the king led the charge. Murmuring a silent prayer, he continues listening to the discussion, then slips around the crowd to offer his hand in volunteering, though staying silent for now.Bonus that his friends were going!<br> <br>Wulf points in the general area of where the inn is and saying nothing else before striding up to stand next to Zevran. "So will I."<br> <br>Angus shakes his head and sighs. "If the Iguana is going I might as well tag along to help him out." Hell he was ready to go as soon as Zevran volunteered but Ixitixl beat him to it.<br> <br>Ellen says, "I still worry about this duty, but as a Noble of the Realm, I am certainly going to aid in destroying a pocket of shadows."<br> <br>"It is settled. Take up arms, and meet me at the gate." speaks the Seal, "We march at once." She hops down from her box and is off through the crowd, marching with purpose.<br> <br>Ryusho hums softly, as he already had most of his stuff, as he would need to head to his shop just to pick up a few things, so he would be ready incase of needed field repairs and would be able to meet everyone at the gate because of that slight detour<br> <br>Zevran smiles as Wulf steps up next to him and volunteers as well. "There's nothing like beating up a couple of shadows to get the blood pumping, right?" He says to her as he watches the seal take off towards the gate. "You need to grab anything before we take off?" He asks the husky. He seems ready to go to the gate now.<br> <br>Ellen shoulders her axe, and settles armor onto her body, and sets her tools and medkit into place. She doesn't look confident, too inexperienced for that. "I guess I'm ready!"<br> <br>"Nobles." Jera mutters under his breath, shooting Ellen a glance before he slinks off, following behind the seal, bow already at the ready, though making sure not to beat the seal to the gate. That would be impolite, yes.<br> <br>Ixitixl bows slightly to Angus as the seal concludes her recruitment speech, smiling at the fox. "Um... thank you. It'll be good to have you at my side." he murmurs, and gestures after the Water folk and those already tagging along behind her. "Shall we go, then?"<br> <br>Wulf heads off towards the main gates, having already been equipped for such an undertaking.<br> <br>Angus shakes his head at Ixitixl and chuckles. "Are you kidding me. I'm glad to have you at my side considering the last time we traveled together your the one that saved me." He checks his weapons and makes sure his armor is set on right before walking towards the main gate as well.<br> <br>Kilsa enters with a smile and a bit of a blush at her tardiness. Her Noble studies keeping her busier than ever. "My apologies for my tardiness." She says with a simple bow.<br> <br>At the gate, with everyone gathered, the seal that had got them going is present, "We march for the silvervein pass, and beyond. The shadow have housed themselves in the mountains beyond. They think they are safe and secure."<br> <br>Ellen waits quietly in the crowd, her axe still readied over her shoulder. She doesn't know what might be the makup of the party, she is just going to focus on getting through and taking out the Shadows. Her suspicions that this might be a trap have not been alleviated at all. "Shall we depart?" she asks the leader of the expedition, the one with the map.<br> <br>Zevran listens silently to the seal before making his own comment. "Then let's go and prove them wrong." He says rather confidently.  He shifts a bit, readjusting the sword at his hip as he glances as the others gathered outside the gate.

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Revision as of 07:03, 27 November 2012

Participants

• Angus
• Ellen
• Ixitixl
• Jera
• Kilsa
• Ryusho
• Sally
• Wulf
• Zevran

Date

27/11/475

Log

An assuming female with a water clan seal has gathered quite a crowd. She wields a map and strong words, "Now is the time we can strike back! The shadows have played the offense for too long. We will knock them from their perch and show them the fear of losing their home!" She is fairly average in height, and appears to be a seal in lineage.

Ellen moves up quietly in the crowd, her white fur and regal manner giving her some ability to move through the crowd. "How are we to know this isn't a trap, a lure to get a group of heroes into a dangerous place, to eliminate them?"

Zevran approaches the back of the crowd, drawn by the voice of the seal and the mention of the shadows. He is wearing his spiked, black armor with his large sword in its usual place on his back. Oddly though, he also has a rather wicked looking one-handed sword hanging from the left side of his hip. He remains silent, hoping that the seal will elaborate.

Ryusho Would make his way towards the crowd and around slightly, the large dragon-tegu shifting his position a bit, as he hums in thought, listening to the speech curriously, though not sure as he glances to zevran, and quirks his brow slightly that armor looks...kind of menacing for ocne for him, not what he is used to seeing for the rhino as he then looks forward again, the dragon himself in his scaled armor that he designed to allow mobility for himself, but protection as well, not to mention his weapons upon his form, though he is quite the imposing sight on his own from his massive size.

Jera is watching the show from a distance, deciding to lay low and amplifying the voice just a little to a more comfortable level to listen with his wind magic. He's been developing habits from taking the back row so often, it seems, avoiding the crowd for now until his interest is piqued.

Wulf stands net to Zevran, looking kind of aggravated at the moment. Using her shoulder she adjusts the Musket on her shoulder and looks at Ellen. "Oh great... another conspircy nut..."

Ixitixl hangs near the back of the pack, keeping quiet and looking from person to person with an awkward, nervous expression. The iguana closes his eyes and draws a deep breath to steady himself, straightening his shoulders and rising to his full, if unimpressive, height, focusing on the Water Clanner that's assembled the pack.

"If by trap you mean they will be there, they will be there, and they will be fighting. But we are stronger, and we will smash them and their home. Our king strode forth to battle another of their nests, injuring himself without reservation for us. How can we do any less for him in return?" she challenges, "Who will march with me, and reclaim Sweetwater, all of it, for our people?"

Angus stands near Ixitixl,leaning on his musket with a bored look,as he adjust the hood of his cloak and gives the iguana a smile. "This should be intresting." He glance around at those assembled,giving a wave to Wulf and Zevran as he catches a glimpse of Zevrans armor,and trys to focus on the speaker up front.

Zevran glances over to Wulf, noting she seems a bit angry. "Something wrong?" He asks her, waiting for her answer while glancing around the crowd. He spots a few folk he recognizes, giving a friendly wave to Ryusho and Angus before looking back to the seal. He waits to listen if Wulf answers, but then moves through the crowd, carefully making his way to the front. "I'll go." He volunteers as he reaches the front of the crowd.

Ryusho shifts a bit, "If the Good King would want us to do it, I am in, Though I was there when he got injured, and I am more then willing to help for him, his name, and for the house of Ironsoul." He says after a few moments as he begins to step forward.

"I will march with you." Ixitixl is atypically firm and confident in his answer to the Water Clanner's standing question, not even hesitating in providing it. Of course, as soon as he's said as much he's right back to usual meekness, lowering his head and offering Angus a sheepish smile.

Jera was there on the fateful day when the king led the charge. Murmuring a silent prayer, he continues listening to the discussion, then slips around the crowd to offer his hand in volunteering, though staying silent for now.Bonus that his friends were going!

Wulf points in the general area of where the inn is and saying nothing else before striding up to stand next to Zevran. "So will I."

Angus shakes his head and sighs. "If the Iguana is going I might as well tag along to help him out." Hell he was ready to go as soon as Zevran volunteered but Ixitixl beat him to it.

Ellen says, "I still worry about this duty, but as a Noble of the Realm, I am certainly going to aid in destroying a pocket of shadows."

"It is settled. Take up arms, and meet me at the gate." speaks the Seal, "We march at once." She hops down from her box and is off through the crowd, marching with purpose.

Ryusho hums softly, as he already had most of his stuff, as he would need to head to his shop just to pick up a few things, so he would be ready incase of needed field repairs and would be able to meet everyone at the gate because of that slight detour

Zevran smiles as Wulf steps up next to him and volunteers as well. "There's nothing like beating up a couple of shadows to get the blood pumping, right?" He says to her as he watches the seal take off towards the gate. "You need to grab anything before we take off?" He asks the husky. He seems ready to go to the gate now.

Ellen shoulders her axe, and settles armor onto her body, and sets her tools and medkit into place. She doesn't look confident, too inexperienced for that. "I guess I'm ready!"

"Nobles." Jera mutters under his breath, shooting Ellen a glance before he slinks off, following behind the seal, bow already at the ready, though making sure not to beat the seal to the gate. That would be impolite, yes.

Ixitixl bows slightly to Angus as the seal concludes her recruitment speech, smiling at the fox. "Um... thank you. It'll be good to have you at my side." he murmurs, and gestures after the Water folk and those already tagging along behind her. "Shall we go, then?"

Wulf heads off towards the main gates, having already been equipped for such an undertaking.

Angus shakes his head at Ixitixl and chuckles. "Are you kidding me. I'm glad to have you at my side considering the last time we traveled together your the one that saved me." He checks his weapons and makes sure his armor is set on right before walking towards the main gate as well.

Kilsa enters with a smile and a bit of a blush at her tardiness. Her Noble studies keeping her busier than ever. "My apologies for my tardiness." She says with a simple bow.

At the gate, with everyone gathered, the seal that had got them going is present, "We march for the silvervein pass, and beyond. The shadow have housed themselves in the mountains beyond. They think they are safe and secure."

Ellen waits quietly in the crowd, her axe still readied over her shoulder. She doesn't know what might be the makup of the party, she is just going to focus on getting through and taking out the Shadows. Her suspicions that this might be a trap have not been alleviated at all. "Shall we depart?" she asks the leader of the expedition, the one with the map.

Zevran listens silently to the seal before making his own comment. "Then let's go and prove them wrong." He says rather confidently. He shifts a bit, readjusting the sword at his hip as he glances as the others gathered outside the gate.