@Auraicide
The Lady would find that the temple under construction had much of the frame work done, but there was still a lot of work left to be done. Who knew how long it would take before it was actually completed. However there were some signs that led to be large tent. Outside it was an elderly looking woman.
Upon approach, the lady in the traditional verbs of the past cycle looked to her and said, “Yes, young child? How can this humble servant of the gods help you?”
She seems mostly unaware of The Lady’s true and identity.
@Daylan
Klein found a stall that was set up to show its produce as it was cooking. A large spit with metal bars laid over a fire as slabs of different meats sizzled on it, there was a rock that was within boiling water where already cooked meats were staying warm and fresh, a rack had strips of meat being dried and dehydrated, and there were meats being slowly turned on carving rods.
A rather chubby man in decently looking robes from an exotic land was talking with a man in armor. They seemed like retry into a heated discussion about pricing with some traveling rations. Though, despite the debate, Klein. Hold tell that both men were enjoying the moment. The man in armor trying to assert dominance in the discussion and the merchant just enthralled with business dealings. Some imaginative swears were even thrown into the mix.
It eventually, a deal was struck and the two men laughed as coin and meat were exchanged. A rather interesting interaction.
@Omega98 and @Tjf
The Dwarf blinked in surprise at the sudden grab for his beard and began smoothing it out. Normally that would be considered a grave insult, touching a Dwarf’s beard. But he wound up chuckling as he climbed back into his seat to wait.
“Ah knew tat was somethin’. Had fallen be more than ‘er tits tat were special. By the gods...”
Meanwhile the Daeva nodded and led them inside the manor. The foyer was rather grand with multiple doorways in almost every direction and the staircases leading upwards. There was many iconography typical of Theocratic nobility. Many portraits of the Lord’s family and of Griffinwald, as well as the many gods and their symbols and tales.
The Daeva turned to the and pointed to the door under the staircase, “The cues meeting room. I shall go fetch the Lord, meanwhile...make yourselves comfortable. The room was very comfortable. There was many lounge chairs and sofas in o sit in. There was also many creatures native to the steps that were stuffed or mounted to show off the Lord’s hunting prowess. There was also a large library filled with books on many subjects that had passed imperial censor.
@asddas193
Meanwhile, a new player has joined the game. And this is one that nobody would ever expect. An ancient being that was once held by the cosmic lottery and had narrowly dodged oblivion. But she didn’t do so unscathed, weakened and cursed as she is.
But that wouldn’t be for long. She needed to grow in strength and become feared once again. That is why she came here, to Golddew. In a land bathed in warfare and conflict, and a town that was so prosperous it was like the juiciest meal for starving warbands and bandits.
This would be the beginning step, to have world fear the name of Aryn once again.
The Lady would find that the temple under construction had much of the frame work done, but there was still a lot of work left to be done. Who knew how long it would take before it was actually completed. However there were some signs that led to be large tent. Outside it was an elderly looking woman.
Upon approach, the lady in the traditional verbs of the past cycle looked to her and said, “Yes, young child? How can this humble servant of the gods help you?”
She seems mostly unaware of The Lady’s true and identity.
@Daylan
Klein found a stall that was set up to show its produce as it was cooking. A large spit with metal bars laid over a fire as slabs of different meats sizzled on it, there was a rock that was within boiling water where already cooked meats were staying warm and fresh, a rack had strips of meat being dried and dehydrated, and there were meats being slowly turned on carving rods.
A rather chubby man in decently looking robes from an exotic land was talking with a man in armor. They seemed like retry into a heated discussion about pricing with some traveling rations. Though, despite the debate, Klein. Hold tell that both men were enjoying the moment. The man in armor trying to assert dominance in the discussion and the merchant just enthralled with business dealings. Some imaginative swears were even thrown into the mix.
It eventually, a deal was struck and the two men laughed as coin and meat were exchanged. A rather interesting interaction.
@Omega98 and @Tjf
The Dwarf blinked in surprise at the sudden grab for his beard and began smoothing it out. Normally that would be considered a grave insult, touching a Dwarf’s beard. But he wound up chuckling as he climbed back into his seat to wait.
“Ah knew tat was somethin’. Had fallen be more than ‘er tits tat were special. By the gods...”
Meanwhile the Daeva nodded and led them inside the manor. The foyer was rather grand with multiple doorways in almost every direction and the staircases leading upwards. There was many iconography typical of Theocratic nobility. Many portraits of the Lord’s family and of Griffinwald, as well as the many gods and their symbols and tales.
The Daeva turned to the and pointed to the door under the staircase, “The cues meeting room. I shall go fetch the Lord, meanwhile...make yourselves comfortable. The room was very comfortable. There was many lounge chairs and sofas in o sit in. There was also many creatures native to the steps that were stuffed or mounted to show off the Lord’s hunting prowess. There was also a large library filled with books on many subjects that had passed imperial censor.
@asddas193
Meanwhile, a new player has joined the game. And this is one that nobody would ever expect. An ancient being that was once held by the cosmic lottery and had narrowly dodged oblivion. But she didn’t do so unscathed, weakened and cursed as she is.
But that wouldn’t be for long. She needed to grow in strength and become feared once again. That is why she came here, to Golddew. In a land bathed in warfare and conflict, and a town that was so prosperous it was like the juiciest meal for starving warbands and bandits.
This would be the beginning step, to have world fear the name of Aryn once again.
