Welcome to Avaleur, a medieval fantasy roleplay site where anything is a possibility. Face bandits, or knights. Work your way up to become part of Avaleur's castle, or try your luck at being a thief. Own a shop, be a guild master, start a family. The possibilities are endless.
"I'm in school to learn more about healing magic. It seems like it would be very useful with upcoming events and all." Scooter explained. "His name is Kyle."
Roland was impressed, magic always impressed him. "I wish I could use healing magic, but I will just settle with having friends that can. Kyle?" Roland nodded his head in approval, "I fought him in the tournament. He is quick, would've had him if a brought my spear, but no sense saying should've would've could ofs. I haven't seen him in quite awhile. How is he?"
Scooter smiled. "He's good!" he said, happily. " He seems a lot happier now that from the first few times I met him. I've never actually seen him fight before though. You met in a tournament?"
Roland laughed, "Ya, it was pretty interesting I suppose. And Phillis won by default, but a win is a win." he smiled, "I support him as if he won with his own might. He may not have the military aspect and some others that most kings have. But I think his heart and mind are in the right place. Haven't seen him in awhile, I should try again maybe today. I still have a gift from Tetra I was suppose to give him."
Scooter noticed the man taping his foot and realized he may be wanting to leave. " I don't mind if you leave, I should probably be leaving too anyways! I need to go home and do some stuff."
