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.
Post by Danielle Otis on Sept 3, 2012 20:13:04 GMT -5
"I'm glad...did I mess up any?" she asked with a sheepish grin. "I made sure to say as little as possible. Well, till I said my story. My bad on that."
"It's fine, nothing went wrong at all, you have no names so the trail ends with you. You did very good! Especially with the story." Enoch explained to the girl.
"Oh it is not your fault at all Dani, please don't feel like it is." Enoch handed a bag over to Dani, "I'm not sure if any of your things are in it, it's the stuff they took off of us before we went in to meet Jerad." he figured she had forgotten.
Post by Danielle Otis on Sept 3, 2012 21:18:24 GMT -5
"I only had a little black book and a dagger, that's it," she smiled with a shrug. She found her cheaply made dagger and the book, shoving the dagger into her boot and the book in her back pocket. Dani did feel bad though. She hadn't thought that it might make him sad. Too late now.
Enoch shook his head, "No, no place specific. Just back into town, I will probably go to my home actually." he swung the bag over his shoulder "Of course you are welcome to join me."
Post by Danielle Otis on Sept 3, 2012 21:36:45 GMT -5
"Well, if you wouldn't mind I'd love to visit your home for a few moments," Dani grinned. She assumed Enoch lived at the guild. She would love to see where he actually lived.
Enoch chuckled, "Come along then," The two of them were soon out of the camp and in the wastelands. Once they were far enough away Enoch took off his mask and removed his hood from his head. He placed the mask in the bag and flipped his hair with his hand a few times to get rid of his hood hair.
Post by Danielle Otis on Sept 3, 2012 22:13:47 GMT -5
"You must've been pretty hot in there, hmm?" she laughed as they reached one of the forests. "You've got pretty bad hood hair, you know that?" the young woman teased.
"It is in the very outskirts of town, the outer ring that is mostly rubble. About ten minutes now that we are out of the wastelands." he explained. Of course he could have just used his portals to get them to his house in a matter of seconds, but those skills that he ha he would rather only let the few have knowledge of.
"I am a knight, but that doesn't exactly make money. It is however a job. I make a living doing the guild, and that is all," he shrugged, "I live a simple life, no luxious furniture or precious decorations. Everything from my house is salvaged from the ruined houses around the outskirts and some of the real nice things I moved from the old castle to my home." he chuckled remembering the numerous trips to the ruins to find just the right thing for his home. It had paid of though. It looked the part of a Lord, and since he gave himself that title he had to live up to it.
Xavier was sort of shocked by this question, he hadn't expected anything about the man to even be mentioned. "I-I do not suppose it would be odd for him to either reach out to you. You may run into him at the pub, it is not impossible but I don't think he will come into town for any casual reason."
The man was now deep in thought, why did she seem so interested in Jerad? He shook it off.
"Interesting?" Xavier raised an eyebrow and shook his head, "Although interesting he is as deadly of a criminal as they come. His intelligence matches his physical skills and his ability to lead with commanding authority is unsettling." Xavier chuckled, "But nonetheless I must also admit he is... Interesting."
