Theuse followed Lo'en, quietly loosening his sword in its sheath. He watched as the elf readied her own weapon with surprising speed; he could only guess at what kind of damage that weapon could do to even an armored soldier. He did not see Gia draw any weapon, then again she might not have need for ...

Theuse enjoyed being on the move again, the cool wind through the trees, and the way the ground felt more natural when the cobblestones faded away. He barely listened to Gia's remarks, instead choosing to get lost in his thoughts without worrying about rubbing shoulders with some stranger. No ...

Theuse stared at the purse of Bishani that had just been shoved into his hand, dumbfounded and not sure what to do about it. When his senses returned, and a protest rose to his lips, Theuse realized that Lo'en had already hurried after Gia. With an exasperated sigh, and a small smile, he started to ...

Theuse rearranged his traveling pack, making it more comfortable across his shoulders now that it was the only one that he would be carrying. The lighter load was more than welcomed by his shoulders and there was a comfort to it. It meant that it was time to be moving again, through hill and dale ...

Theuse pondered on Lo'en's question for a moment, considering their options. They had only been thrown out maybe a half hour ago and that meant that there had not been much time for the owner of the Rook to speak with his friends, assuming he had any. He also had to attend to the boy and get a local ...

All righty, I will try and get something up by tomorrow!

So has anybody heard for Tauremi recently? Should we continue on without her?

“Lead the way.” Theuse smiled, following Gia into the streets and making sure that Nym stayed close once they moved into the crowd. The twists and turns of the streets were a bit confusing, even for someone who had seen as many cities as he had, and that Gia could navigate so well made Theuse very ...

Guess that means it is up to our other two ladies to post; Tauremi, Gia, we await your posts.

Theuse growled to himself, angry at not showing the inn keeper some manners. The pompous fool could do to learn to control his temper and to treat his guests with some respect! Of course, that was a bit hypocritical considering the perpetual wanderer was having such a time controlling his own ...

Theuse felt his face contort, his anger becoming indignation at the owner of the tavern. “Pah, if you call that minor display 'crude and unruly' then you have no right to wear that apron. You act the housewife, when you should be the tavern master.” Theuse emphasized that last word, as he released ...

Bah, enjoy your holiday and the time with your husband! We can wait.

Theuse watched, stunned, as the inn keeper came roaring down the stairs, yelling about no dogs allowed in his establishment. The poor kid—Tobie?—was not looking well, Theuse felt for him, but he knew that it was none of his party that had brought a dog into the Rook. There would be no means of ...

Theuse grinned, pulling the bowl of porridge closer to him and taking another drink of the strong tea, he was already starting to feel better but he knew he would need to use one of the inns baths to wash the dust off of himself—had had been traveling for quite some time and, in the rush of ...

Pardon my tardiness, settling into a new job and juggling school and my tiny social life--though that is little more than an excuse, I know. I looked up and saw this on my quickbar and had a three second mind blank before a panic. Sorry for the hold up, once again.