by Firnthuleien » Tue Nov 25, 2003 12:46 am
As Angharad looked around the inn, she noted, though it was not extremely fancy, the wood trimmings and whitewashed walls that glowed in the candlelight gave it a warm and inviting feel. Said candles were in glass covers hanging from "fixtures" on the wall so as not to leave smoke or burn marks.
The woman smiled at Angharad and patted her on the head, then brushed a whisp of brown hair out of her face.
"Such a sweet child! I don't see how anyone in their right mind could leave you alone at this time of night!"
She sat down beside the child, handing her the glass of milk which she had also procured for her.
"My name is Meras. What's yours dear?" the woman said with a warm smile.
~~~~~
The brunette in the rider uniform sat up in her chair, resting her elbows on the desk. Looking around at the sparse businesslike interrior, Celical could assume that the room they were in was this Captain Maera's office.
"As captain of the Green Riders, you know, miss, that I cannot and will not dis-obey a direct order from his Highness. He has asked that two riders acompany you on your...."mission". Though...I do not think you understand the seriousness of this situation, miss Celical."
She gave a stern look to Celical, then continued.
"Fifteen of my riders are in the infirmary and no one knows what is wrong with them. Every one of their symptoms are different from each other. What do you think the public would do if they found out? There would be mass hysteria.
It's bad enough that it seems that it has somehow leaked out that the King's Weapons have begun to become incapacitated to those blasted anti-monarchy fools that are prancing about in front of the castle gates as if they think it will earn them credebility!"
Maera furrowed her brow angrily for a moment, then pointed at the silent figures standing near the door.
"That" she said, pointing at the black haired woman, "is Frian Cobblebay. And he" she moved her finger to the man, "is Belzgil D'Arcy. They will be the Riders acompanying you."
The woman named Frian nodded to Celical, pushing the falling yellow headband out from over her eyes and smiling slightly.
"Hello there." she said.
The man, Belzgil bowed slightly, and remained silent.
~~~~~
As Ju'lial walked down the streets of the town, the few who did see him at this late time of night, sober or not, looked awestruck, some of the more drunk ones shouting about things about "Eltians". Ju'lial shrugged this off as being a tradition of the local drunks and upon spotting an inn, he headed towards the door and inside.
The moment the door closed the entire inn fell eerily silent. One could hear a pin drop. As Ju'lial looked around, he would note that EVERYONE, is staring at him, and many with jaws dropped.
A gnarled old man at a nearby table finally breaks the silence.
"......It........It....It's.........An Eltian!" he stuttered in disbelief, and dropped to the floor unconcious. A nearby person knelt to check if the man was alright, but other than that, not a soul stirred.
And the akward staring and silence at Ju'lial resumed.
((OOC: Mueehee XD......Of course.........Kev's and Yaris characters won't really care much. They've probably seen so many elves it isn't funny.)