Dragon Age

[serpington]

"well I'll just be going...." durako started to walk off knowing he had done nothing against the laws other than existing in the humans eyes.

[Self-sain]

"I think not, I may not know any of you, but I know how to have all of you put in jail, or sentenced to death, you may leave, after your trial of course, and please note, it will be a human jury, so the choice is your."

[serpington]

he threw a blank stare at the man. "i hate you......." he walked back over and sat down next to the cart. "so what do we have to do?"

[Self-sain]

Sam laughed, "I been told much worse," he said as he patted him on the shoulder. Sam leaned again the cart, as a short old man walked up, he was an elf, but only a little taller then a dwarf, probably because of his hump in his back. "Samlinstie, are these the new comers, there are quite a few, please tell me about your self, Oh wait where are my manners. My name is Daunak, I came from my tribe in the wilds, I was under apprentice ship, until something happened.. Now I'm am one of the mightiest gray wardens in the land." "Always one to be little your self" Sam said with a chuckle, "So he is just nothing special.." Dusin said with a sour tone, "Hold your tongue!" Sam hissed at him, Daunak raised his hand and smiled. Sam just grunted, "He is the strongest man in all of Feraldon, you best show your respect". The man just laughed a little, "umm... sorry I guess... I am Dusin, a mage from the circle"

[Grace.E]

Stella stood with her new friends, the horse and the war dog at her feet. she kept her tongue and said nothing. the black horse, in which she named 'Dancer' was constantly wanting her attention. ((dancer will be important to Stella's character later... though she wont appear much)) she quietly listened, hiding behind the group.

[Self-sain]

"Child don't be scared, please, no one will hurt you here" the old man said with his beaty little eyes pearing at here, "Child I was once like you, the only way to solve this, is to just face it, so won't you tell me, what your name is?"

[Grace.E]

Stella gulped as she stepped forward, her new friend Dancer followed "Stella, sir..." trying her best to hide her beautiful voice. she looked at Dusin, nervous. 

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Yevin was now riding a row-boat to the lake-port since the Templars forbade him from leaving across the bridge in fear of his new 'condition' endangering traders and incoming students.

Three hours earlier, Yevin had gone up to Irving's office flanked by three Templars and two mind-specialized mages. Irving sat at his desk, his sagging eyes reading over the report of his recent actions. "Young one, it seems that something went wrong during your leave of the Fade when you completed your Harrowing. Would you care to elaborate?" "No sir, I would rather leave the tower than explain myself while the supersticious Templars stand with their swords at hand." The First Enchanter seemed further depressed at Yevin's refusal, but solemnly nodded and waved him away. "You are still one of the Circle, but your situation is too serious to simply let be. Farewell Yevin, and may your travels give you peace of mind..."

[serpington]

"durako atcher, last of my line." he said not looking up from the dirt. he watched the horses feet contemplating stealing it and riding away, he then looked up and saw Stella standing with the horse by her side and decided against his plan. "anything else old timer?

[Halfeb]

Horse barked happily to the old elf. He walked over and sniffed him a little before walked back to stella side. He could see that the old man was no threat. Just by smelling him, Horse could tell he was a mage, and a powerful one at that. Horse never really understod how magic worked. It was like elves and men could just go poof and things would appear. If he could make things appear, he'd get the largest pile of bones ever. especially lamb bones, mmmm, lamb bones. He let out a little whimper remembering how hungery he was. Last thing he had to ate was a snake that slithered into his cage two days ago.

[serpington]

"so are we going to do anything or are we just going to sit/stand here and shrivel out under the sun?" durako said getting impatient.

[Rygore Anikeria]

Ukko cast a sharp glance at Durako. "Be patient." Ukko looked up at the old elf, he felt the power seep off him and was contented to wait until he was ready to reply. "My name is Ukko sir, forgive me for forgetting to introduce myself properly to you.

[Self-sain]

Daunak laughed, "It is fine child, I remember when I first came here, I wasn't the most cooperated. Well to become a gray warden, there are some requirements, you must all attain a bottle of dark spawn blood, well other then the marbial of course," the old man laughed as he called in another person, "This is well she has no name, she is form the barbarian tribe off the Korcari wilds, she will upcoming you along your journey, you will need five bottles in total to do the induction, you will also need to check the smoke off to the west, we belie there may be a mage there, we just want you to talk to her. Only after you get the blood." The old man and sam started to walk away, the name less women glared at her companions and only grunted. "..shall we move then" the women said, not looking at any of them.

[Grace.E]

Stella blinked at the nameless woman, Dancer waited patiently, she led the horse to the stream for a quick drink before finding Dusin, talking low enough for only Dusin to hear "do we need suppiles? new clothes" she looked own at herself "I am not exactly in travel material" the  out of the blue, her stomach growled. blushing madly she looked away. she forgot that she hasn't eaten in a while...due to the quite amount of excitement...

[serpington]

"this just gets better and better." durako sighed getting up and walking over to the barbarian woman. "is there any way i could just walk away and not get thrown in a cell?"