Ruairi~23 years~DC

The tall grass brushed against him as he walked through it, just like it had every time he took a walk about the homeland. Sheep happily munched on the shorter of the grass uninterested in the man that stepped between them. It was home. The smell of rain blew in with the cool breeze that blew to the north giving the scene an almost atmospheric appeal. But something wasn't right.... Maybe it was the fact that he was covered in the cuts again, or that he was staggering towards the boat that would take him away from the pain. Smoke filled the air about him yet gave off no scent as it covered the land. The sheep that had just been with him now lay dead about the ground as crows and other vermin ate away at they wool covered flesh. With each step the boat seemed to only get farther away, like he was walking away from it instead of towards it saving beacon. He had been here before, many years ago. His brother and his family had been there though, now they were nowhere to be seen. Despite his state of dizziness and confusion he continued forward, stumbling every other step. That boat was life. If he could only reach it...the pain would go away. Now the grass was gone, burned by the fires to keep it from sheltering the bugs that sent the sickness. Ash bellowed up with each of his weak steps now, covering him in its whitish grey color. More than ever now he looked like a ghost, thin and pale like those unable to move on from this world. Voice came down from the coast now carried by the wind. The anchor was being pulled, and the ship was setting sail again. If he could only move faster! His legs refused though, they would go no faster to get him to the boat called life. This was it...the end. As the waves sent the boat father and father into the distance he attempted to follow them into the ocean. Suddenly his feet felt like led and he was unable to swim. Broken light drifted down through the black water as he slowly sank to the bottom. No he didn't want to go! He didn't want to die like this! He had left everyone! He had seen the death he had brought them! If he had just left the animal there to die no one would have gotten sick! Their faces were there now, all about him in the water. Mother. Father. Sean, Mary, and little Kayla. He had killed them all. He wanted to scream though as he opened his mouth water rushed in. He was chocking, drowning in the sarrow of those he had left to rot. The bard shot up from the dream coughing and sputtering as he did. It was a nightmare, the same one he had what seemed like every night now. It always ended the same, with him being left behind like his family. Ruairi gasped for breath as he moved the fire like hair from his face. It was only a dream...only a dream.

Agrona ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC

A movement in the courner of her eyes caught her attention. "oh, you are awake?" she asked with a tired smile to the man. With a stiff movement she removed a few strands of hair from her face. "You seem to be a bit tense, would you like to talk about it?" she asked politely while putting a candel on fire. As the candelwick caught fire a faint, gentle light spread in the open house, shadows dancing against the walls and spreading a warm gentle calm as it reached out.



NPC for Sapphire

"Im glad you are okej my lord. The supper will be ready in an houer or so, if I may be so bold Id sugest that you try to get to know the kids around your age. You might find a friend you can spend some time with." he smiled at the young lord before bowing and walking away with his daughter that had now fallen asleep in his arms. Once in the tent belonging to him he smiled at his wife that took their dauhter, putting her to sleep on a few furs before cleaning up his face from blood. "I really dont like seeing you like this Alexander ..." she whisperd. With a smile he kissed her carefully. "Il do my best to not get injured agan." he assured her.

Ruairi~23 years~DC

The sound of her voice made him jump slightly before he regained his composure. "Tense? A little yes, but it's nothing to worry over. It was only a dream." With that he yawned a bit and stretched. It was nothing she needed to worry about, it was all for him to ponder over. "I assume that our little friend is still sleeping? Poor child must have been living on the streets for a while now." His gaze was clouded a bit as the pain returned to his arm, it was dull though still it was there. It was the cuts again. How long had it been since the knife had cut him? Since the blood was allowed to leave his body? Maybe that was the only reason he lived, though for some reason he doubted it. The bard shook his head some before smiling slightly. "I do hope you will join us, we would love your company." He said offering her a spot in the group he had been making.

Agrona ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC

She looked at him a moment before smiling. "if you dont mind me following, then Id love to. Now, show me whatever wound that is harming you. Im sertain that the herbalist that is housing us dont mind parting from some of his goods." she said in a calm manner. With that said she raised her healthy arm, gently grabbing a flower. After looking at it for a while she rolled her eyes. This herbalist is sloppy. REALLY sloppy. Or maby old and losing his sight? With a relaxed, almost disapointed movement she simply lit the herb on fire with the candle. As the fire got a grip of the herb, a sweet, gentle sent spread in the house. Its a calming sent that naturally makes people relax. With a smile she put the burning herb on a metall plate and "And yes, the girl is sleeping." she said after a moment of silence. With that said she pulled down a second herb, nodding in aproval as she put it down on the rough table infront of her. Atleast this herb was a good one, maby the person beeing in charge of this towns health wasnt to bad after all? Or maby she had just found a good one in a sea of horrid ones?


(Okej, thanks for telling darling)

Ruairi~23 years~DC

"Wound? I assure you there is nothing of the sort. I'm just a bit restless is all at the moment." With that he starting cleaning what they had messed up in the home. "And where is Sasha? She better not be tormenting the poor village chickens!" The man said with a wide smile. It was as if nothing had happened, just like always. He would wake up and push it from his mind like it never happened. Why let a wound fester like that? Live in the moment! It may just prove to be your last. Just then though the door to the bedroom opened and the fox exited the room with the girl.
"I'm going with you!" She said suddenly. "I won't cause trouble, I promise. Please. I just want to learn is all and you seem to be the only ones willing to teach me." The man looked at her for a moment before looking at Agrona.
"Is that alright with you?"

Agrona ~~ Poisonmaker master ~~ 22 ~~ currently in: DC

As he denied having wounds or injuries she just looked at him, saying nothing but rather just looking at him. As he mentioned the chikens she couldnt really help but smirk a bit. In all hoensty it was a lovely picture in her mind. As she heard the girl proclaiming that she would be following them she couldnt help but smile a bit. Well she is straight to the point. "I have nothing against her joining us. If she so wishes and you have nothing against it then I see no harm in it." she answered calmly.Well this isnt precisly what she imagined the girl would say, or even demand ... but its a intresting development to say the least. "im allways willing to teach, but the question is if I will be a good teacher or not." she noted. She have never really trained someone before so she wasnt sure as to how good she would be. She probably wont be a AWFULL teacher but a good one? She honestly doubts that, quiet a lot.




NPC for Nafariaandulin

His two toung, naked feet took him forwards in the dense forest. In his hands was a lantern that spread a warm, soft and comforting sound. The young boy jumped over a rock, his mudcoloured hair looking as if someone was pulling it upwards. As he landed on the groundhis brown eyes widend. What the ... Is he sane or is Bel making him see things? "Eum ... " the young boy said a bit confused. Anxiously and worried it might be a trick of the gods, or maby a highway robber he backed up so he felt the rock against his back. Well his clothes doesnt look like a highway robbers. They look great! The detailing is great to say the least and the clothes seems to be of the best quality he have ever seen. "Hello sire, I hope Bel is kind to you" he said in a nervous tone. Is the man going to slay him? Kidnapp him? Oh dear if he lost the lantern father would beat him untill he couldnt breath anymore. All he wants, all he hopes to, is to get back home and crawl into his bed. He is tired having been up almost 24houers in row now and really needs to get to bed. But in all honesty its scary in the forest and the wild animals all around dont help either. It just fuels the horror that he feels.