Late last evening a usual portal emerged at the entrance of the town hall. Two Hins and a couple of tallers came out of it. One of the Hins was a lifeless Rosary, carried by one of the tallers. She was lucky to be raised and healed by those around her including Jayek, although almost speechless in shock of previous events. Rosary exchanged very few murmurings with her husband as they both wept. Even more so, to learn about a tragedy only made it harder for the exhausted Hin to suppress her tears. Holding a familiar pendant that some residents may have recognised was Kehurin's, she slipped away alongside Sullivan to the inn, completely drowned in sorrow.
_________________ Rosary Doodlekins - Hin Candy Witch
The Tymoran Priest known as Chance pays a visit to his former home of just a few days ago. He gets off the cart, and makes his way to the Hin Inn. His clothing looks different, no long sleeved shirt today, just a simple vest, leaving little to the imagination of his physique. His long hair still held back from his smiling face. He would greet all he passed cordially. Once inside the Inn, he would seek out Fendel, purchase an ale, and offer to pay for the room on the left at the top of the stairs, to keep the room for the current occupant.
*It would have been a rare sight of Rosary up and about early in the morning. Many would have noticed her making tracks around the Dale and placing posters up. She appeared energetic as usual.*
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Vote for Rosary as Mayor! Find out more about my proposition during the campaigns and speeches!
*To any resident that was surprised about this (Surely many of the residents were!) and had talked to her, she would have told them to vote on the candidate whose mayoral proposition they would favor. To any who asked what her motives and ideas were for the Dale, Rosary would respond very vaguely, giving nothing more than "You'll see" as an answer*
_________________ Rosary Doodlekins - Hin Candy Witch
A nasty arrogant, foul mouthed Sun Elf meandered into Bendir's outskirts today spouting obscenities to all and sundry about their supposed lower race blah blah blah, eventually forcing Rosary to order him to leave the area, Azorgl (the Ogre Mercenary) did his duty and politely and calmly escorted the offending Elf away from the settlement but as soon as Azorgl had returned to Rosary's side the Elf starting to ward himself with vast amounts of magical spells and without warning or cause launched a barrage of spells at the innocent folks gathered outside Bendir's walls.
Stepping in front of Rosary, Azorgl took the full brunt of the attack and was stunned insensate to the point of near death saving his "kustoma" giving those assembled a moment to launch a counter attack and eventually they were able to bring down the Elf.
Azorgl was later heard to ask if his actions would further his case for being granted rights to trade in Bendir and Rosary was heard to suggest is should be.
When asked later why he did what he did his answer was as usual honest and to the point "It's kustoma service ain't it, I get paid an I do da job an dats dat.
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A friendly hin has taken to caring for the crops in and around the Dale, quite litterally talking to them and praying for their well being. He would most often be found behind the inn, pestering Rinzi with questions about her techniques and suggestions about what she might grow back there.
One common topic, even when he is talking to himself, would be the need for hops for some trade agreement he hopes to set up.
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Having introduced herself as a "Arlequin" as the cheeky female hin put it, there have been been many tallers bombarded literally with a few giggle in the past.
She is often seen disappearing into the hin Inn and spending hours within, if anybody went in they can hear feint noises of tiny explosions and almost maniacal giggling.
Following a large gathering yesterday at the town hall she strolls out from the building yawning as if she took a kip, Taking this great opportunity to cause some small amounts of mayhem by placing down tanglefoot all inside the dale!
Grinning as always mischievously after she places them down and before fading away into the shadows out of sight, she proclaims:
"Tallers.... It's time 'ta play!!"
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Yes I played other characters but this forum name is dedicated to the character!
*Some night notice a certain dark-clad, vest-wearing, spikey-haired hin would have let the rent expire on his place and would not be seen around the Dale as usual*
The energetic and cheerful Pebbles Oldfur is seen out and about the Dale again after spending several months recovering from an injury and helping her uncle Fendel in the Hinn Inn. She seems to have missed the brief hubbub surrounding the Mayoral Election and if asked why she didn't ever lend her opinion (as she was wont to do before), she just shrugs and says that she wasn't really in any shape to follow the politics, what with a broken tailbone.
She doesn't let the negativity she's encountered regarding the silence of some citizens during the process bother her, and spends a significant amount of time working to cheer others in the community - as well as visitors.
She may also be seen spending time with Militia hin, watching with interest any sparring or drilling that may take place.
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Some patrons of the Hinn Inn might have heard the voices of two women, and a man, in the upstairs hallway. There is no argument, but discussion, and then... a quite loud crash could be heard. To the trained ear, it sounds remarkably like a door was kicked in forcibly, and further inspection would reveal that to be exactly the case. It seems as though someone has vandalized an innocent door, as the frame and jamb are shattered, from the forceful kick. Very soon after, amidst the voices of the three, a portal wand is activated, and the hallway goes silent.
Some hours later, Crow enters the Inn, and speaks to Fendel, describing what happened, and where one of his missing patrons is at. Crow offers Fendel more than ample compensation, for the damage he caused, and offers also, to help with any materials and repair.
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Dru, in his usual not very quiet fashion - heavy armor and war boots - came rattling and clomping down the stairs of the Hin Inn. He pauses to give Fendel something or another along with a message for another patron who'd left earlier.
He only lingered in the little town long enough to leave a note for Rosary. Apparently he wasn't worried about secrecy since he simply left it on the notice board.
Miss Rosary,
I find myself in need of high quality whiskey or other well liked drinking alcohol. I was hoping you might know where I might procure a case?
I'll check back here for your advice or I can be reached at the Salandran Temple grounds.
Great Guides blessings, ~ Dru
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The pale bard Caron, a frequent visitor of the Dale, seems to have settled up in a room off and on these days... And sounds of music may reverberate from it at all sorts of random hours. It was almost always the strumming or plucking of a guitar, so not too disruptive or ridiculous, but... Occasionally it was other things. Whenever Caron came out, it was mostly for food and drink and he seemed intensely focused on what remained inside.
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After a fairly long absence from public, it seemed like the alcoholic hin-sailor Jack Lightfellow had re-emerged from whatever gutter he'd been sleeping in. As always he smelt strongly of old booze and sweet herbs, but surprisingly enough he seemed to be both less drunk and in better mood than usual. He was constantly smiling, at times even philosophical in his rambling monologues and generally in a very good mood during his visits. He never stayed a night, though, but rather took a cart to Cordor at every evening, even surprisingly early for his daily rhythm.
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Killer of threads! Bane of continuity. Herald of hiatus. All those things and sometimes even paladins.
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Odd were the days events outside the walls of the happy town of Bendir. The wooden sign thrust into the ground outside the walls was no play on words or jovial jest. Rather it declared a bounty on one male drow named Rith'tar. No name was given as the author of such a bounty only that the deed be done and only the drows death would suffice.
Not long after none other than Rith'tar came from the direction of the forest to have a conversation with Mayor Rosary. The afternoon was quiet and it was just they two and a winged humanoid conversing. Yet Bendir was a favorite stop and it wasn't long before a small crowd gathered.
The crowd grew larger with the sudden appearance of a succubus! Rith'tar was into action immediately, blade out and attacking the creature before many had realized the creature was even there. Soon joined by others, the succubus was outnumbered, she howled in rage and pain and... vanished.
Only a small rift was left to mark her passage. "Quickly we must kill her! Into the portal or she will return." Above the din of the battle rose the drow accented baritone of Rith'tar. The group ran, jumped and dove into the rift. There was no telling what lay beyond or what happened for the rift closed. And only shocked silence remained.
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2015 Mr. AMIA with the Fabulous Estara ~ 2015 Best Developed SOB Character: Rith'tar
At around the crack of noon, a handsome human man, new to the area stumbles down the stairs of the Hin Inn, bleary eyed and yawning. He lightly taps on the bar to get the keep's attention and orders two eggs, runny, and coffee, lots of coffee. He places a few coins on the bar and takes a seat to eat his breakfast, unaware of any stares or odd looks he might be receiving.
The hin village bustles about as usual, its denizens moving to and fro within the gates. Every so often, a beloved citizen makes their way out of the gates for some fresh air and a nice laugh with the Mayor and her various friends.
Life is seemingly well for the village and seems to be showing signs of continuing in this trend.
A certain bard couple can be seen talking with Fendel in the Hin Inn. After some discussion about paintings, money and room inspections, one of them hands over a bag of coins to Fendel. After the transaction they can be seen walking up to their room with their new painting.
_________________ Lord Hector Sylgerand Glendil Fettian, the black bard
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Just outside the main gates of the Dale, a fight ensues between several parties following a heated discussion. Two chromatic-winged figures and and a Palemaster engaged in battle against a two fully armoured opponents, Elwyn and Khayri and the ranger, Sali.
Following the battle, the palemaster and two winged figures took the unconscious body of Elwyn away, leaving both Khayri and Sali in the Dale. The scorched grass being the only indication of battle having occurred.
_________________ Elwyn Sabel - Laura Jarshall - Mordoc Ebonhand
In the quiet little village of Bendir Dale, the morning was drawing nigh as hin denizens slowly made their way from their houses to catch the early sunrise. One young hin in particular, sporting choppy fuchsia tresses in spirit of her idolized empress role model, sneaks through a small entrance in her home and follows the trail to Rosary's house.
At the steps to her front door, she leaves Rose and Sully a small encrusted box with a tag reading "Open me!" Upon abiding by the intrusction, the victim is assaulted with a surprise explosion of confetti and countless plastic toy spiders. It seems that Rosary had not so soon claimed the crown as Prank Queen.
*Rosary picks up the box, only to be surprised by confetti and plastic toy spiders bursting into her face!* AAH! *A scream heard miles away. She stood at her front door in shock. Her hair was covered in confetti mess, and she had to spit out anything that went into her mouth!* W..what... the.. hm!
*An amused look can be seen across her face before closing her front door*
_________________ Rosary Doodlekins - Hin Candy Witch
The culprit of said pranks is soon revealed to be one young hin named "Tiger" Lilly. She spends countless hours running around outside the gates and pranking her fellow citizens, books and boxes alike enchanted with impressive spells -especially for a lass of her age- rigged to go off on unlikey victims.
As the days progress, she becomes more and more of a presence around the town. She is almost never seen without an exuberant smile plastered to her freckled face, more often than not in the company of some of the more well known citizens of the Dale.
Joined: 17 Dec 2008 Location: Somewhere between where i was and where im going.
Another new face around the Dale is a young hin with vibrant violet eyes and long snow white/silver hair that covers her face most of the time. She smiles happily to those around her, and offers friendly nods to those that greet her.
It would be noted that she does remain quiet almost all the time until a certain pink hin started her pranking spree. Now, Kai Thistelborn, seems to smile even more and returns friendly greetings with a "Hello!" of her own, though she can still be found to be quiet most of the time when she's alone. Some habits are harder to break then others one might guess.
_________________ So long and thanks for all the fish.
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At the start of a new day, the silver hair'd hin makes her way about the Dale, grabbing some food for the morning. Kai seems very refreshed for this new day and happily greets those around her. She doesn't stay out too long though as she makes sure to head home and make sure another one of the Dale's residence is up and ready for a good day as well!
_________________ So long and thanks for all the fish.
A familiar brown haired hin walked into the Dale today wearing merely a wooden shield, some long taupe shorts and a wooden kukri, he carried a pair of combat dummies in each hand and walked straight for the back of the Dale, a few fot west of the four religious idols, he planted his dummies and began a barrage of blows between them. His speed, precision and movement all showed that of a well practiced warrior, one that clearly shows much talent in his art. The dummies didn't even hit him once! After a long sweaty work out he heads to the back of the Town Hall and over sees the militia drills with a curious smile, occasionally offering breif advice to the soldiers.
A forlorn morning begins in the quiet settlement of Bendir Dale as word of death quickly seeds its devestation throughout the community. The lifeless body of an elderly him woman, who oddly remains unbeknownst to the the people of the Dale, was found hunched over the idol of Yondalla in the late hours of night. Her dark robes concealed her from a treading eye until a passing militiaman found her during a nightly patrol, clutching the base of the idol with cold and stiff hands.
The cause of death was later ruled as natural, perhaps due to old age or even a broken heart. No one knew for certain. As the woman appeared to bear no familial ties in or outside of Bendir Dale, a funeral service is set to be held in memory of the fallen hin.
Once the news of the death got out to Rosary, the early morning wasn't as bright to her anymore. "Lilly..." *A weak mumble* She'd sit in her office, tapping a quill against a book but hasn't managed to write or complete any paper work. After a few huffs and sighs, she left to go on a walk. It was clear that Rosary held some vicarious attachment towards something.
_________________ Rosary Doodlekins - Hin Candy Witch
Without much of a reaction, Rico hears of the news and remains silent. He moves inside the gates and soon becomes a bit of a nuisance in the town hall. He sits at a desk surrounded in books, mainly census records and dates, trying to find something. Much to the disgruntlement of the regular visitors, most books are left due and open, Rico using them as a mass source of information.
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"Operating in the border between light and darkness, shadowdancers are nimble artists of deception. They are mysterious and unknown, never completely trusted but always inducing wonder when met"
Rania, upon hearing of the death, would bow her head briefly in respect, though she knew not the person. After a few quiet words of prayer for the departed, she would be seen making her way through the forest. Soon she would be found kneeling in front of the idol of Eldath, head bowed and her lips moving rapidly as she begins to pray as she does almost daily about things troubling her. She would remain there for the better part of two hours before slowing rising and heading back off to parts unknown, the tear tracks down both cheeks drying as she walks.
An incredibly early rise for the familiar brown curly haired hin, appearing in the same spot, this time having dragged three combat dummies with him, he planted two them before him, with in a matter of minutes of him attacking them with his wooden kukri, they were all in peices. Having dismantled them with his 'blade', shredding them completely of padding. The last he plants in the floor, drops his kukri and takes to punching at the padding, releasing grunts with each blow. Shaking the dummy in its hole in the ground. As he finally breaks a sweat from his training, he draws his real blade, delivers one precise blow and sends the dummy crippled to the floor, cracking it through the middle, and watching it slowly lean down with the sounds of splintering wood.
Once the mess was made, he dragged the dummies ontop of the hill a few paces east of him, above the house by the river, he places the dummies in a pile, gets dressed into his usual gear and sits atop the pile with his blade on his lap, he stares out at the bridge to the inn, occasionally looking back to check on the door. For what ever reason, the hin seemed to guard that spot for the whole morning. Going through his many packed lunches through out the day. He fixes the dummies through and through, through out the day to keep himself occupied.
Any that stopped to speak to him would be greeted politely, granted a friendly conversation before he'd drift into his own world, staring at the bridge below like a hawk, waiting. A spark had struck in this hin once again, purpose, once more.
In the late hours of the last eve', Rico unlocked the door in to Kai and Lilly's house, and walked quietly in to the room Lilly was sleeping in. There, he knelt on the floor and held her hand, falling asleep himself until morning broke, where he knelt no more.
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"Operating in the border between light and darkness, shadowdancers are nimble artists of deception. They are mysterious and unknown, never completely trusted but always inducing wonder when met"
Joined: 12 Apr 2010 Location: Rio de Janeiro - Brazil
Wilfire keeps leaving on a daily basis early and coming back late with scratches. His work attire full of dirt, clay, sand... but seems he don't bother about it all and always have a smile on his face.
A new face appears to have taken residence in the Dale, and a reserved, serious looking one at that. A young paladin by the name of Rominey, servant of Urogalan, spends much of his time in the graveyards tending to the dead as needed or in meditation. He seems to make it known that he is looking for Mayor Rosary to offer his help in whatever way is needed.
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Kai continues to work hard with her new lifestyle. A lot of the time she finds herself outside of the dale, working hard to bring back enough gold to make sure food and comfort is found in her new home for herself and her charge. She never complains though, always a warm smile on her face as she greets those around her. Even after hearing of the hin's passing she smiles, though its one of comfort and control, always ready to be the shoulder to cry on, especially when its needed. With warm words of comfort and the patients learned from many years of her own monk training, she is there for her Lilly anytime she calls.
When things get a little brighter again, Kai is right back at it, working hard to bring home food and rent, making sure all of her spare time is spent working with Lilly, giving her all the books on magic she can find, and lots more that are given to those by others. Though only a learner in the arts of hand to hand, she's still able to at least teach Lilly some basics on meditative katas and lots of breathing control practice. Lots of book learning too, though all of the books of magic make Kai feel dizzy with information, still she smiles and laughs with Lilly as she works hard to make sure she's educated (at least in basics), and well read.
_________________ So long and thanks for all the fish.
Despite the recently solemn mood of the Dale, swaths of citizens from the gnome and dwarven tribes disperese from their usual activities to assist in new building projects around the Dale. Whether they were asthetic or tactical, no one really knew. But life went on...and a new day rose once more upon the happy village.
The funeral for the previously fallen hin is still set to be held sometime in the near future.
A handsome young male human walked into the Hin Inn, waved to the barkeep, and headed to a room upstairs. He emerged perhaps an hour later, his hair cut short and his face clean shaven.
An influx of kittens arrives at the Dale, much to the merriment of the the community, and are coralled towards the pantheon idols deeper within the village. A group of Bendir's most beloved citizens gather around to take their pick of the bunch, which are taken home and given a life proper.
One familar pink-haired hin trots around jovially with her new kitten, Lil' Lord Boo, and is never more than a few steps ahead or behind of her beloved father Rico. She spends most of her days showing off her magic tricks and skills to visitors via harmless pranks; after a hard day's work of fun and play, the young hin bids farewell to the town and makes her way to the turf houses.
Today Theadric stands in the same spot, this time, before way many more dummies. Again, he makes short work of them all. He heads up the hill and sits beside the bench, sit ups, push ups, pull ups on the tree beside, he pushes himself harder in his excersize and training recently. Ending his training in hot sweats, he takes out his water bottle and empties it out over his head, eyeing out at the morning sunrise with a content smile.
The day began with growth and hope, an amass of citizens from all over the village coming together to aid in the newest building projects around the edges of town. The sun bore its mark high above the horizons of Amia, smiling down upon Yondalla's children with her greatest of blessings.
The peaceful dawn did not last for long.
Lilly played along the edges of the lake outside of Bendir's gate, giggling and splashing around in the water with Lil' Lord Boo. While most of the town was busy with their duties, digging trenches and foundations for the new wall, two silent offenders made their way into the entrance of town via the Amia Forest. As Lilly was fiddling with a small dancer's insignia, a large creature clonked her over the head with a blunt weapon and rendered her unconscious, continuing through the quiet side of the village until he had captured a handful of Hin. The offenders fled into a portal, stepping into the unknown beneath a veil of magic.
Once Mayor Rosary had caught wind of the assault, she lead a group of friends on an expedition to find the little girl and her brutalized kin. Several hours later, the group of heroes had finally returned within the confines of the gates, an unconscious Lilly in their arms. The young girl awoke in a fright, screaming and whaling for her father. Blood caked her pink tresses, and her eyes were rimmed with terror. The forlorn sight was wrenching as she crawled her way to the outer wall of the Town Hall, rocking herself back and forth against it as she begged for Rico. She remained this way, refusing the company or comfort of anyone beside her father, until the shadows had surrounded her and lulled her to sleep at last. By the end of the night, she had been carried home and laid to rest.
After dropping Lilly off at home, Theadric moves around to sit on top of the door way, his kukri in one hand, his shield in the other hooded and wrapped up in a blanket to keep warm. He watches over the door way for hours, refusing to move...
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Frór was seen pushing a handcart into the village, laden with masons tools and blocks of stone. Large woven sacks of mortar and sand hung from the sides as he wheeled it into the square. Here it was unloaded into the storehouse, and the dwarf filed the delivery with the mayors office.
"Probably more on the morrow, time allowing." He commented, with a grunt. Offering the clerk a deep dwarven nod, before leaving abruptly.
Theadric stayed in that spot through the night, as he sits there early hours of sunrise still, his eyes are clearly growing heavy. Sitting above the house, keeping to himself, armed up, mumbling to himself, almost sounding depressed.
After a few murmured words to the injured hin, Rico tucks her up in his cloak, departing for the town meeting, vowing to begin her training the next day.
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"Operating in the border between light and darkness, shadowdancers are nimble artists of deception. They are mysterious and unknown, never completely trusted but always inducing wonder when met"
Another night, another night he sat, another night he waited. Theadric was there yet again as the sun surfaces the horizon. Sat above the same house, looking far less tired now, however. Mostly due to him passing out in the spot the previous night.
Come morning, one of the rooms of the Hinn Inn would be found in disarray. The bed sheets are sprawled across the floor and the canopy for some reason. The chair and table has a broken leg and the armoir was certainly on the other side of the room the night prior. No one was seen exiting the room although it was paid for by a chain-smoking half-elf.
Once a complaint had made it's way to Rosary again from a member of the inn staff, she'd head to the Hin inn to check out the room.
"Oh for the fifth time in my mayoral period- it's only been two months! There should be a no coitus rule for tallers here."
A light sigh could be heard from her after that. She'd compensate Fendel for the mess done with gold and asks him to pay the room service staff well with it.
_________________ Rosary Doodlekins - Hin Candy Witch
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