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[DancingWithDragons]

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Cʟᴀss: Rᴏɢᴜᴇ
Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟɪsᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Aʀᴄʜᴇʀ
Tᴀɢs: Kᴀʟʟɪ

Tauriel had continued to sit, head in her hands with her hood up, for a few more minutes as she heard the door swing open once again, signifying that another customer had entered the tavern. She let out a quiet sigh, looking up to notice that a short woman had entered, one who looked suspiciously Dwarvish to her. Not that Tauriel cared...even though she had fallen in love with one before. It really didn't matter who came in as long as they didn't talk to her, the elf decided. She was tempted to buy a drink, but knew they'd probably be low-quality and bad-tasting, judging from the quality - or lack thereof - of the tavern. Tauriel had been to quite a few taverns in her time, both high- and low-quality, and knew the best ones. This was certainly not one of them.

As Tauriel looked down and back up, she noticed that the Dwarvish woman had come closer, choosing to sit at her table. She didn't want to talk, of course, but naturally someone would choose to talk to her. This was always what happened when she went to bars... she really shouldn't have come. The elf found herself worrying about her son again, even though her friend had assured her that he would be fine. But as the woman spoke, Tauriel found her attention drawn away from her worries.

"Pardon me, but you wouldn't happen to be going on the quest for the Chalice of Alduin, would you?" The Dwarvish lady asked, and Tauriel nodded before speaking. "Yes, I am here for the quest, though I do not know who to speak with to sign up. I have not yet volunteered to go. I assume you are here for the same reason?" She asked, though she really hadn't assumed anything except that the woman would bother her by talking, which she had done. But Tauriel had learned through her struggles that it was better to speak and pretend to be alright, and people would ask fewer questions, so she did speak again. "My name is Tauriel Elleth. What is yours?"

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race: dwarf
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location: the filthy unicorn
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The elvish woman seemed almost to sag when Kalli sat down, making her realize she had probably sat alone for that very reason - to be alone. Briefly, she asserted what was troubling the elf. She had seemed withdrawn and dejected, even before she had approached. Kalli had seen the type before, among her dwarven kin; the loss of someone close to her. Either a child, partner, or maybe even a close friend. And yet here she was all the same, volunteering to help save her race and the humans, the second of which tortured her own for decades. It took a special kind of bravery to to that, and Kalli found herself admiring the elf.

"Yes, I am here for the quest, though I do not known who to speak with to sign up. I have not yet volunteered to go. I assume you are here for the same reason?" Kalli nodded in conformation. "Yes, though I'm afraid I don't really have a saintly reason for doing so. I'm merely in it for the adventure." Dwarves were immune after all, and some of those in her family thought her an idiot for going on the quest. "Leave the affairs of the humans and elves to themselves," they had urged her. "You are of a respectable dwarven clan, don't sully your reputation on a failed quest." Kalli had ignored them, as true as their words were. Her family name would be dirtied if she didn't come back with the Chalice, and her family might even disown her to save face. Such was the way of the dwarves; she knew the consequences and accepted them.

Pausing then, Kalli caught the attention of the bartender, who looked tired of arguing with the guard. "Two tankards of ale, please," she called pulling out a coin purse. He nodded, holding up a hand to the guard in a request for him to wait, and then turned away to get them ready. Focusing again on the elf, she realized she had asked her a question. "Oh, sorry about that. I'm Kalli. Kalli Zuldagdon. It's a pleasure to meet you, Tuariel." Waving her hand, she added, "If you don't want your drink I'll take it. Even poor quality ale such as this helps quench one's thirst."

[DancingWithDragons]

Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ
Cʟᴀss: Rᴏɢᴜᴇ
Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟɪsᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Aʀᴄʜᴇʀ
Tᴀɢs: Kᴀʟʟɪ

Tauriel only half-listened as the woman gave her response to the first statement the elf had posed. Only in it for the adventure... that was really, in the end, why Tauriel was there. She didn't care about the humans, she hardly even cared about the other elves who had gotten sick. It was only because her friends had said the adventure would be good for her that she was even here. So they sort of had the same motives for being in this dirty pub. It was an interesting thought, really, that two people with totally different backgrounds and stories were meeting here for such a similar reason - the thrill of an adventure. Tauriel found herself a little more motivated thinking about it... the possibility that maybe this adventure would give her a reason to take up fighting and living properly once more.

But she was still in her funk, and a thought like that was in no way enough to break her out of it. Even knowing there were others who had the same motives as her was not enough. Tauriel sighed before hearing the woman order two tankards of ale. Of course, Tauriel wouldn't usually have accepted any liquor, she never liked it, but lately she had had a bit of a problem with drinking, and it couldn't hurt to have something to take her mind off her problems. Oh well.

When the woman answered Tauriel's question - giving her name - Tauriel started, not noticing she had spoken again. But she waved half-heartedly in response, nodding to acknowledge Kalli. "It's alright, I could use a drink. And I'm sure it's good to meet you too, Kalli."

[Wolvine]

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Alyce laughed at the images of Fabian prancing around the Keep with his comrades that her mind summoned. It certainly sounded like a dream come true for him. She'd be lying if she said that she was surprised he'd returned to his old ways. The richer citizens of Aelhaven would no doubt need someone to do their dirty work for them, and she doubted very much they'd be willing to recruit the thugs of the cartel. She was surprised that there was no Assassin Guild or whatever in Aelhaven. Though there where organizations and large groups of mercenaries, there was no one place to get a good killer from. They had something like that in Gavalos, in the north, she'd heard, but it had been a disaster; the assassins had ended up as good as ruling the country. Gavalos was a swamp anyway. No huge loss.

"Let him live, Fabian! He's a simple city guard living a simple city life. I mean, he's been assigned to follow me all day. He can't be that high up the pecking order." He had a point though. The Unicorn was taking of the advantage of being the only tavern in lower Aelhaven. There was nowhere else for the slum-dwellers to go to get their fill of alcohol.

It was probably for the best that Dain was still alive actually. Lady Beatrix was growing bolder by the day, which was making the nobles uneasy. Unhappy nobles almost always resulted in the blood of the innocent spilling. There was enough death in Aelhaven as it was. There was no need to throw a small scale civil war into the mix.

"I am deeply hurt and offended by your insinuation. I will not stand for such slander. I am a caring and giving member of our community. I can think of no better thing than to go risking my life and sanity to find a glorified ornament that probably doesn't even exist." Alyce gave a sigh, slumping back against her chair. This quest was the worst thing to have happened.

She looked up as she felt a figure approach, and was horrified to see it was yet another knight. "Maker save me, they're multiplying," she whispered to herself, shaking her head lightly. "If by recruitment you mean 'getting outrageously drunk in order to compensate being stuck with a city guard with all the personality of decaying fish' then yes, this is some sort recruitment." She examined him more thoroughly, making to attempt to hide what she was doing. He seemed fairly strong, with the look of a man determined to run to his death. Great. "Technically I'm the only person currently going, so I guess you'll have to talk to me about it." They'd given her some sort of speech or something that she was supposed to recite, apparently not even considering the possibility that she was illiterate. She'd lost it anyway, so she'd have to play it by ear.

She looked up to check and see if the guard had admitted defeat yet (he hadn't) only to be distracted by something entirely different. She stood up abruptly, peering over at the two figures seated at another table, making to attempt to be subtle. "Hey, look. Is that a dwarf?" She'd seen a few dwarves before of course, but they'd been traders, merchants who rarely stayed in town long, and they'd all been male. This was entirely different. She moved the way a warrior did, clearly confident in her abilities despite being, well, dwarfed, by everything around her. The person she was sitting with was hooded, but the slightly elongated profile betrayed them for an elf. They were an unusual set of patrons to say the least.

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"I'm not going to kill the fool," Fabian drawled, "he's hardly worth the effort." That was true, at least. Even if it did get the bloke off of Alyce's back, there would soon be another guard to follow her around like a loyal dog and make sure she didn't get into trouble. How she'd ended up in this position anyway was beyond him, and he really wasn't bothered. She was stuck in it now, and had no other choice but to go along with this stupid quest and find a Chalice that probably wouldn't help, because Dain thought it would.

Unfortunately, before Fabian could utter any more words, they were joined by yet another knight. He did not know his name, but he knew that they worked near each other, though in different squads. He let Alyce do the talking - he hadn't agreed to anything yet, though getting away from the stink of the city was a chance he could not resist taking - and shook his head at the made up speech. "Really? I thought you could do better than that." When she wanted, Alyce had quite the fruitful vocabulary. She needed people to go with her, not try and get as far away as possible from her. "Though I agree with the sentiment of the guard." He was still bargaining for another drink of ale, and soon the price would breech past copper and onto silver. Before long he'd probably be paying in gold.

When he turned back, the woman had been distracted by something else. Fabian closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb and sighed, heavily. She'd always been easily distracted, but she didn't need to gawk at the poor dwarrowdam like she was some sort of exotic beast in the king's menagerie. "Do close your mouth before flies inhabit it." The man said, watching as she stood. God, she was going to create a scene. Leaning over, Fabian fastened his hand around her wrist and yanked downwards. "Sit down, you fool," he ordered as he did so, "well done, you've spotted a dwarf. Sit down and drink your pig swill."

[Jade Harley.]

leanne kios
• nineteen • human • spirit healer • tagged: the door?? • the filthy unicorn •

Leanne burst through the door laughing, her hands tied in front of her and her staff held by a Templar. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking but she knew her behaviour was making him uncomfortable. ”Come on! It’s not such a big deal! Right?” She whined, looking at one of three Templars as she stood in front of the entrance. They grunted and gave her a not so subtle push so she started walking again. “You do it all the time! I mean I get we can be possessed but it’s not like what you’re doing is any less evil right? Riiiiight?” She asked as they lead her towards a suspiciously overcrowded table. The young mage pouted when she realized the Templars wouldn’t answer her questions, to be fair she didn’t even have any right to get answers from them, after all she was supposed to be dead.

This was supposed to be a, “mercy.” She rolled her eyes at the thought. “Who even cares about this stupid quest?” She spoke again, this time a bit louder, “Everyone’s just going-“ One of the Templars cut her off with a glare, and the one behind her gave her shoulder a tight squeeze, trying to get her to shut up. Leanne wasn’t particularly scared of them, not anymore at least, but they had those, things at their sides. Those stupid pointy oversized knives. She groaned looking down at her tied hands. Her eyes wandered around the bar, stopping when she spotted someone was, well very short. ’A dwarf??’ Leanne excitedly thought, her eyes widening. She had never seen a dwarf before, apart from those who brought the mana crystals to the circle. And even then, they were nothing like her, she didn’t look tired and didn’t have her shoulders slumped as if the best life gave them was living in a dark damp hole.

Her eyes then drifted to the table she was being lead to and her curious expression quickly turned sour. Those things. Did anyone even realize how painful it was to be stabbed by one of those? They hurt like hell, not taking into account the fact that she could heal and numb her own wounds, they still really hurt. Leanne hated knives and daggers and needles. Unless she was the one to wield them, even though they were slightly useless when she held them, at least they weren’t aimed at her. “This ragtag group of adventurers are supposed to have me at their side? Do you honestly thin-AH!” The templar gave her shoulder another tight squeeze and she immediately shut up. “Alyce Vaux?” Another templar asked, “Another recruit for the Chalice.”

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known as: kalli
race: dwarf
class: warrior-knight

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mood: irritated
location: the filthy unicorn
tagged: tauriel, everyone
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Kalli nodded, deciding it would be impolite to ask Tauriel what was troubling her, as they had only just met. Impoliteness was highly frowned upon by dwarvish kind; she was already flying in the faces of a good portion of her family by going this quest at all. Instead, she offered a smile in response to the elf's words. "Maybe if we're lucky the ale won't be too terrible." As if on cue, the bartender signaled that their drinks were ready. Kalli got up to go fetch them, tossing him too silvers. It was a generous tip, but she couldn't imagine working in a pig still like this payed very well. He gave her a nod of thanks, turning once more to resume haggling with the guard.

She returned to the table, passing Tauriel one of the tankards. Taking a gulp of her own, Kalli grimaced slightly, setting it down again. "Perhaps I was being optimistic." She suddenly felt the sensation of being watched, and half turned in time to see a woman at another table stand up suddenly, gawping at her. "Hey, look. Is that a dwarf?" Kalli's grimace deepened into a frown, and she turned back to Tauriel with a sigh. "It seems humans don't value politeness as much as dwarves do. I realize dwarves aren't exactly a common sight, but I'm not some kind of mystical creature." One of the men sitting with her seemed to have some sense of decency, as she heard him speaking sharply, followed by the sound of a thump; he must have pulled her back down.

It wasn't really fair for her to be upset with the human, she certainly had been stared at enough on her way to the tavern. The stares and half-whispers weren't anything new. Kalli swished the ale around in her cup, staring in to its murky depths. "You know, I almost wish dwarves were as common as elves. Then this wouldn't happen." A short silence passed before Kalli realized what she had said. "Oh - forgive me. That was terribly insensitive, wasn't it?" She was saved from having to say more by the sound of the door.

The newcomer was bound, a staff held by a man behind her. Two more followed them in, looking around with an air of authority. Templars, by the look of it, meaning the girl was a mage. She sat up, interested, as they approached the table with the woman who had stared at her. The girl's gaze shifted around the tavern, pausing on her for an instant. Her eyes widened slightly, but she said nothing, the gods be thanked. "Alyce Vuax?" One of the templars addressed the woman. "Another recruit for the Chalice." Kalli looked over to see to whom it was they spoke to, identifying the same woman from before. She suppressed a sigh, deciding to make the best of it. It seems this Alyce was the one she needed to talk to about the quest.

She turned to look at Tauriel, who had been largely silent. "It seems like we've found who we need to speak with regarding the quest. Are you coming?" Kalli stood, leaving her ale on the table, and waited for the elf's reply.

[DancingWithDragons]

Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Mᴀʟᴇ
Cʟᴀss: Wᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ
Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟɪsᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Kɴɪɢʜᴛ
Tᴀɢs: Fᴀʙɪᴀɴ, Aʟʏᴄᴇ

Estel looked at the girl when she spoke. She was acting fairly rude, but the man paid it no mind, he imagined she probably did it for the attention and to amuse herself more than anything. But he nodded when she said she was the person to talk to, looking at her at the same time that she was examining him, evaluating her and what her strengths might be on the quest.

"Okay, so can I talk to you about it?" He asked semi-politely, not seeing a need to have the same uncaring attitude she did. This quest was important to him, even if it clearly wasn't that way to her. "I want to sign up for the quest. I suppose if you're the only person going, you still have space for me, right?" He smiled slightly before dropping the expression - there was really no need for niceties. At that moment, though, the girl was distracted by something - a dwarf, apparently, and from her looks, a female, or dwarrowdam. There was someone hooded sitting with the dwarf woman, who appeared to be Elvish from what he could see of her hunched figure. He was tempted to go and speak to the pair of patrons, but decided against it, instead staying with the two he had met already, waiting for an answer.

Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ
Cʟᴀss: Rᴏɢᴜᴇ
Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟɪsᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Aʀᴄʜᴇʀ
Tᴀɢs: Fᴀʙɪᴀɴ, Aʟʏᴄᴇ, Kᴀʟʟɪ, Esᴛᴇʟ

Tauriel took a swallow of the ale Kalli passed to her, grimacing a little at the taste. Well, it wasn't quite the worst she had ever tasted, but it was definitely among the worst - and she'd had a lot of ale in her days. When she heard someone mention a dwarf, she realized they were talking about Kalli, and therefore had probably noticed her as well. She sighed, realizing that there would now possibly be even more attention drawn to her. Tauriel definitely did not want the attention at the moment. Nevertheless, she responded to Kalli's statement. "Yes, humans have not tended to see politeness as a necessary quality, I have learned from my time with them. It is something they seem to deem unnecessary, in fact, and they rude to most around them more often than not. I don't know many dwarves, but the few I've met have been good people."

She swallowed some more of the ale, not grimacing at the watery, not-very-good taste this time at least, and listened for a moment as Kalli spoke again. She was surprised when Kalli apologized, to be honest, she really hadn't seen anything offensive about the statement, and spoke again to say so. "No, it really wasn't that insensitive. I am not offended, I know our race is more common, at least here, than the race of Dwarves. You have not been insensitive, do not worry." She reassured the dwarrowdam, mustering a smile in her direction.

As the door swung open, Tauriel glanced over to see a girl with three men around her, templars if she knew who she was looking at, and she usually did. The girl had to be a mage then. That was unexpected. It was rare enough to see a dwarf in these parts, even elves came out less these days, but a mage? This really was an odd crowd of people. She wondered if they were all here for the quest... then she heard one of the templars speak, something about the Chalice. Wait, wasn't that what they were going on the quest for? It was, Tauriel recalled, the elf sighing as she realised that the woman they were speaking to was the one she needed to talk to as well. As Kalli stood up, Tauriel stood with her, setting her tankard down on the table. "Yes, I am coming."

(OOC: Ugh, sorry Estel's post is so short, even Tauriel's isn't that great. I was so excited about this RP yesterday, and now it seems I was just in a burst of motivation. I've got a bit less muse now, I hope what I've written is enough for you all to reply to. Sorry again!)

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Alyce, still distracted by trying to remember any stories she'd heard about dwarves and their warrior system and trying to match them to the woman in front of her, hardly noticed Fabian's annoyance until she was being pulled back into her seat. She let out an indignant unf as her rear hit the seat, and immediately looked up to glare at the knight.

"You really are no fun at all, you know that?" she whined, almost pouting. The petulant child routine worked with some people, but Fabian was sadly not one of them. Probably because he didn't like children. And he was heartless. And he was boring. The fact that he knew just how little innocence she had most likely didn't help her case.

She looked back over to the other knight, shrugging in response to his question, which she had ignored for the far more interesting dwarf. "If you're willing to throw your life away, sure, I won't stop you. It'll be a laugh." This man seemed to be fairly similar to her beloved guardsman. It'd be delightful to have him along. There really wasn't enough alcohol in the ale to cope with this.

Her good humour evaporated the moment she turned to see who had slammed the door. A chill ran down her spine the moment she spotted the crest engraved on the armour, and for once, she fell silent. Templars. She had no love for the order, but even less for the people they escorted. She'd only ever had one encounter with a mage before, a renegade who had been to counteract a carter attack. It had been messy, and hadn't ended terribly well for her, to put it lightly. It had been all the evidence she needed to confirm that mages were terrifyingly dangerous. There could be only one reason for one to be here, and sadly, that was her. She really, really wasn't drunk enough for this.

She watched the group approach, uncharacteristically quiet. She was watching the mage-girl carefully, but not with the same nonchalant scrutiny she'd paid to the knight nor the admiring curiosity she'd directed towards the dwarf. No, she was more alert, watching for signs of aggression. Her gaze was guarded, and her posture stiff, giving away her wariness, and she grew only tenser the closer the templars came.

"That'd be me." There was no attempt at a joke or even a mocking tone, further betraying her nervousness. Alyce frowned a little to herself as the mage's expression changed. Something was troubling her. Just so long as the templars kept her staff well away. "I wasn't informed that a mage would be accompanying us." She wouldn't have been surprised if the arrangement had been made beforehand, and she simply hadn't been told. She was, after all, technically a prisoner, and had no choice in the matter. She hadn't even been given the small funding set aside for preparations, which was, to be fair, probably wise, since she'd have spent it all on less than saintly matters rather than thinking ahead.


ooc; no problem, all your posts have all been great so far. i must admit, ive lost a little bit of my enthusiasm as well. hopefully we'll pick up steam once the crew leaves aelhaven

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known as: kalli
race: dwarf
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mood: resigned
location: the filthy unicorn
tagged: everyone
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Kalli took one more gulp of the ale as Tauriel stood, and then set the tankard back down. It really hadn't been worth the two silvers she had given the bartender, even with the elf's drink combined with hers. It was a shame this Alyce couldn't afford to recruit at a better tavern. Then again, if the presence of the city guard was anything to go by, she wasn't exactly here under her own will. If her family knew the kind of folk she would be traveling with! Prisoners and mages! Still, Kalli meant to see it through to the end, even if she had to do it by herself. Or, with Tauriel by her side. She wouldn't mind if it was just her and the elf.

A glance in the direction of the table showed that Alyce's attention was now focused on the three templars and the mage. She looked less than pleased about the girl's presence on the quest. Kalli wasn't exactly worried either way; dwarves were resistant to any type of magic mages could conjure up, and they died just like any other with a well placed sword thrust. If the mage became a liability to their 'team', team in the loosest way possible, she would have no qualms about running her through. Even as young as she appeared, only eighteen or nineteen. Kalli had long ago hardened her heart in the way of a warrior.

Tauriel had confirmed that she was coming, so Kalli led the way over to where the other questers sat, looking at best uncomfortable around eachother. This would be an interesting journey, to say the least. The templars were slow in their response, and seemed to be mostly preoccupied with the mage, so Kalli spoke, addressing the woman. "You are Alyce, I presume. The one recruiting for the quest?" Tauriel had stopped beside her, and was silent, so she went on. "If is not already obvious by the fact I asked you, my friend and I would like to join you. My name is Kalli, and this is Tauriel." She had gone out on a limb and assumed the elf would rather be introduced than introduce herself, and hoped she hadnt' gotten it wrong and caused offence. Kalli paused then, waiting patiently for Alyce's response.