RE: The Search for Santinal
07-06-2012, 05:46 AM
Shashara had just finished trekking though the various lands that separated her home from Khagash, and she was pretty tired. She also smelled a little, and had a bit of grime on her, but she didn't really mind either of those as much. The main contributions to these attributes was her desire to save up the supplies her mother had given her for later, leading to her trip so far mostly spent camping wherever and eating from whatever selection of wild animals and plants there were. The only time she stopped was to elicit directions to Khagash.
Shashara wasn't exactly sure of how much time had passed, but she hoped that it was "less than too late." As she started to walk further into the town, she recalled what prompted her to the town in the first place, however many days ago.
Her sick mother Robyn had an old friend over. Apparently, the pair had been in an adventuring group of some sort together, going through caverns or forests or whatever to do some sort of thing, brought together by a common goal. Shashara was listening attentively and serving them drinks and such, as she had been doing since her mother first got sick. Somewhere along the conversation, the guest began to talk about someone else that he had been on an adventure with, Quick Cloudmoon.
He was a Grey Elf Wizard who had got it in his mind to find a legendary lost city, known as Santinal, which was said to hold the greatest of secrets and the rarest of items, something like a vision to the past, kept intact even over the many years since it had last been seen. Robyn was interested, thinking about what sort of things she could see, but with her sickness, she knew that going would be impossible. When Shashara saw the look of wonder and longing in her mothers eyes, she knew that she had to do something.
The guest decided to humor her enthusiasm and tell them what he knew, which while wasn't much, did point them to Khagash, where Quickmoon was traveling to make a party, spreading the news by word of mouth, as apparently no one in their circles had taken up his offer. If they hurried, perhaps they could catch him.
The preparation was quick and Shashara gave her goodbye and began to run, not wanting to miss this opportunity to impress her mother and make her proud, along with maybe finding some of the rare and powerful objects that Santinal was said to hold.
And now she was here! And she smelled bad. Shashara gave herself a quick sniff and realized that there was no way she could meet Cloud Quickmoon like this! He was an elf! And a Wizard! And she was really dirty. For a moment Shashara panicked, but began to take a deep breath before deciding to hunt for someplace where she could get a bath and clean her clothes and maybe take a short rest before she went to find the wizard.
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"No, I don't know if this is the right way..."
Elliot and Slort hadn't made that much progress in finding the Troll's Head. It was in fact, quite possible that they had been everywhere but the tavern where the wizard would hopefully take them to the lost city. Luckily for them, they weren't the only lost adventurer, as Elliot was about to find out.
"Oof!"
Shashara looked down at the boy who had bumped in to her and then noticed his condition. As a daughter of an Environmental Wizard, Shashara did have a good idea of the biology of the Sangsaxian Kingdoms and this, like herself, was something really weird. Thinking about her mother, she decided that it would probably be really neat to record this odd part human part something to show her mother when she got home.
She took out her notebook and pointed at it, smiling and making some vuage writing motion.
However, rather than pick up on her gestures, Slort noticed that the partially open notebook had some notes on Santinal and Quickmoon.
"Elliot, I think that she might be able to help us find the Troll's Head, quick, ask her to take us."
"Uhm, okay." Elliot looked at the large, smiling, intimidating creature and did his best not to stutter, "Excuse me, could you take us to the Troll's Head? I'm also looking for Santinal."
Shashara was a bit confused, before realizing that they had read her notebook. She thought about what she could do, and concluded that while both of then didn't know quite where the Troll's Head was, two people looking for it would be better than one.
Smiling proudly for what she was sure was going to be a gain, she shook her head before grabbing Elliot, wrapping her large arm around his shoulder. With her free hand, she wrote 'hey, i think we want same thing, lets find together?' on her notebook and then put it closer to his face so that he could read it, waiting for his answer, still smiling, and being maybe a little bit closer to him than comfortable...
Shashara wasn't exactly sure of how much time had passed, but she hoped that it was "less than too late." As she started to walk further into the town, she recalled what prompted her to the town in the first place, however many days ago.
Her sick mother Robyn had an old friend over. Apparently, the pair had been in an adventuring group of some sort together, going through caverns or forests or whatever to do some sort of thing, brought together by a common goal. Shashara was listening attentively and serving them drinks and such, as she had been doing since her mother first got sick. Somewhere along the conversation, the guest began to talk about someone else that he had been on an adventure with, Quick Cloudmoon.
He was a Grey Elf Wizard who had got it in his mind to find a legendary lost city, known as Santinal, which was said to hold the greatest of secrets and the rarest of items, something like a vision to the past, kept intact even over the many years since it had last been seen. Robyn was interested, thinking about what sort of things she could see, but with her sickness, she knew that going would be impossible. When Shashara saw the look of wonder and longing in her mothers eyes, she knew that she had to do something.
The guest decided to humor her enthusiasm and tell them what he knew, which while wasn't much, did point them to Khagash, where Quickmoon was traveling to make a party, spreading the news by word of mouth, as apparently no one in their circles had taken up his offer. If they hurried, perhaps they could catch him.
The preparation was quick and Shashara gave her goodbye and began to run, not wanting to miss this opportunity to impress her mother and make her proud, along with maybe finding some of the rare and powerful objects that Santinal was said to hold.
And now she was here! And she smelled bad. Shashara gave herself a quick sniff and realized that there was no way she could meet Cloud Quickmoon like this! He was an elf! And a Wizard! And she was really dirty. For a moment Shashara panicked, but began to take a deep breath before deciding to hunt for someplace where she could get a bath and clean her clothes and maybe take a short rest before she went to find the wizard.
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"No, I don't know if this is the right way..."
Elliot and Slort hadn't made that much progress in finding the Troll's Head. It was in fact, quite possible that they had been everywhere but the tavern where the wizard would hopefully take them to the lost city. Luckily for them, they weren't the only lost adventurer, as Elliot was about to find out.
"Oof!"
Shashara looked down at the boy who had bumped in to her and then noticed his condition. As a daughter of an Environmental Wizard, Shashara did have a good idea of the biology of the Sangsaxian Kingdoms and this, like herself, was something really weird. Thinking about her mother, she decided that it would probably be really neat to record this odd part human part something to show her mother when she got home.
She took out her notebook and pointed at it, smiling and making some vuage writing motion.
However, rather than pick up on her gestures, Slort noticed that the partially open notebook had some notes on Santinal and Quickmoon.
"Elliot, I think that she might be able to help us find the Troll's Head, quick, ask her to take us."
"Uhm, okay." Elliot looked at the large, smiling, intimidating creature and did his best not to stutter, "Excuse me, could you take us to the Troll's Head? I'm also looking for Santinal."
Shashara was a bit confused, before realizing that they had read her notebook. She thought about what she could do, and concluded that while both of then didn't know quite where the Troll's Head was, two people looking for it would be better than one.
Smiling proudly for what she was sure was going to be a gain, she shook her head before grabbing Elliot, wrapping her large arm around his shoulder. With her free hand, she wrote 'hey, i think we want same thing, lets find together?' on her notebook and then put it closer to his face so that he could read it, waiting for his answer, still smiling, and being maybe a little bit closer to him than comfortable...