Princes Of the Apocalypse: Chapter 4--Rivengard Keep

[GravityEmblem]

After a rest in the inn, Iroas and Migor find Savra, up bright and early, in the tavern part of the inn. She points out a human woman with facial tattoos, wearing a wolf coat.

"She looks like an adventurer," she says. "Should we ask her to come along?"

Rada, meanwhile, sees three people sitting across the room, pointing her out. A human man in the robes of Ilmater, a human woman in white armor, and a small green Kobold.

[Daos]

"Can't hurt to ask," Iroas admits.  He approaches the woman.  He is a tall, muscular man in his early thirties with fair skin and dark brown hair. His eyes are hazel and while he usually shaves when he has time, the fact that he currently sports a full beard shows he has been traveling. That, and the dust of the road still clinging to his clothes and boots. He stands tall and proud, and yet his face seems weary, and his eyes show a wisdom that usually only comes with age. Right now, he is wearing the red and grey vestments of Ilmater, and a medallion around his neck bears the image of a pair of white hands bound with red cord.

"Well met.  I am Iroas Silvereye of Ilmater," he begins.  "May I have a word?"

[HorizonsDream]

Rada had been just about to walk to the bar when a bearded man in red and grey vestments approaches her. She shifts her fur cloak a little bit, and adjusts the axe on her back as she looks Iroas pretty much square in the eye as she is just as tall as he is. She has long blonde hair that is pulled back into a ponytail, and there are various braids mixed into the strands. She also has two lines tattooed on either side of her face.

She wasn't expecting someone to approach her. Most people that she had come in contact with lately had been more willing to just leave her alone. "Uh, yes?" she says simply.

[Daos]

"These are my associates, Lady Savra Belebranta and...Migor," Iroas says, gesturing to the pair.  "We are looking for additional muscle, and you seem to have plenty to spare.  Would you be interested in an expedition to Rivergard Keep to deal with some bandits and retrieve some stolen books?"

[Igordragonian]

Migor walk by Iroas's side.
"This female human looks dagerouse. Yess. Bettwr with uss then against uss." he hiss.

"My ssslaver also used to call me "Comehere, if you preffer, wolf-human.' he add.
"We kill baddies, and we might even get goods. Yess." he try to help with the negotations.

[HorizonsDream]

Rada looks down at the kobold with a raised eyebrow for a moment. ~Wolf human?~ she thinks to herself in amusement. She turns her attention back to Iroas. "Stolen books?" she asks. "What are so important about these books?" she asks.

[Daos]

"They are important to the man who hired us to retrieve them," Iroas answers.  "He's willing to pay handsomely for their return, and we'd be doing some good in dispatching a group of river pirates in the process."

[HorizonsDream]

Rada twirls one of the braids in her hair for a few moments as she considers the proposal. She wasn't really finding any leads to her visions so far, so maybe she could find something with these people. "Alright," she says with a firm nod. "I'm Rada."

[Daos]

"Well met," Iroas says, offering his hand.  "By the way, how experienced are you at riding hippogriffs?"

[HorizonsDream]

Rada firmly shakes the priest's hand. "I'm not. Are we riding a few?"

[Daos]

"We are.  Don't worry, I'll give you a quick rundown on how to fly them," Iroas offers.

[GravityEmblem]

"I can help, too," Savra adds. "I taught these two, how hard can it be?" she jokes. 

[Daos]

Iroas chuckles.  "It's true, she's an excellent teacher."

[Igordragonian]

'I am not screaming as loud as before.' Migor admit, while hoarding leftovers into his bag, that despratly need a good wash

[HorizonsDream]

Rada chuckles lightly at Migor's comment. The image of a kobold riding a hippgriff and screaming the whole time was really kind of funny to her. "When do we leave then?" she finally asks. "And how far away are we going?"