Azusa looked up. "I'm...not happy, if I must be honest. However, you are a free spirit. It is not my place to judge or condemn you, and you will go where your heart leads you. So in that light, I give you my blessing, and my word that you will always have a place here."
Gully sighs deeply. She looks down for a moment, then looks back up at Azusa.
I..I understand. I thank you for your blessing on my choice. And thank you for your promise on being able to return here even after I am wearing their colors.
Rythos had just arrived in the city, and after making a minor purchase at Frankie Peanut's Shop, he was instantly drawn to this building. The trees growing from it reminded him of his forest home, and he knew this was the next place he needed to go. As the tall, muscular human walked in, his Craw Wurm bone armor plates rattled around slightly. As he stood there in the doorway, he took a deep breath, taking in the sights and smells of the place.
"Not home, this place, but close." he grunted as he looked around.
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Name: Rythos
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
Rythos found his gaze flowing over the gardens of the House as well as the scattering of trees providing shade. There in the middle of the garden to Rythos right stood a male elf tending to the needs of the plants. The elf appeared to be absorbed in his work with the plants and didn't take notice of Rythos at all...
Rythos cleared his throat to get the attention of the elf. He approached the elf slowly. He had always respected the elves, for in his forest home he had met with a band of elves who had taught him about mana, and he had heard of this city from conversation with them.
"Rythos hear of great house here. Wants join, me." he said in his choppy language.
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Name: Rythos
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
The elf startles at Rythos approach but recovers quickly saying, "Welcome, Rythos. House Shanodia always has room for the druids of our world. Please follow me and feel free to ask any questions you may have..."
The elf eyes Rythos mass of muscles warily as he leads the way inside. He wasn't exactly afraid but was definitely intimidated and impressed at the shear quantity of muscle mass.
Rythos followed, his Craw Wurm bone armored plates that protected his torso rattling slightly as he walked. For a large being, he was unusually light on his feet, making little noise as he stepped.
"Only one question Rythos has now." he said, his voice slightly louder than he meant for it to be. "Need more spell rocks this one, to help grand house of Shanodia. Need more gold. How Rythos get more gold?" he asked
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Name: Rythos
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
The elf opened the main door into the House for Rythos and said, "Most druids and mages seek out contracts to fulfill. Those contracts tend to award gold or even the spells you seek. There are occasional tournaments that reward spells as well, the biggest one occurring during Festival."
Rythos grunted in acknowledgment. He would soon set out to find these contracts. Even though he was primitive in his speech, his mental understanding of things was quite high. True, he acted more instinctively than he acted on thinking, after all, he wasn't a blue mage. However, this did not mean he was a stupid barbarian. He managed to survive in the forest from the age of 4 alone with no help.
He walked through the main door, following the elf. His instincts told him that this house would be an important part of his future, though why he did not know, nor did he care. He just knew he was drawn to this city, to this house. He followed in silence.
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Name: Rythos
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
Th elf guides Rythos over to a dryad inside and whispers for a short amount of time before the elf is given a wooden token of some sorts. Accepting it the elf turned away from the dryad and headed to Rythos side. Presenting the wooden token to Rythos the elf said, "Take this token as a sign of your membership in House Shanodia. Take heed to not lose it as you will not be given another. Deeper into the house are unclaimed rooms. Find one and make your mark upon the door to claim it as your own. If you have no further questions then I will return to my work in the gardens..."
The elf let his voice hang there for a moment as he looked to Rythos to make sure all of his questions had been answered.
Rythos took the wooden token and nodded. He slipped it into his satchel.
"No questions Rythos have. Thank you." he said as he went to claim a room. He walked past rooms that were claimed, seeing their markings. When he finally came to an unmarked door, he paused for a moment and looked inside. Once he decided the room was unclaimed for sure, he took out his dagger and made a crude carving into the door. Once finished, he turned and left House Shanodia, exiting the same way he had been led in.
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Name: Rythos
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
LVL: 1
EXP: 0
GLD: 0
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You see? I was afraid that you would be mad.
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I..I understand. I thank you for your blessing on my choice. And thank you for your promise on being able to return here even after I am wearing their colors.
Gully moves to hug Azusa.
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With that Gully turns and walks away. She takes the quickest route that she knows out of the Druid House and into the City.
"Not home, this place, but close." he grunted as he looked around.
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
LVL: 1
EXP: 0
GLD: 0
"Rythos hear of great house here. Wants join, me." he said in his choppy language.
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
LVL: 1
EXP: 0
GLD: 0
The elf eyes Rythos mass of muscles warily as he leads the way inside. He wasn't exactly afraid but was definitely intimidated and impressed at the shear quantity of muscle mass.
"Only one question Rythos has now." he said, his voice slightly louder than he meant for it to be. "Need more spell rocks this one, to help grand house of Shanodia. Need more gold. How Rythos get more gold?" he asked
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
LVL: 1
EXP: 0
GLD: 0
He walked through the main door, following the elf. His instincts told him that this house would be an important part of his future, though why he did not know, nor did he care. He just knew he was drawn to this city, to this house. He followed in silence.
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
LVL: 1
EXP: 0
GLD: 0
The elf let his voice hang there for a moment as he looked to Rythos to make sure all of his questions had been answered.
"No questions Rythos have. Thank you." he said as he went to claim a room. He walked past rooms that were claimed, seeing their markings. When he finally came to an unmarked door, he paused for a moment and looked inside. Once he decided the room was unclaimed for sure, he took out his dagger and made a crude carving into the door. Once finished, he turned and left House Shanodia, exiting the same way he had been led in.
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6’7”
Weight: 342 lbs
Appearance: Rythos has muscles in places most people don’t even have places. His dark hair is long and unkempt. His deep blue eyes seem to hold secrets few can fathom. He wears crude clothes made of the skin of a Craw Wurm. He also carries a crude dagger made from the bone of the same Wurm. He accented his armor with other bits of the bone, and his satchel is made from the stomach of the great beast.
LVL: 1
EXP: 0
GLD: 0