It was a routghly pub just down the street from the tower of the academy.
The three old friends sit around the table discussing their missing friend.
All are different races sharing only three thing. Their love of a good drink
being the most common, second they all where Magi. Only one in a
thousand could even feel the arcane learning to cultivate it even rarer.
and third they all knew “him”...
“D. do you think he’s..” asked a spindly man in glasses wearing a
long robe with a square patch on the back. In the patch there is a flask
poring out smoke. The most striking thing about the young man is his hair
a bright violet a sign of his nobility and house he is bound to.
(Theador an alchemist with mild transmuting abilities.)
“Ha.. that fool would need to ask directions to Tartarus. Don’t you
remember how often we had to go find him in the library. When he
“Forgot what time it was” a was late for classes old master Cain would
have through him into the streets years ago if it wernt for that quick of his.”
Gleamed the talkative Dwarf. Dressed in common clothes only a runic
apron on, the young dwarf who's beard is still coming in patchy
(Conner a enchanter with a limited mana source)
The platinum blonde merely smirched and ashes her long stemmed pipe
“That’s not what he said...” Kara isn’t quite human nor monster but at
times seemed more dangerous than both. Tallest of the 3, standing a
good head taller Theador and 4 taller than Conner, Kara was a tower
of might and muscles with patches of scails that glint in the candle light.
dressed in hide armors and with a 2 handed scimtar on her back.
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(Kara was no common mage but a spirit talked consuming the
aspects of her enemies how is not well understood even amongst her
tribe. They said is that it comes from her grandfather and was left at that.)
“What?” Conner belched after draining his tankard
“No I mumbled a lot back then, “He forgot the world for a second”
never real explained that... he would just close what ever tome he was
reading and smile.
“And chocked on the dust you forgot that one lass” croaked out Conner
as he signaled for the next round...
“D. Do you think survive then... you know how he get when something
catches his eye he becomes. Or worse... when he gets on of his crazy
ideas..” Ted sheepishly swirled his wine
Ha ya remember the time he “fix” that goblin totem and raised the all the
specimens in lab what a mess. Or when he wanted to make
make a mana into the matiral, took the roof off the southern dormitory.
And poor Teddy here his s,s studar. Connor poked at the frail human
Tt, that experiment proved more than worth the mana shock.. if we had actually
pulled it would have revolutionary... the young noble eyes come alive.
kick to the knee...
“We are not in the tower..” scolded Kara
Right the studder only bothers me when I use d.ds and its Theador to
you dddwarf and only my friends call me Tedd and only those I’ve shared
in blood and honor. And no one ever calls me Tedddy. He glared daggers
Ya but aint you da a dd duke named dddDoran. Conner smiled “and if its
blood and honor your needing.
The dwarf jumped up and walked up to the bar to a group of bug bear
miners “Excuse me... my friend wants his money back..“
The bug bears looked confused “What money?”
“My friend paid 3 coppers to bang your mom and it left him with crabs...
the dwarf waved dantaly at his "He is shy.”
one of the bug bear chocked on his swill then looked mad real mad
Eric paniced “what’s he doing?”