Safe Haven

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  1. Isa

    Isa Dovie'andi se tovya sagai

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    Isa shifted in his seat as he pushed back memories, he had been surprised to hear the Norse tongue so far from it's home, few people outside the tribes and followers of the Aesir and Vanir knew it.

    He uttered a barely audible thank you as a bowl of stew was set before him. His eyes fixed on the two musicians as they played. Music had always been a weakness for him. A true musician poured to much of themselves into their work for him not to be affected by it. He glanced around the room, hardly surprised that more than a few of the men had a look on their face that showed how lost in their thoughts they were. pushing his stew to the side he drew out a small pipe with silver scroll work on it and thumbed a bit of herbs into it.

    The smoke had a scent that was reminiscent of a herb shop to it. Like the arm band and belt he wore the blend was intended to help him, though in this case to close his mind. He was more than able to enjoy good music such as this without being buried under an onslaught of memories and emotions. After a few puffs on the pipe stem he was relived to feel the press of the rooms emotions recede from him.
     
  2. Paladin_girl

    Paladin_girl Between the Chapters of a Dream Staff Member

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    Paladin said nothing, but merely gave a faint smile of approval, leaning on the edge of the bar. She remembered the song, faint traces of bars, stone walls and a bastion of colour beyond them summoning up memories of forgotten times. She stared at the door, her pointed ears twitching at the sound and voice, chuckling mutely.

    It had been too long.

    Her hand rested softly against her chest.

    Yes. It had been too long.
     
  3. Nevermore

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    The rogue sat silently for several long moments after he finished his song, his hands holding the instrument gently, as if he feared his grip would shatter something fragile. It took him a moment to realize that soft applause were traveling around the bar. He smiled softly and offered them a slight bow of his head before standing and placing the guitar on its stand. He moved back to the table where the tall stranger sat, his eyes traveling slowly over the bar, lingering on his old friend with a slight grin. Niscar looked lost in thought, nostalgic even. He could give her a hug if she'd accept one. He looked at Isa curiously, "These men don't look as down as they did, but they don't look too happy either. You losing your touch?"
     
  4. Isa

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    "Hardly, but it's hard to project what I don't feel and the Paladin put's a lot of emotion in her music. And Just like sometimes we say something without meaning to, I can sometimes project an emotion without realizing it, particularly if my mind is... elsewhen." He poured a shot of liquor and downed it in a gulp before pouring another. "I can't say a long timeline makes it hard to remember things."
     
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    Rath regarded the giant curiously before retrieving his own drink from the table and taking a seat across from him. His eyes once again traveled to Niscar before he turned to Isa, the strangers form reflected in the sky of his vision, "You sound like a man with quite the story," his voice was soft as he emptied his mug and called for another, "We've all got our stories though. That wasn't just a song I sung. It had a meaning, just as your thoughts do. I won't pry though. I will ask this, what are your plans now that you're here?"
     
  6. Isa

    Isa Dovie'andi se tovya sagai

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    "For someone like me that story could fill entire library's. As for my plans" He gave a shrug and took another drink foregoing the glass this time. "I was thinking I'd do as I always do. I buy a home if one's available, build one near the edge of town if one isn't, earn coin with a trade. Usually as a craftsman, even without my abilities I've earned the rank of master in almost every craft a man can do with his hands. Visit the taverns and pubs on occasion to feed my other hunger, and I use my abilities discretely to help the community. You would be amazed at how the weather can be encouraged in the right direction by a little more cold one day, and a little less the next. Though unless this is a true Haven I imagine I'll be here for a few years , twenty is the most I've ever spent somewhere before people notice I don't age at the same rate, that my luck is a bit too good, I can recall any of a hundred reasons why a town has chased me out. I've even been run out for having medicine that worked too well, I suppose it's possible healing is something I've never had much skill at without magic of one sort or another."
     
  7. Paladin_girl

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    Paladin listened in silence; for most part, she did not wish to impede her thoughts into the conversation. The man clearly had a story to tell, but the half-elf could not intrude nor ask – his air demanded otherwise and she was not in the frame of mind to change it.

    'I have not arrested you – so you are welcome here, Sir.' Her words were spoken without looking at him, her thoughts and eyes focused elsewhere, but were no less sincere as shown by the faint smile on her lips, pensive and considerate. She listened, even if she did not question it as deeply as Rath dared to probe.
     
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    Rath offered the Paladin a soft smile before downing the remaining liquid in his mug and calling for another. He turned back to Isa, regarding the giant carefully as he contemplated the man's plans of setting up shop in the Haven, "I couldn't tell you if it truly is a Haven or not, sadly. From what I've seen of it, aye, no finer place exists, but I don't actually live here," his voice dropped slightly as he turned to regard to rough grains in the wood of the table, "Don't actually live anywhere. It's a nice plan, building or buying a house. The last time I had a house was when I was boy, with my parents, but that's a long story best saved for another time. I'm sorry to hear that you are so distrusted by others, but I suppose it's only human nature. We don't trust the unknown or unexplained very well. Curses and magic are even harder to accept." He offered Isa a grin as his new ale arrived and he took a long pull from the mug before continuing, "I've seen so much that if I tried to tell my story they'd call me mad and string me up."
     
  9. Isa

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    "It's not just that. I haven't always sought a peaceful life. Sometimes old enemies, or worse, old allies show up wanting to reclaim the old days. Sometimes it's not to bad since They don't recognize how I look now, but the stronger ones and usually the worst recognize the feel of my power which is harder to hide." He rolled the empty glass through his hand before pouring more scotch into it. "That however is something I'm able to handle if need be. On the other hand, if I'm going to be staying then I could use some help finding a bit of starting work. I have enough materials on hand to make a few simple things if either of you need something. I had to abandon most of my tools when I left the last shop behind so I can't do anything fancy."