A note on the wall

[Christana]

*the figure stumbles, nearly collapsing against the steps leading up. With a heavy breath and a trembling hand a note comes from under the concealing cloak and is slowly hammered onto the door leading into the clan hall. Finished, and satisfied that it would stay there, at least until morning, the figure stumbles away*

Note on the clan door:
I seek any information of one Jessala Nas'Vada. Asking around has brought me to this place. Should anyone be able to tell me anything, I'll be at the Wyvern. Ask for the Wanderer.

((need to get my rp fix so I figured forum rp would do it =P ))

[Kaelir]

Kaelir ran toward the clan hall, crying.

Just another night.

Except she had to kill Raevilin, who had supposedly loved her. He was working for Olorae now, and he was going to participate in a ritual that involved ritual sacrifice. She had taken him outside of the Aden Gates and killed him in the forest.

Right before he died, he had told her that everything he ever said to her was a lie.

Kaelir noticed the note on the clan hall. She stopped at the door and read it several times, at first... very confused.

Jessala Nas'Vada. Who would want to know about her?

Kaelir went inside the clan hall and into her room, where she sat her bloodied beserker blade on the dresser, and dried her tears on a long sleeve of her black cloak.

Might as well go see what this is about. She went to the wyvern. Maybe it was time, for the first time in a couple of years, to get a strong drink. Then she could see what this wanderer wanted.

Ulrich was at his usual place behind the bar. He waved at Kaelir as she entered. Kaelir looked behind the bar at the alchohol, and decided against it.

"The usual, Ulrich." she said. "water please." She was amazed at how much her voice cracked.

"Oh, and by the way... have you seen the wanderer?"

[Tregarde]

( What did Kae do with the note? Is it somewhere that someone else could find it? )

[Kirisa]

((yeah...I'm wondeing the same thing...seems the note's gone now and only she knows aobut The Wanderer...Working on a responce where Kriisa just leaves...unless it's on the floor or something?))

[Christana]

Ulrich came back with the water and also handed her a clean rag. "In case any of yer tears come back lass." He then thought a second about her question. "Ye sure ye want to be talkin' to that man on yer own? He seems a bit touched...and not exactly someone I'd be trifling with alone. Ye might want to go get Risa or Tregarde or someone in yer clan to talk with him together...he gives me the creeps..and after what I've been through not much do that to me."

((that ought to force kaelir to get some help ))

[Makora]

Makora sat at a table near the window in the Wyvern. He had seen Kae come in, had heard her voice crack and figured she was close to tears, on any other day he would have went and asked if she was alright. But his talk with Geldriia at The School of Dark Arts had upset him. So, he just leaned back in his chair, took a large gulp of Ale and looked out the window.

[Kaelir]

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me," she said. "If this wanderer doesn't want help he wouldn't have posted a note on our clan hall door. Where is he?"

She shook her head. "Nevermind, I don't want to deal with this for at least a few minutes. I'll wait until someone else finds the note." She looked over and saw Makora at her usual table, so she walked over there.

"Hey Mak, how's it going?" she sat down, let her head fall on the table, and burst into tears.

((I edited my first post, the note is still on the clan hall door.))

[Tregarde]

Tregarde returned to the Guard hall after taking care of some business across town. It was hard to go out, to continue, after the loss of Jessala, but she was determined to live. Part of that meant taking up her duties again. Mostly, it meant having something to live for… someone to live for.

As she neared the door she saw something pinned to it. She approached with curiosity and read the note.

Her heart nearly stopped for a moment. How could anyone know that Jessala Nas’Vada was here? How could anyone know that any of the Nas’Vada were here at all… assuming that any besides Jess are still alive? They didn’t hide Jessala’s first name when she gained her new, temporary body, but as far as Tregarde could remember they never openly said her family name.

She tore the note off the door and went inside. Kirisa would have to be informed immediately.

[Christana]

Ulrich watched sadly as the girl walked off and burst into thears, then shook his head. "Was merely tryin to be helpful that's all." with a shrug he walked back into the kitchen.

[Makora]

Makora was still looking out the window when Kae said his name, he turned around to respond when she sat down and started crying. With a sigh he patted her on the shoulder and said "Aww, come on Kae settle down. Tell me whats bothering you."

[Kaelir]

"I'm still upset about Raevilin. And I miss Jessala." She sipped some of the cold water from the glass, muffling her sobs. "How did anyone know she was here, anyways?"

It was in these times, when she was most upset, that she heard voices much more louder, much more deeper. The small, quiet tavern suddenly sounded like a human army preparing to fight a land dragon.

She closed her eyes again, trying to pick out any voice that might sound... unusual.

[Makora]

What do you mean? How does who know she was here?

((hasn't seen the note yet))

[Kaelir]

Kaelir lifted her head up, wiped away at her swollen eyes.

"There was a note on the door of the clan hall, asking for information about Jessala Nas'Vada. The note gave directions to go to the Lazy Wyvern and ask Ulrcih about... the wanderer."

[Makora]

Thinks a moment than says "Thats a little disturbing." looks around the bar until he spots Ulrich and yells "Hey...Ulrich. Come here for a second will ya?"

[Christana]

Ulrich comes out, wiping his hands and muttering something about lazy caravans. He walks on over to Makora and Kaelir. "Aye. What ye want?"