[b][i][u]Aragonia[/b][/i][/u] [img]http://i.imgur.com/M745yxs.jpg[/img] [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch/?v=CSluXtLcCyM] Did you see that Shadow? - Aragonia Main Theme[/url] Aragonia, a land of adventure, prosperity, and opportunity! The Festival of Bleda is about to start, shady individuals with blue cloaks & hoods wearing Iron suits of armor are scattered through out the crowd while some more interesting individuals are scattered in the Tavern or outside, waiting for the parade to start. ( Here is the full plot ) [hider= Plot 1 - The Scorpion Man's Threat] Year 100 Anno Domini. two-thousand years after Bleda saved the world.. Aragonia, a world full of opportunity and adventure, it is common for a civilian to be armed with a weapon to protect themselves against the bandits in the night. Though, there are some who are more adventerous, those who wish to seek their fortunes by battling against monsters to keep the civilians safe, or being a mercenary for the Grand Army of Daggerfell, and yet there are some who are surviving in the harsh world. We begin our story Zorrodawn, the Festival of Bleda is starting in honor to him whom saved us from having to live underground in fear and casting off Zhiena, the evil goddess back to her hovel. The festival is about to start, and some armed individuals, who knows what they mean, are in the crowd, covered in hoods and wearing steel chestplates and greaves. The air was uneasy, even the people there knew something was going to happen, they seemed to brace themselves. Though another less-mean looking group of individuals were outside on the Plaza Square, waiting for the Festival to start, some were even in the nearby Flaming Dagger Inn & Tavern. Well then....are you out on the Plaza Square? Or in the tavern? [/hider] ----------------------- A bard could be heard singing and playing his lyre right outside the Flaming Dagger Inn & Tavern, so people could enjoy themselves while the Festival was prepared and started, he was singing in Elvish. [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FoGlyzexF-k]In Jedem Vollen Becher Wein[/url] [hider= Lyrics] in jedem vollen Becher Wein sehe unten auf dem Grund ich deine hellen Äugelein ich deine hellen Äugelein und deinen süßen Mund und deinen süßen Mund da trinke ich schnell und warte nicht und küsse dich im Wein aufs neu zu schauen dein Angesicht aufs neu zu schauen dein Angesicht Schenk ich schnell wieder ein Schenk ich schnell wieder ein so füll und leer den Becher ich und trinke immerzu nennt man mich nächstens liederlich nennt man mich nächstens liederlich ja schuld daran bist du ja schuld daran bist du [/hider] ------------- Aragon Sylvathi 100 Gold Pieces [hider= Spellbook] [LIGHT] Glitter Lance - Level 1 [DARK] Ravage - Level 1 [SUPPORT] Divine Touch - Level 1 [HEAL] Serene Winds - Level 1 [SUMMON] Hawk Summoning - Level 1 [/hider] [hider= Inventory] Inventory/Weaponry/Armor -Head: N/A -Chest: Chainmail Vest -Gauntlets: N/A -Pants: Brown Cloth Pants -Greaves: N/A -Feet: Shoes -Bronze Rapier -Elven Bow w/ 20 Bronze tipped arrows --- x1 Chocolate Milk (Heals bleeding, cuts and larger bruises.) x1 Canned Sardines (20% MP Recovery) Revive Tome Magic Pickaxe Rope Torch [/hider] --- Aragon's eyes were positioned on the stand where the Festival was about to begin, people were crowding the plaza outside the Flaming Dagger, the Elvish Bard was swinging in his native tongue right outside the Tavern so he may entertain people while the Festival would begin. Aragon was sat on top of the "curb" of the fountain of the plaza, a perfect and unblocked view for him as he awaited for the Festival of Bleda to begin. Though he felt the air of uneasiness from the civilians, and even the guards on the plaza...something was going to happen on this Day. Aragon looked around in a casual but vigilant manner, quickly spotting out five blue-cloaked iron-armoured men, Aragon already knew to be on high alert on public festivals, but he's never had to combat against any religious fanatics or evil enemies. Two men were diagonally left in Aragon's eyesight, which gave him a perfect undetected view of them as he continued to awaited for the Festival to begin. Upon his back was a quiver of twenty bronze arrows and his bow slung over the quiver and his back. With the belt equipped for holding a quiver and sword, to his left was his Bronze Rapier which hopefully would not be needed. His elvish ears and fair look stood out from the crowd, everyone could tell he was an elf, but not a vampire, that was kept a secret. The Vampire Elf tried to relax despite the mysterious blue-cloaked men scattered through-out the Plaza and began to listen to the Bard's music. "Alkaroth forbid anything bad will hapen." Aragon Sylvathi said to himself in a hushed tone. He then proceeded to close his eyes and listen to the relaxing Elvish music.