"I have nothing to ask."

Shitara said before closing her eyes calmly and stay silent, maybe someone else in the room wanted to make a question so she did not want to interrupt

((Gabanre, meeting room))

"I have 1 question: When will we start traveling"

((Samuel, meeting room))

Samuel opened the little black box, smelled the pen to check if it might contain any poison, and looked at the others, who didn't seem to have any side effects of the pen. He then used the pen on himself, and wrote his name on the vows. When listening to the Lore Master about the dragons, he heard a few words that made him have a weird feeling.

...Those of us who have had Ancestors of the Dragon Riders...

He was still standing in his normal stance where he was observant and cool, but he felt confused, and at the same time hopeful. He didn't know why this was happening, but it made him curious. He raised his hand, and asked the lady: "Lore Master, may I ask who these descendants of the Dragon Riders are?"

(( Bar countertops: Stacey ))

Stacey had missed the passing out of the vouchers, so she picked one off of the table and nodded thanks to Mystique. Lacking any questions, she made her way over to the bar and sat on a stool. When the bartender made his way over to her, she politely declined, she was just sitting for a place to rest. Her holster has been rubbing up on her hip, she took the shortsword out of it and laid the leather holster on the table. She sighed and asked politely for a rag of some kind. The bartender threw one over to her, she caught it and nodded thanks. The gauntlets she wore clanked together as she wiped down the shortsword.

Robert opened the box and picked up the pen. A "blood pact" felt weird, but he knew it was already too late to leave now. He pricked his finger and started writing: Robert Outerbridge. Then the lore master started talking about the dragon riders history. even though it was only a brief summary, it was very interesting. He had no questions so he remained silent. Although he was excited about the answer to Samuels question.

Stacey glanced up as the young woman began speaking to her, she nodded as she was told to finish the meeting. She slid the holster onto her belt loop and threw the rag back to the bartender. She swung her blade around a little to show off, and then put it in her holster. She walked around the young woman and made her way back into the meeting room.

((Gabanre-Gipsycamp))

Gabanre followed the loremaster towards the gipsy camp. Once there he started examinating the goods of the gipsy's. There was leather, metal and beads. Which he should NOT buy. Since they would get that anyway. After that he went to the craftsman, seeing axes, saws, buckets and baskets. Asking the price of an axe a saw, 6 buckets and baskets. A total of: 20 silver and 5 bronze. After that he went to the furniture specialist. Asking the price of an bed, a table and 3 chairs. A total of: 15 bronze and 35 copper. After this he purchased 2 blankets, and a cooking set. A total of: 20 Bronze and 1 Gold. The total spend is: 1 gold, 20 silver, 40 bronze and 35 copper. He thanked all of the shopkeepers after purchasing their goods. After he was done putting everything on the carts, he went searching for @IronWillShitara Sonel. Since he met her, he fancied her a little. Once he found her he bowed down, asking if she needed any help.

(Gipsycamp)
Shitara heard all the explanation without saying a word and when they arrived to the camp the only thing Shitara was interested in finding was strings for her instrument, though she was almost sure she would not find in that place.
She sighed slightly as some of the merchancts tried to sell her rings, necklases and other accesories.

@Aisling
Just after Gabanre got to Shitara, a young gipsy woman came towards him and Shitara. It was Ixonia, whom had lived here her entire life. She asked them if she could help one of us. Since Gabanre had done all his purchases exepct for one, which he could get some help with. He responded quite happily, he mention that he did most of his purchases except for one thing A massive two-handed-battlesword. Since his old sword was unussable, he needed a new one. He felt emptyness since he needed a sword for his life to continue. He also thought: "This is a good oppertunity to contact another woman." Since he is searching for himself he would love to start a good romance.

Two of the students appeared in front of Shitara, it was a good oportunity to introduce herslef to the others, as she did in the taver, she lifted her dress a little with the tip of her fings and bowed her head with a warm smile.

"My Name is Shitara Solen, it is a pleasure to meet you two.

She said before asking Ixonia for help.

"The truth is, lady Ixonia, that I need new strings for my intrument, but I am afraid I don't know where to look for them

@Aisling

After arriving at the gypsy camp and giving a task Lance knew what he had to do. "Alright lets get started" he sighs, Lance walks up to the craftsmen store and greets them.

"Good evening sir, I would like to purchase 6 buckets, 3 baskets, an axe, and a saw for now please"

The craftsmen replies, "this will be 20 bronze and 30 copper, is that all you need sir"

Lance scratches his chin, Lance also needs some furniture as well. "I also require a bed, a table, some chairs, a kitchen set, and 3 different blankets." Lance replies.

The craftsmen takes a couple of minutes to gather everything."Alright this on top of all the other items will cost about, 1 gold 10 silver 20 bronze and 30 copper sir." Lance hands the craftsmen the money and starts loading the items onto the caravan starting with buckets and baskets. Lance then takes the axe, saw, and blankets. Lance was actually pretty excited, it had been forever since he had a bed to call his own. It is basically like he will have his own place. Lance returns to the craftsmen, "I will need some help with the bed" the craftsmen leaves his post and assists Lance in moving the bed. "Thank you, sir" Lance says in relief. "Now the tables, chairs, and kitchen set." Lance finishes moving the last of his items.

Lance Lays against a tree and puts both his hands behind his head. " I think this a good decision he says" Yawning. "Can't wait to start" he says closing his eyes dosing away.

Robert was walking around the camp looking at various nooks and crannies. He needed some more bullets for his gun and a sharpening stone for his sword. He walks up to a merchant and asks about bullets. "Twenty should be enough"

"That'll be 5 bronze." The merchant replies.

"You wouldn't happen to have a sharpening stone as well?" Robert replies

"Yes, I have one right here. That would be 15 bronze" The merchant says.

"Thanks sir!" Robert says while fumbling in his pockets after the coins. He put the sharpening stone in his backpack and the bullets in his satchel. He then walks over to another merchant to buy all of the other stuff he needs.

@Aisling
Gabanre asked Ixonia to help her with Darmots for a scrap sword( Still a deadly weapon in the hands of Gabanre).

Pica listened with avid interest at the tale of the Lore Master. Her heart went out to them. To everyone in that tale. To the people living in fear of the Dragons and their Riders. To the Dragons and Riders who were hunted down to the last. To the world engulfed in war. Pica didn't care who's fault it was, and she didn't ask. All that mattered was that it had happened, and now, there was a chance for it to happen again - starting with them.

But she resolved that she would do everything in her meager abilities to avoid that outcome. As ready as she'd ever been, Pica pricked her finger and copied the letters her friend had written: "PICA", and therefore, signed her name, sealing the Vow.

Pica was wondering on what she should be doing next. Obviously, there were things to prepare: food to pack, clothes to . . .

"Hold on, did she just say fifty gold pieces?!" Pica's thoughts came to a very abrupt halt at the mention of the amount of money the Academy would be providing for them. She'd never so much as held a single silver, let alone a gold, piece! Imagine the supplies of food she could afford with that kind of money.

She shook her head. Now was not the time to be distracted. The Lore Master was giving them instructions on what to prepare and what to buy for the trip. Pica nodded and with a determined face, set off for the village market that. Pica, as the resident orphan, was something of a darling to the locals. They had each had a had - some small, some much - at raising her, so everyone was familiar with her. More than that, her helpful nature was endearing to them, and they regularly gave her good prices; of course, they avoided telling her that, otherwise, she would have refused the offered price.

Now, she was here again, carrying more money than she ever had in her life. Looking around for a certain someone, she finally spotted him. Her friend, the Apprentice Librarian, who had written the letter for her. A child about twelve years of age who could read and write for her. "Tommy! Listen, I got accepted into that Academy I told you about, so that thing I-"

The thin librarian lifted a hand to interrupt her. "Say no more Pica. I've got them ready for you, free of charge." And with that, Tommy Librarian pulled out three books. Titled: How to Read and Write, Volume's I, II & II. "I have to say, I'm glad for you Pica, but we will miss you here."

Gratefully accepting the books from his hands, she nodded, a wistful look crossing her face. "I'll miss you guys too . . ." Pica put the books down and hugged the small boy, before bending down and placing her hands on his shoulders. "Here Tommy, hold on to this," she said, taking out two gold coins from her purse. "For your family."

Without another word - and without listening to Tommy's sudden shocked protests - Pica bolted down the Market. She went around, distributing most of her gold pieces without return, only stopping once it was time for her to pack her things. Along the way, she asked favors from longtime friends at the market, to help her prepare the things she needed.

She came back to camp, with 50 copper, bronze and silver pieces and 5 gold coins. Packed with her were baskets, her bedding's, an small hatchet, blankets, a saw and her windpipe. A smile on her face, Pica hauled her things into the wagon and settled down besides a man with what was probably the largest sword she'd ever seen before.

"'Scuse me, you don't mind if I rest down here a bit while we wait, do you?" she asked politely.

@twannyman