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Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

@Awesomoman64 Accepted! Dragons galore! A good match for Demund I think.

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

Galen Derricson

Galen smirked, heading off in the way Alph pointed without noticing the boy's glazed eyes. "Come on Freya, we've got a bit of ground to cover." They didn't really, their destination wasn't far, it would just seem like it because of the flooding. He didn't pause that time, even though he was once again surprised at his thoughts, but he frowned at himself as he led Freya through the knee deep puddle still at the base of the bridge from the previous night's rain. He had no reason to suspect there would be any flooding on the eastern side of the river, actually he couldn't recall ever seeing what was on that side of the river, but he felt rather firmly that flooding would be a problem for them.

Their timing was perfect, stepping off the other side of the bridge just as a new face entered the town. Dressed in dark leather and capped by a wide-brimmed hat, a young woman with bright red hair strode into the village with straps holding her many weapons, concealed and otherwise, and perfectly shined chain mail sparkling in the morning light beneath her thick coat. The chill was fading fast under the hot sun, but the woman didn't show the slightest hint of discomfort about the heat despite the many layers of her thick clothing. She gave the villagers dirty looks as she passed, peering about the town and scrutinizing every action made nearby. The boys had vanished into the sparse treeline by the time she came anywhere near close enough to see them.

A single metal pendant hung around her neck, dangling in full view of any who saw her. A half crescent moon under a pentagram, the symbol of an unknown organisation.

The Pendant

Galen was a bit off put by the hill they immediately began climbing as soon as they entered the treeline. He knew the east was hilly, but he didn't think hills meant mountains! Then again, if these were hills, he didn't think he ever wanted to see what a mountain looked like- imagine climbing one! He grimaced at the thought. He fell into a comfortable silence, eyes scanning the forest floor for anything to put in his mother's herb bag and largely left the critter watching to the others. Freya was perhaps the most quiet of all of them, not making a single sound as she easily kept up with Gale's admittedly slow climb of the incline. It was a good thing too, because now that they were beginning the start of their hunt silence was important so they didn't spook anything. Not that too many creatures ventured so close to the river, that being where the village was, and the children loved to go swimming in the shallows. If there was one thing that could be said about humans, it is that they were not quiet beings, that was especially true of their young.

Their passage didn't seem to disturb too many forest dwellers; the birdsongs were uninterrupted and annoying dragonflies faded into annoying butterflies as they left the river behind. None of the usual prey revealed itself however, no rabbits or groundbirds, and definitely no deer. Perhaps further in they'd have some luck? There were plenty of tracks, and considering the rain would have washed old ones away, they all must be rather new.

Gale didn't stop to track them however, moving forward in a straight line and barely granting the tracks a single glance. Indeed, the only thing he stopped for was to pluck a single Loivissa flower from the base of a tree and place it in Freya's mane for his mother, and even then, it only took half a second to accomplish the task.

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

Since they're 'hunting' there probably wont be much to say. :/

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

Well I wanted to wait a bit, give Gren and/or Demund a chance to say something again, and give @ViolentViolet a bit more time, but since nothings happening I'll start a post in an hour or two and get us across the bridge at least.

I'll also confess I spent hours trying to find a picture for Galen, but so far no luck. I thought to make one, with a good character creator maybe, but I can't buy Black Desert with a prepaid card and the character creator isn't standalone or free anymore. Eh, I'll try something later.

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

@Forsythe True! The Elves are also probably the safest place to go, for protection and training and stuffs. :D It won't be that easy though, the ones who're going to be evening things out are going to make an appearance not long from now. Their presence will make reaching any safe place difficult.

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@Awesomoman64@Gisk

Knowing how to read the Ancient Language means absolutely nothing, the written is only for the convenience of civilization, not for magic. Pronunciation is big for making it all work, so they need an actual teacher if they want to start practicing spellcraft. Likewise picking up small bits here and there that could have been misheard, and who's definitions may not be readily clear, is not very helpful either.

We will have a teacher though, a very moody and reluctant one, but a teacher nonetheless!

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

Name: Kolysakr

Gender: Male

Age: Egg

Egg's Appearance: http://media.popcultcha.com.au/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/w/h/white-egg-paper-weight-01.png

Hatched Appearance: http://nightpark.deviantart.com/art/Silverdrak-Commission-381575353

Personality: Curious and thoughtful, Kolysakr is very observant of his environment. He was perhaps a bad choice to choose as a rider's dragon as he prefers privacy and independence, yet contrary to this he feels an echoing loneliness from his long years as an egg and is eager to make a friend to care for and be cared for. It is a rider that shares his desire for companionship and unrestrained acceptance yet is also a private and separate person that would prompt him to finally hatch.

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Oh right, I was making a dragon character sheet! Hah, I just spent the last half hour absorbed in learning the ancient language. It's actually pretty interesting, but time for that later. Galen doesn't know the ancient language after all, so he's not going to get a name from there.

Anyone else struggled with what color to make their dragon? Saphira is blue, Glaedr is yellow, Thorn is red, and Firnen is green. That covers quite a few colors with just the canon dragons, I think duplicates are unavoidable here. Slight variations will have to do.

Oh, and gods. I've only found the humans have a God of death, there must be more, and I've found only one story involving a maiden who wished for a perfect husband and got some random man via wild magic. Neither the God of death nor the random magic man are appealing to me as inspirations for Galen to suggest as names to his dragon. Does anyone mind if I invent a few legends and/or deities to use as his inspiration?

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Galen Derricson

The front door was open when he arrived, which indicated someone was home. He saw his mother sat at the table with three wooden bowls set out. One was filled with a pile of green fruit, another was a bowl of water, and the last had a much smaller pile of fruit. In her hands she used a wet bit of cloth to wash them and place them in the other pile. He didn't look too closely at the fruit, instead passing by her quickly and entering his room, which had a lower ceiling as it was a shorter extension to the once-smaller house. His father had been meaning to redo the room since Gale was ten, since he'd built it before he became as good as he was now at construction, but he never did.

Gale popped open the wooden chest at the foot of his bed, plucking from it his dark wooden bow and leather quiver of light wooden arrows tipped in dull metal. He rushed about with a bit more haste, grabbing an extra pair of socks, a pair of fingerless gloves, and snagging a short knife. After a moment he dropped his axe into his belt. It was one of his more prized possessions, having been made in Bullridge and bought in Gil'ead, it was well made and had cost a few pretty coins to buy. He'd never brought it with him hunting before, only for lumbering, but... the stories of Urgal attacks coming out of the north were worrying, not to mention the bandit problem growing alongside the complete lack of crown response to the threat. Well, best to be prepared, he trusted the axe in his hands more than the bow or the knife.

"Need anything?" He asked, pausing by his mother's side and stealing a juicy green fruit from the clean pile. She slapped his arm lightly in reprimand, but he'd already taken a large bite out of the fruit by then. She sighed, but it carried no real annoyance, only exasperation.

She glanced at him, taking in the bow over his shoulder and eying the axe for a moment with worry, she correctly concluded he was going hunting. "The usual, if you would. Your father doesn't seem to find anything in the forests anymore." She sighed, voice holding a tinge of regret. He wasn't finding any because he wasn't looking, mostly because he no longer cared. That meant their food went unseasoned, their garden dwindled, and his mother no longer received flowers from him.

Galen nodded, hiding a frown by taking another bite of the fruit. "Sure, I'll take your bag." He agreed, disappearing for a moment into his parents' room and snatching the sack from under their bed.

"Thank you," she called as he left. "And keep an eye out for some earthbread! We're almost out of them in the garden!"

"Will do!" He called back, absently thinking of collecting a Loivissa or two for her as he wandered out of his home and over to where Freya had started grazing. "Hey girl, you wanna get outta here?" He asked softly, getting her attention. Soon after he was saddling her and attaching his mother's herb bag to her bags. He didn't expect they'd necessarily need a horse, but Freya was so quiet it couldn't hurt. Besides, he might stay out there for a few days, stocking up on vegetables for the garden.

Even as he thought that however, he knew it wasn't the real reason he began leading a saddled Freya towards the bridge. No, the real reason was just the feeling that he needed her, an unnoticeable prickle in his mind telling him to take her with him. He didn't think about it too hard.

He grinned as he noticed the other boys had already gathered. Here he was thinking he'd been quick, apparently they were quicker. Then again, they didn't bring horses. "You guys ready? I think Freya here," he patted the horse's shoulder lightly, "can help us carry more." Not to mention all the other benefits of having a horse with them! If something happened, a guy on horseback could get help or transport wounded, or... well, there were probably other uses. Anyway, a larger carrying capacity was just what they needed.

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@BurningCold@Gisk If he ever finds out! They may decide having the dragons puts them in too much danger and they run for it right then. Or they go back to Mashal, and they may not have discovered her by then, but they won't be there long! Plots are afoot!

Or Gren confesses. :D