Icarus

~Winds of Fate- A Thief's Adventure~

So I figured if we'll be keeping track of our stashes and Ammunition it'd be a good idea to have those outside of the Hider on the CS. If you want me to change it I will.

~Winds of Fate- A Thief's Adventure~

Eron Faeris

Currency: 23 bits 1 coin
Ammunition: 10 Arrows

Information Section

Gender: Female
Age: 25
Race: Human
Origin: Slums of Guillan
Attire: Simple dark Cloth (Silent Movement, Little Defense)
Demeanor: Closed off, Quiet when confronted, Calculating
Flaws:

- Eron often refuses to speak her mind, regardless of whether she knows she's right or not. As a result she's easily ignored, and is pushed out of mind.

- Greed. When Eron catches upon something of vakue she is drawn to it, sometimes forgoing her own safety if the prize is worth it.

Skillsets

Lockpicking- 2
Stealth- 3
*Archery- 4
Scaling- 4
Moving Silently- 2

Background:

Born in the Slums of Guillan, and raised on its streets, the first decade of Eron's life was a flash of sickness, misery and terror. Whatever hope of a normal life she had died in the gutters of the High King's city like so many children Eron once knew. In a life where you're only as valuable as whatever you managed to steal, it was less important to be social than it was to be skilled. Words washed away, but bits were solid. Eron learned quickly that while her hands may not have been the most deft, there was always an open window somewhere, and you simply had to be willing to reach it.

Things evolved naturally from there, and she formed a true gift for climbing. As soon as she could afford it, she bought herself a sturdy Shortbow and enough Ammunition to deal with any rooftop patrols, making navigation between the deadly drops a breeze. A dagger added at her waist to handle anyone that might hear her quiet noises and she was ready to carve out a better life for herself out of the homes of others.

Personal Effects:

Sturdy Shortbow
Rusty Dagger
Leather Quiver with 10 Arrows
Dark Cloth Attire (Silent Movement, Minimal Protection)
Small set of picks
Her first stolen Gold Coin

Avelierys - Original Fantasy World (CLOSED - Indefinite hiatus)

Residential District - The Golden Gryphon

Listening to what the bartender said, Tom's face contorted for a moment into mocked rage "Good sir! You're words, they wound me." His arm raced behind his back ad he reached for his coin purse, the small fabric bag came forward and he opened it in front of him with a deep sigh. "Seems some young souls have certainly given you cause to doubt the profession. I suppose you're not to be blamed, and damn if you don't put forward a compelling argument..." he shuffled through the various shards inside, trying to decide the best course of action.

After a moment he looked up, slyly eyed the bartender, and produced from withing a silver bell. He placed it lightly on the table, and took the offered ale. "Let this stand as my deposit. You see what I've got, and you can make the decision from there: decide to keep me on, hand me my change for the drink, but if you think it a poor fit then the bell is yours."

He moved into an unoccupied area close to the bar, and surveyed the crowd. The man had spoken true, many of the patrons here seemed to stand far straighter than any common man usually would. For some that may prove daunting, but as Tom saw it no man could ever truly despise music and he was nothing if not a musician. He took a sip of ale and placed the glass on a nearby table. From his side he reached for his flute, and wet his lips. From the bartender's description it seemed something melodic and smooth would be the best course of action. Not something that would detract from the meal, but rather something almost imperceptible, something you could only hear when you wanted to.

As ever he began with a single note, low and strong, it would serve to draw the attention of interested parties while leaving those who weren't none the wiser. From there he began a tune. Quick and lively, but never loud. The pitch rose and fell almost without warning, yet still created a flowing sensation, and the tempo never dropped. With his trained ear, Tom heard the notes as they carried gently through the inn, the building providing an acoustic despite its manager deference to music.

There were no words spoken on this tune, at least not as he played it now, and as he blew the final note he reached for the alE while looking expectantly towards the bar for a sign of whether to continue or not.

~Winds of Fate- A Thief's Adventure~

Eron Faeris

Currency: 23 bits 1 coin
Ammunition: 10 Arrows

Gender: Female
Age: 25
Race: Human
Origin: Slums of Guillan
Attire: Simple dark Cloth (Silent Movement, Little Defense)
Demeanor: Closed off, Quiet when confronted, Calculating
Flaws:

- Eron often refuses to speak her mind, regardless of whether she knows she's right or not. As a result she's easily ignored, and is pushed out of mind.

- Greed. When Eron catches upon something of vakue she is drawn to it, sometimes forgoing her own safety if the prize is worth it.

Skillsets

Lockpicking- 2
Stealth- 3
*Archery- 4
Scaling- 4
Moving Silently- 2

Background:

Born in the Slums of Guillan, and raised on its streets, the first decade of Eron's life was a flash of sickness, misery and terror. Whatever hope of a normal life she had died in the gutters of the High King's city like so many children Eron once knew. In a life where you're only as valuable as whatever you managed to steal, it was less important to be social than it was to be skilled. Words washed away, but bits were solid. Eron learned quickly that while her hands may not have been the most deft, there was always an open window somewhere, and you simply had to be willing to reach it.

Things evolved naturally from there, and she formed a true gift for climbing. As soon as she could afford it, she bought herself a sturdy Shortbow and enough Ammunition to deal with any rooftop patrols, making navigation between the deadly drops a breeze. A dagger added at her waist to handle anyone that might hear her quiet noises and she was ready to carve out a better life for herself out of the homes of others.

Personal Effects:

Sturdy Shortbow
Rusty Dagger
Leather Quiver with 10 Arrows
Dark Cloth Attire (Silent Movement, Minimal Protection)
Small set of picks
Her first stolen Gold Coin

Avelierys - Original Fantasy World (CLOSED - Indefinite hiatus)

The Golden Gryphon - Tomas

Tomas glanced around him as he tried to recall whether he'd ever travelled to this Inn before. With so many years on the road it was a distinct possibility he had, but after visiting so many inns he felt almost ashamed to admit they all tended to feel familiar after awhile. He extended a hand towards the barkeep with a flash of his signature smile. "It seems I'm in great need of somewhere to stay, and something about the Gryphon feels like home. The name is Tomas De'Sean, but you might have heard of me by a number of other names; Salty Tom, or perhaps Tom De'Salt. You of course can call me Tom, and to answer your question, it's more of what I can do for you!"

He reached down to his hip, and as his hand reached his belt a look of shock would reach his face and he snapped back to the thickly muscled barender, "Blessed Empress Lad, can you hear that?" He panicked as he stepped towards the door, before turning back around and stopping the man from leaving his post. Tom locked eyes with the man once more, this time on the verge of terror. "A dire sign indeed my boy..." A blur of motion to the man's left and Tom was beside him, chuckling lightly with his flute in hand.

"There's no music Lad! How can anyone be expected to truly enjoy a meal in an establishment such as this without the proper ambience! Give me a place to rest my head, and a warm meal in my belly, and each night I'll entertain your fine guests..." he leaned in a bit closer to the man's ear, as if to share a secret between them. "And I'll guarantee we both walk away pockets heavy with their fine silver as well."

Avelierys - Original Fantasy World (CLOSED - Indefinite hiatus)

Got my post up

Avelierys - Original Fantasy World (CLOSED - Indefinite hiatus)

Earlier that Morning - Outside of Averine

The ground was hard. Harder than he preferred and certainly harder than most beds he'd ever slept in, but a life on the road made a bed of almost anything and with few better options in sight Tomas had made the best of a bad situation. Just as he always had. Standing to stretch he let out a low groan as his tense muscles and stiff joints flexed back into operation all the while with his eyes on the path stretching ahead of him, the path that would eventually lead to Averine.

Gathering his thin bedroll off the ground and rest of his meager belongings his thoughts drifted to the obvious topic of how long it had last been since he set foot in the city. As he pushed through the heavy thicket which shielded the small clearing from sight of the main road he decided that it had been years. Finally as he brought his flute to his lips to play a song as he walked he tried his best to surpress the giddiness in his stomach. It seemed that even despite how much time he'd spent in the grand old city, he would always be excited to be back.

Presently - Averine

Gold coins clinked together against the bar 6as thirsty patrons traded their hard earned wage for the comforts of a heavy ale and good company. Tomas breathed deeply through his nose as the smell of fresh baked bread and other hot foods wafted from the kitchen, and he couldn't bother to keep the smile from his face. He liked it here. He hadn't caught the name of the Tavern as he'd entered, brought in by the jovial shouting and bursts of laughter before he had even realized what it was, but now seeing the building take on a life of it's own he knew he exactly what the bar lacked. Him.

Wide eyed with wonder, and a grin to match Tomas approached the man behind the bar, and did his best to earn the man's attention. As the burly bartender turned to face him, Tomas gave a slight bow "Greetings and well met. Forgive a foolish question, but what's the name of this place?"

Avelierys - Original Fantasy World (CLOSED - Indefinite hiatus)

[Sees someone else post in Character thread] ... Oh no. What terrible thing have I begun?

Avelierys - Original Fantasy World (CLOSED - Indefinite hiatus)

What time is it in game? Mid-afternoon or so?

Avelierys - Original Fantasy World (CLOSED - Indefinite hiatus)

So what's my best choice for jumping in? Just an intro post, or is there some method to this as well?