Tazlure

As she settled in to her studies Harm found it beginning to flow. Many letters that had originally looked completely foreign to her began to jump to her mind as variations of symbols she had seen on signs, boat hulls, etc. The self-taught lessons on lettering and basic words went on for another mark...

Settling down, Harmony began to realize just what she had let herself in for. There seemed to be no end to the rules, and exceptions to the rules, and exceptions to exceptions to the rules, about how words were written. The was for example, the entire concept of capitalization . Most of the capital ...

"I have never believed in coincidence. That we are here, together, bound by the need to understand the fire spirits is no accident. I don't think the idea is to clean up here and then head out to meet the spirits. After all, as beings of Aether, they can be pretty much anywhere on Tether that t...

Find the books she wanted was not so much difficult, as time consuming. The Lycaeum truly was a repository of knowledge. Everything she might have wanted to know about airships, thier design, capacities, history, even one volume of art and stories called "Eros and Airships" that would have...

“Do I dream of fire? No, not any more.” Dartimos sighed, a long low sound like a bellows being left to close of its own weight. “I used to dream of the fire, and when I did at first I thought I might be going mad. I have come to believe that dreams are the easiest place for spirits to communic...

The spoon stopped forgotten, halfway to Datimos's lips as Rowena uttered that last sentance. Slowly, he set it to rest back in the steaming bowl of stew. "Lost it? How can you loose it? From everything I learned from Master Benito, skill in Magik is a matter of grounding, centering, and directi...

The ale sat in Darti's hands, not forgotten, but not important right now. His attention was focused on Rowena and her story. As Rowena spoke there was a flash in his memory of those last days. Rowena's certainty that Tenebrak's death was a murder and not magic studies gone awry. His impulsive, and p...

Dartimos steepled his fingers as he spoke. "I would guess your troubles come in two kinds. The first is from Mr. Halton and his ilk (the sarcasm in the smith's voice was clear and unhidden). I have already met Wallham's lacky and wasted no time telling him exactly what I thought of him. So you ...

With a gentle hand on her shoulder Dartimos led Rowena over and seated her in one of the wooden chairs, turning it to face away from the table. He grabbed the second chair and brought it around so once he sat down the two of them were facing each other, knees almost touching. He waited patiently, no...

"No, not flowers. I'm working as a blacksmith in Pax, and came out here to sell pots, horseshoes, and knick-knacks. I actually left the college shortly after you were forced out. It became clear that what I needed to learn was not what the Masters were teaching so for now I am using Fire as a t...

In the fading eveningtide light, Ally led Dartimos up the steep trail to the manor. Just before the path led to the manor gate, the boy took the left hand fork that the smith had noticed when he had visited the manor a few burns earlier. The small trail climbed steeply but then fell away sharply. A...

Dartimos shook his head sadly as the innkeeper talked. "She has been through enough already." "Come on Ally," he continued turning toward his newfound friend. Lets go see if Rowena is taking visitors.. OOC: Sorry to see be so short, but I need to know if we can see her or not bef...

I have to disagree with Shaeliana here. I am also playing a half-giant blood worshiper. Mnnaguth loves the old battle chants and poetry. The deep rythems and drumming help take him to the altered state he finds himself in battle. If anything, he would be less likely to engage in Pan's Joy. He is a s...

"I would love to avoid Halton", if he'll let me going unspoken through Darti's mind. Being only a couple years older than Ally, Dartimos had to smile at the barkeeper's comment. "I met him on my way up from Pax, and gave him a lift. A long ride is always shorter when shared." He ...

"Apologize, yes. Grovel, no." Dartimos held his voice calm, his speech and body language giving no evidence of the adrenaline rushing through his blood. Even as the original words had come out of his mouth, Darti realized he had let himself be goaded much to easily. Trouble aimed at himsel...

It is her. Dartimos thought to himself. "Its not my place to say anything without her permission." Darti said,rising to his feet and pulling out coin to cover the beers. "But come on. I want to go see her if its not to late. We can come back to enjoy another beer and laugh at the ign...

"A Mouthie?" asked Dartimos. Nah, it couldn't be. Maybe it is, that would explain why no one in Pax had heard of her. Rowena is not a uncommon name, and remember she was studying to be a mage at Ghearan. She was not interested in spirits. I know, but still it couldn't hurt to ask. Darti's ...

Fire Spirits! The words echoed in Darti's ears. With the flash of memory that had happened while he was grooming Taddy he was, primed , to hear those words. In fact he almost missed the next words out of Allys mouth, but it was a good thing he didn't. "They blame her for the fire? What fire? N...

Dartimos took a long slow pull at the ale, as much to give himself time to think as to enjoy the strong, bitter bite of the local brew. "As an outsider, I am not sure that I have any place in this discussion. But I might mention a couple of things I noticed. First is what you just said. That Ro...

"Then it seems it is Alicia that I owe my thanks to for this opportunity. If you would let her know that I do have a gift for her and would like the chance to express my thanks in person whenever it is convenient for her I would be grateful." Giving Barton a firm handshake Dartimos turned ...

As he had first entered Dartimos had raised his hand toward the solidly built man tending bar, intending to bring a couple of ales with him when he met Ally, but as he saw the nervous look on his new friends face, his hand dropped to his side. Walking across the room he noticed the silence. If this ...

OOC: Edited the above per your note. Actually, I had not thought that the Lord himself had written the letter. I figured he had a seal or chop affixed as authentication. It was currently operated by two gnomes. One was leading a donkey which was tied to a rope that operated the hoist. A few sacks o...

The walk had not taken that long and the sun was not completely down when Dartimos arrived at the tavern. The lights had been lit thoough so a cheerful glow came out the door to light his way. Voices could be heard from inside creating a wall of sound, but as he approached the door Dartimos could no...

"Dartimos Hammer, a smith from Pax with goods to trade and sell." Dartimos reached inside the pocket of his shirt for the letter bearing the chop of Lord Magnifius. It was signed by Rufus Whallam, and it confirming his Lordship's order for the knives and tools that he was purchasing as wel...

"I think I will head up to the mannor first. I already made arrangements to stay there, and it would be rude not to meet the Lord and present my gift to him first. Besides, Taddy did all the hard work getting us here. I really need to see that he is properly brushed and bedded down. I tell you ...