Ara Miyora's Story

Ulan followed the others toward the bar with a small nod. He walked in these places weren't his favorite but a small glass of wine would not hurt. He found a seat with the others and ordered a glass of red wine. He tried to listen to the others but was not sure what exactly to talk about. "So what brings you all here to this um city?" He asked with a smile.

Ulan removed his bow leaning it on the stool he was seated on. Honestly he couldn't wait to be on his way out of this dreadful place but he needed to make some money and sell this damned watch he nabbed of his previous client. The man seemed to have "Run short." After Ulan had managed to convince him to pay a higher price than they had previously agreed upon before they're journey. He was a pretty good talker and could talk his way out of most situations though he had learned that the hard way.

Keiran followed in silence as everyone began to fetch drinks around the bar, ignoring small things like brawls and drinks. He simply sat at the table where everyone else was gathering and followed with the niceties when they'd all gotten their drinks.

"The name's Keiran Greywind, I hail from way out in the wilds. In truth I only came into the city on a whim, and find myself rather keen to leave again if this is what society's like all the time." He'd sheathed his weapons before they'd entered the establishment, but that didn't mean he'd let his guard down. Even when he was talking, his eyes flitted from person to person in the building...not about to let one get in a move he couldn't see...habits from living alone in the wilderness.

With a smile Edric noticed how Sam stood up for himself. Someone was quickly adjusting to the free life. As he received his pint, Ara got in a fight as well. As he put his pint down she made short work of her assailants before he could do more. That woman could fight, especially for an elf. Her choice of drink only made him respect her even more. With his pint in his hand he moved towards the table, making sure to sit down with his back to a wall. He doubted anyone would pick a fight with him, but their actions had definitely made them many en enemies. He placed his warhammer next to him, clearly in sight, and enjoyed his drink.

When he saw how vigilant Keiran was, he relaxed and leaned back in his chair. The man would clearly spot any trouble long before he could. With a smile he turned towards Ulan and answered him:
"Ah, a good question indeed, though I'm afraid my motives are rather trivial. I seek glory and coin but until I find those, alcohol and women will have to suffice. I must admit, they provide a welcome distraction from this messy city. Honour is rare and chivalry is pretty much dead around here. I dislike this place," he emptied his pint and ordered another one before continuing, "though it's still better than my home, at least things happen here. I suppose that means I'll stick around until an opportunity arises but not a second longer. Either that or until I run out of money, but I would like to prevent that from happening. Nobody here has by any chance heard of interesting jobs for a warrior?" he asked eagerly. His last job had been some time ago and badly paid on top.

Samuel sat down next to Edric and smiled as he set his pint down on the table with a light tapping sound as it hit the table. " If you are looking for a job the Bar keep here keeps a tap on all the info and rumors flowing around these parts.. Also he just might have some job requests as well " Sam took a small sip of ale, his eyes cringed a bit as he swallowed the drink for the first time. he has never had a drink before this and wanted to have one with the man that saved him. " thank you all very much.. I might be dead if it was not for you wonderful people.."

Ulan listened to them all and took particular interest in what Samuel had said. Ulan really did need some money but he was sick of doing all sorts of small jobs he really wanted something that would pay off. He sipped his wine quitely as he sat with the others. "It's really no problem." He said though he still wondered why he had stopped to help this man in the first place it really wasn't something he normally did.

Ara had downed the Rum in one go and seemed to feel fine for the moment, "Never thought I'd be saving lives." she mumbled to herself as she listened to Sam, she still felt out of place being an elf, especially one that can drink some strong Rum. She looked over at Sam, "It's no problem, I felt that you did nothing wrong" she said with a smile, "and apparently the others thought the same thing" she said with a light smile, she felt better than she usually did with the actions she had made, and she looked at the barkeeper, "So what bounties do you know of?" she asked.

the barkeeper looked over that the rag tag group setting in his bar " well yall look strong .... I think I got something you might like" after a bit he found the bounty paper and walked over to the group " Wanted dead or alive.... the man you after is called Sorn nightsky, he is a bandit that been terrorizing the trades routes around these parts " He possed abit looking around the room " They don,t have any isea what he lookes like, just that he leaves a path of destruction in his wake " the barkeep leened in close " the bounty on his head is 3000 gold coins for the one that bring him in alive, If dead the reward is 2000 gold coins"

Edric studied the bounty paper with a focused frown and scratched his head before passing it along. His hands were already itching at the thought of facing this man. Sorn was clearly rather infamous, taking him down would definitely spread the word of the mighty Edric Stonehammer. It seemed this day was getting better and better. With a slight smile he turned towards the barkeep.

"Sorn Nightsky, what a fancy name," Edric mused as he emptied his tankard. He sat up straight and raised his voice slightly, "The man sounds dangerous and he is seemingly doing his best to live up to that image. Still, for 3000 coins I'm willing to chance it. I'm sure he's a capable warrior, but I am more than just capable and the same could be said for us all here, no? Thanks for the information, I'll definitely make good use of it," he concluded before turning towards his companions:

"What do you guys, and girls, say? Are you up for some bandit hunting? Because I definitely feel like getting my hands on this Sorn fellow. Our previous cooperation, while short, was rather successful. A continuation of this partnership, if I may use the word so freely, might prove lucrative for us all, granting us coin, fame and perhaps even some local goodwill," Edric emptied his tankard and surveyed his companions, "so, who is with me? I'm aware nobody knows what he looks like, but if he's truly such an avid trade route raider, it should not be too hard to find and capture him in the name of justice!" Edric slammed his fist onto the table to emphasize those last words words.