Aarti's Story

With in the shade of a gnarled Oak lay a young mage, his skin bronzed by the sun and drapped in exotic linens and furs. He was dead to the world unaware of the siblings passing him on the way to a certain witch magical emproium, his slumbering mind how ever was trained to one sounds. That of a small tin bell attached to to fishing rod that lead to a bend in a near by creek were a cat fish and guppys gathered. And almost as if the river was watching over him the bell began to sing its merry chime, for at the end a the line was a small cat fish feasting merrily on piece of cucumber placed upon the hook.

Waking up in a startle Aarti scampered over the his line to seeing what he had caught, only to fine a happy but deminutive catfish munching away at its latest meal. displeased with the catch he grabbed to fish and flund it into the river befor something caught is eye. A boy and a girl walking in tandam towards the town, he couldnt help but smile to him self.

"Lura, Alastair how be ye" he called out befor waving his left hand.

Aarti couldnt help but chuckle at Luras comment, he was a fishman and nothing short of the great spirits them selves would stop him from getting to or finding a living body of water. But as much as he loved to toot his own horn and bask in his prowess as an angler his catch today was miserable. Every sigle fish he had caught had been far to small, and they were simply wasting his bait.

"Truthfully my catch has been dismal, barily anything worth keeping " Aarti sighed alound befor waving his hand and beconning over a vase that held a single large brown and tan cat fish that patrolled the edge of the vase for a way to escape.

"Though you might want to he with him" He motioned to his leviathan who had hadgreat luck and had managed to corral a few dozen fighting fish into the shallow pool that Alastair happened kneeling by. As he said this one of the fish jumped in the air in attempt to escpae and in advertantly revealed its beautiful finnage.


Alastair looked at to pool of fish in awe, while he had seen exotic fish befor he had ever expected to find ones as beautiful as these in the forest the he played in as a child. "These are amazing" he said in quite awe, "Lura you have to see these!".

(Just so you know Wild, Alastair and Alastair Fable are two different characters. One Alastair was from a guy who attempted to role play here before I was even ready and he was just like "lura, lura, where are you?" I didn't like him just starting the role play up like that and I didn't like him not capitalizing a character's name so I kicked him off the forum after he posted. It doesn't matter which one you use, but Alastair is the ghost of Alastair Fable.)

"Hm," Lura sounded through pursed lips as she turned to face Evelyn. "Oh, I was just catching it. Not to eat of course, but to possibly cage like Aarti's cat fish. I don't really care now though it got away, so it can live how it pleases."

She looked closely at Evelyn's face and noticed the glaring tattoo over her left eye. "I want that..." Lura groaned as she pointed at Evelyn's tattoo, "You must be really popular for having such an awesome thing on your face. I only hear people from the country Bilva get tattoos though, so I don't want to have to travel out of my way to get one unless I have someone go with me."

Obviously what Lura said must have sounded ridiculous because for the moment both Aarti and Alastair ignored her. Aarti was concerned about his fishing and Alastair about who knows what, let's just say he watched the fishes swim about more instead of his sister since he knew they weren't weird at all.

Evelyn grinned, "Well then, that's lucky for the fish. After all, it likes to swim free in the stream." She shot Aarti and Alastair a knowing look. She could tell that Lura was... unique. Evelyn surveyed the trio, taking in each persons attire, pose, facial expression, and equipment. After sever more minutes of observation Evelyn decided they weren't a threat plopped down by the side of the stream. She took off her sandals and dangled her feet in the water.

Evelyn let let out a sigh of contentment before responding to Lura's tattoo remark, "Personally I love to travel, alone or with friends. Bilva is a beautiful land." Evelyn made gentle ripples in the water with her toes and watched and the fish swam to and fro. She enjoyed being out in the forest, it was peaceful.

Evelyn looked up form the stream, "I'm Evelyn, by the way, and you guys are...?" Evelyn asked. She figured if she was going to crash these strangers fishing party she may as well introduce herself.

"I'm Lura, and the other two are smart enough to introduce themselves or not, so they can go ahead and do so whenever they want." Lura said as she stepped out of the water and sat down next to Evelyn. Water dripped down her legs and soaked the low cut grass along the river bed as she did, but she didn't care that she had just gone for a swim.

Lura had not seen Alastair or Aarti continue on with what they were doing while she focused on Evelyn, but she figured that since the two were awkwardly silent they had chosen to ignore her for the moment. Lura decided to continue making their silence seem less awkward by speaking more. Lura added to her strange slightly introduction, "So do you really come from Bilva? You look like you'd come from Malena rather than from there Evelyn. If you do then what's your home town like? I hear that most of the places that are considered villages, towns, and cities are covered in terrible amounts of sand. I'd hate to see what that would do to one's skin."

Aarti being the quite man that he was simply waved at the newest arrival to the little river side party.

"Every thing in Bilva is sandy, the men, the women, the children, the animals; as much as I miss my home Im quite content her and Im sure you wouldnt enjoy your self there at all" he called out befor returning to his fishing rod. "And if anything she too pale, poor thing would combust the moment shed set foot on the sand sea"

"I heard that the sunshine is good there though so I'm starting to wonder if it's all that bad. If I were to go there for example would I be able to work on my tan? Probably... Although, Aarti, what you say is most likely true I doubt Evelyn wouldn't mind going there herself to find out what it's really like." Lura responded to Aarti's comment speaking in a slightly irritated tone. He seemed to really be ignoring her today.

When Lura finished speaking she felt a drop of water land on her nose, then more as a sudden down pour came. "It's raining!" she cried as she looked up into the sky.

Suddenly a plume of flame erupted next to her and a lady with long black hair was standing next to Lura. "Where have you all been?" the woman asked. She looked towards Evelyn when she noticed the girl dressed like a fortune teller and said, "Sorry suddenly appearing here like this, but I'm not sure I know you. I suppose you're someone new that all these children from Malena just met." Amelia paused for a moment and closed her eyes, "It doesn't feel like the rain is going to stop, so why don't we all go ahead and leave the outskirts of Malena here and go some place dry. I can offer my shop for just the thing."

Amelia looked from Lura to Alastair to Aarti to Evelyn and added, "I'm sure the the blue haired boy, Alastair Fable, his sister, Lura, and their friend, Aarti, know me, but I'm not sure you do at all."

Amelia stretched out her hand to Evelyn and said, "My name is Amelia and I run a magic shop in town. We can get better acquainted later, but I'm going to let you all come to my shop to get out of the rain."