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located in Emeralia, a part of Quest: The Dragon of the Dungeon, one of the many universes on RPG.

Emeralia

The capital of the human kingdoms.

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Tuon listened attentively as Awl continued on his story-telling and when Awl, indicated that they should leave the tavern, for the bartender, who was eyeing him suspiciously seems like he wanted to be alone. Tuon dug into his inner coat where he hides some of his travel money and placed a full bag of coins, the last few such bags of his, on the table before leaving. Tuon did not feel sorry for the earthquake but he did feel sorry that the bartender had to take such damage for the stupidity of human actions.

As they left the tavern, Tuon listened as Awl went on about how his story, the similarities in both their stories were striking, yet despite their similarities, their differences too were distinct. “For us Zaggyar, it is a different story. As the Bayar are a special lot amongst the Zaggyar, the first Bayar established a temple hidden deep within the Rothen Wastelands and each new child Zaggyar are tested for the ability to use magic from our adulthood ceremony and brought to the temple to undergo training. We came from no clan and all clan, in times of emergencies; we are the uniting factor of the entire Zaggyar race.” As Tuon finished, he let Awl go on with his story.

Stopping at a small crossroads from where they left the tavern, Tuon noticed that Awl was looking at something but did not manage to see what before he turned his attention back to Tuon again. Tuon listened with great interest as Awl described the purpose of his visit and as he paused, a look of pure surprise was on his face; it was as if Awl had no intention to reveal what he had just said and would do anything to take it back. As he resumed, Tuon realized that Awl was asking him a question. He smiled as he replied and bowed deeply enough for a king, a mark of respect amongst the humans which he learned.

“My name is Tuon Rila Zagtayar. Rila is my family name and Zagtayar is my clan name. Bayar of the Zaggyar race and traveler of the human nations. It is my pleasure to meet you, Awl, Shaman of the Tui.” When he finished, he bowed once again. “My apologies if I have offended you. We of the Zaggyar prefer formal greetings and it seems that I must be losing my way to have forgot such an important part of our culture.”

Just then, a gong ringed in the distance, calling for a curfew and for citizens to return to their inns or the inns opened by the city watch.

“Well, my friend, would you care to accompany me back to an inn opened by the city watch, so that we may enjoy the young night together. And perhaps we might even learn what is plaguing this city, what say you?” And Tuon’s eyes was once again flashing with the yellow of excitement and ecstasy.