Marcus Templeman's Story

Issachar Remæus stumbles out of the void, seemingly tripping over his cloak. After collecting himself, he notices the nearby local.

Oh, hello there!

he greeted, dusting himself off.

Mind telling me where, ah... this is?

he asked, looking at the man inquisitively.

Marcus Templeman noted the man who approached from afar and once he was in close proximity to one another Marcus greeted the man in kind by nodding his head lightly, from there he adjusted the top of the black suit which he currently wore. "Greetings. You are in the oldest city of Eupheim. The locals call it Vardornus." he paused "You are in luck I am sort of new here myself after being away for many years. Though in a different sort of way." he said with a mild laugh. "What suits your fncy..." he paused one again "Oh forgive me. I should have introduced myself. My name is Marcus...Templeman." he said as he moved his right arm up and extended his hand for the man, However weather or not if the man would accept such a gesture would be for Ramaeus to decide.

Issachar Remæus eagerly shook the man's hand, and followed up quickly with a nod towards beyond the square.

Which way to the city gates? North, south? East, or west, perhaps?

he skipped, pausing only for a moment before he realized his mistake.

Oh, I'm Remæus. Issachar of the Realms.

he haphazardly mumbled, as if it meant nothing to him.

Marcus Templeman listened to the man a moment as he even stated his name which Marcus nodded to "It is good to meet you Remaeus, Issachar of the realms." he said as if the entire title rolled off his tongue. After exchanging a hand shake with Remaeus, Marcus moved his hand from the man's own hand and he started looking around briefly "You know so much has changed through the years since I was last here..." he paused "But if I had to guess the city gates would be toward the west." he said then raising his left arm and pointed with a single digit of his hand to indicate the direction.

Come. Walk with me.

he said, motioning for Marcus to follow him as he meandered westward.

Marcus Templeman nodded his head and followed Remaeus through the city and moving to the western gate.

/west

Issachar Remæus strode slowly through the street, peering curiously at the surroundings, which were hazy to him at the moment.

So, tell me the name of this wonderous promenade.

he asked, admiring the city's architecture.

Marcus Templeman "Well...I don't really remember much from reading about it." he paused briefly as his hazel eyes gazed out toward the city and it's gothic architecture while he walked along side Remaeus. "But what I do know is Vardornus was built sometime in the middle ages. I'd say between 800AD and 1000AD. It is currently the oldest city within Eupheim. Any citizen here and the surrounding areas will tell you the same." he paused "Sometime during it's early formation the king and queen's children were abducted never to be seen again ." he said "To this day no one knows who took them." he added. Marcus turned his head and looked down the street, as he focused his gaze there for a moment only his eyes would turn solid black for a split second as one of the cars parked on the side of the street disappeared and in it's place was a Black 1970 Ford Oldsmobile Cutlass 442. In perfect condition for a vehicle of it's time and one of two that Marcus owned.