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Connor LeMonte

"There's always calm before the storm."

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a character in “The Tribes of Imos”, as played by darkune

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The lonesome tribe that hides itself from the others.

Description

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Full Name
Connor LeMonte

Age
25

Gender
Male




Tribe
Shapeshifter

Position in the Tribe
Leader




Negative Traits
Incredibly stubborn; Gets childish in stressful situations; Has a small inferiority complex

Positive Traits
Loyal till the end; Kind; Determined; Compassionate

Sexual Preference
Straight

Likes
Hunting; Playing with kids; Talking; Flying; Thunder

Dislikes
Fighting; Being Emotional; Lightning; Being Alone

Fears
Losing Friends; Fire; Lightning; Failing
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Personality Description
Connor, like many guys his age, is a strong and charismatic guy who just so happened to have earned the title of Leader of the Shapeshifter Tribe. Although he often has a smile painted on his face, Connor buries his anguish and frustration deep within himself. This repression has led to him being unable to truly open himself up to strangers and has severely drained his ability to make lasting connections with anyone other than Bubby (His Eagle).

Biographical History
Connor was born in a small house just outside of Northpass with a blacksmith father and a seamstress mother. He had an elder brother Daniel, to whom Connor adored. Daniel, much to the dismay of Connor, didn't return the feelings of unconditional love and respect and would often undermine any accomplishments Conner achieved which started a destructive sibling rivalry between the brothers.

Connor was playing with a friend from the village one afternoon, when he saw a cloud of smoke rising above the village. Of course, being a twelve year old boy, Connor was enthralled by the idea of watching a fire. So Connor and his friend went to the source of the smoke, but when the source was taking them farther and farther out of the village Connor started to not run to the source but back to his home. Sadly the source and Connor's home were the same destination and he watched as his closest neighbors tried to quench the burning building, but to no avail. The home burned too thoroughly to recover any remains so Connor was left with the soul wrenching mystery of what happened that afternoon. Connor had no immediate family and was old enough at the time to effectively take care of himself, so that's exactly what he did. Connor became a hunter and by the age of fifteen owned his own home (However modest it may be).

At the age of Fifteen Connor was sent out into the woods to survive and find his Soul Animal, being a adequate hunter this task was far from difficult. On the fourth day Connor was attempting to kill a large rabbit when a massive bird swooped down from the trees and stole the prey. Distraught Connor chased the bird to see if he could find the nest and some eggs for breakfast. When he found the nest Connor was surprised by the most beautiful golden eagle and his sharp talons. After a short fight the bird and Connor both stopped and watched each other for what seemed like hours and for some reason developed a kinship. Connor somehow had just made a lifelong friend with a bird and the two became companions.

Years went by in what seemed like an instant and Connor had developed very superficial friendships with the people of the village. Even what seemed to be meaningful romantic relationships didn't last very long, no one could pierce the outer wall that Connor had built around himself after the accident that killed his family. For some reason Connor was selected as the next leader of the Tribe, which shocked more then just Connor when it was announced. Quite a bit of mystery surrounds Connors personal life so there could be something important enough to earn him the title there.




Hair Color
Brown

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Eye Color
Blue

Tattoos/Markings
Long talon shaped scars on his arms stretching to his shoulder.

Weight
168 lbs

Height
5'9

Brief Appearance Description
Connor is actually fairly average and has a muscular build and deep scars on his arms. His eyes are a light blue and have what sometimes look like flakes of gold sprinkled around his iris. His hair is a sandy brown much like his fathers and brothers just grown out a bit longer then theirs. His teeth are immaculate and his skin is very rarely blemished. As a teenager Connor was very fortunate, seeing what his male friends were going through. He is of average height and weight for a man of his age and is one of the best in shape that hunt for a living.




Carrying
A sword made by his father given to Connor's elder brother Daniel.
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Notable Skills/Abilities
Connor is the proclaimed strongest person in the Village of Northpass and defends that title with his life.

Soul Animal
The Golden Eagle, Tim (or Bubby depending on the situation)
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So begins...

Connor LeMonte's Story

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In the middle of the city, just by the tribe’s biggest house - the leader’s house, all the leaders live there while still ruling - sat Fi outside the vault. Or vault, it was a house where the tribe’s treasures were kept, things like gold, jewels, secret tunnels leading underground to the most secret things. The stones. Fi knew she guarded those stones but no one has ever told her why, they called them "The element stones" but there was only three of them. A blue, a brown and a deep red one.

Booring...

Fi looked up at the sky and yawned, it was nice weather today and here she was sitting all by herself with only a door and the scythe as company. She looked around at the people going around the square, looking at what the merchants had today, talking and having more fun than her. It was not like she was forbidden to talk with people while guarding. But she choose not to, she once nearly told a stranger about what she really was guarding. And since then she has only waved hi when people greeted her.

It was a peaceful day, some days where exhausting because people was bugging her about her job. Or just talking about how she should do more with her life than run around all day. Some days were a total chaos because someone had seen other tribes close by. When that happened she or someone else had to be inside that dark basement with the stones. She hated those days.

While she was playing around with the dust on the ground, making it fly around in circles one of the other guards came and smiled faintly. "Your shift is over, it's my time now."
Fi flew up from the chair, "Finally! Have fun." She smiled while grabbing her scythe and ran away as fast as she could.

Finally outside the village she exhaled, Free. She stretched her stiff body that was starting to hurt a little from sitting down for such a long time. No more chairs for today. She looked around at the forest surrounding her home smiling to herself, it was pretty. She ran a little further away from the village and then started climbing the highest tree she could see. It was a bit difficult because her body was still not that awake and she moved slowly. But she reached the top - or the highest place she could sit down at without breaking the branch, she looked out at the forest. The wind was swirling around her and tried to make her fall by pulling on her clothes. She looked down at the main road you traveled on to get to the village, Oh a person, oh... That's too bad, no white hair.

She closed her eyes and focused on dissolving herself, when she was completely gone or invisible she flew down from the branch and traveled along the road. When there was some space from her and the stranger she reappered with the scythe in hand smiling. "Well hello there stranger, may I ask why you are traveling on our land?"

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The sun reflected off the babbling brook as Connor walkedrode down the beaten path toward Airedale from the small mountain village of Northpass. It was hot and all Connor wanted to do was jump in the brook to cool off, but seeing as he had a ways to go before he reached the Airedale Connor couldn't afford the extra weight of wet clothes. Every so often he would pass by exhausted convoys coming from other villages and encountered random merchants trying to sell him their wares, but he couldn't waste time on talking with them when he had his own mission to handle. Earlier that week Connor had been told by the elder's of the village of Northpass that Connor should go to Airedale and observe the Leader's House and make sure that the leaders of Imos didn't know of the Shapeshifter tribe. The next day Connor set off on his horse Garus and with his eagle Tim toward the Leader's house in Airedale.

A shriek pierced through the air above Connor as a shadow passed over him going at incredible speeds. "Bubby! You've been gone for hours, I was getting worried. So do you have breakfast?" Connor said to the eagle as it dropped a wounded rabbit down on his lap causing Connor to yelp. The rabbit awoke and started to fight Connor trying to get away from the hunter. Connor was easily scared by the animal and the two toppled off of the horse and landed on the ground with a loud thud. Tim quickly subdued the animal and laughed at the embarrassed leader. "You know not to drop things on me unless I ask you to." Connor laughed and started a fire next to the road to cook the rabbit that Tim was ready to start tearing apart. "Share Bubby." Connor asked with an outstretched hand to which Tim tore the rabbit in half and gave Connor the second half and started his breakfast.

After cooking his breakfast Connor got back on the road with Tim perched on his shoulder drifting off to sleep. "You tired bud?" Connor asked as he picked the bird off his shoulder and laid him in Connor's lap. The bird was Connor's best friend and this wasn't the first time Connor had carried the bird when he was tired. Ever since the boy was fifteen the two were inseparable from anything. Although Tim had raised a few families and Connor had grown into the position of village leader nothing had torn the two apart in that time. Tim was the loving brother Connor had always wanted, but never received. The bird squawked and settled himself in the lap of his friend and Connor finally saw the village of Airedale in the distance. "We're here Tim, wake up." Connor said giving the bird a small shake and gave him enough room to take off into the air.

The village was modest like most others and had a foggy haze about it. Houses had billows of smoke coming out of the chimneys, it was about lunch time so that was normal for families cooking over a fire. Airedale was far more bustling then Northpass ever would be. Northpass was a back-country village with a main export of meat products while Airedale was one of the four main villages in Imos. It was even known for housing all of the Leader's of the main villages. While Connor was in awe over the beauty of the village, a young woman snuck up on him startling Connor and asked him, "Well hello there stranger, may I ask why you are traveling on our land?" Connor fell off his horse and hit the ground with a yelp. "Why would you sneak up on somebody like that?!" Connor asked while picking himself off the ground and looking at the scythe the girl was holding. With one hand in his saddle bag clutching onto the sword that his father gave him Connor answered her, "Well I came to open a shop somewhere in the city. My village isn't able to support my families business anymore." Connor gave a reason for him to be there which really wasn't a lie. Northpass wasn't able to support his hunting business anymore, in fact he was having product that went to waste even if he gave it away to the needy.

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Slightly surprised when the stranger fell off his horse Fi started laughing, she couldn't help it. It looked so funny. The shocked expression, the yelp, the floundering legs and arms while falling. She laughed so hard she had to lean against the scythe to not fall herself.

"Why would you sneak up on somebody like that?! Well I came to open a shop somewhere in the city. My village isn't able to support my families business anymore."

After collecting herself she brushed away the tears in her eyes and straightened up. While tilting her head to the side she silently started to inspect him. Murtovaara? No, he didn't have that harsh look they had. Maybe Lakeshore he did have blue eyes, but it didn't feel right. She couldn't tell where he came from and it gave her a unsettled feeling in her gut. Maybe he had traveled really far and where from places they didn't even knew they existed, maybe another country?

"I wouldn't call it sneaking up, I simply flew down to you. I guess you're not from around here since you don't know? Say, where are you from stranger?"

A shop... I don't know about that, what should I do? I don't know! Should I tell him to go away or ask Noir? Oh no! It's her day off. Should I ask anyway? Nah, she probably wouldn't like that. Who do I ask then? Maybe I should just let him inside. She looked around, trying to see if there were people hiding by the trees. She couldn't see anyone, the only thing she could see was the eagle circling in the air above them. It gave her the creeps, it didn't feel right. Maybe it was just a pet, but the eagles stare made her turn her gaze away in terror.

"Well, I'm not the one you should be talking to about a shop and such. But I can't see no harm in letting you inside, you seem tired so you may rest here for tonight and tomorrow our leader will decide what to do about your request." She smiled slightly and put down the scythe still grasping it tight while looking around for movement in the darkness. Please let this be a wise choice, if this turns out to be an ambush I don't know what will happen to me. She sighed and stepped to the side giving him enough room to pass her with his horse, she wanted to keep him in sight and if that would be possible he had to walk in front of her.

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Okay Connor so far so good, just don't do anything too stupid. He smiled gripped the sword seeing the scythe once more. "Where I come from appearing next to someone is called sneaking up on them. Although your right I'm definitely not from around here." He laughed and released his grip seeing as she wasn't looking like she was about to use that scythe. Connor gave a small exhale and took his hand out of the saddle bag and looked up at Tim after seeing the girl looking away from the eagle.

"Don't be scared, he's a friend of mine and looks a lot scarier then he acts." Connor gave a smile and pierced the air with a high pitched whistle calling Tim to come down. Tim shrieked and landed on the leather guards on Garus's saddle without taking his eyes off of the girl. "Bubby don't be rude." Connor told the eagle and the bird cawed at him and started to dig around in the saddle bag. "Sorry about him, he misses his family. We've been traveling for a lot longer then he's used to." Connor pulled out a few berries out of the bag and Tim quickly started to peck at them.

"Come on Garus." Connor pulled the horse past the girl and watched as the girl kept an eye on him as he entered the village. Watch out Connor, this could get bad fast. He thought and looked around at the lively village. "You asked earlier where I was from. You probably don't know the place, but its a small village called Northpass. We're known for Winter goods and hunting exports, so we aren't really that important." Connor scratched his head and watched as his bow and arrows bounced around on the side of the horse and turned his attention back to the girl who was behind them.

"Are you just going to stand there and make sure we aren't attacking you or are you going to show me where to go?" Connor laughed knowing that Airedale was trying its best to remain neutral in the conflicts between the larger villages. "I'm Connor by the way, and that's Tim and Garus. What's your name?" Connor pointed to his companions and held out his hand toward her.

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Noir had hardly left the dirt road when an odd tingling began in the base of her spine, she turned, spotting an abnormality at the entrance to the village. One of their best and brightest was allowing a stranger to pass through. Curious and on guard, Noir changed course to approach the two. "Fi!" Noir called, her smile easy although her posture guarded. She crossed the space in a few long strides and looked up at the man on the horse before turning towards the girl, "I thought you would be on break by now," she moved to regard the stranger, sizing him up in case of a possible threat.

"To which of the villages do you hail from?" Noir asked; it was a simple question although the answer could carry much weight. There was no white hair on the male's head which made it quite obvious that he was not from around Airedale and the way he regarded the animal, the eagle, made it obvious that he was a bit...Err foreign.

Noir suddenly realized she might have just come across as rude, not even offering her name. "Please pardon my manners, I am Noir." She brushed her white hair over her shoulder, annoyed at her long locks. Noir didn't mean to hijack the conversation Fi and the stranger were having, but she wanted to be especially careful because of the the threat the Leader had received from the Fire Tribe nearly three days before and now a stranger suddenly appearing at their gates... It was odd, however coincidences did happen.

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(I was stressed by the problems I'm facing with this RP at the moment while writing this so it's a bit wrong sorry, I will make another one.)

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"Where I come from appearing next to someone is called sneaking up on them. Although your right I'm definitely not from around here."

Fi shrugged slightly, "Maybe I'm just a little too used to it then." He didn't say where he came from, that's bad.

"Don't be scared, he's a friend of mine and looks a lot scarier then he acts." The eagle flew down when he called for it, maybe it wasn’t so bad after all... But that stare was still way to scary, she kept as far away as she could leaning backwards. "Bubby don't be rude. Sorry about him, he misses his family. We've been traveling for a lot longer then he's used to."

"Oh," Fi relaxed a bit and swept away the bangs from her eyes, "Is that so." Still no answer to my question... is he avoiding it?

While he passed her with his horse she closely inspected what it carried, she did see him taking his hand inside the bag before. There's probably something really valuable inside, or a weapon, maybe something he doesn’t want to be found? She could not open the bag and take a look because he would notice and the outside didn't show any clues of it contest. It made her uneasy while standing still trying to decide what to do next.

"You asked earlier where I was from. You probably don't know the place, but its a small village called Northpass. We're known for Winter goods and hunting exports, so we aren't really that important."

Never heard of it, do we really trade with them? But I don't really have anything to do with things like that, so it's not that weird really... Maybe someone else know, probably they do.

"Are you just going to stand there and make sure we aren't attacking you or are you going to show me where to go? I'm Connor by the way, and that's Tim and Garus. What's your name?"

Just when she was going to open her mouth to answer she heard her name being called and looked that way. With growing anxiety she shrunk a little where she stood when Noir came towards them, Oh no, I did make the wrong choice... She doesn’t look that happy...

"I thought you would be on break by now."

Fi nodded slightly, "I was on my break when I noticed this man approaching the village. So I thought the wisest choice was to act at once since I was close by." She swallowed nervously and looked down on the ground where she hummed lightly on the foot against dusty road. "I can't see any threat in letting him inside to rest, he looked exhausted... And I would let you meet him tomorrow since it is your day off today."

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Connor was relieved, it seemed like the girl was finally going to let him go on his way when some other woman stopped the two for more questioning. This is even worse then my time hunting near Murtovaara, the random stopping and needless questioning is worse anywhere trying to remain neutral. Connor sighed and realized that he probably wasn't going to get into the city easily. It was at this time Connor took the time to watch as the smaller sized him up and the taller explained herself to the smaller. Connor then zoned out for a few moments trying to remember what his secondary plans were after making it into Airedale, Step one: Get into the village -Check-, Step two: Establish a reason to stay, Step three: Keep a low profile and await more instructions.

Connor was getting asked questions he'd already answered by some second lady that happened to walk by? Which begged the question, why were they so weary of strangers? Have I even done anything to deserve the suspicion? I really hope they don't treat all visitors like potential combatants. Connor thought with a smile on his face and a weak chuckle escaping his lips. "Listen I can just sleep outside the gates if that's necessary, it wouldn't be the first time I slept on the ground with a bed in walking distance." Connor stopped the slow moving group outside what looked to be the guard post just outside of the main gates.

"Really it wouldn't bother me at all to make a little camp outside, I just don't want to put anybody out." Connor laughed turning the horse around and looking at the two women before answering, "Pleased to meet you Noir. My name is Connor by the way and I'm assuming your Fi?" He laughed in a polite fashion and awaited more directions for what to do next from the smaller seeing as she was most likely calling the shots between the pair.

Although Connor was keeping his cool Tim and Garus were becoming unnerved by the sudden stress level in Connor's attitude. Tim was ready to fight and Garus wanted to run out of the gates, but to keep them calm Connor put a gentle hand on the horses side and over the birds wings. This told them that he wanted them to calm down without having to give them any verbal orders. They're getting really antsy, and I can't expect them to stay calm if anything were to happen. Connor thought as Tim and Garus calmed down for the time being.

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"Good call," Noir praised and took her hand off of her sword "No need, I can take him from here. Fi, if you have some time later I was looking to take someone with me into the forest." The female had been looking forward to practicing her wind technique and she knew you should never venture into the woods alone.

"The pleasure is mine," she turned to Connor, her posture relaxing a bit. "If you would follow me, I can show you where to go." Noir was always willing to help, even on her day off. The antsy bird stole her attention and her polite smile grew just the tiniest bit. Noir had a certain affection for birds, maybe it was because they could utilize the air as well, but watching them fly always struck her as beautiful.

"We would love to host you in our humble village," he hadn't answered her question as to where he hailed from, but he didn't appear to be from the Fire Tribe. No, those people were much more hostile and even if he was, it did not mean he meant any harm to their Tribe. She wasn't going to be rude and ask what he was doing here just yet, that could wait until he got settled. Not everyone had an agenda, he could just be a traveler from another village looking to peddle his wares or sell his stories.

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Noir, the smaller, seemed to be okay with allowing Connor to stay which honestly was a surprise. He was expecting the process of actually getting to stay to be far more laborious. "Thank you for showing me around Noir." Connor said sincerely as she started walking away and turned around to Fi giving her a warm smile and a wave goodbye. Realizing that Noir had started to leave him behind Connor briskly walked Garus back to her. Connor watched as a slight smile grew across Noir's face when she looked at Tim who tilted his head and looked back at his friend. Connor laughed a bit and nodded at the bird who again started to dig around in the saddle bag for food. "There's no more, we'll go out looking for more snacks tomorrow." Connor put his hand on the birds head who quickly pecked at his hand.

The eagle and horse were calming down now that the group was moving again. Something was still off about the situation to them, Tim was hungry, so Tim looked to Connor for the order. "Be back before dusk, and don't hurt anybody understand?" Connor looked at the bird who took off into the air and started looking for anything to snack on or the nearest berry bush.

After a bit of walking Connor spoke again to the woman that was leading him around. "You asked me earlier where I was from, I didn't mean to duck out of the question. I actually come from a small mountain town called Northpass. We don't do much so no body really cares about us, but thanks to a rapidly expanding hunting market we are able to take our goods to the major villages of Imos. I tell you all this because I know that during these times of suspicion, everyone needs a reason to do anything." Connor laughed a little bit talking about economics knowing that was the last thing that Connor expected to be doing when he got older.

Here I am playing secret dignitary to the Air village, I thought I told the elders that I just wanted to stay in my cabin and hunt all day. It's what I'm good at, not whatever this is. Connor gave a light chuckle and looked back to the sky for Tim who was out of site by the time. Garus was luckily the dumb silent type who who did as asked and had a very short memory for Connor's mistakes.

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"No need to thank me, as Leader it is my duty to greet guests." As well as to discover their intentions. She thought, nodding her head as he spoke. Northpass? She hoped her bemusement did not show on her face, Noir had never heard of such a village. How far was it from here? Was it in another country? No, he mentioned Imos so he was from somewhere within the territory. "Yes, these are pressing times. I fear that soon the Air Tribe's neutral position will be challenged." Unfortunately the Air Tribe's enemies were also very unpredictable and they could find themselves under ambush or siege at any moment.

"What are the main exports of your village?" Her curiosity had been piqued, she had never heard of such a place and wanted to know more about it. What kind of element did they wield? What was their stance on the war? "I don't mean to pry, but what business do you have within the Air Tribe?" They passed the Head Houses, where Village Leaders reside. They were making their way into the epicenter of the village now and were close to where he would stay for the night.

Had she ever met their Village Leader? Most likely not, Noir would have remembered meeting someone from such a strange location.

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"Pleased to meet you Noir. My name is Connor by the way and I'm assuming your Fi?"

Fi smiled slightly at him, "Yes that is correct."

Turning her gaze towards Noir, surprised by the praise, she was almost certain she would get scolded by not consulting anyone before letting him inside. A small blush spread on her cheeks being ridiculously happy inside by such a small thing. But still it was praise from the leader and she was always pleased by that.

"No need, I can take him from here. Fi, if you have some time later I was looking to take someone with me into the forest."

Fi nodded and sighed on the inside, Noir didn't have that much free time so she should use it to do things she liked, not being a leader like always. "If you say so, I'll withdraw from here and leave the rest to you. I will be just outside the village if you need me." Fi humble stepped back with her head still lowered like the head guard had told her was appropriate.

When they had started walking away from her she raised her head and followed them while they disappeared in the crowd. Connor as the stranger addressed himself looked back just before the lively streets swallowed them and waved, Fi smiled at that gesture. It was nice.

While looking around she sighed again, this day didn't turn out the way she wanted it too. If she had gotten it the way she wanted to, she had been far away from here by now. That possibility was gone now however, maybe she should just practice some more. She carefully put the scythe in place at the back and started walking out on the main road again looking up at the sky. It was that perfect weather for flying today, it's too bad that's not a choice anymore.

A little annoyed she kicked the ground so a cloud of dust flew up, tilting her head to the side she pointed one finger towards the cloud and started forming it into different shapes. Having it fly around in the air for a long time while playing with it, checking what she could do and what she couldn't, but in the end she sighed again and let it fall to the ground. I'm not amused. Kicking at the ground again but leaving the dust alone she started walking, Maybe I just take a stroll instead. If they need me they'll find me.

Placing her hands behind her back still with the wistful gaze at the sky, she continued to walk on the road.

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Connor LeMonte




"No need to thank me, as Leader it is my duty to greet guests." Noir told him but had a confused and amusing expression on her face. Leader? If I was here to attack this would be the best and easiest time for a sneak attack. He thought with a little laugh and turned his attention back to the confused look. "I know that face all too well. Not a lot of people visit Northpass so we're like this mythical village that no one knows exists." Connor laughed and listened to her talk about the Air Tribe's neutrality. That's a safe fear to have. This neutral thing they have going on isn't going to last much longer. He thought and continued to listen to her speak.

"What are the main exports of your village? I don't mean to pry, but what business do you have within the Air Tribe?" The leader asked multiple questions about his village and reasoning for being there so Connor had to have a legitimate answer. "Like I was telling Fi, we export mainly winter goods and most recently, within the last fifteen years, our hunting market has exploded. So now we have excess meat we don't know what to do with. We have no business to conduct with the Air Tribe, but we do wish to do business with the Air Tribe's main village Airedale." Connor smiled and quickly added, "In Northpass we don't define ourselves with one of the four main tribes."

They passed a string of homes which looked grand and timeless in the bustling town. Bingo, now just to keep watch. He gazed at the homes and looked up when he heard the cry of an eagle with dinner. Tim landed on the back end of the large horse and repositioned the rabbit he caught in his beak. "Good job Bubby." Connor exclaimed and put the rabbit in a second saddle bag under the primary one. The bird the quickly jumped up on the mans shoulder and continued to watch the woman leading them around the city.

"While I have you here, I wish to ask your permission to do something." Connor dismounted the horse and walked next to the woman as the eagle perched itself on the saddle holding the reins in position. "I told you earlier that the market for meat in Northpass has grown exponentially and we would like to start exporting and selling our unused meat in Airedale, with your blessing of course." He asked the leader who had just finished looking around the town center.

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Noir wasn't one to believe in fairytales, to her it was just some place she had yet to visit. "Like I was telling Fi, we export mainly winter goods and most recently, within the last fifteen years, our hunting market has exploded. So now we have excess meat we don't know what to do with. We have no business to conduct with the Air Tribe, but we do wish to do business with the Air Tribe's main village Airedale." Noir paused, they had a lot of outsiders that came to peddle their wares, but something about this boy was… Off to say the least.

"In Northpass we don't define ourselves with one of the four main tribes." It would only make sense since they were such a small village, at least that was the impression she was getting. Noir stayed silent while he spoke, her mind reeling until his eagle returned. "While I have you here, I wish to ask your permission to do something." Again she looked up at the stranger, Noir wasn't short in the least but he sat high upon his horse. "What sort of something?" She inquired.

"I told you earlier that the market for meat in Northpass has grown exponentially and we would like to start exporting and selling our unused meat in Airedale, with your blessing of course." Noir thought about it for a moment, she tried out the idea in her head of this man from the small "mythical" village selling meat on Airedale's market street. "I'm sorry, you may try to sell your meat here, but Airedale's market already has quite a few sellers." It was the truth, there was a group of hunters that went out in the morning and came back by high noon with fresh meat, hides, and other things from the forrest.