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" morning singing bird" He said
" morning" She said with a little smile
" still having nightmares?" He asked
" Yes like always" Coli said as her smile when away from her face " it was a bad one...... Everyone I cared about died ... " Coli turned her face to hide her eyes that where tearing up a bit " but i'm fine no need to worry about me" Coli said still hiding her face away from Bolkan
After she finished practicing she swings, she decided to go out and find some flowers. She could have sworn she saw some roses out in the fields. She, however, found Coli, with someone who she coudln't remember. The only reason she remembered Coli was because she was nice to her, and she seemed like she was good with a sword.
"H-Hi, Coli." She said, nearing as quiet as a mouse, but this was around her normal voice level.
"H-Hi, Coli." She said
Coli Did a back flip out of the tree landing on her feet just like a cat would " Hello Erin ... Out getting some practicing this morning " She said with a smile her face like nothing was bothering her at all.
The elven assassin walked the streets in silence. His bow, casually resting on his shoulders as he hung his hands at the wrists over the ends. His gaze scanned the streets around him and took in the solace filling sights. He sniffed the sweet scent of fresh bread as he passed the bakers. His supernatural hearing, gifted to the race of elves, picked up the subtle sounds of sparrows fluttering on the breeze above his head. The entire morning scene brought a warmth to Revan he only felt since coming to this town, since joining the guild. The hundreds of years spent living with his own kind in the elven kingdom paled in comparison to the simple joy of a peaceful morning here in this sleepy town.
Revan turned the corner and began his stroll through the flower garden outside of the Guild House. Rows of lilies, roses and countless other flowers Revan knew not the name of decorated the charming little garden. A hand full of trees added accent and ambiance to the patch of beauty. In one such tree resided two of Revan's guild mates. Coli, a human spellsword of considerable skill. A ranked Defender whose loyalty to the guild was beyond reproach. Revan had worked with Coli on several occasions and the two got along well. She put up with his bad jokes and he enjoyed watching her prowess in battle as she mixed magic and steel. Beside her was Bolkan, another human with a wild side. Revan had never worked with him before but had heard tales of his ferocity in battle. He did not know much about the young man but never thought to pry any further than what Bolkan was willing to divulge. Revan preferred people not question his past so he showed others the same courtesy.
The elf approached just as yet another human arrived on the scene. A kind girl of only 18 years, Erin Martinok had made quite the impression on the guild members, joining at only 15 years of age. In that short time she had ascended to the rank of Swordman and proved her metal with her skillful use of a sickle. Coli adeptly leapt out of the tree to greet Coli just as Revan approached.
"Morning ladies."
He said with a causal smile before looking up at Bolkan and giving the man a nod.
"Bolkan."
He added maintaining his easy going tone.
"Enjoying the slow morning? Personally I'm hoping for a interesting assignment to drop in today. I still owe Grond a few gold pieces from a bet we made a few days ago. I don't like owing someone his size coin for too long."
Revan said in a light joking tone.
" morning " Coli said to him with an even bigger smile,no matter what Revan always made her smile and laugh
"Enjoying the slow morning? Personally I'm hoping for a interesting assignment to drop in today. I still owe Grond a few gold pieces from a bet we made a few days ago. I don't like owing someone his size coin for too long."
" yes I can understand that Grond can be a little over the top some times" Coli thought to her self man I don't know where I'd be if it was not for these people She then she let out this tiny little giggle and them blushed a bit " It dont matter now " she said to her self
Grond got to the guild to barge in the door with the stuffed head wrapped in his left arm. He put it on the table, unfolding the cloth covering it so it showed the face. Another proud trophy to mount on the guild walls. He started out to the back two get some berries for a rage brew his tribe made before battle. He stepped outside to the garden to find the other members.
"Family!" He shouted. "I have come back from my contract with a pocket full of gold and a story to tell. How about we drink at the tavern tonight. My treat!"
"The baron was apparently a friend of the Red Thorns and wanted to see me die without any real intentions of paying me." Grond spit on the ground at the reference of the company. "He payed alright. When I knocked everyone of his dozen guard out he was begging to pay more. Red Thorn if I never met a greater group of cowards..." He sneered.
"Put a handful of braying children in command of a mercenary guild and you're bound to get all manner of rotund idiots filling the ranks."
The elf joked as the group made their way into the hall.
"So... hows about those drinks Wartooth?"
The guild hall was teeming with all manner of fearsome warriors, archers and brawlers. Ranking from the lowest to the highest the main floor was the common area where the guild members would convene, drink, recant tales form their contracts and pick up new assignments. On the far wall was a large fire place where a roaring fire crackled, granting warmth and light to those sitting around it. Wooden tables dotted the area where several small groups were sitting having breakfast or drinking something strong enough to knock a gnome on his ass. Revan led Grond to the bar before casually taking a seat on one of the stools.
He drank his orcish swill happily. What Grond drank was enough alcohol to poison half a dozen human guild members.
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