Out of Character:: I think I read that you all were planning on going south, can I tag along? The orcs to the northwest seem to be too strong right now. We've pushed them back and liberated the farms. Also the caravan route from this town to the north town has been cleared a bit. I also have Beast's wagon (and horses) so if anyone wants to ride in that or drive my cart just say so.
Edited: Oliron on 15th Jan, 2011 - 10:28pm
Out of Character:: tbh, I don't know...all I know is north is out of the question, and south is far away from north.
Find a way to encounter us and join us in character, and we'll set off.
Oliron props himself up by his elbow as he just remembered something. He looks over where he saw the adventurers before and sees they are still there. He scoots himself out of the cart and hobble / walks over to them.
"Greetings, I noticed you all look like you about to head out of town.", he slaps his armor and swiftly draws his blade. The fighter swing his weapon at an imaginary foe showing his skills by drawing his other blade and putting it into like motion.
"My name is Oliron!", he yells.
"Slayer of giants, bane to orcs.", he stops swinging his blades and returns them to their sheaths (with a ringing noise of metal on metal).
"May I join your band? I have ownership of this wagon and a cart you are free to use.", Oliron motions to the wagon and cart near the tavern.
Stunned for a few seconds by the man's stature, gear, and introduction Draknell blinks a couple of times. "Well my grand fellow! You most definitely look like a seasoned warrior, as we don't have a any mounts ourselves or anyone that looks as fit for melee combat as you I am sure you will be welcome!" Draknell says turning to Daine, an eager-almost childish grin on his face.
Daine looks to this newcomer in exasperation. He facepalms inwardly, but keeps his composure. He smiles weakly, and nods his head silently at the smelly newcomer.