Welcome to Gaia! ::

Tjaden nodded back with a tinge of a smile.
"I would that we could speak longer upon other, less pressing subjects. Your wisdom will prove a valuable resource. We will meet again, you and I. Let us see, then, what we talk about." Tjaden replied. Humans and their gods...always needed someone else top believe in them. Still, Tjaden was a tad bit curious about this Belepheron character. He had seen the emblems and tapestries and they were quite alluring.

Once they had left Beremond, Tjaden simply spoke up.
"Though it is tempting to go straight to the archmage with this, we should probably look for Selce before we go. She may want to be there."

"Tired, but it is not too much of a strain." TJaden said. "I apologize if I seem too eager to be done with this, but it has been some time since I felt so...useful." Tjaden said with a laugh.
"Despite the grim situation, I prefer this to jumping from one mode of transportation to the next. I'm sure some downtime will do us all some good..." Tjaden reasoned, more for himself than the benefit of his comrades. Elves were long-lived and patient. Humans less so, but well balanced. However, Tjaden was an Orc, live fast and die young was not just a saying, but a way of life. He would do well to remember that he was now far from his own kind...a stranger in a land of beings much different from himself. He would have to change the way he did things.

((I could wait, but waiting is so boring,))
Kal slowly awoke, seeing the light fading and having gotten a small nap in. He undid his traps, collecting them for reusage, and equipped his new items. He quite fancied the feel of the shortsword in his hand, it had more weight, but it felt comfortable. More powerful than his daggers, and with little speed compromised. He also liked the feel of the leather armor, feeling it's aura of defense. Leather weight, chainmail defense, a perfect combo. And all for a bargain of 600 gold. He slid his robe on over the armor. He felt the weight that had added to him and could tell that his speed would be less than par, but he figured he could stay up to average with the normal halfing. He closed his door behind him, nodded to the front desk and left for a little voyage to the docks. He heard that some thieves may be found there. He had a hint that with so many thieves in one place, perhaps he could find a tutor for the time being. He kept his eyes and ears open, hoping to catch any clue of a thief or any special tutors around. He kept his ears especially perked up for a certain ability. He heard from his parents that if you could find somebody from a small specialized clan of people, usually called shadows or something of the like, you could learn abilities that very few had.
((I figure he wouldn't get there in one post, or if Tonas wanted him to hear something, now would be the time.))

Laren noticed the halfling leaveing the tavern and realized she had seen him come in a long while ago. It was odd, he went to his room when it was still early in the day, and left when the sun was begining its fall.

So she decided, perhaps because she was a bit tippsy or just because she was curious, to follow the short fellow, "Hello friend!" she said happily as she walked up to him on the street, her nose just the slightest shade of pink.

The current time is now 4:00 p.m.

Selce had been waiting at the bottom floor of the Fate Tower for roughly twenty minutes before the portal in the center of the room made a loud noise as both Cervantes and an elegantly dressed woman appeared on the platform.

The man and woman made their way towards the young wizardess, stopping next to her and allowing the regally dressed woman to speak.

"Greetings, Selce. I am Archmage Alanna, 2nd seat of the city's ruling council and master of the Fate Tower. Cervantes has told me that you have potential for learning. I would like to test that theory. Would you mind coming with me to the upper floors?"

Erron and Tjaden are stopped at the Mage Tower informed that the representative for the sector was currently busy in a meeting and would be freed up in some time, something vaguely about "Initiation" and "New Students"

Erron looks over to Tjaden and says "Well it seems we have some free time, I'm rather interested in meeting this "Edge" the paladin spoke of, not many monks choose to venture from their training dojos until they have completed their meditative and spiritual training, perhaps he could help me understand my chakras better..." He went off on a trip of excited muttering again, lost in thought before he continued "What do you think you shall do until then?"

"I do not know, but I will find something to occupy me." Tjaden said, reassuring Erron. "You go find this man and satiate your curiosity." The Orc smiled to the monk, gesturing with a nod that he should be off.
"Good luck."