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 Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 3:28 pm
Well, that member seemed cheery. Ora nodded sheepishly at Roy and sat next to him, leaving quite a large gap between them. "...Thank you. My name is Ora, me and my teacher joined up recently." She would have extended her hand for a shake, but her problem with being in physical contact wouldn't let her. "H...how many is 'a lot of people'?" she asked, placing her weapon on her lap.
She jumped a bit hearing the blacksmith talking to her. "Oh. No. No. It's fine. Don't mind me...I can try and fix it myself." Ora gave an uncertain smile. She wasn't use to someone offering to help. But, it was nice though.
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Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 3:32 pm
His muscles burned, the blisters and callouses were already starting to make their marks on his hands, something that he could cast a small smile towards. It meant that he was adjusting to being more than just someone hiding away from the world. This was the mark of a ruler who lead by example, an image that he would need for the years ahead. For now, he could simply stare into the campefire in front of him and hide the childishly proud smile behind his hands. It had been a productive day, with their supplies found, their ranks grown, and friends soon to be reunited with them. Just for a moment, he could allow himself to enjoy the spoils of all of their hard work.
"You there."
Amir addressed the Laguz near him, having been aware of his trailing of him for quite some time now. Having sized him up, the Sentrian had found nothing of fault or to fear of his new groupie. So he simply allowed him to linger, though that didn't mean he could extend a hand of hospitality to him. "That's a fine harmonica. I can tell its been through much. Good, that means that it's in the hands of someone who takes great care in his playing. Would you mind playing? I can't say I like this silence!"
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Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 4:00 pm
The female archer took a seat next to him, though there was plenty of space for one more person to squeeze in between the two. She had introduced herself as Ora, and mentioned that she and her teacher joined them recently. That would mean that her teacher was probably Rath's friend. Roy nodded in acknowledgment, spinning the stick around in his hand as he poked at the campfire some more.
When she asked how many was a lot of people, Roy looked up at her but held off answering as Enalios came up to ask if their weapons were in good shape. "Mine's still in good condition. Thanks for the offer." he replied, looking at the blacksmith.
He then reverted his attention back towards Ora before answering her question, bringing his free hand up to his thin in absent-minded thought. "Well, let's see. We have the Cloak Mercenaries. There's a number of them here, maybe..." he paused to do a quick count. "Six or eight members. Ten at most. There's also the three foreign mercenaries, putting us around double digits. Then we have Crew members of the Guild, like the man your teacher is talking to and the redhead speaking to the foreign mercenaries. There's also trained soldiers such as the man in the red armor over there and the ones tending to the supplies, members of the clergy and Magic Academy who support them as healers and use magic, and those who can't be placed in any of the aforementioned groups who still assist all of them. Suffice to say, a lot of people is a lot of people. I can't give you a number." he answered. "Are you going to be okay?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 9:26 pm
Her eyes opened wide like dinner plates. Holy cow, that was a lot of people! Just trying to sum them up to the total probably made her a bit pale, seeing that the boy asked her if she was okay. Swallowing roughly, and a bit comically, she managed to push down the lump on her throat.
"O..oh. Oh wow. Th-that's a lot of people." Ora finally managed to say. She practically, started to hug her bow, and closed her eyes for a bit. What happened to a normal village life? It was nice and small and many knew each other well. Or at least the bandits we were smaller in number, but that's probably lead to their down fall.
After a moment she looked up at Roy. "...I'll managed..."she let out a nervous chuckle, and followed up with a simple question. "So, how did you end up here?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 20, 2013 11:07 am
Roy wasn't sure how to answer Ora's question. Did she mean how did he end up in the army, or how did he end up in this world? The word 'here' was too vague. How could he interpret her question? Was he free to interpret what she could have meant with the question? Hmm. For such a simple question, it was giving the young lord a bit of difficulty on how to answer.
Finally, after a bit of silence following her question, he spoke.
"You mean in this army?" he asked, deciding to go with the former interpretation. "I volunteered. There are some people I'm looking for that may be in Sentria, which just so happens to be where this group is going. I intend to find those people and, if possible, bring them back with us," he then chuckled weakly. "There's a lot of complications and special circumstances, so I'm not even sure if I'm going to be able to convince even one person to come back home..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 5:45 pm
(Sorry to cut conversations short, but we're moving on) [ X]
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