Diesnurk Mdobut

[Jonel]

Entering her room at the Four Lantern Inn before sunset she places some drawings on the desk next to the bed. Looking around she notices the changes from the room she previously occupied. The walls are fitted well leaving no draft, the bed doesn't creak, and the door has only a small squeak when it swings open or closed. With a small smirk behind her mask she begins to undress, starting with the straps that keep the armor snug against her body. Once the straps are loose she moves close to the bed and removes her hood and cloak tossing them on the bed. Leaning against the bed she removes her boots, flexing her toes she closes her eyes as she feels the carpet under her feet. With a sigh she finally slips out of the loose armor laying it on the bed before moving to her chest and removing a black dress.

Slipping the dress on she tightens it in the back with the ties connected to the sides. Once finished with the dress she looks at the boots for a long moment before shaking her head slowly. Remaining bare foot she goes to the desk and starts arranging the images around the desk starting with the most simple to the most complex. Nodding when finished she walks over to the door, leaning on the wall closest to the door knob, and waits for the man she is teaching to arrive.

[jarlexel]

Leaving the City of Sundren

He stops at the portal for his usual routine. He closes his eyes and rotates both of his arms forward going into a bow stretching his arms behind him. Then rotating his arms backwards,bringing himself to a stand, then arches his back to crack his joints. He relaxes his posture then rolls his head in a circle to stretch the muscles in his neck.Then he tightens the straps on his armor. He takes a knee and bows his head and whispering a prayer.


" Ilmater, Help me to reflect your image by showing your mercy, love and kindness to the people of this valley and grant me your strength and power to protect them."

He stands up and opens his eyes and steps through the portal.


Arriving at the Four Lantern Inn, He steps inside and makes his way to her door. He stops himself and thinks. I hardly know who she is and why is she ordered to hide her face? Who is giving her these orders? Am I being setup for a ambush? Closing his eyes he thinks for a moment. The memory of the talk he had with River fills his mind. " If anything were to happen to you, she would explode into a undying rage" He opens his eyes and tears run down his face.
Quickly he dries his eyes with his cloak and knocks on her door.


Michael Zollas,
Templar of the Broken

[Jonel]

As soon as she hears the first rap of his knuckles on the door she opens the door a smile on her face, looking as if she is planning something unpleasant for him. The smile fades completely as she notices he is wearing his armor, rolling her eyes she points at a chair that is against the wall closest to the door and then at the desk with the drawings. Walking over to the desk she waits for him to grab the chair and bring it to the desk, unexpectedly he offers for her to sit in it instead. Shaking her head slowly she motions for him to sit, the look on her face impatient, and waits with a raised brow until he does so. Once he is finally settled she points at the first picture and looks at him expectantly.

“A picture?”

He looks at her to see if he is right, with a slow shake of her head she points at the picture again. He looks at it once more before trying again.

“An apple?”

This time she nods slowly before speaking in a light voice no longer tinged with the roughness lack of use gave it.

“Ebbci”

She waits for him to attempt the word.

“Ibkee”

Rolling her eyes she shakes her head slowly before sounding the word out for him.

“E bb c i”

[jarlexel]

He carefully listens to her pronounce the word and mimics it exactly how she says it.

"E bb c i.....ebb c i.....ebbci."

She nods slowly and points to the second picture, seeing the many pictures he looks at her.

"we're going to be here a while aren't we?"

She shrugs her shoulders slowly. He thinks for a moment and looks around the room, noticing the locked door, he turns his gaze back to her.

"I am sure you have your daggers close and the way you can drop a Deurgar in a matter of seconds, I suppose there is nothing for me to be concerned about. let me get more comfortable."

He slides his chair back and gets up and walks over to the wall, where he left his shield, kneeling down. First he unbuckles the straps on his gauntlets and removes them placing them next to his shield. Then he unhooks the brooch from his neck and removes his cloak, trying to fold it in a proper way but fails and gives up, turning it into a ball he tosses it next to his shield. Next he removes his belt, freeing the leather strap of his sword scabbard he pulls it off from around his chest and places it against his shield. He starts to unlatch the straps of his armor and removes the top portion of his field plate and places it down in front of him, then he does the same with the lower portion that protects his legs. Then he starts to unwrap the red quilted silk robe from around his legs letting it hang loosely, he does the same with his arms.

He stands up and looks down at his iron plate boots, thinking to himself it wouldn't be proper to remove them. Turning back to desk he notices she has her normal lifted eye expression. He smiles in answer as he looks her over.

"Your really pretty in a dress."

Returning to the chair he accidentally and unknowingly steps on her toes, causing her to yelp and glare at him as she rubs them balanced on the other foot.



Written by Michael and edited by Sari.