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Nix

The flood waters had finally receded and the sky was a bright blue. It had rained for two days and it took two more for the flooding to subside. It had easily been the worst storm the town had seen in decades. The roads were still barely passable, debris, half collapsed buildings and tree limbs blocked the streets. The Inn and its large stable had held up fairly well considering how violent the storm had been. The pub across town had suffered a fire and a few homes had been completely destroyed, and the old watch tower that had once marked the edge of town before its expansion had finally crumbled. It had been in disrepair for years, stricken by fire twice and simply hazardous. There had been talk of rebuilding it but with the boom to the towns growth being more prevalent, it was never seen through.

It was so quiet. There were few people on the streets, the few tradesmen capable of assessing the damage and what was needed to rebuild, but everyone was quiet, solemn. It was as if they were mourning the loss of the town itself. Kevinth was unsure if there had been any loss of life due to the storm, though it seemed highly plausible. He knew when the storm first struck that the Lord Regent of Ravensway had been out in it but his retainers had collected the young lord and he was unharmed. He had tended their horses during the storm, and all of the guests. Sometimes it was a benefit that his room was located at the back of the stable.

Towards the end of the storm however, a wall in one of the foremost stalls had collapsed and one of the guests horses had escaped. It had been too treacherous until now to search for the pretty dapple grey mare, though the thought of her out there alone pained him. He was cautiously optimistic about still finding her, but as he rode his own horse through the streets the hope began to dwindle. Still, he could not forgive himself if he didn't try... if his Liam were missing he would be devastated, even though the lord's retainer whose horse she was seemed more concerned with her monetary value than the horse herself.

He carefully approached the now crumbled old watch tower with Liam seeming a bit spooked by it. He had never had reservation around here before and they had passed equally razed buildings on their search already... a sound. Shifting rubble perhaps? Liam whinnied and Kevin dismounted the large horse, patting his side lightly and petting him. "Easy there Liam... Is someone there?" He called, his own voice seeming to break the sanctity of the silence.
Amalendu Somadev // Arkyn // Ayvya // Brynjar Eir // Cijii // Demaraen Astarthos // Jaibah
// Kaavi Klkrin // Kevinth Arik // Khavanri Jalmuur // Kiaal Ethyarion // Lahvi // Mahvash Samara // Maram-Jinan // Robin // Runeha // Siiraia Ethyarion // Sureya Anelise // Tryggvi Vilhjal

"FEELING GREAT ABOUT YOURSELF IS NOT A JOKING ISSUE, iT IS HEAVY DUTY BUSINESS, aND NEEDS TO BE GIVEN ALL THE SERIOUSNESS THAT SAD THINGS GET" ~American Sports Legend, Charles Barkley

Draconian

Hm.

It had been a few days then.

Fenrissaran wasn't too sure why he'd been assigned here when it was clear there was no one here. Ruins. Wet ground. He pushed a hand through his hair and sighed, irritated and angry that this clearly wouldn't be an easy job. It was supposed to be easy. It was supposed to be a simple... Catch the bad guy, go home, be hailed a hero and get laid forever. Sort of.

Fen pursed his lips and pushed a hand through his flippy blue hair. Having started nearby he wanted to blend in with the locals so he was tall, lean and had lovely blue hair. His eye colour remained the same but...  Fixing his shirt, he frowned down at his boots and sighed, head tilting back and sighing loudly and long. A voice, however, caught his attention and he looked over his shoulder, eyes wide before he smiled.

Perfect! Someone was here. Great!

Fenrissaran blinked at the ... Well... He was cute. Average. A novelty for where he was from. He smiled and waved, "Hi," that was a good greeting, right? Polite? Easy going? Fen nodded and moved closer, petting the horses head and looking over his shoulder at the rubble. "Can you tell me what happened? I'm looking for someone and... Well, last place they were was here. Know what happened?"

Nix

It almost seemed shocking to see another person out here, it some how broke the eerie tranquility. What was more jarring was that the stranger seemed to have no idea about the storm. If he was able to travel here in so short a time surely he had at least seen signs of the storm in the distance. Kevinth raised and eyebrow as he looked at the blue haired stranger. A fae perhaps? Though Liam didn't seem to mind the man petting him.

"There was a storm. It raged for two days." He said softly as if it was taboo or disrespectful to speak of. "The flood waters only just receded. I assume that the old watch tower here finally collapsed during it, though that is hardly the extent of the damage the town suffered... I hope you can find who you are looking for. Were they a traveler as well?" Maybe it was the fact that Liam seemed comfortable with the stranger, or the humbling effects of nature's fury that actually had him in a somewhat helpful mood.
Amalendu Somadev // Arkyn // Ayvya // Brynjar Eir // Cijii // Demaraen Astarthos // Jaibah
// Kaavi Klkrin // Kevinth Arik // Khavanri Jalmuur // Kiaal Ethyarion // Lahvi // Mahvash Samara // Maram-Jinan // Robin // Runeha // Siiraia Ethyarion // Sureya Anelise // Tryggvi Vilhjal

"FEELING GREAT ABOUT YOURSELF IS NOT A JOKING ISSUE, iT IS HEAVY DUTY BUSINESS, aND NEEDS TO BE GIVEN ALL THE SERIOUSNESS THAT SAD THINGS GET" ~American Sports Legend, Charles Barkley

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