September 2, 2012

  • Curiosity.

    Somehow, i managed to find my way to a tavern with dim lighting. Sitting in a darker corner, i gazed upon the fellow people in the room. Some looked as if they were hardened with battle while others looked more like fresh from their mothers grasp. Perhaps, this is a part of the beginning of their adventures.

    I lean back in my chair, taking a sip of my ale to relax a tad; still trying to make amends with my mechanical attachments. I raised my right arm up again, moving my wrist and watched the finely attunded parts clatter within. I can't complain all that much.At least my parts are functional..

    And then, suddenly the air felt different as if i was not alone. I looked up from my hood, my eyed fixated on the door. Ready for a chance to test my new parts out if it came to pass, Tyr would guide my hands. Instead, a man in a cloak walked in. His clotges underneath, finely tailored and his manner more like a gentleman. I watched him stride towards the bar, sonewhat of a prudeful walk but not like most higher class that i had observed in the time stayed here so far. Something different, alluring about this stranger. His manner intriguing, i decide best to sit and wait to study this stranger further. He is no wanderer, and has his own destinations to where he wants to be. Fir not, this new stranger shall be studied, to learn what makes them tick, and to find out why he has an alluring aura. .

    I lean up and adjust my cowl, and stand to walk towards this stranger. Maybe, introduce myself and get a glimpse of his eyes. . .