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[Remuthra]

Wait, how did we meet up?

[wolfchild]

In a tavern duurhhh


Anyway I think we should go to the tower or the cavern of the elements

[Remuthra]

I say we go to the tower. Mainly because I am the caster of the group.

[flame99]

Wait, how did we meet up?

You were recruited by the Guild of Adventurers, and you had all accepted. At that point, it was just deciding who was going where.

[wolfchild]

3 of us have magic but yes you are, the cavern of the elements sounds a bit more risky too

[Remuthra]

Regardless, I think we should meet up in a tavern and introduce ourselves.

[wolfchild]

flameboy, what are this world's druid's opinions on undead?, i kinda want to know before I start RPing

[flame99]

flameboy, what are this world's druid's opinions on undead?, i kinda want to know before I start RPing

Writing up some lore concerning that now. In short, they typically don't mind them.
EDIT: The lore's up, but it didn't really cover as much on druids as I originally planned. Basically, since the Undead don't directly threaten nature, most druids are apathetic towards them.

[Remuthra]

A tall, frail elf with dark gray skin, long silver hair, and pure white eyes appears dressed in a blindingly white hooded robe emblazoned with a golden design of a sun. Swirls of gold and indigo decorate the robe, and a spiral pattern of gold and indigo decorates the sleeves. The elf leans on a staff of ebony, topped with a figurine of a sun in his left hand.

Many greetings, adventurers! Is this where I might find the great paladin Gilthenel?

[wolfchild]

A man dressed in browns and greens, with a wolf laying at his feet, and a plain, wild looking, quarterstaff lying on his lap looks up and answers. A believe he is coming soon my good elf, my name is Markus, and this is Lycia gesturing at the wolf I am waiting for him myself, why don't we share a drink while we are here anyway?

[Remuthra]

Surely, good Markus. I am Vorlan, a humble priest of Orneg, follower of the Way of Sun and Moon.

[Cheesecake]

Gilthenel turns as his name is mentioned, his silver armor clanking as he turns his head. His short blonde hair revealed as he removes his gilded helm, revealing a kind but stern face. He gets up from his booth, and walks towards the elf and the druid, by the looks of his clothes and the wolf at his side.

"I, Gilthenel, am here. What is it you require, priest of Orneg?"

[wolfchild]

You can call me a priest too after a fashion, I look after the wild places

Markus orders a mead for himself.

What will you have good priest

((I love your character so far Rem))

Noticing the arival of the paladin Markus turns to him

Ahh it is good that you are here Gilthenel, I did not realize that you were here already

[Remuthra]

((I love your character so far Rem))

((Heheheh))


A glass of simple mead for me, friend.

Great paladin, I have heard that you were traveling through these lands, and determined to seek you out, that I might offer my service in the advancement of the will of Orneg. I can do little in my homeland, plagued as it is by vile necromancers, the people shunning the touch of the light. It is no way for a Guardian of the Astral Way to serve, surrounded by a crowd of Orneg's foes. Will you deign me join you on your mission?

[Cheesecake]

"Of course, priest. I am bound to Orneg's will to aid his people. I, too, share your hatred for the undead and for their masters. I will gladly let you join, and I swear to protect you."

Gilthenel turns to meet the druid.

"I am where I am needed. I've been sent by the clergy of the Holy City to meet with the party that has been arranged. Say, have you seen the kobold?"