OOC:Cool

As Victor neared the city, he hoped for an entrance and luckily enough there was a large doorway with swordsmen on guard but looking rather...happy. Wasting no time he mustered all the speed he had left and dashed diving right in landing on stone. He was helped up by one of the swordsmen who exclaimed"Welcome to Haven!". Victor peered around at a colorful city that blended with nature and in pure astonishment only uttered"Uhh...thanks". For now he could not be more glad after escaping a cow stampede and finding a marvelous city.

After narrowly avoiding the oncoming stampede, Bartha and the stranger found themselves at the gates of a large city. It was surrounded by a large stone wall, with vines creeping down it. Unsure what to expect, she reluctantly entered the town proper. Everywhere she looked, brightly colored buildings stood solidly. There was considerably less wood used in the architecture than she was used to, being structured primarily with stone. Many of the buildings had large banners identifying them as a theater or a shop. However, Bartha had very little money and wanted nothing more than to have something to drink. She immediately set off in search of a bar.

Nextoy walked behind Bartha and into the City before going off on his own path. The supplies he got at the cabin had a bit of cash in it, and he wondered if there was anything he needed to buy. His first stop, however, was a weapon shop. The sword was nice, but he was more of a spearman.

Once he got into the marketplace he found several, with one having the perfect spear for him. However, when he asked, the sword didn't have the same trade value. This left him with a choice: stick with the sword, or use some of his personal cash.

Victor peered around the city noticing a large amount of stores, but to his disappointment he had no cash and few arrows. At that moment a well dressed man was walking around ahead and an idea sprung in Victor."Well I found my solution" Victor thought so he took it upon himself to get cash and strode toward the man pretending not to see him. He then bumped into the man while swiftly reaching into his pocket and pulling out what he could and hiding it. "Sir, you really should be paying attention", the man exclaimed as he frowned. "Sorry sir, I'll be more alert next time", Victor responded. As the man walked away, Victor pulled out what he had grabbed. He pulled out a small brown bag and opened it, smiling at the cash inside. He quickly put it away and searched for a weapons shop in hope of more arrows. He found one and walked toward it peering first at the collection laid in front of him. He considered stealing a few daggers when the seller wasn't looking but there was one other customer who although busy asking to trade a sword for a spear still might notice. He decided to ignore those weapons and get what he came for. A helper there came to his attention asking what he would like, Victor simply responded, "A pack of arrows" and put some cash on the table. The helper replied, "Right away sir" and he fetched a pack from a bag behind the table handing it to Victor and grabbing the cash. Victor prepared to leave but overheard the other customer who seemed reluctant to use his cash when his request for a trade was denied. Victor himself was reluctant to help but he grabbed the cash necessary for a spear from his bag and dropped it on the table in front of the customer and salesman anyways. Victor promptly told the salesman," Get him a spear, can't you see he wants one?". He then walked out, bought an apple, found a chair, and started sharpening his lovely kukri knife as he munched on his apple.

Nextoy looked over at the man, thanking the shop keeper for his services before rushing off after the stranger after he had gotten into his seat.

"Hey, wait a minute." He called, walking up to him. "Thanks for that. Is there something I can help you with in return?" He asked, noticing the knife. He didn't know the condition of his own weapons that well, but didn't feel like checking at the moment.

As Victor sat in his chair, the man from the shop came to him and thanked him, asking if he could do anything in return. He swallowed the bit of apple he had left, put away his knife, and said, "Nothing in particular that I want, but I am headed to that castle in the middle of the city. Tag along if you want, I've got plenty of cash. And besides I have the feeling we'll both find someone that could help us there."

OOC: Nextoy's doing a lot of tagging along lately.

Bartha found the nearest bar and stumbled inside, slumping immediately into the first seat she saw. The place seemed rather deserted, only a patron or two present. Of course, not many people would be drinking this hour anyway. She, however, had gone quite long enough without a good drink. Momentarily forgetting that she had no cash on her person, Bartha vaguely ordered the strongest drink they had. A meek looking bartender reluctantly brought her a bottle of some kind of liquor as well as a shot glass. She promptly brushed the small glass aside and proceeded to drink straight from the bottle. She didn't get very far before she realized something. This was quite possibly the worst alcohol she'd ever had the displeasure of tasting. No wonder there were so few people here. She stopped drinking and slammed the bottle onto the counter, wiping her mouth with her sleeve.
"This," She began, getting the barkeeper's attention, "is swill."

OOC:Not counting kiki, it's just the three of us in this...

Eh, I need a bit of inspiration when it comes to writing so

Username: Green Mage
Character Name: Silas Noam
Class: Wizard
Appearance: Silias stands at the slightly below average height of 5'8. However, he gives off the impression that he's taller with his inhumanly skinny build and confident presance. His skin is pitch black, and seemingly made of elastic material. His eyes are simply spots of yellow light, although they can change both color and in shape. Similarly, his mouth is just a line, but can change at will. For clothing, he wears a dark red dress coat, which goes down to the back of his knees, brown brown cargo pants, and a pair of black dress shoes. He also carries a compact black wooden wand.

OOC: Ha, so you two've noticed? Honestly I didn't think I would this much, but oh well.

"Castle, huh? Never been to one of those." Nextoy muttered as he looked up, thinking a little. "I'll probably go there on my own later. Thank you again." He told him, walking along the streets.

It was interesting being in a large city like this. Having came from a small fishing village, he had no idea what to think of anything. Eventually his feet were starting to get a little sore from walking around, and a bard was playing a rather nice tune nearby. He found a place to sit and decided to rest and listen to the music for a while.

OOC: Accepted.

OOC: Those of you that have been accepted but haven't posted. Start posting.

As the man walked away, Victor wondered if there was anything interesting there all. He decided it could potentially be a waste of time so he decided to find something else to do. Although he wasn't thirsty, a good drink would be nice. Nearby a woman was selling goods of all kinds, so Victor bought himself a bottle of wine. He found a nearby bar, he sat and he drank.

OoC: Busy life is busy.

While walking, Isaac tried the best he can to remember anything about his past. But, why was his memory lost in the first place? He probably got into some accident somewhere while doing something. Some idiot must have found him and left him there. But this was all conjecture. For now he had to focus on getting to a city or town. But, he had no money. Maybe he would find a familiar face there. Or someone who knows him might see him. He took a look around. There was plenty of animals. After walking for what seemed like hours, he was going to give up. It seemed he was walking in circles. Just when he was about to fall out, he saw a river.It was small, but it was a river. He looked out to see if there were any clearings. Not letting not finding anything disappoint him, he wasted no time and dunked his head into the water. That would hold him for a while. He also decided to look for some food. He nabbed a fish and took it out of the water. It was still moving, but another arrow was all it took for it to die. After chopping the head off, he rinsed the arrows off into the water. Feeling refreshed, he takes the fish and follows the river.

Unsure of what to do in this city, Victor felt like hunting. Now that he knew this was a safe city and where it was, he would return later on. As Victor left the bar and headed out to the entrance, he noticed the stampede from earlier today seemed gone. He also saw that the sun was much lower since he arrived here. He headed out anyway and after getting through the grasslands, he was back at a river. He followed it, still drinking his wine bottle until up ahead there was a man walking along it. Victor had no doubt that he was likely lost but before he could shout anything, an eerie growl was heard and it was likely it originated from the forest. Victor stopped moving and looked around, the man was closer but so was that sound. As Victor looked upon a tree he saw what growled and he carefully put down the bottle and grabbed and arrow, he readied his bow and prepared to fire.

After fishing the last piece of bone out from his mouth, he lazily threw it on the ground. Isaac then heard a weird growling sound followed by a man with a bow and some arrows. If he didn't know any better, he'd thought it was coming from that man. Isaac looked quizzically at the man as he aimed an arrow up at a tree. He followed his eyes and saw what he was looking at. He could have called out to him, but decided to wait until he was done.