Gearing up (Moore, Ithea)

[Anastasia]

As the elf blinks a moment, Adrian smiles a little bit. "You don't have to be so formal. More...gentle, with the Graceful Blow."

That promptly gets him a bit of a look from the female elf, but she recovers into a warm smile, "I'm Misalea, Lindir-Megil of the Graceful Blow. I'm Adrian's wife."

[Nephrite]

Moore bows his head once, followed by a deeper bow himself. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Misalea. I'm Moore." He turns his glance to Adrian. "I'll keep your words in mind for the future and next time just wave when I see her." Moore says with a smile. "I'm still learning how everyone likes to be interacted with... You won't see me trying the super polite routine with Dana again!"

[Anastasia]

Misalea blanches, a hand to her lips as she gasps. Adrian just smirks and shakes his head, "Right, you catch on quickly. Anyway, I'm going to send you out with a couple of others to do some recruiting in Brightwater. It seems to be where your strengths lie, so we'll see how that goes first of all."

[Nephrite]

K:P on Brightwater?

"Of course! Is there anything I should know before I go?" Moore asks. "Any specific individuals we're looking for?"

[Anastasia]

Go for it, roll and post results.

[Nephrite]

Moore casts a quick spell to recall some information on Brightwater!

[19:51] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+8+14+10 K:P
[19:51] <Serith> Nephrite roll for Serith < 40 > [d20=8]

He used Lore of the Gods for an extra +10.

[Anastasia]

Brightwater is a divine realm attached to Arborea. It is the realm of Waukeen, Lliira, Sune, Sharess and Empress Sulia (the latter being a newcomer). It is mostly known for the bustling shopping and is the biggest trade hub in Creation. Each deity has their own quarter, though Waukeen's is the best known. It's said you can find anyone here and buy anything - except the dark things that the fiends only offer to those willing to blacken themselves.

"Yes, though Canderella will explain it to you. You're going with her and Tannin." Adrian gestures towards the gates, "They'll be there shortly. One's a pretty woman in a black dress and the other wears a hooded cloak."

[Nephrite]

"We do have a lot of cloaked people around here, don't we?" Moore asks idly. "It must be the 'in' thing for some people." Moore smiles and nods to Adrian. "Okay, certainly. I'll go wait for them! It was nice meeting you, Lady Misalea of the Graceful Blow! We'll talk again soon." He says before he bows again to both of them and heads over to the gates to wait!

Canderella, huh? Like a Candelabra? Hmm... no, that's probably not it at all...

[Anastasia]

A giggle from Misalea, girlish and innocent. "We do, don't we? It's a solemn or sneaky choice of dress if you ask me."

"Or practical. I had a few hooded cloaks back on Lifasa. They're useful for the rains." Adrian notes, "But I don't like how they reduce my field of vision."

The back and forth between the two fades as Moore settles in to wait by the gate. It's about 5 minutes before a man approaches. He's slightly tall and wears a hooded cloak, moving with a natural, easy grace. You get a glimpse of his eyes, a dull blue - no, check that. Green? Green, yes. Must've been the light. "'lo," he greets, "You're the rookie?"

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "Yep! You must be Sir Tannin?" Moore asks. "Nice to meet you." He offers a bow afterwards.

[Anastasia]

"Yeah, that I am," He agrees with a hint of a smirk, "I don't right know why I'm surprised, this place is a magnet for pixies of terrifying power."

[Nephrite]

"Oh, I'm not sure I'm that noteworthy just yet." Moore says with a grin. "But maybe I'll dazzle you while we're on this excursion together! Ah... um..." Moore looks down for a moment. "I think it's best to get the shocker lizard in the room out of the way -- I'm sorry for the loss of your comrades. I've been told I'm a good wall to talk to sometimes, so if you need anything - I know I'm new - but I'll do whatever I can." He nods once, satisfied with what he said.

[Anastasia]

"Yeah." Tannin's face darkens, his eyes flashing. Literally flashing white, then changing in color to brown. He doesn't have a chance to say something, or maybe he did. Moore isn't sure. The most lovely, perfect woman he's ever seen approaches. She's short and wears a black dress, each movement drawing his eye. She's perfect and demands attention, a light toss of her hair as she smiles. "Hello there. Moore?" Long brown hair, a flashing smile and perfect white teeth. Her hands are delicate and yet have a slight curve to them, almost like claws...?

[Nephrite]

Moore blinks, then blinks again. Once more. One more time......huh?

He turns his attention. "Yes, that's right! You... ah..." Miss Irisi. He remembers. "Miss Canderella, I presume? It's a pleasure." He offers another bow.

Like always, K:P I'm guessing to identify what Canderella is?

[Anastasia]

Go for it.