Highlander Castle, architectural RPG

[Highlander]

Hello there, I am the Highlander from Skye, I came to the Castle to get out of the weather. I now wonder the walls in protection to those with-in, a place I have never entered and probably never will. I roam the walls and sleep in the keep, and olde but vigilant Highlander in need of a good strong sword, and an even stronger drink.

[Aaediwen]

I feel confidant, Highlander, that you would not be turned away if you chose to enter the walls you walk. I know that I wasn't.

[Highlander]

It would be nice, to be inside all warm and toasty, but alas it is not our way, a Highlander must be outside where the Gods intended us to be, and I Angus have no intention of dis-obeying the Gods. But perhaps ye can have some strong whiskey sent out to help warm my old bones up, I thank ye.

[Richard Bercot]

Hello there, my name is Richard, I carry the Coat of the Bear. I myself am a Guardian, protector of the People. I am a Quite one but I hear and know of all things going on. I trust no stranger to the People. I would give my Life to Protect them.

[Aaediwen]

someone get a pint of whisky out to that man in the kilt =)

[Richard Bercot]

Thank you No Aaediwen, I am on duty presently. Maybe later.

[Aaediwen]

I'll keep some ready for both of you.

[Ciarda Lili]

I am Liriel. I am a ranger from a far land. I seek one to continue my training. I wish to seek permission to enter the castle. The weather in this land is tolerable but I would like to be warm and have a good meal.

[Richard Bercot]

Hello Liriel, the Ranger, Pease step in and wait here. Other than Warmth and Food, Do you have other Business here?

[oldraven]

"Guard, open those doors. Can't you see we've got guests? Two of them. THREE!! That man's been pacing the castle walls for days now. Come in, come in."

Hmm. The big one doesn't seem to want entrance. "I could send some food. Or a wine skin? If you'd prefer something warm, I've got some cider mulling in the minstrels galley. It's got a fine blend with Master Mike's best Scotch. It'll warm the body and soul."

Interesting. As a minstrel, I'd have been shrugged off by the guard. Seems working in the library has earned me some extra pull around here.

"Good God. You two are soaked to the bone. No, I'm not the host, but it seems as though the man who should be doing this is off somewhere getting drunk as usual. You're lucky I passed by when I did. They don't often open the doors at this hour. Actually, the guards are usually nodding once the sun goes down."

Hah. A nervous twitch. That should keep him on his toes for the rest of the evening.

"Wait here for a while. I'll find someone who can fetch you a meal and some dry clothes. We're friends to all here, and share our table with friends and strangers alike."

[Ciarda Lili]

Thank you kind sirs. I have been travelling a very long time. Could you point me in the direction of the ranger guild or a teacher that could continue my training?

Liriel

[oldraven]

A Rangers Guild? You folk are few and far between in these parts. I think there are a few Rangers around, but I can't point you out to any in particular. Perhaps another here could help you out.

[Richard Bercot]

Maybe I could be of assistance.

Would you feel better if we come over to this room so we could sit and you can warm youself.

Maybe we could talk in there.

[Highlander]

Make it 2 and is this the FireDrake I have been hearing wispers about?

firedrake - a creature of Teutonic mythology; usually represented as breathing fire and having a reptilian body and sometimes wings.

A Ranger and a Highlander, I would say that this castle is well protected, now where the scotch? This Highlanders parched. Especially if we be to do battle with the mystic dragons. Would someone send the Bladesmith to see me, my olde claymore is in dire need...

[oldraven]

If you plan to fight a Firedrake with a Claymore, it's going to take more than a Smith. Take your sword, after it's been repaired, to the Cleric for a blessing. And then perhaps to a Mystic. I don't doubt your valor, my good man, but it takes more than cold steel bo pierce the hide of a Firedrake.

Here's a Flagon of Hot Whiskey Cider. Made with the best Scotch in the Northern Reaches.