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The journey's end tavern.
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Posted By: krackah on Sunday November 21, 2010 2:44 PM

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Sunday November 21, 2010 2:44 PM

The journey's end tavern.

It had been years since she had stepped foot into the place. Years since, in a huff of disgust, she had turned her back on the one building that seemed to have always been a constant in her life.

But here she stood, staring at it. Her life always seemed to bring her back to this place. She reached out, and touched the rough bark of the Tall Vallenwood tree, and slowly allowed her gaze to flit upword.

The inn, legend had it, was built during the time of the First Dragon war, and had withstood Both Tahkisis' second and third comings to the world of Krynn. The Dragon armies had seemed to miss this place almost entirely. Intertwined amongst the branches of the tall tree, were bits and pieces of the inn. A room here, the room there. The main tavern was contained in the trunk, along with stairs widing up the tall tree. Inside, for those more elderly, was a lift, operated by a group of small gully dwarves.

She threw open the door, and inhaled reflexivly. The smell of spiced hams and candied yams hit her nose. She had returned just in time for the holidays.

A hunched old woman hobbled her way from behind the counter, and stopped, peering at her through old, ancient eyes.

"Why.. Blessed Paladine. It's Miss Miranda. Please, come in child." The young woman nodded, walking into the bar area. She sat at the highly polished oak countertop, gazing at the area that she had worked in as a younger woman. She sighed wistfully.

"What brings you back to town?" The old woman asked, slowly putting together the fixings for a quick bite to eat. Turning, she began to brew some tea.

"Oh Agatha. You know me and this place.. It always seems to bring me back."

Agatha glared at Miranda through squinted eyes. "You never did tell me the whole truth."

"You never really asked." Miranda said, smiling.

"You haven't changed a bit child."

"Niether have you Aggie." She leaned over the counter and have her old friend a hug.

"Why don't you go upstairs and get cleaned up? The other's will be here soon! Then we can really begin our feast!"

Miranda smiled, and nodded, quickly dashing up the first flight of stairs. She couldn't wait to see everyone. She simply couldn't contain herself...


 
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Tuesday November 23, 2010 9:06 PM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

A cloaked figure walked through the town, with the hood hiding his/her face. It wasn't possible to tell the person's gender, or even what race he/she was as the robes were loose fitting. The conspicuous dress had some of the villagers watching the figure with curiosity or suspicious glances. The person didn't seem to mind, and was headed to a specific destination.

The figure finally reached the tavern and, upon entering it, pushed back her hood. Golden hair came loose and fell to the middle of her back. The pointed ears and sharp facial features were obvious signs that this woman was an elf. She also looked very young, not even an adult by Elven standards. Her green eyes looked around the room. Slowly, she crossed the room and went up the first flight of stairs, going to the common room.

The elf had heard stories of this place and wanted to see it for herself. She had traveled all the way from Quolinesti, and wasn't planning on returning any time soon. Once in the common room, she found the inn keep and ordered some Elven wine and couldn't resist the candied yams.

"I'd also like a room. I'm not sure how long I'll be staying," the elf told the inn keep.

"Well, child, how many nights do you want to pay for? You can always add more if you wish to lengthen your stay," the inn keep said.

The elf nodded. "I'll pay for two nights," she replied, and pulled the needed coins from an inside pocket of her cloak. Then, the elf turned to find a table.


 
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Wednesday November 24, 2010 9:56 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Miranda came down the stairs, thinking she had heard voices.

"Aggie? Have the others arrived yet?"

"No. It was a stranger. I gave her a room."

"Oh." Miranda said, sitting down at the table. Propping her feet up, she took a sip of her Ale. There was something about a nice cold Ale that always cheered her soul. Sighing she relaxed.

"Well I suppose whoever you checked in will make herself known soon." She grinned. UNtil then.. wanna play Knights and Dragons?"


 
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Saturday November 27, 2010 1:02 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

The Elf sat quietly at her table, her cloak now hanging over the back of her chair. A waitress approached her table, carrying a tray that was holding her glass of wine and the candied yams. The Elf excepted the food and drink with a simple nod. As the waitress walked away, the Elf began enjoying the candied yams. They tasted so sweet, and her face showed that she was enjoying them. She only stopped eating to take a small sip from her wine.

When she was finished, she looked around the room. The Elf observed a young woman talking about playing a game with the inn keeper. It was a game that she had never heard of. Judging by the name, it was something that humans played. She wondered if she should join them, but wasn't sure how the humans would react to her here. This was the first time she had been away from home, and didn't quite now how best to introduce herself.


 
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Saturday November 27, 2010 5:52 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Tassana skipped merrily down the long, winding road. Her ever trusty steed, Brightsky, lightly walking beside her.

They made an odd sight to behold. The small kender did not keep her brown hair tied in a topknot, but allowed it to flow loosely down her back. The golden tips glistening in the sunlight. Her red dress was only partly obscured by a thick black cloak. She wore black boots that came to her knees and made soft clunking noises as they hit the dirt path.

Her steed was majestic. He was a pegasus.

The two made quite the odd couple, but they didn't care.

As they approached the inn, the kender stopped and looked at it curiously. "Do you think they sell good ale?" she asked in a thickly accented voice.

The pegasus glanced at the inn for a moment, then gave a slight nod of his head. The kender smiled. "I agree. The only way to know for certain is to go in and ask," she said, touching the pegasus on the muzzle. "I'll return in a moment."

The pegasus kicked at the ground with his front hoof, but remained standing before the inn, a promise to stay. Tassana opened the large, heavy door and entered the inn.

She looked around the room and spotted the elven female. She immediately placed the girl as Qualinesti and smiled. "Hello," the kender greeted in perfect Qualinesti before turning to the bar.

The two women at the bar did not dissuade the kender. In fact, very little could dissuade her from her coarse. She made her way to the bad and climbed into one of the many bar stools. She glanced up at the elder lady.

"Hello," she greeted, her Common flawless, if accented. Though she was kender, her accent beget the Qualinesti people. "How much will a mug of ale, and possibly a bit of those delicious yams I smell, be?"

She reached into one of her many pockets and pulled out a small pouch that clunked heavily with coins. She then glanced up at the elder lady expectantly.


 
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Tuesday November 30, 2010 9:09 PM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Lysonna watched the Kender enter the inn, taking another sip of her wine. When the Kender spoke in flawless Qualinesti, Lysonna almost dropped her glass and her eyes wondered in amazement. She didn't recognize the Kender, but it was obvious that she must have stayed in her homeland for quite some time to have the accent down as well.

The Elf blinked, regaining her composure, but continued staring at the Kender. Finishing her wine, Lysonna stood, leaving the empty glass on the table, and walked over to the others. "Hello, Kender. Your flawless Qualinesti intrigues me," she said, in Elven. "How did you come to speak it so fluently?"


 
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Thursday December 2, 2010 2:26 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

The kender smiled pleasantly at the elf. When she spoke, she spoke in Qualinesti, "Qualinost is my homeland, like yours, dear elf. Though my ancestors did not come from there, my family does. Well..."

She glanced away for a moment, an expression of sadness gracing her features before flitting away. She turned back to the elf. "I was adopted by an elvish family when I was naught but an infant, freezing in the cold and nearly starving to death. Because our people do not believe in unnecessary deaths and my mother could not conceive easily, they welcomed me into their home. I lived there my whole life, believing I was an elf," she told the elf. She smiled brightly at this. "Imagine my surprise when I learned of my true heritage."

There was a mischievous look about the kender's face, but her smile was warm and friendly. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear before holding out her hand to the stranger. "My name is Tassana Burrfoot. Might I inquire yours?" she asked.


 
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Thursday December 2, 2010 6:17 PM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

"'Tis strange that I have not met you before," Lysonna thought aloud, also speaking in Qualinesti. When the Kender held out her hand and offered her name, Lysonna excepted it without hesitation. "Well met, Tassana. My name is Lysonna Dyminesk." For a moment, she couldn't find anything else to say and just let go of the Kender's hand.

After a moment, she thought to ask, "I'm guessing the Kender's Wonderlust has made itself known? Is that why you're here?" Lysonna thought that maybe she shouldn't have asked the question because it would bring up questions of why she was so far from home as well.


 
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Friday December 3, 2010 12:41 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Tassana studied the elf girl curiously. A strange look passed the kender's face, and then was gone. "If only that were the case," she said, honestly, glancing at the bottles and glasses that lined the wall behind the bar.

She gave Lysonna a soft smile. "I'm surprised you haven't heard of me either," she told the girl. "It was huge news when I left. 'A kender has been living in the forest disguised as an elf! And on top of that, she's made friends with the Speaker! What scandal!'"

She giggled at the irony of it all. With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she said, "You would think that being hundreds of years old, elves would learn to tell the difference between an elvish child and a kender. No offense to you, of course."

A sigh escaped the kender's lips as she said, "But that was many years ago. I can hardly remember the last time I laid eyes upon Qualinost."

A deep sadness overcame the kender and, suddenly, she seemed much older than one would have believed at first. "My adopted father used to joke that I was an elf in kender clothing," she whispered, her eyes downcast. "He found it incredible that I was able to learn the short bow and short sword so easily. He found it even more incredible when I informed him I would rather take up his art."

She glanced up again. Her youthfulness returned as she smiled. "He was a White Robe, in service to the great Solinari," she stated. "His dear friend, a neighbour of ours, was an archer and taught me everything he could. But I wanted to serve Solinari like my father."

Realizing she had been spending too much time talking of herself, Tassana's eyes widened. "My apologies," she said. "That was one kender trait my father could never rid me of. I speak far too much. Tell me, Lysonna. You cannot be much more than a hundred, if that. Why are you here?"


 
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Friday December 3, 2010 1:38 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Lysonna listened to the Kender as she spoke about her past. She found it rather intriguing that a Kender wanted to do so much. A lot of Kender wanted to perform magic since they are fascinated by it, but not many could actually learn the art.

The question the Elf had been dreading was naturally the next question the Kender asked. Lysonna sighed, thinking about her parents. She wondered a moment how they would look upon her if she ever went home. "Well, I've always had a taste for adventure. My parents were overly protective of me, and I did not get out of my house very often. When I did, it was usually against my parents' wishes. They termed me a rebel, but I just wanted to know what was out there, out here.

"I would think a Kender would understand, but I do not know if you can, given your past. I did not want to be sheltered anymore. Of course, my parents taught me how to use a bow as well, but not any melee weapons. They were afraid I would hurt myself, I guess," after she said this, she smiled at the last memory she had of her home.

"Basically, I ran away from home. I think my parents believe there is some human in me, or perhaps some Kender blood. In truth, though, they were smothering me, and I needed to get out. I have been traveling for a few months, and here I am. I have heard of this inn mentioned a few times as I traveled, and I wanted to find out for myself why it was so famous. I think the smells speak for themselves," Lysonna said, breathing in the scent of candied yams and spiced ham, although the meat didn't smell nearly as appealing to her.


 
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Friday December 3, 2010 3:56 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Tassana giggled, "You sound like Lady Laurana."

She glanced slightly at the door and tilted her head as though she had heard something. Then, shaking her head, she turned her attention back to the girl. "I'm sure you've heard of her?" she asked. "Lady Laurana Kanan? She was Gilthas' mother and a fine elf herself. She ran away, too, from the confines of Qualinost. Though, her reasoning wasn't quite what yours is. She ran away to be with her lover, a half-elf that had been shunned from elvish society."

She stopped again, looking at the door, her eyebrows furrowed. She rolled her eyes as she turned back to Lysonna.

"I do understand what it means to want to travel," she said. "Everyone deserves the right to see the world and make of it what you will."

She reached into one of her many pockets and pulled out a roll of parchment. Opening it, she spread it out upon the bar and showed it to the elf. It was a very well drawn map covering all of Ansalon.

"I've traveled most of this continent. I didn't have much choice. After I left Qualinost, I thought it prudent to find the Tower of High Sorcery," she explained. "I wanted to take the Test and become a full wizard. However, along the way, I met quite a few very interesting characters."

She pointed to a spot on the map that was labeled "Solace." "That is where my real father is buried," she stated. "I met a couple of his friends there. Nearly gave one of them a heart attack upon seeing me."

Tassana opened the map further and pointed to another spot that said "Palanthus." "I met some more of my father's old friends here. It's a very beautiful city, too. You should definitely see it. Of course, it doesn't hole the majesty of Qualinost, but then," she sighed, "very little does."

The kender pointed to an area to the far east. "Over here is Kendermore," she said. "I visited there many years ago. Nearly died there, along with my betrothed at the time. It was really sad, but interesting. I didn't really know what a kender was until I visited."

She looked pointedly at Lysonna. "I do not regret it," she confirmed. "Though I will say that I have never felt I was kender. Meeting my kinsmen only confirmed my suspicions that I was an oddity amongst them. Like Qualinesti, I knew I could never truly fit in in Kendermore, especially if I wished to keep my things."

"I didn't fit in anywhere," she said. "Once I became a wizard, I had no home. My betrothed was dead, too, by draconians. Nasty creatures," she hissed and turned her head as though to spit, but didn't. "I started traveling back to Solace. Maybe, with any luck, I'll be able to find a home among those my birth father called friends. They seemed nice enough and had accepted me with open arms. One, in particular, had taken to calling me 'cousin,' though he was human and not possibly related to me."

She looked closely at the map, as though searching for something. Finding it, she pointed to a small dot next to the Darken Wood. "I found this place by accident," she told the elf. "Fernwood Village is a little place and my home. That's where I finally found true acceptance. There are all sorts of people who live there. People and..."

She glanced up at the girl. The kender's eyes were flooded with mischief as she whispered, "Dragons."


 
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Friday December 3, 2010 10:43 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Miranda walked over to the table the ladies were sitting at and smiled. She pulled up a chair, it's back facing toward the two. She sat, her arms crossed on the back of the chair, listening intently. "Such stories. You're both quite lucky to have had such expieriences." She placed two frosty mugs of ale down in front of the two ladies. She had been eyeballing the two while making small talk with Aggie. The two made quite the pair, and reminded her of a group of heroes she had heard about once upon a time.. Although if she recollected, one was a Kender and the other a Dwarf.

She furrowed her brow as she sat down, her hand briefly touching the amulet that hung around her neck. She glanced to the Kender. "I am sorry to hear of your father."

She smiled at the elf. "You're quite brave. To leave your home.. and on your own too!" Her calm face unconsciously slipped to a grimmace as she though of the time she had left home.

"Aggie and I go way back.. I haven't been here.. in many many years." Shaking her head at the realisation she had been completely rude, she straighted, blushed.

"And I owe you both an apology. My name is Miranda. It's a pleasure to make your aquintance!"

((I am VERY sorry for the delay. I have been rediculously sick. Won't happen again!))


 
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Friday December 3, 2010 10:08 PM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

"Of course I have heard of Lady Laurana, and Tanis Half-Elven. They were both from Qualinost too. I met both of them on a few occasions. And I take that as a compliment, sounding like Laurana," Lysonna smiled.

When the Kender pulled out a map, Lysonna studied it with genuine interest. She had never known that Ansalon was so large. She listened to Tassana mention a few spots and those she met while she was there. Solace sounded familiar, and Lysonna wondered who she had heard speak of that city before. When she pointed to Palanthas, Lysonna thought that she might go there next, just to see how beautiful it was. Fernwood Village sounded completely unfamiliar, and, if it hadn't been for Tassana being different from most Kender, Lysonna would have thought that the part about the dragons was just a tall-tale. However, after the Dragonlance War, could she really question it? Especially since Laurana had ridden to battle on a dragon and was nicknamed the Golden General.

When the woman that Lysonna had noticed before came over and finally spoke, the Elf didn't feel any resentment toward her. "My name is Lysonna. I don't know if you can call it bravery... I know my people back home wouldn't be using that word to describe me."


 
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Saturday December 4, 2010 12:04 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Tassana was momentarily confused. "Sorry to hear of my father?" she questioned. When she realized what the woman meant, she laughed, "Oh, I never met him. He died before I could make it to Solace. In fact, if anything, I am proud of my father. He died a hero. And now he is with his friends."

She was very casual as she spoke of her father. She really didn't know how else to be. She assumed she was meant to feel bad about his death, but she really couldn't bring herself to do so. He had been brave, so she didn't look at it as a loss.

"I just hope that one day I could be half as great as he was," she told the two.

Then she smiled at Miranda. "I'm Tassana Burrfoot," she introduced herself. She glanced at Lysonna. "I wouldn't worry so much about what your kinsmen think of you. Elves are known for casting quick judgments without knowing the full story. They're also far too conservative. I think that's why I never really fit in there."

She giggled, "When I was a child, my adopted parents did everything they could to stamp out the kender traits I had. They did a fine job of it, too, if I say so myself."

Tassana stopped a moment and glanced at the door. Her lips were pinched together and she looked rather angry. Then, she turned back to the two ladies and she smiled kindly. She looked at Lysonna again and said, "My betrothed was an elf. Of course, neither of our families knew we were betrothed. While my family would probably have readily accepted it, Garthalas was my best friend and they loved him, we both knew his family would never agree to it. They wanted him to marry this elven lady who lived in the city."

She took a sip from her mug. When she pulled the mug away from her mouth, she licked her lips, smacking them together, and looked at the mug. "Brightsky was right! This is good ale!" she said, before drinking more.


 
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Saturday December 4, 2010 12:30 PM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Miranda smiled at Tasana. "I'm sorry. I guess that's what happens one one assumes." She giggled nevrously.

She quirked a brow at Lysonna. "Where I am from, it's very brave indeed.."

Aggie hobbled over with three steaming plates of porkchops and veggies. She topped off the glasses of ale and sat down next to the young ones for a moment.

"Sorry dears.. just need.. to catch my breath." She said. Her vision began to swam, and she was prespiring a little.

Miranda looked to Aggie, a line of concern appearing between her eyes. "Aggie? Are you ok?"

Aggie straightened herself. "I am now dear. I'm sorry to worry you." She reached out her hand, and placed it tenderly on Miranda's arm. "This old body isn't what it used to be!"

She smiled to the Elf and the Kender and hobbled back behind the bar.

Miranda watched her old friend until she made it behind the bar.


 
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Sunday December 5, 2010 11:50 PM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Tassana put her mug down and clapped her hands together at the sight of the food. "Now for some food!" she said as she picked up her fork and started to dig in.

Though it was obvious she was hungry, the kender maintained a grace about her that spoke of her elvish upbringing. She pulled a knife out of one of her pockets as well as a handkerchief. She cut the meat into small bite-sized pieces and used the handkerchief to dab at her lips before spearing a piece of pork with her fork and placing it into her mouth. She chewed completely and swallowed before she said, "This is delicious. Perhaps your friend, Aggie, and I could discuss the recipe, Miranda? I would really like to know what she uses to season this."

She ate a bit more, washing down the contents with a sip of ale.


 
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Monday December 6, 2010 10:31 PM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Lysonna ate some her vegetables, staying away from the meat and the ale. She knew it wouldn't take much to get herself drunk and did not want to seem a fool in front of these... acquittances. When Agatha walked back to stand behind the bar, Miranda wasn't the only one watching the woman with worry. Although she didn't know anything about the innkeeper, Lysonna felt worried for her as well. She felt sad and wondered why humans had to have such short lifespans.

On a better note, the vegetables weren't as good as the candied yams, but they were still very tasty, even to Elven standards. Lysonna was very pleased that she had made this her first stop on her journey to explore. She remembered an old saying that her mentor used to tell her, when she told him about her wish to find adventure. He used to say, "Heroes and those who are brave don't go looking for trouble, it is trouble that seeks them out." Obviously, Lysonna wasn't listening. She was hoping she would be able to find an adventure during her travels.


 
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Saturday January 8, 2011 12:15 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Tassana took one last bite of pork, chewed it well enough, and swallowed. She finished her meal by downing her mug of ale. She dabbed her lips demurely with her napkin and wiped her hands before stuffing the napkin in one of her many pockets.

"That really was a lovely meal," she said, smiling at Lysonna. "Wouldn't you agree?"

She hopped down from her chair and began straightening her clothes. She had always been small, even for a kender, but she didn't really mind it. Sure it made things hard, but then, people always underestimated her tiny stature and that gave her an advantage. She glanced around uncertainly. "Where's--" she started, then stopped when she thought about it. "Right. Brightsky has it."

She gave Lysonna and Miranda a brilliant smile. "Well, I best be off. I'm not sure how much longer Brightsky will wait for me. We're due in Fernwood soon. My son, Saegle, and his wife just welcomed a new baby into the world and I am anxious to meet her."

She pointed to the map that was still laying open on the table. "I want you to have this, Lysonna," she said. "If you're going to be traveling, you'll need it to go from place to place and it is one of the most accurate maps I own. I've been making my own maps since most of my father's are quite old. This one is especially good because it was most recently completed."

She smiled. "It was a pleasure meeting you both. I do hope we meet again sometime."

The kender gave both women an elegant curtsy and began making her way towards the door. As she got to the door, she stopped and turned around. She threw the women a mischievous smile. "Unless, of course, you would like to come with me?"


 
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Saturday January 15, 2011 9:04 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

At Tassana's first question, Lysonna agreed full-heartedly. The food was great, and she was enjoying being in new company. "Congrats," Lysonna said to the Kender, when she found out that Tassana had recently become a grandmother. As Tassana indicated the map, Lysonna looked at it, both surprised and pleased that she was receiving such a gift from a potential new friend, even though they had just met.

"Thank you! It will certainly come in handy," she assured Tassana. "I will definitely keep this safe."

The elf was even more surprised when Tassana offered Lysonna and Miranda to go along with her on her journey. Lysonna grinned. "I'd be happy to join you. It would be a pleasure to travel with someone much more experienced. There's a good chance I might get lost even with a map," she added the last sheepishly.


 
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Saturday January 15, 2011 11:52 PM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Tassana giggled. "That is why I am glad I have Brightsky," she replied. "He keeps me from getting lost, and, well, from wandering off my original course."

As the small kender walked outside she was greeted by a very disgruntled pegasus stallion. He was about the size of a warhorse with giant feathery wings folded neatly at his sides. Upon his back was a leather saddle, though he wore only a leather halter and lead rope. His white mane and tail glistened in the dying sunlight as he snorted and pawed at the ground.

"Brightsky, this is Lysonna," Tassana introduced as she walked up to the pegasus and petted him. "Lysonna, this is Brightsky, my companion and protector."

Attached to the saddle was a golden hoopak with a leather sling atop it and a steel tip on the bottom. Tassana nodded. She knew she had left it there and she was glad to have found it. "Alright, Brightsky, Lysonna and I are going to walk for a little while. If you would like, you could fly a bit and stretch your wings."

*She's coming with us?* asked a masculine voice. The pegasus' mouth did not move, though it was clear he was the only one who could have spoken.

The kender's eyebrows furrowed. "Is there a problem with that?"

Brightsky looked at the elfmaiden for a moment, then back at the kender. *What about Saegle, my lady? And Lady Selina? I'm not sure they will be pleased with--*

"Saegle will be more than pleased to meet Lysonna," Tassana argued. "And Selina has been wanting to meet others of her kind, correct? Well, Lysonna is a Qualinost, which isn't like a Kagonesti, but they are both elves, right? So, Selina will be pleased."

Brightsky shook his head. *After all those years living amongst the Qualinesti, one would think you would learn to tell the difference.* He glanced at Lysonna. *I assume Lady Tassana informed you she was raised by Qualinesti elves? And no doubt, she gave you the entire story about how she and the Speaker, King Gilthas, are really good friends?*


 
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Sunday January 16, 2011 4:39 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

When Lysonna first laid eyes on the Pegasus, she was amazed. The creature was much more graceful and magnificent looking than any of the Griffins she had come across, and her breath had been temporarily taken away. When the Pegasus spoke, Lysonna could only stare in wonderment. The Griffins had never spoke, at least, not to her.

The elf blinked, regaining her composure. "Uh... Yes, she did tell me a bit about her past," Lysonna said, when she finally found her voice. "Although we grew up in the same city, we never met until now. I ran away from my home and am new to traveling. Tassana was kind enough to give me a map, but I fear I would still get lost some how. I would like to accompany you." She felt a little strange speaking to Brightsky.

Lysonna looked from the Pegasus to the kender, not sure what else to say or do.


 
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Wednesday January 19, 2011 5:17 AM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Tassana untied her hoopak from Brightsky's saddle. "This was a gift from Fizban," she told Lysonna. "He was a really great guy who adored my birth father. It has this ability to come to me when I need it, no matter where I am or where it is, and it cannot break. Gives me some extra fighting power, too."

Brightsky snorted, *She never uses it for it's intended purposes, though.*

"It's not my fault if I was never taught to use one properly," the kender argued, taking Brightsky's lead rope in hand and beginning the trek out of the town.

*It is when you do not bother to take the time with the mage,* he pointed out, flicking his tail. *He offered and you refused.*

Tassana sighed as she glanced at Lysonna. "Just wait," she said conspiratorially. "You are going to love the adventure we meet on the road. It's always great fun."

*If there is any adventure,* the stallion said. *There is always a chance that we won't run into anything bad.*

"Seriously?" the kender questioned. "Do you really believe a kender mage traveling with a pegasus and an elf won't get caught in some trouble? I think you underestimate our chances."

The pegasus rolled his eyes. *Be careful, Lady Lysonna,* he warned. *Though Lady Tassana will never touch your possessions without your permission, she has this horrible habit of finding trouble.*

"I don't find trouble," she argued. "Trouble usually finds me."

As the sun set upon them, the three companions walked out of the small town on an old dirt road. Brightsky was used to traveling at night with his mistress, in fact, he often encouraged it. Most people slept during the night and very few creatures would venture to attack a pegasus. It made travel easy more often than not. But Brightsky also saw the look in his mistress's eyes and knew there would be at least one spot of trouble.


 
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Wednesday February 16, 2011 9:38 PM

RE: The journey's end tavern.

Lysonna grinned. "You really think we'll find an adventure? I've always dreamed of having an adventure!" The elf said excitedly. "Whether we find trouble, or trouble finds us, it makes no difference to me." Lysonna thought that it was amusing that the kender and the Pegasus were arguing.

Lysonna looked up at the darkening sky and was glad that she had her Elven Sight. She heard that Kender had extremely good eye sight as well, so between the two of them, they would be able to see anything that came their way. I've met a Kender and a Pegasus for the first time. I wonder what other surprises await us on our journey? the Elf thought absently as they walked down the dirt road.

"Well, even if nothing does happen, we sure are an interesting little group," Lysonna thought aloud. "Maybe it's because this is my first time outside my city, but I've never heard of a Kender, an Elf, and a Pegasus travelling together. I'm sure we'll attract attention."


 
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