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Discussion in 'Tarrey Town' started by Edric Barrett, May 1, 2018.

  1. Lyrik

    Lyrik Showstopper
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    Edric. So that was his name. Not Steve, not Alphonse. Lyrikai could admit he was a little disappointed in the notion. In his mind, Alphonse fitted this big fellow much better than some 'Edric'. Alas, he wasn't the one who named this man. He could only worry about his own name that fit him so beautifully. It was so musical and melodious in sound. He was proud of it as it was far better than that hideous title his Hylian caretakers had tried bestowing upon him. While he was ever grateful for their care as he could not have survived without it, Lyrik Ion fit much better to the title of a bard. It had a much better ring and could be so much more well known.

    "Thank you so kindly for your invitation, love."
    Gloved hands pressed together in a most pleasing way, eager to get in there and go hide under the tent's shade to rest until the sun would cease its brutality upon him. He made a beeline for it. He didn't need to be told twice. Whatever work he had to do could be done anywhere, and better it be done in a shady spot where he would not slowly waste away. There were plenty of tables and chairs here that could find one in a corner to settle in and get to work. What he most needed was a drink of water, but he didn't dare as quite yet. He had troubled the Edric enough for this moment.

    "As soon as I have something suitable on paper, I shall let you know, love. You will be the first."
    As much as he hated working, this was very important for his reputation, and it even sounded a little bit like fun. He didn't trouble himself to pay attention to anyone else as others trickled into the area to join the construction. They could build whatever they wanted, it mattered not. The music hall was Lyrik's baby.
     
  2. Edric Barrett

    Edric Barrett For the Order
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    Without needing too much prodding or even a secondary invitation; he could only watch that of the twili practically bolt for the shade of the tent. Somewhere in the silent recesses of his mind did he give an amused hum. Suppose it would be uncomfortable if he really thought about it.

    Cupping hands behind his back letting the cape drape leisurely down the length of his frame, a quick eye moved over the general vicinity again. Making mental notes of each person. Rather each person whom he could see their face clearly. Logging away their expressions so he might readily recall them.

    There was a group of gerudo women that held his attention longer. Their frames noticeably pointed towards another section of the grounded grid lines. They were naturally tall already but there was one among them that was even taller. Her crimson hair free flowing minus that of a half tail bun at the top of her head. She seemed to take stock of him in the same moment he took of her. Emerald eyes locked on him and there was an exchange of unheard conversation from each.

    Eventually relenting in Edric nodding his head politely. This woman was the speaker of the gerudo and he knew there would be time later to speak privately with her.

    Instead he refocused his movements. Orientating back towards the tent that was designated for that of himself. The tent flaps were pinned open allowing those to see in and vice versa. A single Orderite was nearby, went by Dusty if he was correct. “Any one new within town that is interested in helping;” His sharp ears had moved subtly by comparison to the start of his entire frame; the hylian turning to gawk at him. “Bring them to this tent. It is in our best interest to keep the peace between ourselves and our gracious Gerudo guests. We mustn’t ruffle their feathers accidentally even by that of curious lollygaggers. Is this understood, Dusty?” The man seemed momentarily confused that his name or rather nickname was spoken but gave a deep bow. Signifying he had been listening. With that knowledge, it may be a good idea to develop a sign in sheet to determine who has come and gone from the construction site.

    A final look up and down, Edric stepped into the tent. His focus taking hold on Lyrik; “Please help yourself to whatever you need. If there is nothing within your reach, merely ask.” Another larger desk was further inside. Closer to the back-tent wall that would be his perch for a bit. Depending on whom entered.
     
  3. Kaythenia

    Kaythenia Newbie
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    Kaythenia clocked the group of Gerudo women and what looked like a member of the Twili, sat under a tree, at one of the tables busily working on something. He looked somewhat, out of place, a bit like a peacock in his ostentatious style. She quirked a brow, but regardless, there was work to be done. She removed her silk wrapped Tarot deck from her pack and set a smile on her face, grabbing one of the tables under the tree near the Twili. Unwrapping the deck and spreading the silk across the top of the table.

    “Those of an enquiring mind, ever been curious about your future?”

    One of the Gerudo women came over, planted her hands on her hips, giving Kaythenia a once over. She didn’t say anything for a moment and Kaythenia was almost waiting for someone to kick off at her presence. But she didn’t, she sat opposite Kaythenia, leaning forward as if to take her into her confidence.

    “Will I meet a handsome, strong voe?”

    Kaythenia laid her hand across the deck. “Ten rupees for the reading and we’ll find out.”

    There was no bartering, The Gerudo woman put the gem down eagerly. The others she was with seemed to notice and came to watch, standing around them. Kaythenia shuffled the deck, now she had an audience. Excellent. She spread the cards face down across the silk, then steepled her fingers, watching the Gerudo woman with interest.

    “Focus on your question, run your hand over the cards, when it feels right, stop and pick it. Lay it out face down. Take four.”

    Over a couple of minutes she picked her cards, Kaythenia picked up the rest of the deck and placed it aside. She flicked the first one face up. The Shaman looked from the card with eyes that were both clear and open, and yet there was something ancient within his steady gaze.

    “Interesting, your first card, the Shaman. You’re ready for initiate yourself into life’s mysteries. Travelling, gaining experience, confidence and bringing change to your life. Perhaps preparing you for love?”

    She glanced up, the woman she was reading for wasn’t the only highly intent face, hanging on her every word. Kaythenia turned over the second card. A dark, serpentine figure rose from the water, holding a golden mirror to her breast. With her left hand she held a crystal ball.

    “The Mirror, patience, now is not the time to force pace or drive on. In your circumstance, love will come in it’s own time.”

    The young woman turned over the third card. A man and woman stood side by side, between them a maypole, represented by a birch tree, surrounded by wildflowers.

    “The Forest Lovers, they represent both balance in love and the union between two people. To love, you must accept yourself and accept the wholeness of another person. Love is it’s own reward.”

    The last card was the card that linked the other three together. It was the Knight of Arrows, represented by a Hawk.

    “The Knight of Arrows, a messenger of fate, it will help you see through any doubt and uncertainty. Be swift, subtle and follow your instincts.”

    The woman seemed pleased by this outcome, she was looking slightly dreamily at the Forest Lovers card. Another Gerudo stepped forward and put her rupees down.

    “When will I meet the man I will call my husband?”

    ‘I’m sensing a theme here….’
     
  4. Lyrik

    Lyrik Showstopper
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    (I am sooooo sorry for the wait, guys! Busy week and my computer had issues with its own self)

    "I will be sure to ask,"
    Lyrikai replied chipperly. He would indeed ask for anything he needed. He'd been given paper and a pen and he had a nice solid and smooth surface to work upon. Though he had never drawn blueprints before, nor had he drawn any kinds of landscapes or building scenes or really ever drawn anything at all, if there was one thing Lyrikai could do, it was show his majestic mind to the world and share his imagination, his ideas with everyone.

    "There is one thing though, love, if it isn't too much trouble."
    Maybe it wasn't quite what this Edric was for, but he had a bunch of lackeys running around and he could send them away on errands probably. "Is it too much to ask for a glass of water? I dry out so terribly in this heat and this sun." He was such a delicate flower! Though actually it was just because his twilit nature didn't do so well with the sun or other bright lights.

    He had so much work to get done here, though clearly not far enough away that he could ignore it and get to his working, some woman was... soliciting people? Or they were soliciting her? He had no idea. He had been trying not to listen, but it was proving increasingly difficult. He set aside the work he hadn't yet started to watch for a minute or two. Eventually something clicked and the Twili seemed to recognize what was going on.

    "Ah!"
    he called aloud, "Fortune reading!" It was suddenly a revelation like he had known all along what it was but couldn't bring any sort of name to the art. "How terribly exciting and foreboding as well. Such a lost and misunderstood art form if I do say so!" He could move a little closer and maybe be a part of this. He was more of a music goer himself, but art was art and he liked being in the front row audience whenever possible.
     
  5. Edric Barrett

    Edric Barrett For the Order
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    Cupping hands around his back the request that came from Lyrik was returned with a nod. A motion around and there were those who would respond favorably. He’d personally go to sit behind the desk that was brought letting someone fetch Lyrik a glass of water.

    Unrolled and pinned at each corner was that of the map. The crude basics of what Tarrey Town could be like. Could being a very operative word considering how nothing ever really came out as perfect as what they planned for. Elbows perched to either side of his frame upon the desk. Attention moving over the map before him. Debating some ideas. Discarding others. He personally wasn’t aware of how long he had been sitting there before Lyrik’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

    Pardon?” Displaying fingers out before him, it admittedly took a moment of replaying his voice through his mind before he realized what had been said. Drawing his chin upwards, Edric blinked curiously out the tent. Pinning focus on a grouping of Gerudo women in a cluster. So much for being told when there was another person within their midst’s.

    Humming gently, Edric pushed himself up and noted Lyrik’s words. “It is also a very taboo art within the Order.” He replied cautiously but he wasn’t here to perch the word of the Order. He was instructed to help build the town, not chase out peddlers. “Mr. Lyrik, would you mind accompanying me?” Chainmail and plate alike moved in soft patters on his frame. Returning hands to behind his back, he’d wait patiently for that of the twili. Only stepping back out when it was apparent the company he kept was ready.

    The gerudo women were like hens. Clustering around fresh seed in hopes to get a bite though upon closer inspection as they came closer, the tarot reader was hylian. Curious but not unheard of he supposed. His appearance did draw one or two curious eyes of the ladies. At one of them seemed to take his presence as cue to fade out and return to her own higher of command. “After you Mr. Lyrik.” Edric opened his hand in forward motion, letting him get a better view of this heretic art.
     

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