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Post by Zet on Sept 16, 2007 23:20:56 GMT -5
A large city near Bern's caste that carries the kingdom's name. One can find thousands of people on the streets at any time during the day and hundreds of sneaks, crooks, and other unsavory characters during the night. If a traveler wants information of goods in Bern, this is the place to be. They just need to keep a tight grip on their coinpurse.
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Post by Miracles on Aug 5, 2010 19:03:05 GMT -5
Rivern and Resin walked out of the Wyvern's Roost within a few moments after buying supplies. They could head out now it seemed, though they weren't particularly sure of where they wanted to go. Rivern walked on for a few moments before stopping at the center of town. He took a look towards Resin and took a moment to think. "Well, we may as well just head out. I suppose Khathelet is a place to start, perhaps some exploring to be done. Hell, maybe I can test myself out on bandits or something." Rivern said with a grin plastered on his face.
Resin only shrug and looked in the direction of the mentioned location. "Well, we may as well hurry up. Good thing we move fast with that wyvern of yours." Resin replies in his usual tone that lacked joy or sadness, though it seemed to border sadness. Rivern nodded and made his way to the exit of the town, picking up his pace as the lances clanged against each other. Whistling thrice, two short and one long, Rivern called Shade to the entrance with Resin right behind the moving rider.
Immediately a black mass made its way towards the call, moving with great speed before landing on the ground with force to make the ground tremble. It looked at its rider and his ally with that same look of curiousity. Where would they go now? Shade was always the curious wyvern after all, and he rather enjoyed their flights as he disliked being still for too long. Rivern quickly jumped onto the wyvern's back and pulled Resin up with him, who then promptly grasped the various lances and placed them in their proper place on the wyvern. Shade took little notice of the new weight, considering it wasn't slowed down much at all.
"To Khathelet!" Rivern shouts, pointing his Iron Lance in the direction of the town as Resin braced himself as best he could. In mere moments they were off into the skies and towards their new destination.
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