Story

The 300th Sun, 1264
The sun begins to set over the Western sea as a man plays a lonely song to himself and the waves gently lap the shore.

A woman walks down the road to a tavern. She opens the door to find a musty old tavern. A strange man sits alone in the back, eating peanuts.

Two whited haired men sit to left, in conversation with a turtle with a moustache. Closer to the bar, yet another white haired man desperately tries to join a conversation with an elf and a halfling, to no avail. At the nearest table to the entrance, a girl in a dark cloak sips her drink, her hood doing a poor job concealing her horns.



The noblewoman sits down at the table with the elf and halfling, introducing herself as Cleo from the next town over. No one at the table believes this as she is dressed in fine fabrics and leathers and literally wearing a golden crown. Her attempts at being inconspicuous have gone extremely poorly. The others continue to ignore the white haired man, also strangely dressed in a blue and gold uniform, introducing themselves as Faron and Valeria.

Meanwhile, at another table, the masked man is being interrogated by the others in his group. He tells them he's Akou, and where he's from, "masks are all the rage in fashion!" throwing a verbal jab to the woman wearing a crown the table over. Unconvinced that masks are now the height of fashion, the turtle introduces himself as Mikey, a former pirate from way out east in Kapteyn. Upon hearing that name, Colt, sitting next to him realizes that he once knew a fellow by the name of Mikey, but hadn't seen him in years since the accident. Mikey tells him that he is the boy from his past. The two share a moment in remembrance of their childhood friend. Weirded out by the trauma, Akou leaves to attempt to join another table.

The blue clad white-haired man attempts to chat up the hooded girl sitting at the from of the tavern, but he is met with the coldest reception yet. Defeated, he heads to the bar to drown his sorrows.

Just as Akou sits down, the people at the table have been discussing sleep arrangements for the night ahead. Cleo has found from the barkeep that there are no rooms left at the inn, but he doesn't reccomend staying here for long. Reports speak of a group of hooded figures kidnapping lone travelers for an unknown purpose. Valeria has offered Faron and Cleo a place to stay, as she regales the two, and now Akou, the story of how her and her friend Lysana had been taking part in the Western Sailing Race. A devastating crash took the life of her friend and stranded her in Toliman for the past year. Akou attempts to cajole her into some accomodation for the night. Valeria plainly states that, she "doesn't know if you'll fit, this might be a girls thing."

Upset with the continued trauma, Akou heads back to his original table, figuring that maybe he could bunk with the turtle. Unfortunately for him, he finds out that turtles carry their own accommodations on their back, but Colt offers to share his rooftop if Akou agrees to help keep watch. He accepts, given that the alternative is he sleeps in a dark, wet alley alone.

Overhearing talk of accommodations, the hooded girl walks up to the bar to ask the barkeep for her room key. Whether by poor memory or malice, the barkeep acts as if he has no idea what she speaks of. The white haired man slams his axe down attempting to intimidate the barkeep into helping the girl, but the barkeep only responds with mild annoyance, asking him to keep his weapons out of the tavern. Luckily, the girl is able to convince to the barkeep for an old shack out the back of the tavern, but not before hearing the story of how his beloved horse passed away recently, and that it was formerly the horse's home. She is unfazed.

Faron saunters up to the bar much more friendly now for some reason, to ask the man his name. He declares,

"I am Ambrose Everdawn, Royal Guard of Solum! It is simply obscene that you do not know the goings on in the capital, it's the only place that really matters!"

He proceeds to rattle the news items he had received from his weekly briefing. Of course the Summer Festival and new year approaches in only 60 suns. Weaker crop harvests are reported across the League, while Brannick does not seem worried and is actively seeking marriage. Echoing the barkeep, he also speaks of the hooded men sighted across the Southern Union territories.

"Thus I am here to protect you citizen. Now I will return to my government subsidized housing for the night, I bide thee adieu."

As the night winds down and people return to their various dwellings, Cleo, Faron, and Valeria, decide to question the man in the back of the bar. Asking him what his deal is, they receive a cryptic response,

"I am Morgan. The journey will be longer than the Alfven, and steeper than Solum's Crown,"

before the man returns to lining up his peanuts. Perplexed, Faron grabs some of his peanuts before leaving for the night. He is unfazed.

The patrons shuffle out of the tavern leaving only Morgan and the barkeep in an otherwise empty room.

Just before they leave, Valeria turns to Cleo. "Honestly, I don't believe your story. If I'm letting you stay in my home, at least tell me your real name?" Cleo relents, telling her group that her real name is Illya, but nothing more.

The 301st Sun, 1264 YS
Akou and Colt awake together on a rooftop near the tavern. They soak in the golden sunrise as Mikey stirs from his shell on a street below. Colt turns to his new partner and tells him, "Hey, I'm headed to Arahall to pick up a package and with those reports of kidnappings around, I'd rather be travelling in a group." Akou agrees to tag along, ready to see new vistas to inspire his art. Mikey hollers from below asking to come as well. Colt relents, initially offering him a single bronze piece per day, before finally agreeing on two bronze pieces after much protest from the turtle.

Over at Val's shack, Illya is also planning on heading to Arahall, although her intentions still remain shrouded in secrecy. Like, Colt, she asks her companions to join her on the journey. Both are eager to get out of the hovel that is Toliman, especially Val, having been stuck there for over a year. The promise of pay seals the deal.

As Colt's party prepares to leave, Phoebe peeks out of her dead horse shack, inquiring where they're headed. She resolves to join them, payment not required, so long as they aren't headed to Solum. The boys are happy to have another person in their group. Strength in numbers?

The last to awaken is Ambrose. Stepping out of his government subsidized housing, he overhears Illya's party preparing to depart for Arahall. As a royal guard, he confidently approaches them, "HAIL CITIZEN," offering his services and protection, at no cost of course. They are skeptical given the previous nights events, but eventually decide having a royal guard with them would be prudent. As soon as they agree, Ambrose's facade drops.

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you you wouldn't believe how lonely it is out here I thought they were sending me somewhere important but its been months you would nev-"

He continues his blubbering as both parties leave Toliman behind.



The 308th Sun, 1264 YS
After nearly eight days of travel, both parties reach Arahall, the Western Capital. Having awkardly followed each other at a distance for the duration of the week, they go there separate ways, Colt and company to pick up his package, Illya to visit the part around the city walls.