Botar

Really well done my fellow alchemist, quite the read :D

(( I live in the vale.. I feel like I should try this wonderful " Lake mead " ))

* Botar hears the news as he enters the city of arethor, coming back to the world after his long stay away in the wilds, A mixture of sadness and weariness plastered upon his face. He sits down at a bench, taking it in another of his old friends has departed from this world, leaving the living behind. He sits and rubs his eyelids, counting out the names flowing through his brain, now adding Ezekial Tarus to the list and letting out a shuddered sigh and looking out into the square. " so another of us old men have left this plane have we? another one of us men who have walked this world for so long? " * shakes his head and stands, walking to the main entrance, when he something strange, a ragged banner of house tarus, hanging in the stones. He picks it from the bricks and holds it for a moment then letting it flutter into the breeze. smiling as he see's it go, sends it off with one last salute, what the old warrior would have wanted *

- Botar lifts his head from his work, trying to prepare his home and goods for travel, far from the frozen shores of holm when he stops, raising his head feeling something big has just transpired, and for a moment, feels a pang of sadness, unsure why he goes on with his work, wiping away a tear -

* eldrean see's a notice as he walks out of the tavern, making a quick stop on his way out of asulon near oren's far borders. He stops and looks at the notice, frowns at first but then smiles * " I hope she will be happy at least... if not I'm going to kick that count's arse all over peckerwood."

- As you are walking down the main road from aethor to the temple you come across a scene of wreckage, a caravan tipped on its side and the horses slaughtered, groans heard from the other side, You have heard reports of bandit attacks and rush to the other side, expecting the worse. You come across what can only be described as odd, men who are wearing mask's and leather armour laying on the ground, groaning with there arms and legs quickly tied up, you count three of them in all. Other then the bandits you see a few what appear to be Merchant's and guards, expertly done bandages lie over various parts, they seem to be in various sitting and standing positions, looking about as confused as you. You decide to ask one of them what has transpired as he beings to tell the tale. They tell you they where being robbed, the bandits ambushing them and quickly overpowering them, looking as though as they killed there guardsmen, and they where holding them up, taking all there good's and items when out of no where A strange man appeared and what seemed to be a blue woman. The bandits told them to shove off and threatened them with action. They simply nodded to each other and started to walk forward, the doctor approaching the bandits while the woman walked to the wounded. One of the bandits lunged at the woman and with a motion almost unseen the man whipped out a cane and smacked the bandit square across the jaw with a loud crack, sending him sprawling on the dirt, as the other two bandits jumped at him. While the man fought off the bandits, the woman walked over to the wounded guard's and seemed to pour out some strange concoction and gave it to them, seemingly almost instantly bringing them back to life, as she then tended to there wounds with bandage's. The merchant seems stunned over the whole thing, seeing how quick it transpired, in the short time it took the woman to heal the two guardsmen the other person had already dispatched and tied up the now bleeding and groaning bandits, who only a short time ago where about ready to take there lives. Once the dust had settled what was left was two healed and quickly recovering guardsmen and three beaten bandits. You ask the merchant what was the mans name,He tells you that when he snapped out of it he had noticed the man and the woman where already walking away, in the direction of the temple. He called out asking there name's and the man simply turned around, and flashed a smile saying " Just two friendly medic's coming back home, are names are not important". With that they walked off, hand in hand to the temple, both the man and the woman, talking and laughing as they strolled away. The merchant finishes his tale, just as a few oren guard's and monks come by, saying some one told them there was a attack. When you ask who they say they do not know, only a man and a strange looking woman. You look down the road to the temple, and the thought crossed your mind, " Just who are these people, and what on earth is coming to asulon?"-

I feel sort of at fault.. cause I was part of the group that sort of.. hijacked the village that spawned where haven was .3.

-Botar sits in the warm wilderness home, Namalli sleeping peacefully nearby, He looks out the window to the warm sun and the gentle breeze, greatly enjoying his vacation from the life he has lived. He stops into the pantry to grab something to eat and thinks " I wonder how everyone else is getting along?"-

Botar Stumbles down the road, Twirling his cane and smiling, enjoying his vacation greatly, traveling down the dust road when he notices in a small mound of dirt, a bit of white poking out of the soft brown. Curious he bends down to examine it, taken aback finding that it is a skull, frowning he goes to put it back when he see's the post of wood, and the name upon it. He recognizes the name, and the memories of time past come back to him, the army, the talks they had, the time they had found his city unlocked. Good memories. He turns down to the skull and lets out a ragged sigh, placing it back down gently and properly covering it, making sure the poppy flowers are put back into place, also putting something of his own in the grave, A small round bottle of clear blue liquid, something from the past. Botar stands back up and dusts off his pants, hearing his wife Namalii call for him, turning to the grave one last time and bowing, and smiling, hoping his friend will have a good rest. ( Take care my scarred friend, and may real life treat ya as good as we have)

* A note written in a large flowing script, seeming to have spawned from happiness is pinned to the front of Botar's door * " Dear friends or anyone who may read this, I Botar Blackrock, and going on a vacation. Do not worry this will not be the last time you hear of me or see me, if any of you have seen me for the past few months, I have been a hollow mess, ageing, a nightmare. That was because I thought I had lost some one dear to me, due to my own stupidity, but yesterday I have found, that she is still here. with that in mind we are going on a trip, to spend time together that was previously lost, and to catch up. If I am truly needed simply send a letter and I will write one back, possibly send over a bottle of medicine or whatever is needed, point is, I am out for a while, please don't raid my home, take care all and farewell for now. -Signed Botar Blackrock P.S to anyone I do still have business with such as rina or aedan or others, I will send a letter with what I planned to say or the like, farewell for now "

( about bloody time, I have been looking all over freaking aegis looking for one deticated smith, just one! seems I found one, and there in my own back yard! :D )

* looks up from his book, still trying to make his way back from being through all sorts of hell in the wilds, his precious cargo still wrapped tightly under his arm, he looks to the sky and his thoughts turn to ender and how he first saw him, how he changed, and what he is trying to do for him and all of holm. Botar sigh's yet smiles, looking to the ornate box tucked under his arm " Maybe this will make him happy, but that's for when I get back" He see's the sun rising and he packs up his light camp, making sure of the package and his wounds, and quickly heads off, in what he hopes is the right direction *

( I actually found this place out in the wilds, after you had been there, place was creepy and very overbearing.. and I am ashamed to admit I nearly jumped out of my chair, when I went into the place, opened the chest, turned around and saw movement, near shat my pants.. found out it was a random cat )

* Botar look's around the city as he walks home, looking at the desolate streets and homes, all the grand and wonderful things, wasted no one around to enjoy them, near all the old people gone missing or presumed dead, caoimeh,lux,izier,lavorta all missing or gone. " This is a cause of great concern " thinks botar to himself " what is going to happen now? will it be for the better or for the worse.. at this point there is no way to tell, but gods know this will not be pretty. " * Botar frowns and sighs, continuing to trudge through the snow, making his way back home *

" excuse me Lord cethis, but if I may see the head? maybe I can at least figure out who it is or atleast how he died, little details like that might help me figure out who did this."

* raises up from his sitting position not to far away and raises his silver staff * LONG LIVE KING CETHIS!

if thats true.. then some one wants my head on a pike ._.

they summon pain fire, and a load of monsters. that's what they do.

( I love it.. but I feel to truly get a full account of every last detail everyone is going to have to make a post like this.. so.. time for me to dust off the old typing and grammer skills..)

* rushes into the throne room, holding his silver staff and seeming greatly worried * " They took lux?! King, is there anything I can do to help anything at all? she's like a daughter to me and you know this, if there is anything that can be done I shall do it."

Character name: Medic_Botar_Blackrock MC name: Botar Race: Dwarf Gender: Male Skill allocation: Swords: 87 Archery: 82 Mining: 42 Blacksmith: 56 Do you have a home in Holm?: Yes Do you have a job?: as soon as the hospital is built I shall be its owner and keeper Timezone: EST Do you use Teamspeak?:yarp

Il help build the hospital, cause after all I'm going to be running it.