Here is a brief synopsis of characters and events that have taken place so far in the RP. Please PM me or Cruxis, or post in the OOC thread if you have any questions/concerns with the information provided here.



ALTSOBA

• Celebration Day: most of the military and the Altsoban hero return from the winter tour, but the hero dies suddenly of unknown cause
  
• Meet Romeo & Juliet: a married couple who are skilled in alchemy; witness the death of the hero and refrain from confronting the culprit; receive two letters of invitation from the Grand Council to meet at the Blue Beleau Bar under the utmost secrecy for unknown reasons
  
• Meet Christian & Amelie: another married couple skilled in alchemy; acquaintances of Romeo and Juliet; also receive two letters of invitation from the Grand Council and meet up at the Blue Beleau Bar
  
• Meet Frey: not officially introduced; appears to be a common, angry drunk with possible suicidal issues; already in the Blue Beleau Bar when Romeo, Juliet, Christian, and Amelie arrive

CRATEVA

• Celebration Day: rejoicing over the death of the Altsoban hero which occurred only hours earlier, it suggests that Crateva played a direct role in the murder; a celebratory circus of sorts is arranged with festivities open to the public; great beasts in cages escape and are causing chaos in King’s Square
  
• Meet Bianca: a renowned opera singer who performs at the celebration; takes up arms against the multitudes of creatures that have escaped from their cages and is battling a mighty uremeth
  
• Meet Leon: a very tall man who attends the celebration; fights alongside Bianca in order to fell the uremeth
  
• Meet Talon: a very grumpy Cratevian native (?)
  
• Meet Novan: a skilled member of the Order of Carraig (?)

LOVEIL

• Unease: playing the role as the middleman and peacemaker, Loveil is tortured by the death of the hero for it signals a worsening of the war and peacemaking efforts
  
• Meet Tobias: son of the Merchant Lord, Tobias is a member of the Guard, the specialized military force of Loveil; because of his father’s status and control over trade between the two warring nations, Tobias is sent off as a peace ambassador to Crateva in hopes to get the nations to meet
  
• Meet Fione: a timid wizard in the northern parts of Loveil
  
• Meet Zoralis: an Altsoban soldier gone AWOL, he makes his living in Loveil by making weapons and other such crafts with this skill; decides to head to Crateva to sell his wares and runs into Tobias’ caravan

Loveil || En Route to Crateva

The horsemen glanced briefly to Zoralis’ wares, obviously interested. But he snapped back to his original, professional self, clearing his throat.

“Perhaps when we set up camp you may have a chance to sell your goods. But for now, I must refrain. Just know that you are welcome by the generosity of our commander. I bid you good day.” And with that, the horsemen tugged on the reins of his horse, turning the creature back towards the caravan and speeding off.

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It shocked Tobias how quickly the horseman returned. He’d been lost in thought since he had left, though, so perhaps it was longer than he perceived. Nevertheless, the young guard perked his head at the arrival, signaling the man to deliver his news.

“Our assumptions were correct in that he is a traveling merchant on his way to Crateva. It appears he only wants some sort of companionship or protection from this caravan on his way.”

“A-And did y-you grant it?”

“Yes, sir.”

Tobias nodded and smiled in contentment. “Th-Thank you, uhm…”

“Weschl, sir.”

“Th-Thank you, W-W-Weschl.” Before the horseman had time to dash away, Tobias injected clumsily, “I-I’m Tobias.”

Weschl’s lips formed the faintest of smirks, almost amused by the boy’s attempts to be sociable. “I know.” Immediately the amiable look from Tobias’ face melted, his disappointed and defeated eyes following the horseman as he rushed back to his original post.

Groaning, Tobias buried his face into his hands in aggravation. Why did he even try?

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[I’m just going to skip ahead to nighttime and camp, since Ion has been waiting patiently, aaand since I don’t really thing there’s anything else to be done. Unless you had something in mind, danime. Then just let me know and I’ll edit.]

Loveil || En Route to Crateva: Camp

For the first day, they had made very good progress. But Tobias realized most of this was out of pure luck; the weather had been perfect, and because of the multitude of armed men surrounding the caravan, the troubles a convoy usually confronted concerning bandits and other such characters were nonexistent. He could feel, though, that this day was going to be one of a kind in the entire trip. He could just hear wheels snapping, axels braking, animals getting out of hand; or fog too thick to see through, rain too heavy to proceed, and maybe even snow as they ventured farther north. The possibilities for catastrophe were endless.

Now that dusk was coming down upon the land, the caravan slowed and eventually came to a clearing at the edge of a forest bordering a small village. Tobias wanted to be sure to disturb as few people as possible, so the decision to camp there was his. Again, this power felt awkward in his grasp, and he couldn’t help feeling that everyone around him hated him. Even though people went out of their way to greet him or acknowledge him, he knew it was only because they felt they needed to. They all wanted good reports.

Steering the wagons into a semicircle, the guards proficiently went about unhitching the animals to allow them to graze in the nearby brush and setting up for the night. Those who decided to take off began to relax and start up a few fires, while the ones who took up the responsibility of night watch gathered their weapons and created a perimeter.

Not soon after dinner was beginning to be prepared, and already the camp was lively and settled. Tobias stood at the sidelines impressed and daunted at the same time. Despite his occupation as a guard, he’d been forbidden from taking part in the entire setup process, and so his detachment was more so enhanced. He untied Sergiu from his post and told him not to wander too far, happy to know that he still had some sort of a companion along the way. Turning back towards the center of human activity, Tobias regretfully immersed himself in the uncomfortable atmosphere, taking a seat on one of the logs before a fire. From across the flames, he noticed some people staring his way but suddenly looking off at his recognition. He tried to spot Weschl amongst the others, but because of the man’s helmet, he didn’t know his face. Another guard offered him a plate of food which he accepted, eating sparingly.