conversations: human
conversations:  There's a normal day at the town of Goldcraft and everyone is minding their own business as they usually do...
  
  The Dwarves are currently working at the mine, most humans are tending their farms, the few elves that live here are... huh? Doing what elves do and in general it's another day of work for the townspeople.
  
  Of course that there're one or two merchants caravans passing by in their way to Brassland but no one mind them too much.
  
  However unknowingly to most the resident alchemist who moved here a few moths ago is plotting something...
conversations: Aleister VII:
conversations: human
conversations:  In the middle of the busy town square, a well-known tiefling is sitting on the floor playing on his drum and singing a soft melody, hoping to earn a few coins from the passerby merchants.
  
  Across from him, his hated rival – an old dwarf of really dark skin-, plays a horrible song in the bagpipes, hoping, himself, to earn his day’s keep.
  
  The rivals lock eyes with hatred and start playing faster and louder. The drum reverberating strongly and the bagpipes louder by the second! Both musicians engage in a dreadful duel of noise, trying to out-perform each other!
  
  This of course, causes the general suffering of everyone around, and most people scurry away covering their ears. Needless to say, not even a copper piece is hurled to either musician.
  
   
   Spoiler: Tarsh 
  (If Tarsh hates noise, this is a good cue for him!)
   
conversations: Caterpie:
conversations: human
conversations:  "You two!"  a voice shouts out over the clamour  I'll pay a silver to whichever of you can remain quiet the longest. 
  
  A short whitebeard man strides forward - a tattered green cloak around his shoulders and an unstrung bow in his hand.
  
   "Think of it as a fun game..." 
conversations: ThurlRavenscrof:
conversations: human
conversations:  Or you two could at least play the same melody? After all, music is about harmony, not competition.   The young blonde man with a shoulder bag and a busy look on his face put away his small notebook.   I am sorry, where are my manners. My name is Alfons.   he greets the old man and bows before the small crowd.   You must be the old shepherd. And you are Roarsie, correct? I know your story.   The wizard seems nervous near the tiefling.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  I thought Tarsh used Indigo not green?
   
conversations: Spore:
conversations: human
conversations:  Scolded by the elder archer, both musicians cease the deafening duel of noise.
  
  Odd Roarsie springs up towards Tarsh and the elf saying: “ Hello Tarsh, old camper! How’s the farm? ”
  
  He looks to the elf. “ Oh, you know my story? I know nothing of you. But hey, well met! ”
  
  Opening a small package of chewing tobacco, which he offers with a gesture, he adds: “ Tarsh, have you seen Bobby? He was supposed to meet me here in the morning. We made plans to go throw rocks at a huge beehive and see what happens! ”
conversations: Caterpie:
conversations: human
conversations:  You agitate bees for fun?   the wizard wonders.
conversations: Spore:
conversations: human
conversations:  The clash of street performances catches the attention of a few persons, most of them kids who roam the town causing mischief but as soon as they spotted Tash they space out a little, but then yet another kid comes speaking about something "Marvelous".
  
  "Listen! the alchemist is going to show off his new stuffs! Let's take a look" Yelled an excited kid.
  
  "Is that so? Let's take a look then maybe something will explode this time." Remarks the older of the kids in a rather cynical way before running away from there.
  
   
   Spoiler 
   you can follow the kids or do something else before going to meet Throne, I suggest keep talking and introducing each others for now
   
conversations: Aleister VII:
conversations: human
conversations:  A large Half-orc, or as he considers himself, a huge halfling runs up to Raorsie.  "Hey there Odd, look at this huge rock I found? I just took it from the mine after work, they probably won't miss it. Should bash that beehive good!"  He looks around and notices the crowd of people and proudly flexes a little bit.  "Oh, are you all here for a show? Oh, are you here for little odd? Go on my tiefling friend, show them what you've got!" 
conversations: Xeno929:
conversations: human
conversations:  Alfons looks in awe to the big beefy half-orc.   You're awfully ... big.   The young man blushes and avoids direct eye contact. He had admired Bobby before, but found his name very odd for a brutal orc like him.   Ah, yes, Master Izzard. Are you going to his mansion as well?  
conversations: Spore:
conversations: human
conversations:  Tarsh looks annoyed.  "This is exactly the sort of thing I need to talk to this gentleman about... all this ceremony and explotions! Its enough to drive a man mad." 
conversations: ThurlRavenscrof:
conversations: human
conversations:  It is quite unusual that you are this angry, Tarsh. Breathe deeply. Shouting with the alchemist will accomplish nothing.  
conversations: Spore:
conversations: human
conversations:  Before Bobby arrives: “ ..Agitate...? ” Roarsie doesn’t seem to know the word, but he shrugs: “ Yeah, bees are fun. ”
  
  And then,
  
  when Bobby arrives, Odd Roarsie gets sincerely happy. The fighter is his only true friend in this city and Odd treasures this friendship more than anything else.
  
  He examines the rock carefully and claims “ Fantastic! Those bees won’t even know what hit ‘em... ”
  
  But then the Tiefling turns to Tarsh and Alfons: “ Hey, you know what.. If you’re going to Izzard’s tower, me and Bobby should tag along. You never know what might happen there, and in case you get into trouble, we’re the best heroes of Goldcraft. ”
conversations: Caterpie:
conversations: human
conversations:  Bobby frowns when the Wizard looks away from him and rants  ”I’m a circus strongman who usually wears nothing but a skintight suit, sure I’ve been working at the mine for some time but am I so out of practice that someone would look  AWAY  instead of  AT ?” 
  
  He collects himself and stands behind Odd, posing dramatically  “He speaks the truth, we are the   best  !” 
conversations: Xeno929:
conversations: human
conversations:  As Bobby rants, Alfons remembers that he started a conversation with the half-orc. His head becomes a shade that he himself would describe as crimson after he catches himself oogling his physique for a bit too long.   M...maybe if you didn't smell so bad. May I?   he continues inching closer to Bobby. Alfons murmurs a few words of power and touches the strongman's biceps for several seconds as Bobby sees the grime of the mines just evaporate into tiny light particles.
  
  The wizard then clears his throat.   You all should look presentable when adressing such a powerful magus such as Izzard.   he lectures with his back turned away from the party, probably to hide his shaken mental state.
conversations: Spore:
conversations: human
conversations:  Bobby looks down at the wizard with a beaming smile and thanks him  "Ah yes, that must be it! I did just come from sweating in the mines all morning. Clearly I'm still in great shape if your gaze is any indication!"  The Half-orc places a hand on Alfons' shoulder after he turns away and chuckles  "thank you for the free cleaning, I appreciate your services... Perhaps I should get my own cleaner, much more convenient than the traditional way..." 
  
  Bobby kneels in front of Raorsie and allows him to grab on before lifting again (piggyback ride pretty much) and says to the group  "Shall we see what the fuss is about? This Alfons fellow seems have nothing but praise for him." 
conversations: Xeno929:
conversations: human
conversations:  Not too far from there a small crowd has gathered in one of the main plazas of the town, despite the number of interested persons the alchemist haven't appeared yet but this in fact where he's going to reveal his new invention, discovery or whatever that he has been working on these last months here in Goldcraft far away from the universities and others institutions dedicated to the research of magic and alchemy.
  
  Whatever it may be it certainly catches the attention of the young's as a considerable number of the crowd is made of curious kids, most of the adults however are kinda uncaring of Izzard's work, working at the mines, tending the farm and squeeze any gold that they can from the caravans and merchants that passed by is their main concern but even so many adult humans are there out of curiosity too and even two or three dwarves that were previously drinking ale like there isn't tomorrow and a single wood Elf girl that stand out from the crowd as her clothes are a little more than revealing to say the least...
conversations: Aleister VII:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Look at the size of this crowd. You'd think the man was giving out free hay." 
  
  Tarsh shifts nervously in the commotion.  "Raorsie, can you see anything from up there?" 
conversations: ThurlRavenscrof:
conversations: human
conversations:  Bobby looks over at Tarsh and says semi-seriously  "I wouldn't mind some free hay, but that's not what I'm here for."  He shifts a bit and then tried to raise Odd a little higher up  "What do you see buddy?" 
conversations: Xeno929:
conversations: human
conversations:  Though not strong, Alfons pushes through the crowd to get a better glimpse.   Come on, we do not need your circus tricks for that. Just get in the front.  
conversations: Spore:
conversations: human
conversations:  "All I see from up here is a boring old wizard giving a boring speech. The elf is right, let's try to get closer before we miss something interesting!"  
conversations: Caterpie:
conversations: human
conversations:  Bobby’s face twists in thought for a second and then he smiles and begins to move forward through the crowd. ”Common sense isn’t one of my strengths. Let’s see how close we can get. 
conversations: Xeno929: