<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/ba/2e/48/ba2e488afac82fe5ec32ff7015ee0a5d.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong><strong>Tristyn Talis (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217592.0)</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Woods then bar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"When will you shut up!"</strong><br/><br/>His voice echoed loudly through the trees sending birds flutter away for safety.  Winds were brewing sending branches moving in erratic patterns as they heralded the arrival of a storm.  The forest already was a dim display of scenery barley noticeable to the naked eye.  Yet the half-elfs lineage granted him the abilities to see in low light situations.  His feet kept trudging along followed by the softer almost unnoticeable sounds of footsteps behind him.  The giggles and laughs echoed through the trees as well causing the man to grasp his skull in pain.<strong> "Just go away already!"</strong>he screamed once more as he kept green eyes looking forward away from the dark clouds.  The footsteps were in unison, as if one were only listening they'd only be able to discern one person to the two of them.<br/><br/>"But Tristyn you're going south! we need to go west hehehehe"  The child's voice sent chills down the seasoned warriors spine as he spun pulling a very ornate piece of weaponry.  The<strong>crystalline blades (http://i1207.photobucket.com/albums/bb480/Yumekichi11/Picture%2029/8a48fd5d.jpg)</strong>point ended mere inches from the young child's face.  Semi elongated jaw held a crocked smile as identical green eyes stared up the radiant blade towards its wielder.  Long brown hair fell to the child's shoulders as he cocked his head to the side. "What are you going to do father? Hit me with this?"<br/><br/>a loud growl erupted from his throat as he swung the blade back with ease,  His eyes seemed to glow fire as he slashed downward with precision.  The red crystal blade sunk deeply into the earth as a small concussion blast went outward crippling the trees in a small half circle.  Blood dripped from Tristyn's nose as his eyes returned to normal, a slow but heavy breath escaped him as he spoke almost in a whimpering tone.<strong>"You, you are not my child, now go away"</strong>his words fell to whispers as he didn't hear or see the small half elf child anywhere.  Pulling the blade from the mud he turned only to find the kid standing feet from him with a smile "Come on father, this way!" he spoke as he ran off into the darkness of the forest.  The rain began to fall, and as he slowly turned his eyes upward the soft feel of the water upon his face reminded him this wasn't a dream, and he was truly lost here.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Three days past before he stumbled into town.<br/><br/>Dehydration was taking him and the first thing he needed was a nice pint of water, maybe some hearty stew, then definitely on to the drinking to calm the voices in his head.  His hand pressed firmly against the Seabright's door, opening it with ease, he half stumbled as he entered the room.  The sound of soft chatter and beautiful music filled his head.  He growled lightly as it was late and he was hoping there was no one else around these parts.  Yet with a soft sigh and a slight shrug he hung his cloak and sword belt up.  He was armored still, and had a few blades hidden hear and there for protection, but he made it visible that his sword was sheathed and placed near the door. He advanced the bar slowly, eyeing up the few others.  A mercenary of sorts, looking strong and proud in her posture.  The goblin, looking like she could get down and dirty if need be, in many different ways.<br/><br/>Then he saw the cat folk and cocked his head to the side.  He was curious as to why her sort was here, never seeing them in these parts before.  But then again it had been years since he's taken the seaside roads.  His eyes drifted to the bard carrying her sweet melodies and he groaned.  He wanted her to stop, or at least quite it down a bit.  Yet he wasn't in the mood to fight or deal with people.  So with a cranky look he slipped to a bar stool slightly away from others, yet within enough distance he could over hear what was going on.  He needed work, and that was top priority at this very moment.<br/><br/>placing a gold dragon on the counter he waved the bar tender over.<br/><br/><strong>"a large pint of water, as fresh and clean as it can be,"</strong>he looked the place over to gauge the cleanliness of the building as he continued.<strong>"as well as what ever meal you have prepped, then when the time is right, the tallest and largest cup of your strongest ale will do"</strong>he nodded a thanks as he turned to survey the room once more.  His eyes couldn't help but linger on the lovely ladies though.<br/>