03-02-2017, 05:29 PM
"Good to meet you Eva. You as well Weyna. I do not know much about the tunnels, merely that the Torch has gone out and that some adventurers had gone to explore the caverns beneath and not come back. It is what has brought me to town, the hope that maybe I could join a group that is going to delve the tunnels. What better way to find some of the mechanical trinkets?"
At the mention of a wyvern his eyes widen.
"Hunt a wyvern? It flies, hunting it would be difficult, impossible to track. Setting a trap and baiting it would be better, butwhat would such a creature want and how many adventurers would be needed to assail such a beast."
"I have only been in Torch for a few hours, but on my walk through town I did hear a few things. Nothing so striking as a wyvern, but apparently the sludge at the top of Black Hill, in the crater where the Torch usually burns, has some interesting properties. Unpredictable though, I would want to take samples and study it more. A few dwarves drank some on a dare, one had his physical prowess magnified for a time, the other almost died."
The whole time he is talking he is watching Eva openly, curiousity written plainly upon his face, as if he is brimming with questions he is not sure if it is plite to ask.
At the mention of a wyvern his eyes widen.
"Hunt a wyvern? It flies, hunting it would be difficult, impossible to track. Setting a trap and baiting it would be better, butwhat would such a creature want and how many adventurers would be needed to assail such a beast."
"I have only been in Torch for a few hours, but on my walk through town I did hear a few things. Nothing so striking as a wyvern, but apparently the sludge at the top of Black Hill, in the crater where the Torch usually burns, has some interesting properties. Unpredictable though, I would want to take samples and study it more. A few dwarves drank some on a dare, one had his physical prowess magnified for a time, the other almost died."
The whole time he is talking he is watching Eva openly, curiousity written plainly upon his face, as if he is brimming with questions he is not sure if it is plite to ask.
