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Luka arrives, tries to navigate the streets.

Once an isolated and dying township, an influx of academics, adventurers and thrill seekers have made Scalvoris Town their home. From scholars' tea shops to a new satellite campus for Viden Academy, this is an exciting place to visit or make your home!

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[Open] This is Scalvoris Town (26 Vhalar)

Wed Oct 16, 2019 9:53 am

26 Vhalar 719

It was a balmy trial, when the Gofrith ship anchored at the docks of Scalvoris. Luka gathered his travel pack against his shoulder. From what he saw so far, Scalvoris didn't look like much, but beyond the ramshackle buildings along the port, perhaps there'd be more to see. To rival Raelia, though? He doubted it. Luka said farewell to the captain of the ship, who also happened to be one of his older half-brothers, and they would likely share supper together before the other Gofrith turned around and headed back home. For now, he wanted to get onto land and find the place where he was meant to stay.

He had his papers from the Syns with him, but he didn't even know if they'd be needed. More importantly than the military documents that his half-brother had stamped when he left the ship, was the documents he had in a wide satchel: paperwork of his father's interests. He had some things that his father-in-law had also given him, but the Argent Lord Gofrith had been the one to initiate his travel to Scalvoris. Luka still wasn't certain as to the nature of it, but when he read through the various papers during the voyage over, he realized that his father had set out a great deal of work for him - far more than either Magnus House or the Ragnari intended for.

Paramount to that, his father had written to him, was that he was to remain in the Scalvoris islands until further notice. Maybe even until the snows in Melrath melted and Ashan brought the green of grasses back to the lands.

Katya wasn't happy about it, of course. At least he had told her where he was going though. He hadn't been supposed to inform her of the details, on both instruction of his father and the military. But when he'd told her about his departure, and she'd cried for so long in front of their hearth, he'd felt so uncomfortable that he gave in. He could have lied, he had supposed a few times during the voyage. Perhaps because she was the mother of his children, he couldn't bring himself to. He felt she should truly know where he was, while she was raising the children in Raelia over the cold seasons.

Part of him felt guilty for leaving her. Certainly, he worried about what she'd said the morning that he'd left... that she might be already expecting another... and if she bore a child while he was away, that would make things complicated according to their family traditions. He wouldn't be there to name the child, and then the child wouldn't be considered a viable noble among their siblings. Maybe he'd return to Raelia before then though. It seemed a needless worry. He didn't even know if Katya had been speaking true or if she'd simply been trying to get him to reconsider one last time.

As Luka started along the dock, however, he forgot his guilt quick enough. He had no children running about him, had no obligation of assuring their safety, didn't have to exchange watches or feedings or reading... Luka felt a sense of almost taboo freedom. It swelled in his heart with each step he took away from the ship and toward Scalvoris Town. No wife. No kids. No Raelian socialites watching his every move.

If he weren't trained to maintain his composure from an early age, Luka might have even grinned at that moment.

Instead, he stopped at the end of the dock and reached into his jacket. He noticed the fashion here was very different like his half-brother had mentioned. He'd borrowed the attire he wore now, but he would need to acquire his own new clothing in the Scalvoris fashions rather than the Melrathi trends. Already his embla and mage's marks stood out in their goldleaf designs. Luka realized while he unfolded a thin map that in this foreign place, he could even wear gloves and hide his mage's marks that were tattooed on the back of his hands.

How freeing, it all felt.

He had plenty to do, and he'd gone over it again and again while on the voyage, but before him was a town where he could... relax, he dangerously thought to himself. How nice that would be, to merely relax for a bit or two.

Luka turned the map over, then looked over his shoulder. There were others that'd come along with him. A handful of Melrathi, both in the Ragnari and not, and he knew most of them rather than not... but he would talk with them later. He didn't have much choice in it. Most of them either had similar tasks assigned, or were social sorts that wanted to stick with other Melrathi.

Luka eyed the area, then followed the map in the direction to the establishment where his father had sent word ahead and registered a room for him at the start of Vhalar.
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Re: [Open] This is Scalvoris Town (26 Vhalar)

Wed Oct 16, 2019 10:28 am

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The Knight's Rest was busy this time of year. Vhalar was always a festive season, all across Idalos, and Scalvoris was certainly no exception to that. The place buzzed with activity, servers wove in and out of the crowded common room, the dining area was full. This left Rakvald to seat himself in the common rooms, where they were entertained by Zana intermittently.

Zana was a red-haired beauty, her father's daughter, who had aukari blood, and gave her his own red locks of hair. He was busy attending to the guests and directing traffic in the main rooms, to deal with this lot. They were all giving Zana a fairly bad time, though, as she tried to sing, they would hurl insults and catcalls.

"Oy, we're paying customers, why can't we 'ave a table?"

"Ey sweets, c'mon down here and we'll make you sing a nicer tune!"

"Ye, dance a jig fer us, give us a dance love?!"

Rakvald felt his protective impulses boil to the surface through all of this, yet held his tongue. That is, until he decided he'd heard enough. More than enough. "Shut your worthless trap, you guttersnipes, and let the girl sing."

One of the men overheard his whispered warning, but didn't catch the content, "What you say fat man?"

"I SAY SHUT IT GUTTERSNIPE, LET GIRL SING!" He shouted the words, a lingering curse from the Fall of Emea had stolen his voice, to where he could only shout or whisper. It was embarrassing at times, yet most people assumed he was dull and stupid because of his appearance. Although he thought he dressed well enough.

Wearing a jacket and suit of finely brushed leather. Dyed blue, with pink silk lining. It was a nice suede jacket. Underneath, his suit was of the finest black velvet. Not perfect attire for a bar brawl, yet he would if he had to.

"ARE YOU GONNA SHUT IT, OR MAKE ME SHUT IT FOR YOU?"

Zana, flustered by their insults, yet grateful for the distraction Rakvald was providing, ran from the room, to get backup from her father. The night was about to get very interesting.

"Oy pig eyes! Watcher mouth. I don't like yer talk."

You won't like me when I'm angry..."
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Re: [Open] This is Scalvoris Town (26 Vhalar)

Tue Oct 22, 2019 3:52 pm

Alyssia walked out of the alleyway where she had been hiding. She was thankful for what the people in Scalvoris was calling unseasonably hot. The child was not one for the cold. Though from what she had seen it did not bother in as much as others. The Aukari walked the streets of the city trying to learn it more. She had not been able to explore Yaralon as openly as she had wished. In the new city she was planning on doing much better about that. Moving around quietly through the crowd, the girl made her way as far as she could. The crowd made her nervous, the young Aukari had not been a big fan of them and even less so since her time in Yaralon. A part of her wondered if this city would be as ruthless as Yaralon had been.

Seeing a place that people kept going in and out of caught the child’s attention. Looking around quickly as if trying to make sure that no one will notice. She ran over to the building and peered through the window. Where Alyssia was looking seemed to be quiet enough. Waiting for a moment, the girl slipped in behind a woman trying to play off as if they were together. Quickly, she moved away from her when it was clear the adult was with a party of people in the corner. Red hair bounced as the child made her way towards the opposite side of the building.

The sound of raised voices piqued her interest. It was the sound that Yaralon had been known for by outsiders. She crawled under an empty table and watched closely. A beautiful woman was just finishing up her dancing it seemed when men in the crowd turned ugly. Or was the word she was thinking of crude? Either way the adult seemed to be ignoring them for the most part until a larger man stood up for her. Amazed, she watched closely to see how the interaction was going to play out. The child tried to make herself smaller when the female ran past the table she was hidden under. Turning to look at where she was disappeared to, Alyssia turned back to watch the spectacle that was going on in front of her. She was not surprised when a crowd began to form at a safe distance watching what was going on.

Her instinct was to try and step in to help calm everyone down, but the child doubted that she would be any better at it here than when she was in Yaralon. She was not as impressed with the fact that her natural body heat made the building even warmer. Especially when it came to the extra bodies crowding closer to where she was hidden.
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Re: [Open] This is Scalvoris Town (26 Vhalar)

Sun Nov 10, 2019 2:41 pm

The walk went uneventfully. There was lots to see, so many sights and sounds and this and that and... Luka barely paid attention to any of it. He focused on his instructions, the little map, and when he saw The Knight's Rest in the near distance, he exhaled with a sense that he'd soon be in a private room where he could rest. For the ship ride over, his half-brother had bothered him terribly often. He suspected the man kept trying to find out why it was he'd been assigned to visit Scalvoris.

He entered the inn, avoided a couple on their way out, and realized when they didn't hold the door open for him that... people wouldn't know he was a noble here. It wasn't like Raelia. Though Luka had always remained more in the background, someone to look over and get bored by, yet another petty noble with a career life in the military ahead of him... the fact that he was a mage seemed mere circumstantial to a lot of the elites. Some acted impressed, sometimes, but he wondered how much of it was an act.

At least Scalvoris had a comfortable temperature. The winter here would probably be kinder and shorter than in Melrath. Luka had never experienced such a thing, but he had heard of it from his family and colleagues who'd traveled out of the nation and across the world and back.

He was immediately greeted by rowdy sorts. So, it wasn't that different from Melrath then. The little he overheard reminded him of the docks, the sailors, and a fair handful of his father's men.

Luka searched for a table and accidentally bumped into a girl with such red hair, he paused. While his own children were redheads, they had copper and auburn locks, not the bright red that this little girl had. He offered a curt, "Watch where you're going."

It didn't matter much to Luka that it likely had been his distraction which had caused the run-in. He continued to look for a table, just to sit and gather himself, get out his paperwork, and prepare to speak with the establishment's owner to settle his room. The mage rolled up his sleeves, then paused when a booming yell echoed in the crowded place.

He stared at what was a huge Lotharro... and his heart sunk for a moment. The words of his half-brother came back to him... that Lotharro were all over the place in the world. That they weren't all part of tribes in places like Scalvoris. Still, he felt anxious and a inherent distaste filled his mouth. Of course the Lothar was looking to brawl also. Weren't they always?

"Violent heathen," he muttered to himself. Nevermind the attire he saw. Luka had been raised to hate their southern foes, and trained to either retreat from, or defeat, them if encountered. Luka chose retreat. He moved back and found a space to lean against the wall, far out of the way. Luka held to his belongings, and he looked at his map again, in wonder if he'd actually come to correct place or not. He was supposed to be somewhere safe, but this hardly seemed secure to him. Where were the guards???
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