Geat, Capella, and Sonata head into the tavern.
OOC: I’m curious as to when the letters sent out will announce their contents. Not to be pushy or anything, but I hope it’s soon.
OOC: they said to meet Ekimu at the meeting hall in the city. I believe I’ve said that a few times before, but I might be mistaken.
Gladiuscrumbled the note and stuck it into his armour, before turning and heading towards the Meeting Hall - which, given his current position, wasn’t too far away.
Kavix was beginning to drift off to sleep.
Stranger mills about.
Nuuma stands back up and stretches. “So, how about that sparring match?” He asked.
“Too late,” Kavix says.
OOC: gtg for a bit.
IC: “Okay…” Tarkur responds to Kavix
OOC: see ya.
He draws both his sword. “Alright. Ready?” He asks, taking a fighting stance, one sword on front of him and one over his head.
Tarkur jumps back in response and readies his bow, “Ready when you are.” He tells him.
Nuuma rushes forwards quickly.
Nuuma dodges forward and to the side, so only one bolt hits him, hitting his shoulder.
Kavix watches Nuuma and Tarkur fight, his box on his lap.
Nuuma rushes closer and swings his sword down and across his body, following through quickly, spinning around to slash down and back at his left side, which was now facing Tarkur as he continued spinning around to face him again.
Kavix watches the two fighters, impressed by their skill.