*Neshace drags McEwan into the circle an set on him. So he can not get into more trouble. But keeps his blade close as no one can attack dallid.*

"Thank you Dallid, and what a damned day this has became. I pity those that wish to not think before attacking. Shame Roland was right as well."

*Neshca looks at Dallid with a sadden look.* "Good Dallid would you please give aide to McEwan. I am sorry I did not hear your words at first I was enraged at the error of folks around us. But would you please look at his wound so it does not get the rot.." *Walks up to Dallid with McEwan ...

*Neshca nods to Roland, and walks toward the south with McEwan insight. Calling out for Jason to come help McEwan.*

*neshca eye narrow a bit, he grits his teeth, and looks at McEwan.* "I am sorry brother, but I need to you stick you tongue out. He wishs to see ship justice so be it. But do not hold this against myself. You know it is my fault for not making you stop. An it is my place to set things right. Yo...

*As Corbyn starts to walk away, Neshca step right in front of him without a second thought. His face is not happy his eye are like cold steel over a blustering blaze. He place a hand frimly on Corbyn sword arm shoulder. He does not have a weapon in hand nor a shield. He just mutter to Corbyn a few t...

*A board shoulder Avaina with red and black feathers walks up looks around. Than bows to Lady Annika with a gentle smile. Nods to Kidwynn, and the rest.* "Lady Annika if you have need of blade I am Neshca of Captian Steels Guild. An if you have need of anything come ask an I shall make ready wh...

*Neshca looks at the small colored square and smiles. Than unwraps it and pops it into his pie hole. Meals it over for a moment than grins as he try to chew it. With a sticky tongue he try to talk....* "Hmmmm tank you it is very friuty.. but good. An who is this Petty person. I no see him yet. ...

Sage/Bur/Arcane: Tebetian monks would be in this archtype. Sage/Duird/Arcane: Oder of the whisperin' Ord of the 1775 Sage/Arcanes/Monks: Franiscan Monks Sage/Warroir/Knights: Knight of the Templar Empath/Arcanist: Ord of the Golden Dawn Empath/Sage: The Three Sisters of Fate of old Greek myths Rogue...

*A board shoulderd Avaina looks about in wide eyed glee... Than smiles a cheerful smile as he pulls out a chunk of hard candies from his pack. Walks over to each of the guthries and hands them each one solid piece of rootbeer rock candy.* "Hello Lit' one I am Neshca Savio an it nice to meet you...

*Neshca looks at Claude and raises his mug as well with a nod.* "To Old friends, Old ways, and Old kingdoms long forgotten to time. May they always be in our hearts and minds." *Than nock's mug to glass than sit back down.* "I understand what you mean, but each of us have the same fla...

*Neshca looks Claude du Sinjin dead in the eyes, than smiles at him* "It is very simple in what I meant. Look at it in this light. If the key to power is the knowledge of ages. An someone is always looking for a way to gain power over someone or something. To teach someone or anyone to read and...

*grabs a large hammer of spell checking and jack Eric in the Melon.. *

Bad sea monkey bad.. no biskit for y'all.

*A board shoulder Avaina walks in and set down a while ago. He listin to the folks talk back and forth. He gets a drink or two, and sit back watching the folks. In a sadding voice he ask.* "Why you thinking of treaching folks to reads and write when it nots right? I no need to read my master te...

*Hands him his skin and get up. Give McEwan a helping hand up.*

"Than lets go find this Elder person, before it gets to late."

agreed