05-12-2018, 11:10 AM
Revan was only slightly surprised by Celestia’s ability to not let on that anything was wrong or that she was necessarily not from here at all, despite the town seemingly mostly made of humans he could not help but feel that he was more the one that was misplaced. The bald man at the counter wore a red shirt and white pants and upon Celestia’s approach formed a smile that hinted at no sense of danger or threat.
“Greetings, we don’t get too many visitors out this way, most prefer the larger cities.” he looked at Revan who he noticed was a fair bit less willing to step forward.
“My name is Alexander, but you can call me Alex.”
The man pointed to the man in the back. “That’s a friend, his name is Isaac.
“My cousin James and I own this place and since we get so few visitors it’s mostly just the locals that spend time here.”
“Well many would probably say a small town like Draynor would be boring but I can assure you they are missing out”
“We have the old book store down the road, a small but great food market, the local guards are always nice and we haven’t had any crime since the new guard commander took over.”
Revan couldn’t help but decide that he’d better inquire about some things at least. “Any strange activity around lately?”
“Well here in Camelot there tends to be something crazy going on but here we tend to keep things fairly plain and simple, we have a few characters in town but strange for them is normal.”
“Ever been in the Moors?” Revan asked wondering if the people here knew about it.
“Gosh, of course not, only mad men go there, no offence miss.” the man seemed genuinely terrified of the thought of it.
“There are rumours of evil sneaking its way into Camelot but if you ask me they would only find competition here what with all the monster uprisings that our valiant military has to put down.”
“Monsters?” Revan asked curious what dangers could abound.
“Not from Camelot are you?, well you best be warned not to stray too far from the town alone, there’s a lot of non humans with sharp claws and teeth who don’t take too kindly to having outsiders enter their territory though most have been convinced to be more civilised in recent times.”
“What about the undead?” Revan inquired wanting a heads up if that was a possibility.
“I take it you’ve seen them, probably from the Moors, would explain the black, undead are an extreme rarity around here though every now and again you hear of some young rogue mage attempting to dabble in necromancy then some guards having to clean up the mess.”
If you don’t mind me asking how is your town defended exactly.” Revan asked understanding the question may seem odd.
“The guards defend the towns and the real armies tend to stick to the cities, we are different here as we are more independent, that means our guards basically are our army once duty demands it.”
“What of food and water?”
“We have some pretty smart hardworking farmers in town, they sell the crops to the rest of us at a fair price and the water we can either get from the river or wells.” Alex had been nothing short of a trove of fascinating knowledge to Revan.
“So how about it, you two going to rent a room for a while?, if you’re worried about our quality let me assure you we’ve never had a single guest complain before.”
“Greetings, we don’t get too many visitors out this way, most prefer the larger cities.” he looked at Revan who he noticed was a fair bit less willing to step forward.
“My name is Alexander, but you can call me Alex.”
The man pointed to the man in the back. “That’s a friend, his name is Isaac.
“My cousin James and I own this place and since we get so few visitors it’s mostly just the locals that spend time here.”
“Well many would probably say a small town like Draynor would be boring but I can assure you they are missing out”
“We have the old book store down the road, a small but great food market, the local guards are always nice and we haven’t had any crime since the new guard commander took over.”
Revan couldn’t help but decide that he’d better inquire about some things at least. “Any strange activity around lately?”
“Well here in Camelot there tends to be something crazy going on but here we tend to keep things fairly plain and simple, we have a few characters in town but strange for them is normal.”
“Ever been in the Moors?” Revan asked wondering if the people here knew about it.
“Gosh, of course not, only mad men go there, no offence miss.” the man seemed genuinely terrified of the thought of it.
“There are rumours of evil sneaking its way into Camelot but if you ask me they would only find competition here what with all the monster uprisings that our valiant military has to put down.”
“Monsters?” Revan asked curious what dangers could abound.
“Not from Camelot are you?, well you best be warned not to stray too far from the town alone, there’s a lot of non humans with sharp claws and teeth who don’t take too kindly to having outsiders enter their territory though most have been convinced to be more civilised in recent times.”
“What about the undead?” Revan inquired wanting a heads up if that was a possibility.
“I take it you’ve seen them, probably from the Moors, would explain the black, undead are an extreme rarity around here though every now and again you hear of some young rogue mage attempting to dabble in necromancy then some guards having to clean up the mess.”
If you don’t mind me asking how is your town defended exactly.” Revan asked understanding the question may seem odd.
“The guards defend the towns and the real armies tend to stick to the cities, we are different here as we are more independent, that means our guards basically are our army once duty demands it.”
“What of food and water?”
“We have some pretty smart hardworking farmers in town, they sell the crops to the rest of us at a fair price and the water we can either get from the river or wells.” Alex had been nothing short of a trove of fascinating knowledge to Revan.
“So how about it, you two going to rent a room for a while?, if you’re worried about our quality let me assure you we’ve never had a single guest complain before.”