C.A.R.P.S.

*Adoven rises to his feet, Still sore from falling out of trees, being killed by drow, etc.)

Well friends, I will see you in a few moons. I am not powerful enough to remain here. I'm going to journey back to Syl'Van'Dar and train there until I can handle myself here. I will return in a few moons.

chokes on his mead, " AAAHHAHAHAHAAHA hehe aaah yes elf go train some more,learn to swing a weapon while yur at it "

I plan on it, Want to teach me how to use a shield before I go?

*Agmundr looks over at Adoven and starts to laugh....*

"Sure if you get your ass kicked by Maka again. We might think about it. But only after you do that."

I'll teach ya how to use a shield if ya want, Dovey!

*Res quirks an eyebrow at the elf*, "I'll be sad to see you go.... with my money. I haven't had a chance to talk to you about this yet, but I scried the location of that thing you asked for and you owe me some cash. 8 verlan, to be exact."

*Aroura speaks up from the rafters*

You could stay and learn from other mages about what might be good to learn and how to better balance your skills if you were to stay at the mage tower and donate for teachers time and room & board.

Good luck in your travels whether they take you near or far, but do know, that whatever you study, focus on the patience aspect of whatever skill you focus on. That is what will enable you to better survive in harsh climates. He or she who better thinks through their decisions and makes the right ones, will survive more often than those with the most powerful magic, the heaviest suit of armor, or the nimblest feet.

Perhaps the elves of Syl'Van'Dar are the best suited to your studies, but patience can be learned anywhere.

ziggy pipes up

dont forget you still owe me a night on your tab!

Also, Dovy, your body may have aged but yer brain needs to, too! If you stop tellin' people you can "take 'em" maybe you wont get murdered so often.

*Kenric perks up at the word that Adoven is leaving*

"What? You won't be around for some time? Well, I know that makes me sad."

*Then under his breath so no one can hear*

"Sad that I won't get to laugh at yet another one of your deaths."

Stag looks up from a large wooden box he has propped up in the corner, with a goofy look on his face.

"Good bye? You've got to go? You're leaving us all behind? Are you finally going to face the truth? That you're mama should have taught you better manners? Is it because you don't wanna die again? Occasionally, do you wish you were never born at all?"

He turns back to whatever he was working on, as smoke starts to waft out of the box.

DOVY! Do you want me to teach you how to use a shield or what?

"You were planing on leaving without my permission? What if I tell you no?" Jack stares at Adoven coldly, his face blank but his mood obviously grim.

*Res swirls the ale in his mug and states*, "Left without Jack's permission AND without paying me the money you owe me? I am seriously rethinking my decision to save your hide from those beastmen. 8 verlan may seem like small change to you, but to me it's two grilled cheese sandwiches... and I have worked up a big appetite with all this drinking I've been doing."