0.1 | Riverthanks in Heirwater

i don't know my little calfling. Why don't you stick your head in it and we'll see just how much luck you have. I giggle. "Oh, no, but it's very pretty isn't it?" I look him in the eyes and smile before moving quickly away from him.

Tosher chuffs, then gripping his war hammer a little tighter turns and walks to the nearest gaurd. "You, where is the statue I must touch for luck. My patients is wearing thin, speak quickly."

It's a wonder these two ever survived long enough in this world to become guard of anything. He would gladly have crushed their skulls under his hoof in the Circus, he thinks to himself.

"Tell me of the statue, or I shall break your arms, though I doubt that would hinder your fighting capabilities much", he snarls.

While the antics of the Minotaur (a rare site in the city) are an interesting diversion, Jean is here on business. He turns and heads for the College of Magic to speak with a contact regarding potential trade opportunities.

OOC: I'm comfortable throwing out color and purpose into the narrative (such as mentioning the "contact"). If you are not comfortable with me doing so, or if something I say contradicts the narrative, let me know.

Tosher thanklessly turns and stomps off towards the statues the guard had mentioned. His hooves clatter across the cobblestones as he walks.

Eldrick, having seen what happened with the guards, approaches them and flashes his officer's insignia at them, "What's the matter with you fools? When someone asks a question, especially a minotaur," he emphasizes the race's correct name, "just answer it, don't be an idiot... now get back to work!" he growls at them.

Walking through the gates and seeing the Hill in person is nothing like reading about it in a book! Charles has his hand down in front of him with the palm facing straight up. In his palm appears the image of the courtyard ahead of him. Paying close attention to the details around him so he can remember where he has to go. His appointment isn't until tomorrow, but he is glad he came a day early to explore the Hill. He always wants to be sure of where he is going and what he is doing before committing. The illusion doesn't stay for long and he will have to create it again soon so he has to keep his thought on his surroundings if he wants it to be correct.

Something out of the corner of his eye catches his attention. The Minotaur has picked a fight with some one in a black robe. A new image is in his mind now and he allows the illusion in his palm to fade to nothing without recreating it.

Stepping into the courtyard he sees the swan crest of the College of Magic where he will have to go, but he is in no rush. He sits down near the fountain, pulls out some parchment and a quill and begins to sketch the image in his mind; a huge Minotaur with a man in a black cloak between his horns.

I'm pretending to be studying the statues when, again, I see the Minotaur approach. I move to the far other side of the statues and continue to scan the area, careful not to bring any attention to myself.

When I see the guard land at the minotaur's feet, I just manage not to burst out laughing. Well, this will prove to be entertaining!

Ooc: LOL

Charles looks up from his parchment at the sound of the gong, expecting an announcement, parade or festive activity to start. He could not have expected to instead see a robed figure rushing towards the Minotaur that stood behind him on the bridge trip over himself and fall at the feet of the same Minotaur. Noticing the weapon in the robed figure's hand, Charles returns the parchment and quill to his pack (very quickly), hops to his feet, looks around and prepares to defend himself if necessary.

Tosher is making his way to the statues to touch them all. He has given up on asking these useless people for what he seeks. He shall find it himself. Just as he nears suddenly a robed figure lands at his hooves. He reaches down and lifts the figure up to a standing position, still clutching the robes he wears. He will try this one more time. Looking at the person he growls, "You, which of these statues must I touch for luck!" As he awaits an answer he suddenly hears, "Get him!!!", and turns to see what people are talking about, still clutching the robes of the person in front of him.

He still has not let go of the warhammer. He lifted the figure up with one hand.