Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

Rhys seems to be a bit secretive lately, locking himself in the tower while studying something. On the few visits out of the tower he looked ragged, perhaps he has forgotten to eat again.

An elf with copper skin and dark hair, wearing the skin of a silver wolf approaches Doron Amar, coming to a standstill outside the gates. He looks up at the rangers on the towers and speaks in a tone loud enough for all to hear:
"Warn your folk, there is a mad orc roaming the woods near to your village. One who attacks kin with no restraint, and leaves them knocked out cold. A kin and myself were attacked by this beast while we spoke peaceably by the river. By Corellon's grace we are still alive."

*In her study, Eowiel receives word of the return of Sevilthir with a smile. She rises and begins to walk toward the Inn, when a second message arrives: That of the arrival of Morassien. She nods tot he ranger and thanks him for delivering the message, then walks from the Council Hall and heads out to meet the visitor from Everska*

//sorry I had to bow out at the start of the event good luck to all!

DM Golem wrote:A sun-elf is seen arriving at the gates of Doron Amar, dismissing the arcane wards of concealment which brought him safely through the forest. Despite the timeless nature of the Tel-Quessir, his aspect displays a youthful exuberance, tempered by what seems to be a serious task.

He presents himself to the rangers when hailed, and introduces himself as Morassien Larésil, out of Evereska. He requests to speak with the councillors or other representatives of Doron Amar.

The rangers strike up a friendly tone, speaking of home with Morassien, as he waits to be met by a representative.

As an emergency council is held, the sun elf is granted entry and speaks with representatives of Doron Amar, and others.

((just curious as to why he would need an emergency council meeting to be allowed entry to Doron Amar.

*Delasorsan son of Celasorsan puts a note on the hall*

Who I need to talk to become a citizen of Doon Amar? I know I was told I have ample signings. May on have a audience? Thank you.

Delasorsan signs

Alarias walks to the edge of the Wood of Sharp Teeth and casts a spell, magically summoning a wolf to his side. With a quick word from the elf, it takes the lower end of the staff Alsarias is holding and guides him into the woods.
Their path winds away from the orc den but even so, the wolf growls low suddenly, causing the pair to stop... keen ears hear the guttural shouts of a wandering orc. Quickly releasing his staff, his bow is swiftly and smoothly unshouldered with his left hand while the right expertly plucks three arrows from a quiver and is held between its fingers. With ear bent toward the charging orc... the fingers extend... and the hushed sound of bow string and arrows ends with a thunk.
The orc gasps... the breathy shouts of pains are mixed with a distinct wet gurgle. It drops to its knees... only to see the elf approach as he nocks one more arrow. In a calm and fatherly tone, Alsarias bids "Let you know the mercy you would never have shown me..." The orc's reply is a growl... which is quickly silenced by an arrow aimed four inches above the spraying sound from his tusked maw.

The summoned wolf disappears suddenly, the thunk of the staff on soft moss partial evidence to its departure. With a word and a hand gesture, another canine is summoned. Alsarias gathers his staff and offers its end to the new guide with a brief word of request. The remaining part of the journey is thankfully uneventful.

As they approach the small bridge and gate to the forest village of the elves, Alsarias dismisses the wolf with a word of gratitude and a wave of his hand. After it disappears, he sets staff to the cobbled bridge and guides himself the remaining way into Doron Amar.

Invoker wrote:A slender moon elf in a forest green hood and a green cloak steps lightly through the forest until he reaches the bridge right before the gates of Doron Amar. There, he makes camp under the watchful eye of the Evereskan Rangers, stating he has been invited to the village by the priestess Sayel, and that he will be more than happy to wait for her to confirm his word before entering.

Catam returns from being away for a few days and takes notice of the elf in green... he asks the rangers about the visitor. After learning of his intent, Catam approaches,

You need not dwell in waiting outside the borders of our fair village, friend. Come inside... we have a fine tavern with drink and conversation to enjoy. You may wait for the priestess Sayiel within the comforts of elven hospitality.

Catam smiles awkwardly though it at least seem sincere. He turns to enter the village without waiting for an answer from the guest.