Silver Lake
A mountain river flows into a large, stunning lake. The waters reflect silver in the day and under moonlight. A plain of gentle hills and forests surround the lake. Herds of elk are native here.
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OOC Date: 10-12-2024, 03:51 PM
IC THREAD DATE: 10/01/2024  in  Silver Lake  —  
VAGRANT
VAGRANT
Species Male Lion
Build Adult Athletic 43"
Trade NOVICE ARTISAN
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Health5 Dexterity3
Arcana 2 Medicine 1
Charisma 4 Perception 2
Constitution 2 Stealth 1
Deception 2 Strength 3
MagicELECTRIC ELEMENT
MagicTELEKINESIS
MagicEARTH ELEMENT
Magic
Magic
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His head would turn to listen to the teenaged wolf's anecdote. His father has been brought back to life, twice? It was hard to believe. But then he figured, as he heard the flying wolf affirm the notion, that it wasn't as farfetched as initially seemed. He had literally been brought here to Argaia in a beam of light, and given powers one could only dream of. Of course, revival of the death wouldn't be a stretch to say. He figured Enya might be an important figure, but just to be sure, he'd ask the wolf at ground level, "Who is Enya?"

He is quiet and attentive as Purple Wolf says more, and though at first dissuaded by the idea of a God offering challenges, if it meant he had a chance at immortality, then perhaps... Of course, hearing the value of freedom is also a green flag for him, but it's always in a pack's best interest to sound as appealing as possible. He was a merchant, he would know. 

He wasn't even aware that there was this so called Akrasia event even happening. The blue lion has many questions, but they're pushed aside for the moment when the purple wolf asks for his name. It causes him to smile - he's glad they asked! "My name is Matthias Kingsley. Know it, love it, remember it," he'd say in a somewhat grandiose way, one paw rising to his chest as he introduces himself, "I was teleported here from a beam of light, meaning everything I've worked for is gone. But it doesn't matter- at the end of the day, I will always be your go-to man for all sorts of goodies: herbs, potions, strange wares and rare ingredients. Yes, you heard me - I am a merchant!" he'd lower his arm now, "I'll even sell various dinnerware and storage - bowls, bottles, satchels, you know the drill. But it takes time to collect these items. My stall isn't open yet, but you keep a lookout for it and come prepared for some trading, yeah?" he'd look to both wolves for their response. Now, with his sales pitch out of the way, "Could you tell me more about akrasia? I wasn't aware this place was going through trouble," he needed to know how much it would affect him.


code by naboo, with alterations.