Darilk, looked up from his food and noticed Ripel. The 'pretty pretty swordsman' gestured for the merchant to come over and sit near him. Darilk had something to discuss with Ripel, involving this 'induction'.

(OOC: He probably called him pretty because he is an angsty pretty-boy. The picture I posted kind of gives this away... and he's pale, which, in the middle ages, was a sign of nobility, wealth, and beauty. Not to mention that having a face completely devoid of emotion would be helpful in fighting wrinkles.)

Arianna made it to the banquet hall, but instead of getting in line to eat, she was looking for Tasuh. She didn't want to carry his cloak around anymore, it was heavier than a cloak would normally be, since it was full of vials. She frowned, <I was hoping he would be here already, hopefully he didn't go back to the room to get his cloak...>

(OOC: Jad its morning...and there gunna get you too the banquet anyway, so just start another day of non-stop drinking)

Jude rolled over. His familiar did too, curling itself up into a comfortable ball. They both were startled awake by the violent knocking outside.

"Uhh, go away, I'm still asleep." Jude groaned.

"It's Veimi."

"Tell him I'll be there in a second, gimme a couple of minutes."

"No, you misunderstand, I'm Veimi."

Jude looked at his now awake familiar. "Does that sound like a joker?" The lizard shook his head. "Ok, you open the door." They both continued to stare. "Damn..."

Jude strode over to the door, paused, shook out his clothes, vainly attempted to fix his hair, then opened the door. "Hiya lord Veimi."

Veimi chuckled. His two masked guardians didn't rustle. He waved his hand, and they rotated, facing away from the door. He stepped in, closed the door, and sat on the only chair in the room. "Have a seat Jude."

Jude didn't talk, began to walk over to his bed, and tripped on his robes. Veimi laughed harder.

"I haven't worn those robes in years...I guess its a perk to being a leader of a city." Veimi said as Jude straightened himself out.

"Yeah, they suck...wait, if you wore the robes, then you're...that means you used to be a..."

"You can't used to be a Mage. A Chronomacer to be exact. Master of Time and the such. Great party tricks, and I can make any cheap wine aged to perfection..." Veimi said. He rolled up his sleeve, revealing the Mage Mark branded on his arm. "Couldn't reverse that though...but its not too bad. Anyways, I thought I'd be the first one today to ask the inevitable."

"About the dragon?" Jude asked. He had been dreading waking up, not being able to answer the most asked question. Veimi simply nodded. "Well...uhh...I guess I got scared, and then made this guy big. That was just for looks, though I guess he was strong enough to rip the dude's arm off, then I musta used all my power and blasted him away, then blacked out...at least thats what I think happened." Jude blatantly lied, his eyes darting everywhere but not focusing on Veimi. He grabbed his familiar and shoved it into his pocket.

<HEY, its cramped in here, and you don't really think that he believes any of this crap do you? He's an experienced Mage, no Mage has probably even tried to do what you said you did, its just crazy, we're gunna be found out and they'll take my legs and make it the main course for some Chocobos and ->

"Hmm...interesting. If you train some more, that might be a great arsenal." Veimi said, truly interested.

<Well I'll be...>

"Anyways, I'd shorten the story a little, you've got a lot of fans at the banquet. Once your ready, just follow my guard, he'll stay behind. Interesting little pet you've got." Veimi said as Jude's familiar creeped out.

"And it talks." It said in reply. Veimi chuckled some more and left the room. One of the masked guards left, the other closed the door.

"Well, he's not the vessel...damn. Somebody must have done it for him..." Veimi said under his breath. Only his masked companion heard him, and shared his disgust.

Tasuh reached the banquet hall, and the messanger left. Making his way inside, he looked around for his cloak, which he found in the hands of Arianna. Slowly he made his way over to her, looking like he was ready to kill her.

Arianna spotted Tasuh coming up to her, looking like he had a hell of a morning. She turned and held out the cloak, either not-noticing or choosing to ignore the look he was giving her. She smiled in his direction, "Good morning Sir Tasuh." She looked at his blood stained clothes, "You look like you've had an interesting morning already."

(OOC: I was considering having her say "Well, you look like hell!")

Tasuh grabbed his cloak, then ignored all of his temptations to kill the girl to search through his cloak. He found his white wind vials, then grabbed one and took a quick drink from it. After the dead monsters powers were put into Tasuh, he used them to cast White Wind on himself. White winds surronded and circled him, instantly healing the large cut on his back. Once he was healed, he put his cloak on and turned to the girl. "If you take my vials again, I will kill you."

It was at that exact moment that Tycho showed up and said,

"Hey, you're the 1v1 champ. You got some helluva moves. Really impressive."

He offered his hand, "Name's Tycho."

(OOC: Hmm...should I demand that either a tail or wing gets cut off here...)

Arianna frowned at him, "I just took your cloak because I thought I'd see you here eventually and I didn't know if you were going to go back to the room." She defended her actions, ignoring the person who had come up and introduced himself to Tasuh.

"Oh great. I just walked into the middle of a lovers' feud."