In and around Pathway

[Breccan]

*A man dressed in battered and worn leather armour and furs carrying a large spear skirts around the crowd. He seems intent on walking on his way but at the child's outburst he smiles and stops, looking toward the group of people surrounding the knight.*

[Edd]

**At the child's outburst, Shaylin turns and faces him. He lets the child speak, maintaining eye contact. As the child finishes, he nods in understanding, and crouches down so he is at the same eye level as the boy. He speaks softly, though it is rather difficult for a lizard of his size to come across as gentle.**

"I truley am sssorry for what has happened to you, and I am even more sssorry that there wasss no-one there to help you. The passst cannot be changed but the future can be. With the Order made anew, we will try to be there for the people when they need usss. If you wish, and I can understand if you don't, but the Charter Houssse isss open to you..."

**He looks around and gestures to the other children**

"...to all of you. We ssstrive to aid the innocent, and ssso if you wish a place to live, then come to the Charter Houssse with me, and we shall ssset about making sssome lodgingsss. We cannot all be everywhere at oncsse, but the more of usss there are who follow the light mean the more of us there are to help othersss and be there for them. I am devessstated that what has happened to you cannot be changed, but we, together, can make it so it won't happen to others."

**Shaylin offers a hand to the child.**

[Plot Bot]

**The older child stands motionless as Shaylin talks and considers his words. As he does so, one of the younger children moves forward. A girl, around 5 or 6, wearing tattered clothes and looking unwashed speaks up.**

"We're hungree mister, we haven't eated for long. I don't like sleeping outside either, it's cold and there's bugs everywhere. Can we Jona? He said we can have lodgings.. and they sound tasty."

**Jona looks at the girl and sighs before returning to face Shaylin**

"I've tried to do the best I can, we've got no-one but ourselves out here. Please don't break their hearts."

[Luke]

The crowd of children, and not to mention the loud, singing, charismatic Lizard drew the attention of a muddy faced, skinny peasant. His clothes were worn and he seemed to have no real adornments or belongings. The figure watched, interested as to what was going on and immediately took to the large newcomer. He listened closely to the Shirakan's words, and he found himself believing every one of them. He knew he would follow the strange creature for as long as he would be permitted, he wondered if such a man could find any merit in him at all...

*Gareth*

[Lirael]

Shosumo Carlyna bends down on one knee before the young girl so that her face is at the same level as the girls, soft golden curls frame her features and as she speaks to the young girl her voice is gentle and encouraging. "We will find you some good hot food and perhaps some new clothes." She plucks at the dress the young girl is wearing that looks like it is getting too small. "You will be cared for now. What is your name?" As the little girl answers Carlyna takes both her hands and swings the child up onto her shoulders.

*Shosumo Carlyna*

[Edd]

**Shaylin grins broadly as Carlyna takes the girl in her arms. However, he remembers swiftly that his grin is rather startling and quickly straightens his face. He turns back to Jona, with a serious look on his face, meeting the boys eyes.**

"You have done wonderfully so far, Jona, you really have, but if you come with us, we can work together to give them all a good life. I don't know how much the Order can do on their own, it was a long time since I was a child...but you, lad, you've already got the qualities of leadership. THese children look up to you...will you help me?"

**He offers his hand again.**

[Breccan]

*The Hunter shakes his head, muttering something about stealing the souls of the young and wanders off into the maze of streets*

[Blue mage]

In the darker part of the day, before night had actually fallen, a young man walked with a patient stride along Pathway. It could only be described as patient, as it did appear to be with some distination in mind, but didnt seem to be rushing. He wore black, and armour beneath a cloak, a shield slung over his back and a sword at his side. The cloak hid most his body, but it seemed clear from the glint of metal beneath that he was either a finely armed warrior or a knight. The latter would be correct, judging the way he walked with such determination.
Klarik was not a happy knight. The again, he wasnt UN-happy either, but he was a bit annoyed about having to get rid of his horse. But then, undead things didn last long in Pathway now and he wasnt willing to break any laws right now. He was a kngith after all, and honour was still soething very important to him, without question. Laws, therefore, had some part of his life, but sometimes, just SOMETIMES, he would have to break one he realised to follow his lord. Technically, his lord was not outlawed yet, but it was only a matter of time... Of course, he could start preaching here, but even if he was a zealot, he wasnt foolish. It served his purposes better to remain alive for now at least. Die later, gloriously. Right now he wanted some where to stay and perhaps a task to undertake. Many heroes met in Pathway, so it couldnt be hard to find something to do...or to kill.
Klarik looked about with his emotionless eyes and took in the sight of the street. Yes...anywhere would do...
His lips moved slightly into what could be called a smile.

[Chaos_dwarf]

Marcus walks out of the door of the inn, and heads out of Pathway. As he reaches the last hill that affords a view of Pathway, Marcus looks back. A sad look is on his face, for he knows he will not see a friendly face for some time. He turns, breathes in, squares his shoulders and sets out. Marcus knows that Hope will guide his steps, for he travels toward the lands of her ascension, to Serke Kemi.

Marcus mutters to himself, "Where there is life, there is Hope."

He heads in the direction of the coast that will enable him to take ship for Serke Kemi.

**Marcus**

[Blue mage]

A swordsman in black clothing, typical of the style found in Serke Kemi, wanders through the gates of Pathway. Though he lacks a sword, the knife in his hakama and the way in which he walks, the air about him and the way he grasps the stick he uses to walk with makes it clear that he is more than a simple sight seer. About him, those who pass him by feel as though they can feel the earth moving by them, similar to an Earth elf, yet different too. He sings as he walks, but more quietly and a bit timidly around so many people. The only thing that really sets him out is a cross shaped scar across his left cheek. A few people recall having seen the swordsman before but cannot recall his name. The swordsman walks off towards the centre of Pathway, taking the air of earth with him...