Completed [Job Thread] Making Rounds

Aoren makes deliveries for Sahfri Blackleaf

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This shining population center is considered the jewel of The Sylira Region. Home of the vast majority of Mizahar's population, Syliras is nestled in a quiet, sprawling valley on the shores of the Suvan Sea. [Lore]

[Job Thread] Making Rounds

Postby Aoren on August 31st, 2013, 1:29 pm

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50th of Summer, 513 AV
11th Bell

Aoren shifted the weight of the satchel on his hip. He ran his thumb over the strap across his shoulder to stop the chaffing. With a sigh he walked up to the door of the resident that had placed the order currently on his list. Knocking on the slim wooden door he waited for a moment before he heard the locking mechanism unhinge itself. The door swung open slowly and there stood an elder lady who looked to be in the midst of cooking.

“Ah! Aoren. Here to deliver my weekly tonic, yes?” Aoren gave the woman a smile.

“Yes, ma’am.” He reached into the satchel withdrawing a bottle of green liquid swirling with bit of herbs. He handed it to her with a small smile. She procured the appropriate amount of money and deposited it into his outstretched hand.

“Can I treat you to a cup of tea? Or a roll maybe?” Aoren shook his head.

“No, ma’am. I’ve a lot to deliver. Other citizens expecting their orders from Mistress Blackleaf.” He pat his satchel then gave the woman a polite nod. The woman chuckled giving him a slight nod as she closed the door to her home presumably returning to her business. Aoren turned on his heel meandering back to the main hustle and bustle of the Third Tier of Stormhold Citadel.

Aoren was making his periodic rounds about the city that day. He had been at it all morning. There were citizens within Syliras who were either too busy, too old, or just too important to make the trip to Stormhold Salves. It may have seemed odd to the casual observer to find a man of his particular stature in the employment of Syliras resident Apothecary but Aoren had his reasons. Despite appearances Aoren was a peaceful man who believed firmly in helping people. What better way than to treat their illness with tonics, remedies and tinctures?

Not every day was he toiling away in Mistress Sahfri Blackleaf’s philtering lab concocting what miniscule things he could. He was by far not as experienced in the mixing of herbs, liquids or other substances as his teacher but she was a patient woman and for that Aoren was thankful. Reaching into the satchel at his hip he retrieved the list of deliveries that needed to be made. With a piece of charcoal he crossed off the name of the woman to whom he’d just seen. She was a regular. A sweet lady but she was always trying to convince Aoren to have tea with her and that made him slightly uncomfortable.
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[Job Thread] Making Rounds

Postby Aoren on August 31st, 2013, 1:30 pm

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“Let’s see…” He propped himself up against a nearby wall as he browsed over the list. “…who do we have next?” It was a rhetorical question but it was a way to break up the monotony of just walking up to door after door delivering bottles of one remedy after another. Aoren’s face dropped. He had to make a delivery to the Second Tier. He had only been to the rather isolated tier a few times. It was home to the majority of the Knighthood and their families. He tended to avoid the place like the plague but on occasion he ventured there if the need arose. It did not arise often. Aoren avoided the gaze of the Knights for many reasons. Firstly because he just didn’t want to grab their attention. It was not that he feared them. They truly were just and honorable. He just didn’t want to be bothered with them if it could be avoided.

Secondly, he was a wizard. Not the kind of wizard that the Knight’s liked either. His most adept discipline was reimancy. They tended to frown on those who practiced that art. Again, he wasn’t afraid of them finding out. There were only a few disciplines of magic that Aoren knew of that were explicitly forbidden in Syliras. The world magic of Summoning was one that he knew and the black art of Leeching was the other. Aside from those the rest were merely under heavy scrutiny. He knew that if some Knights had their way every magician in Syliras would be on a registry under careful observation but the Knighthood didn’t have the resources to corral every practitioner in a city of so many thousands.

Pushing himself off the wall he tucked the list back into the satchel with the remaining delivery to be made. It would be the last one before he headed back to Stormhold Salves where he would likely be assigned more tasks before the day was out. Until then however he would make his way to the Second Tier of Stormhold Citadel. As he walked he took to observing the people around him. For the most part Syliras was a city of humans. Purebred humans at that. Even Aoren could not speak being a pureblooded human given that he was considered to be one of the human sub-races. Appearances could be counted for something though. He did not have any outward signs telling anyone he was a Drykas. Aoren barely knew what being a Drykas meant. He would find out one day but he didn’t imagine it being any time soon.

He passed a group of Akalak warriors who seemed rather disgruntled by the lack of sunlight around them. Given that most of Syliras was enclosed space beneath the roof of the citadel it didn’t surprise Aoren. The majority of foreigners found it difficult to live within the Fortress City’s walls. The miniscule amount of sunlight, relatively small amount of fresh air and the constant throng of people weaving in and out and up and down the expansive corridors about the city was certainly a deterrent. There were, however, very few safer places in the world. At least that is what everyone who had grown up within the city were lead to believe. He turned down one large hallway leading to the Bittern District of the citadel. The sound of children laughing caught his attention. Aoren smiled at them as he passed. He was fast approach the entrance to the Second Tier.
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[Job Thread] Making Rounds

Postby Aoren on August 31st, 2013, 1:31 pm

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“Good morning, Ser and Sera.” Aoren gave a slight bow to the knights standing watch at the entrance. One was a dark haired woman with skin the color of charcoal. Her piercing brown eyes were like the color of amber and honey glittering in the glory of Syna’s light. The other was a male. He had short cropped hair the color of rust with eyes as green as emeralds.

“Good morning, Sir. What business do you have in the Second Tier?” Aoren directed his attention to the male. He must have been the superior on duty at the moment so he presented the satchel to him.

“I am here on behalf of Mistress Sahfri Blackleaf. I am one of her apprentices making a delivery. You will find the remedy along with the order placed inside.” Aoren relinquished the satchel as the male knight inspected it. He withdrew the aforementioned items then reviewed the order. He showed it to the female on duty with him. Aoren observed the two exchange a look before the female gave a curt nod.

“Thank you, citizen. We will make sure the order is delivered. How much was owed to Mistress Blackleaf?” Aoren accepted the satchel replacing it over his shoulder as the female spoke.

“It was already paid for ma’am.” She gave a nod then turned her head whistling. A younger boy quickly walked up to her. She whispered some instructions to him then the boy was off. Aoren briefly wondered what it would be like to be a Knight of Syliras. Part of him could very well see himself dressed in the armor of the Knights and part of him felt as if maybe that would be the path he walked one day but that day was a long time in coming. The male nodded to Aoren once the female returned to her post.

“Was there anything else, citizen?” Aoren shook his head giving them both a slight bow.

“No Ser, No Sera. Thank you very much.” Both of the knights gave him a smile and a nod of their head as dismissal then Aoren was on his way. He honestly wasn’t surprised. Normal citizens were allowed to enter into the Second Tier but only when accompanied by a Knight. It was not every day they had a Knight to spare. The Drykas male stretched his arms over his head with a sigh as he rolled his shoulders. He had heard the eleventh bell of the day ring clearly throughout the citadel earlier. Mistress Blackleaf wasn’t expecting him back until around noon.

“Now would be an excellent time for lunch before getting back to work.” He wouldn’t take long. He truly did enjoy the work he performed in service to Syliras and under Mistress Blackleaf. Regardless of what he did for the rest of the day Aoren knew it would be fruitful.
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[Job Thread] Making Rounds

Postby Radiant on October 7th, 2013, 1:27 pm

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Not much to award here, Aoren. :) But as always, I love your work.


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