With a great deal of shouting, the caravan finally started upon it's journey. Soldiers shout and strut around displaying their importance.
Fletcher would sometimes let Embari sit on one of the horses while he led it. She loved to the 'ride' the horse by herself. Their horses are very calm...
"In truth, I don't think it matters if prince Andar is real of not. People need direction and hope. He gives them that. But he's not going to build homes or communities; He just provides the center. The anchor. Everyone coming together is the important thing. When our people have purpose and...
Fletcher stretched out his hand, took the candy, and showed it to Embari,
"Try this. It's sweet."
Embari, who had turned her face to Sybil and hidden down in the wraps of the fur covering her, hesitantly turned around to her fathers voice. She looked at the candy with distrust.
"You'll like...
Fletcher walked back to his camp through the long grass along the side of the stream with Rowan and Maria. As they approached, Sybil glared intensely at Fletcher, and Fletcher pretended not to notice.
"If there is a stray to be found, you will find it, won't you?" said Sybil. Fletcher grinned...
Fletcher, Sybil, and Embari had little time for breakfast. They had arrived late to the caravan, but they needed to be ready for another day on the road. Fortunately they had a small supply of provisions and were able to put together a quick meal.
Embari had finally woken, but was not in a...
Fletcher gave the young elf a friendly smile,
"Thank you, it has. We've been on the road for a long time and it has not been easy." No, it had not. They had traveled along the Elbrecht coast after passing through the mountains from The Starlight Spring to escape the destruction left by the...
Sybil/Fletcher
Sybil sat in the saddle of her horse holding her small daughter, Embari, close, while Fletcher walked in front, leading the horses. They had three little mountain horses. They were not much to look at. Short, stocky brown beasts with long manes that fell over their eyes and waved...
Name: Fletcher
Age: 140
Clan: Lothan
Height: 4'6"
Hair Color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
Brief Bio:
Fletcher's mother died when he was young and he was raised by his father. Fletcher's father was kind and gentle, and well-respected by those who knew him. He always had time for others, and he...
Hi there. I met someone through nanowrimo who mentioned that they do play-by-post role playing and I thought that would scratch an itch I have had for a long time. I used to play D&D a long time ago, and I'd like to get back into it. It's been hard to find a group (and time) so I thought this...