Rev IX
Skull Man from the Shimazu Clan
(Please note down any details worth considering for evaluation on the first post. Things like goals, boosters, and so on)
It was an unusually quiet morning in the manor. Aureus had grown used to it by now. The rest of Magno Sapiente Victori that lived here were busy doing something or the other somewhere else. He wasn't one to pry, which combined the fact he didn't want to be unwelcome company, resulted in him not knowing anything of their location or task at hand. That said, he somewhat enjoyed the solitude. Seeing as he didn't feel crushed by his own awkwardness during the day, enabling him to sleep at night.
Taking the few clues Adelhein gave him about the Greystone papers, the young elf dedicated himself to figure out the details of whatever ritual these old pages described. Then again, he had been at it for a couple of days now. But some details still eluded him. It began to frustrate him already. To the point he decided to take his research outside.
Taking what books and papers he deemed worth another read and packing them in a leather bag, he ventured to the exit. On his way out, one of the faceless maids saw him off. Helping him with the door and closing it secure.
Once he was out of the walls, he turned to make sure it was properly closed. And as he turned, tragedy struck. He lost balance while stepping on a malicious pebble, falling flat on his back and one of the books slipped out of the pack. A Sylvan-Common dictionary.
Elvario
El-Melloi Estate, Ryken

It was an unusually quiet morning in the manor. Aureus had grown used to it by now. The rest of Magno Sapiente Victori that lived here were busy doing something or the other somewhere else. He wasn't one to pry, which combined the fact he didn't want to be unwelcome company, resulted in him not knowing anything of their location or task at hand. That said, he somewhat enjoyed the solitude. Seeing as he didn't feel crushed by his own awkwardness during the day, enabling him to sleep at night.
Taking the few clues Adelhein gave him about the Greystone papers, the young elf dedicated himself to figure out the details of whatever ritual these old pages described. Then again, he had been at it for a couple of days now. But some details still eluded him. It began to frustrate him already. To the point he decided to take his research outside.
Taking what books and papers he deemed worth another read and packing them in a leather bag, he ventured to the exit. On his way out, one of the faceless maids saw him off. Helping him with the door and closing it secure.
Once he was out of the walls, he turned to make sure it was properly closed. And as he turned, tragedy struck. He lost balance while stepping on a malicious pebble, falling flat on his back and one of the books slipped out of the pack. A Sylvan-Common dictionary.
