[Thalen de Valdor]

“Um….ok sorry i asked.” Alter said with a sweatdrop and moving away from the hyper man. ‘But if he says one thing about youth im going to send every marionette i own after his ass.’ he tbought.

[GoldPhoenix9]

“Oh I’m probably freaking you out am I? soooorrrryyyyyy”, he said making an frowny face.

[OmgItsFallen]

“Uncalled for.. But Yes i’m alright.” Fallen gets up and starts to move toward the car

[Lilt the Bard]

Lilt smiles, shaking his head as he straps his lute to his shoulders. “You lot are quite intriguing to listen to. The conversations on my airship are… quite different to say the least.”  He seems to study each individual in the area with care, nodding all the while. “Yes, you all seem quite unique.”

[GreenGod]

“So fluteboy, what magic you using?” Casually tapping shoulder to absorb his magic.

[Thalen de Valdor]

As thomas did that he didn’t know Elsra appeared behind him and slamed a tray on his head before dragging him off. “What have i told you about draining magic!” she yelled at him as she threw him into a wall. “Now stay there before i have to call mama on you!” she said before going back to working the bar.

[Lilt the Bard]

“Lute,” Lilt gently corrects with a smile. “It is a lute. But in all, within me I possess the power of… music. Oh well it is technically called sound magic,  but I know better.”

[Thalen de Valdor]

“Hmmm..that’s one I’ve never herd of what can you do with…your music?” Dante asked out of genuine curiosity.

[GreenGod]

“Damn… THAT HURT WOMAN!!”

[Lilt the Bard]

Lilt turns to Dante and smiles. “A lover of the arts, I see… well, my music is strange in many ways. I could either produce sonic blasts to hurt those who threaten me or my allies, or perhaps even deafen them with concentrated waves of music that only they could hear… sort of like taking a person and attaching their head to the stereo system at a metal concert. Oh! And I can also knock people unconcscious with the blasts, but that takes quite a bit of energy.” He says all this with a sort of unnerving ease, not once losing his smile.

[Thalen de Valdor]

“Hmm…that is really useful not only can you fight but entertain as well….can you do somesort of healing with it?” Dante said thinking about how arrange everyone before he ended with the question. While that was going on Elsra stomped in front of Thomas her foot close to what makes him a man cracking her knuckles. “What was that Thomas.” She asked with a dark aura around her. (The comical kind not evil kind)

[GreenGod]

“I said, THAT HURT!” Swinging her foot around, he uses a sonic scream to blast her backwards into a wall. “How’d that feel?” He asked cockily.

[Thalen de Valdor]

Everyone stopped what they we’re going because just at that moment the door to the guild opened and an old lady walked in. ‘Well…..he’s dead.’ was the thought that went through most members the rest thought. ‘Fuck.’

“Now can someone tell me why my granddaughter was sent flying.” Every hand in the guild flew up to Thomas. “I see well then Thomas we need to have a nice…little…chat.” She said before walking over to him and draging him up stairs by his legs.

Dante just blinked before leaning over to the newcomes. “That’s Mama.” was all he said.

[Lilt the Bard]

Besides a small glint in his eye, Lilt makes no attempt to acknowledge the humerous background events. “Healing you say? I know a song or two that could heal some minor wounds, but nothing that might mend broken bones or ruptured organs. On the other hand, my specialty is not necessarily combat itself, but inspiring my allies to do better at their own individualized roles and provide support. For exanple, my songs could help alleviate fatigue, cause your strikes to come much quicker and stronger, and even help break free of min controlling effects.” He smiles proudly. “That last bit has saved my life on more than one occasion when some enchantor decided to turn my allies against each other. Nasty stuff, mind controllig magic is.”

[Lilt the Bard]

(What s the best way to put it… if you know anything about D&D or Pathfinder, Lilt is styled after one of them. A jack of all trades when it comes to melee combat and magic, but a master of buffing, and demoralizing his enemies with haunting tunes)

 

Lilt turns to the old woman and bows respectfully. “How do you do, my lady?”