The Realms: The Era Before |Page 1|

A Moon Elf entered the Everglow Tavern, which resided in the village of Silingard. There are a large number of species in the tavern, and behind the bar stood a seasonedly aged Experimental whom the Moon Elf assumed was the tavern’s owner. The Moon Elf approached the bar with his shoes, causing the floor to creak beneath him as he walked. As he approached the bar, the Experimental looked over the Elf’s attire before speaking, “I am guessing you’re one of them youngsters with the lights still in their eyes going out looking for adventure,” his voice having a thick Eastern Realmian accent to it. The Moon Elf nodded his head, his ears twitching at the buzz of sound around him. The Experimental let out a sigh before once again responding, “Well, the name is Archittle, Archittle Sevel, and what kind of adventure were you looking for, youngster?” Archittle looked tired, and like all Experimentals, his original species was unrecognizable, though something that caught the Elf’s eye was that Archittle no longer had the lights in his eyes; the little twinkles of youth had obviously departed many moons ago. “Bounties,” The Elf bluntly stated. This caused a streak of surprise to come across Archittle’s face: “Well, I have heard rumors of the chief of Clan Telbill having a bounty. I do not know what it is, but the clan’s camp is about a day’s trip from here, and I can give you a map if you wish.” “Please,” The Elf stated once again bluntly. Archittle hesitantly handed the Elf a map, and as he opened the map, it was obvious why Archittle had been hesitant. The clan’s camp is in the middle of one of The Realms’ unclaimed lands, a place where it would be wise to watch your back at all times. The Elf nodded his head in thanks, “Thank you’. This time Archittle did not respond to the Elf and simply returned to tending to the bar. The Elf simply shrugged this off and examined the map Archittle had handed him. He found Archittle’s words about the clan’s camp being a day’s trip from the tavern; however, before he could examine the map any further, he felt the eyes of someone in the corner booth of the tavern staring at him. This caused the Elf to look up from the map and shift his gaze to the figure in the corner booth. The booth being too dark and the figure also wearing a cloak didn’t allow him to get a good look at who this person was. Not being able to get a good look at the figure, he shrugged it off. He decided that it would probably be better if he spent the night at the tavern instead of beginning his journey while it was dark and raining outside. The Elf walked over to Archittle, asking for a room. Archittle quickly responded, “I am glad that you are not leaving just yet, youngster, especially in the kind of weather currently outside, though the only room I currently have left is a shared two bed room with another patron that has already signed the guest book.” “That shall be fine, thank you,” the Elf said. Archittle nodded, handing the Elf the guestbook and saying, “I hope you enjoy your stay while you’re here, youngster.”. The Elf signed his name into the guest book ‘Caspian J. Prince’. As he was signing his name, his eyes landed on the name that had been signed into the book before his ‘Astril S. Ill’. This name caused Caspian to stare at the name curiously for a moment. Archittle sat the room key on the bar counter in front of Caspian. “Would you like anything to drink before heading up to your room for the night youngster?”. “What-

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