Meeting the Mayor

(Enorian): Dato says, "Enorian, our allies, the citizens of Tainhelm would like to celebrate the appointment of their new Mayor, Mayor Thurgil Redstein with us."

(Enorian): Dato says, "Those of you who are not partaking the event, please head on to Tainhelm! You get your pick of cake, before Meltas gets there."

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Ooo, cake!"

You tell Lord Protector, Prior Dato Deschaine, Golden Dragon, "Is there chocolate cake?"

(Enorian): Meltas says, "You know Dato, I'm watching my waist line. But He does have a point...Cake can be very tasty so I might take a few pieces."

(Enorian): Meltas says, "And keep them stocked in a coldpocket for later."

Dato tells you, "I sure hope so!"

[[Travel, travel, travel...]]

Living room of the Mayor's house (16550) - Tainhelm (95)
A servant in bright yellow livery hops around energetically. A servant in bright yellow livery hops around energetically. Inspecting his surroundings with a thoughtful expression, Mayor Thurgil Redstein stands here. A female Dwarf is here chatting. A female Dwarf stands here with a small plate of food. Going about her daily business with few cares, a female Dwarven villager is here. An elderly Dwarven gardener is enjoying some refreshments here. There are 2 male Dwarfs here. There are 15 cucumber sandwiches here. There are 14 honey cakes here.
You see exits leading west, up, and out (open pine door).

[LOOK THURGIL]
Standing tall for those of his race, this stout Dwarf reaches the impressive height of at least four feet tall. His auburn hair is neatly groomed, slicked back and combed. A neatly-braided beard stretches from his chin to the top of his chest, a tiny sliver of cloth wrapped around the very end to prevent it from coming undone. His clothes - a two-piece, black and white suit - are neatly-pressed and kept meticulously clean.
Mayor Thurgil Redstein looks weak and feeble.
He weighs about 150 pound(s).

Raising his hand in greeting, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Well hello there!"

With acrobatic grace, you quickly hop off of a giant, winged wolf.
You slap a giant, winged wolf on the rump and send it cantering off towards 'An open paddock'.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein wades his way through the crowd of Dwarves to step before you, his lips lifted in a smile. "Thurgil Redstein," he introduces, hand extending.

Haydyn glances about with a small smile before warmly shaking Thurgil's hand, "Congratulations on your appointment, Mayor. I'm Sister Haydyn. Or just Haydyn works as well."

Nodding quickly, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Wonderful, pleasure to meet you, Sister."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein's gaze sweeps those attended, his lips pursing in thought. "I do hope some more of your citizens are hoping to attend," he pensively notes.

Watching the gathered Dwarves mingle and enjoy refreshments, Haydyn nods emphatically. "I'm sure they plan to. We'd just been notified by Dato, that's my son, and there was an arena event in progress. I'm sure they'll come in droves, famished."

Almost worriedly, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Goodness, I hope we've got enough sandwiches and cake."

Meltas tells you, "Do you mind if I prism to you?"

The various Dwarves mingle about, positively stuffing their small bodies with cucumber sandwiches by the dozen.

You tell The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost, "Feel free."

A beam of prismatic light suddenly shoots into the room.

Meltas suddenly appears, having travelled down the beam of prismatic light.
He is followed by a fiery efreeti and a water sprite.

You smile and say, "Speaking of citizens.."

Meltas gracefully hops off of a misty grey mare.

Meltas slaps a misty grey mare on the rump and sends it cantering off.

Meltas deftly lowers the hood of a cloak of obscurity, revealing his identity.

Meltas inclines his head politely to those around him.

"Ah, another citizen?" Mayor Thurgil Redstein asks with a brief smile as he approaches Meltas directly, hand extended. "Thurgil Redstein," he introduces.

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Anybody around that could ink a few tattoos?"

(Enorian): Zorn says, "Sure."

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Awesome, Zorn, I'll be over in a sec. Elawyn needs some."

(Enorian): You say, "After which I'm assuming you'll join us in Tainhelm for refreshments, right? Just a little visit at least. To show support."

A male Dwarf eyes another cucumber sandwich pensively, almost hesitant to step forward and collect another.

Meltas takes Thurgil's hand in his and gives it a firm shake. "Congratulations Mayor on your new position. It is a pleasure to finally meet you." He says with a warm smile.

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Of course, we were just already running to hunt so clearing an area first."

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "To finish."

(Enorian): You say, "Alright, alright."

Dropping his hand with a wry smile, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Congratulations or apologies?"

Stifling a snicker, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "I apologize. Jokes about politics never fly so well."

The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost smiles and says to Mayor Thurgil Redstein, "That all depends on your view."

(Enorian): Zorn says, "Let me know if you want a portal."

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Handing over corpses a moment and will, one moment."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein leans back just somewhat, his arms crossing over his chest as he shakes his head. "No, no, it's an opportunity," the stout man affirms. "This city needs somebody enthusiastic and passionate."

An elderly Dwarven gardener seems absolutely content with the plate of cake he holds in his hand, seeming to savor each and every bite.

Meltas gives Haydyn a nod. "Aye, it will be nice to see people getting moved and more so, moving. As it were." He tilts his head slightly to the side. "If only I could find a way to get Enorian to do a bit more of that." He offers with a small grin.

A female Dwarf leans over towards one of the closer females in her proximity, her eyes glancing towards Meltas before she turns away with a giggle. It's hard to tell from a distance what exactly is said in the conversation, but the word 'cute' is certainly audible.

Allowing an exhalation of breath to escape his lungs, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "That's certainly true my friend. I couldn't imagine trying to move a crowd as big as you population."

Haydyn's gaze is caught by the hesitant male Dwarf near the sandwiches.

Excusing herself from the company of Meltas and the Mayor, she weaves towards him and places the sandwich in his hands, "Goodness knows, if food shortage even begins to be a problem, I'll run collect some more. No one goes hungry when I'm around."

A male Dwarf offers you a wry grin as he accepts the sandwich with little hesitation."Thank ya miss," he appreciatively says. "Just didn't wanna stop anybody else, y'know?"

Dato swiftly gallops in from the out. He is followed by a fiery efreeti and a water sprite.

Dato gracefully hops off of a donkey.
Dato slaps a donkey on the rump and sends it cantering off.

Pressing the open palm of his left hand against the clenched fist of his right, Dato bows respectfully.

Eyebrows lifting, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Aha, the Herald, yes?"

Dato's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Lord Protector, Prior Dato Deschaine, Golden Dragon smiles and says, "Greetings, Mayor! I hope you are doing well, and your new position leads to strengthened relations with Enorian."

As he did with the previous citizens, Mayor Thurgil Redstein weaves his way through the crowd to meet Dato personally, hand extending. "Pleasure to meet you, Thurgil Redstein."

His lips twitch into a smile as he offers a quick nod. "I too hope for the same, Herald."Meltas is about to speak as Dato arrives. He offers Dato a slight incline of his head as he gives turns to face the Mayor once more.

Haydyn nods her understanding and continues to mingle with the gathered guests, her face lightened with an easy smile.

A male Dwarf takes a few almost voracious bites of his cucumber sandwich, eyebrows lifting in enjoyment as he savors the flavor.

Dato shakes the Mayor's hand, "Pleasure is all mine, ... erm." He gives the Mayor a disarming smile, "May I call you Thurgil?"

"Of course," Mayor Thurgil Redstein affirms with a nod and a quick smile.

A female Dwarf's gaze shifts towards Dato for an apprehensive moment before she offers the Dwarven woman near her a quick, disinterested shake of her head. She murmurs something to the woman before indicating Meltas with a quick gesture of her head and a grin.

Dato slowly picks up a piece of cake, examining it carefully, "It does look delicious." The Idreth slowly takes a bite, his eyes widening slightly in response.

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Now I apologize, my short term memory is horrid. Where is this festivity taking place again?"

Dato picks up a honey cake.

Meltas eyes the women who were whispering before and he walks his way through the group, past the table and gives them a warm smile, a slight twinkle in his eye. "Greetings." He says softly. "Meltas Fiadhaich Frost is my name. I don't believe we have been formally introduced." He says in a gentle yet calming voice.

Dato quickly devours a honey cake.

(Enorian): Zorn says, "Tainhelm, I think he said."

(Enorian): Plato says, "Gratz."

Eyebrows lifting, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Dato, "Good, is it not?"

(Enorian): Sahar says, "And, I'm afraid I'm not sure whereabouts Tainhelm is..."

(Enorian): Plato says, "Do path find tainhelm."

(Enorian): Ysi says, "Nice, and well done Lady Riana."

(Enorian): Zorn says, "What's going on in Tainhelm?"

Haydyn completes her circling around the room, and ends back near Dato. She brushes crumbs from his face with a shake of her head and a soft chuckle.

A female Dwarf's eyes widen in an absolute display of embarrassment, her cheeks quickly becoming a bright red. "Hi.." is all she manages to let escape her lips as she sputters for the right words.

Pursing his lips, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "I wanted to open up for a question and answer period, but will hold off until more of your citizens arrive if you think they are to join us."

Dato nods his head firmly, "You might have to put up with me more than my own Mother, Mayor." He quickly picks another cake, a decided happy expression on his features.

Dato picks up a honey cake.

Sahar enters from the out following Sylvesta.

Sahar gives the world a smart salute.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein smiles wryly at Dato.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein inclines his head politely to Sahar.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein inclines his head politely to Sylvesta.

Sylvesta turns towards Mayor Thurgil Redstein, places her palms together in front of her chest, and bows respectfully.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says to Mayor Thurgil Redstein, "Thank you for inviting us all."

(Enorian): Zorn says, "Be well, all."

Gesturing towards the sandwiches and cake, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Certainly. Please, enjoy yourselves."

Stathan arrives from the out.

Sylvesta's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein smiles at Stathan.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "Oo, honey cakes at that."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein inclines his head politely to Stathan.

Sylvesta picks up a honey cake.

Giving a bit of chuckle, The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost says, "I don't believe I have ever found my way this far into the Tainhelm, beautiful if I do say so myself."

Squire Sahar says, "Thank you!"

Sahar picks up a honey cake.

Sahar quickly devours a honey cake.

An elderly Dwarven gardener stifles a yawn, resting a hand on the ground to prop him up for a moment.

A female Dwarf says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "I should learn to speak Dwarf sometime."

Nervously, a female Dwarf says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Dato seems to think for a moment before nodding slowly at Sylvesta.

Haydyn raises her hand in a wave towards Stathan, "Son! Come, come. Meet the new Mayor!"

The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost says, "Hrm..seems I need to pick up dwarven...give me just a sec.I know i put that thing somewhere."

Sahar yawns suddenly and mightily.

Sylvesta gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Stifling a giggle, a female Dwarf says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Pressing the open palm of his left hand against the clenched fist of his right, Dato bows respectfully.

Sylvesta quickly devours a honey cake.

Meltas rummages around a pack his eyes focused at searching through the large bag.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Do we believe this is everybody?"

Meltas takes a heavily-etched silver token from a teal blue pack of sturdy leather.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "It looks like Ysi is enroute."

Nodding once, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Wonderful."

The group of Dwarven women go on murmuring about something and giggling to themselves.

Stathan takes a salve of mass and rubs it on his skin.

Lord Protector, Prior Dato Deschaine, Golden Dragon says, "If you will please excuse me, I will shortly be back. My help is needed in a city matter."

Sahar yawns suddenly and mightily.

The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Squire Sahar says, "Ah... Just one moment, please..."

Eyes widening, a female Dwarf says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Sahar blushes and smiles sheepishly.

Sahar leaves to the out.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Mm. When your Herald returns, we'll begin the question period."

Haydyn makes no attempt to mask her disappointment, "My boys never stay still for too terribly long. My sincere apologies, Mayor."

Sylvesta leaves to the out.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein offers you a quick shake of his head, his lips twitching upwards into a grin. "It's fine, Sister, my children are the same way," he understandably states.

Sahar arrives from the out.

Plato enters from the out following Sylvesta.

Sylvesta's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

Sahar gives the world a smart salute.

Tilting his head, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Are there any others in city leadership about, perhaps?"

Meltas attempts to stifle a giggle as he puts his pack back on. "I didn't know I would need to use that so soon. I hate to ask, but...Could I ask you to repeat was you said?" His cheeks going flush as he blushes slightly at his question.

Shaking her head quickly, a female Dwarf says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Releasing a slight sigh as she seems to compose herself, a female Dwarf says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Plato leaves to the out.

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Anybody else coming to the festivities over in Tainhelm?"

Meltas grins slightly his eyes twinkling in the light. "Hrm, is that the only thing?" He says softly.

(Enorian): Stathan says, "We'll be there as soon as we can be?"

There is no one here by that name.

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Was just curious. Had to ask incase anybody just recently arrived."

(Enorian): Demarcus says, "What is in Tainhelm?"

(Enorian): You say, "He wishes to wait for Dato at the very least, before beginning the question and answer time."

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "The Mayor invited the city to come."

Catching Meltas' drift a female Dwarf drops her gaze into a flat stare. "Yes," she clearly states before turning her back with a scoff.

(Enorian): You say, "A new Mayor was appointed and we're celebrating with them."

(Enorian): Demarcus says, "Oh. Fun."

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "I will be back, I will pick up people who arrive at the gates."

Sylvesta leaves to the out.

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "If you come to the city and follow, I'll take you to the Mayor's house."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein watches the interaction between Meltas and the Dwarven females, his lips twitching into an amused grin.

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Since it is a rather longer walk."

His mouth full, a male Dwarf says, "Goodness these sandwiches are delicious. It's a shame our vegetable patch hasn't allowed us to grow more."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein frowns at a male Dwarf.

With a slight exhalation, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "That will be addressed."

Sahar tilts her head and listens intently.

Meltas tilts his head curiously. "I didn't mean anything of that sort." He murmurs to himself. "Thank you for the compliment." He says patting his shield. "I always enjoyed this one." He walks back towards the Mayor his eyes glimmering as he sees him staring at the Idreth. "So, before your position Mayor, what did you do around here? If I might be so bold to ask." His question innocent and relaxed.

Sahar ceases to wield a Delosian bastard sword.

Addressing Mayor Thurgil, Haydyn gives a shake of her head, "I'm afraid that the only leadership that is responsive is Dato. He will return promptly though, so that we can begin your question and answer portion."

With a quick smile, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to you, "Excellent, thank you Sister."

Izlude enters from the out following Sylvesta.

Sahar gives the world a smart salute.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Meltas, "That is an excellent question."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein purses his lips pensively, gazing thoughtfully at some distant point.

Izlude gives the world a smart salute.

Pushing his hands into the pockets of his trousers, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Well, I was a farmer, actually, right here."

Sylvesta tilts her head and listens intently.

The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Ysi doffs an ivory-plumed, cream cavalier hat cordially.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "I missed what the question happened to be."

Squire Sahar says, "What Mayor Redstein was doing before he was elected."

Sahar's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

Comprehension flashes across Sylvesta's face.

You say to Sylvesta, "Meltas just inquired what the Mayor did before be-. Yes. That."

Sylvesta nods her head emphatically.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "Thank you both."

Nodding his head, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Indeed. Who better to lead this fine establishment than somebody that's started from the bottom and has put countless hours in, just like everybody else?"

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Or so I believe."

Sahar nods her head emphatically.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "Somebody who works the lands understands the lands better than somebody who hasn't, in my opinion."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein smiles at Sylvesta.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "Let us hope that knowledge helps Tainhelm flourish under your Mayorship, sir."

The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Sir Ysi Quintus, Knight Lieutenant says, "Hrm, a moment."

The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost says, "Sorry..seems I was speaking Dwarven..Forgive me."

Sylvesta giggles happily.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says to The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost, "Yes, and having me wondering if I had something stuck in my teeth the entire time from the honey cakes, or if you were asking the Mayor questions too."

Sylvesta's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Ysi leaves to the out.

Meltas morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Rushka.

"Heh heh heh," Meltas chuckles.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Meltas, "I do certainly hope by now that the rest of us here would understand your Dwarven by now!"

Ysi arrives from the out.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein clears his throat.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "Sadly, I've yet to begin learning any lessons in such."

Meltas pats Sylvesta in a friendly manner.

The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost smiles and says to Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity, "Some day."

Sylvesta nods her head emphatically.

Ysi inclines his head politely to Mayor Thurgil Redstein.

With a chuckle, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "It's a fine language indeed, miss. I do recommend taking it up someday."

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "I plan to master all languages to better assist the city, should the need ever arise."

A beam of prismatic light suddenly shoots into the room.

Stathan enters from the ether following Dato.

Sylvesta peers about herself suspiciously.

Comprehension flashes across Sylvesta's face.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Sylvesta, "Ah, a linguist perhaps?"

Dato gracefully hops off of a donkey.

Dato slaps a donkey on the rump and sends it cantering off.

Sylvesta nods her head at Mayor Thurgil Redstein.

Dato gives you a peck on the cheek.

Dato gives the world a smart salute.

Stathan gives the world a smart salute.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says to Mayor Thurgil Redstein, "You never know when you might need to speak to somebody and the common language unknown."

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the out.

"That's fantastic," Mayor Thurgil Redstein says with a quick smile. "Should I ever require delegations with somebody down the road that I can't understand I'll certainly know who to call upon."

Haydyn tilts her face towards Stathan, clearly waiting for something.

Sylvesta smiles at Mayor Thurgil Redstein.

Stathan gives you a peck on the cheek.

Clapping his hands together, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Right then, I'd like to open up a general question and answer period. Please be orderly and respectful to each other."

The Bearmage, Meltas Fiadhaich Frost says, "It's nice to see many members of Enorian gather in one place."

Sylvesta nods her head at Meltas, showing her acceptance.

Raising his hand quickly, a male Dwarf says, "Why did you take this job?"

Sylvesta raises a hand patiently.

Satisfied, Haydyn settles between Dato and Stathan, intently listening.

"It’s extraordinarily high pay and numerous benefits," Mayor Thurgil Redstein wryly drawls, his attention set upon the Dwarven man that asked the question.

A brief bit of laughter fills the room from the Dwarves present at the mayor's comment.

Shaking his head with a wry grin, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "More seriously..."

An elderly Dwarven gardener hums under his breath, leaning down to tend a small plant.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "I do believe that this is a job that's got to be done by somebody that's experienced the hardship here. Somebody that's worked their way up, that truly -gets- what his citizens are dealing with, you know?"

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the out.

A male Dwarf offers an appreciative nod, seemingly content with the supplied answer.

Stathan quickly devours a honey cake.

A hint of a smile on his face, Dato leans close to you as he listens intently on the Mayor.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the out.

Sahar nods her head emphatically.

Stathan ponders Mayor Thurgil Redstein's profile, deep in consideration.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein shifts his attention to Sylvesta, his head tilting. "I believe you had the next question, miss?"

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the up.

Rubbing her chin lightly after called upon, Sylvesta smiles at the Mayor and asks, "As you are now the mayor, what are some of your plans to work on and how could, perhaps, some of us assist with said plans?"

(The Lake House): You say, "Okay boys. No more honey cakes for a little bit."
(The Lake House): You say, "There are other people gathered and the Mayor was worried that the food would run out."

Stathan picks up a honey cake.

Stathan quickly devours a honey cake.

Haydyn stealthily reaches up and pinches Stathan's bicep, narrowing her eyes into slits. After a brief glare, her expression dissolves back into a smile as she turns her attention back to the Mayor.

Meltas twists his way to the back of the room. Quietly he passes his hands over the earth and melds the elements of water together, raising a slight wind the tall form of water focuses itself into the shape of a tall chair. As the wind swirls around the water formed seat it freezes solid and looking over his work Meltas takes a quiet seat on his elemental chair and watches the group quietly, obviously satisfied with the member turn out. As the Mayor answers questions he opens a rift in the air and pulls out a cup from the hole, once the cup removed the rift closes back up and he takes a sip, his gaze focused on the raised hands and the answered questions.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the up.

Stathan sucks thoughtfully on his teeth.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein takes a moment to ponder the question, his head nodding in thought. "That's a very good question," he begins thoughtfully. "The list is admittedly enormous," the mayor slowly, almost pensively says.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "Perhaps just a few of your first tasks you with to begin tackling?"

Nodding quickly, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Certainly."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "We've got a few houses that are in states of disrepair - no citizen of mine will live in such horrible conditions. I'd like to, as a community, see to it that those houses are repaired to a standard that rivals my own."

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the west.

Agreeably, a male Dwarf says, "That sounds like a real good idea mayor, I've got a few buddies that have done work on a roof or two in their time."

Sylvesta looks about herself, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "How is Tainhelm on materials? Perhaps we could begin donating to assist if your need arises."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein offers the Dwarf an appreciative smile before nodding once. "Perfect," he concludes. "I'll be in touch with you shortly."

Sylvesta coughs softly.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "I'm sorry, I'm just rambling on now and not letting others ask anything."

Sylvesta sits back quietly now, cheeks reddening slightly.

Stathan raises his hand slowly.

Raising his hand slowly, Dato lets it hang in the air for a few moments before he allows it to drop.

Pursing his lips, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Materials, mm. I'll have to check on our current stockpile. If we are in need, I will certainly gather up some terms to mutually benefit your fine city as well as ours."

A warm smile lifting his lips, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "We will not operate on one-sided agreements. Tainhelm will give just as much, if not more than we receive. It is our way."

Sylvesta nods her head at Mayor Thurgil Redstein.

"Herald," Mayor Thurgil Redstein asks, head tilting as he fixes his gaze upon Dato.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the west.

Stathan drops his hand to his side and leans back slightly, his gaze settling on Dato.

An elderly Dwarven gardener slowly makes his way towards the plates of food once more, seizing yet another cucumber sandwich before returning unobtrusively to his former position.

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the west.

Stathan morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Dato.

Dato glances around the assembled crowd before he addresses the Mayor directly, "Thurgil, I have had several reports from my patrols into your city, but I have yet to ask one of you. Is there a lot of crimes committed against your city?"

Meltas brings the cup to his lips as he listens intently to each and every question. Smiling and nodding at the answers that are presented. Meltas looks over at the table of food and with his free hand he motions for one of the cakes to float up into the air and move towards him. As it gets in reach he grabs hold of the plate and sets the cup in the air, floating about he begins to bite into the cake slowly, focus still on the company in front of him.

Meltas picks up a honey cake.

Ysi looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein's expression shifts to one of visible seriousness, his lips pushing into a thin line. "The Carnifex frequent our streets to terrorize the citizens," the mayor explains grimly. "We've had dozens fall by their blades."

Sylvesta creases her brow in a frown.

Sahar curls her lip into a little scowl, at that.

Stathan grumbles slightly at the mention of the Carnifex.

A fierce expression crossing his face for but a moment, Dato's eyes glaze over as he nods his head slightly. "The Carnifex will be dealt with. Are there any others that terrorize your citizenry?"

Slowly, after a few thoughtful moments, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "None that I can think of, no Herald."

Meltas morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Crowley.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the west.

Raising a brow at the Mayor, Ysi raises his hand as he adds "I've a question.." His voice trailing, as he lets the others add in their say.

Stathan sucks thoughtfully on his teeth.

Dato nods as he eyes the assembled villagers, "Thank you, that is all for now."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein offers Dato a nod before shifting his attention to Stathan. "I believe you were next, sir," he says with another quick nod.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Ysi, "I'll take your question just after this man's."

Dato morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Donick.

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the up.

Ysi nods his head at Mayor Thurgil Redstein.

"I was actually going to ask something along the lines of my brother's quesiton." Stathan remarks with a look to Dato before turning back to the Mayor. "How are the guards armed and trained to deal with the Carnifex and other threats for that matter?"

Dato smiles at Stathan.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the up.

Stathan morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Dato.

"We have a handful of guards that are well-trained," Mayor Thurgil Redstein begins slowly, his hands pushing into the pockets of his trousers. "It is another issue I wish to address - as it stands, we are short on guards to properly defend the city as an entirety."

"So, you're also in need of assistance in a militaristic manner?" Stathan asks cautiously.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein seems only a touch reluctant to answer the question immediately. "We... hmm. Let me evaluate what we can do from within first, yes?" he offers.

Ysi looks about himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Sylvesta looks about herself, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

Offering a faint grin, Stathan states to the Mayor. "You know, My brother and I could assist in training if need be. We are skilled enough in different forms of combat."

Ysi shifts his eyes from side to side suspiciously.

An elderly Dwarven gardener raises his hand slowly, just to lower it as he receives a quick nod of acknowledgement from the mayor.

Ysi picks up 15 plants.
Sir Ysi Quintus, Knight Lieutenant says, "These anyones?"

After a few thoughtful moments, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "We will consider your offer, certainly. Thank you."

Stathan nods his head emphatically.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Ysi, "Your question?"

Clearing his throat with a slight cough, Ysi asks "What are your plans for the future of Tainhelm?" He pauses briefly before adding, "Do you see Tainhelm expanding its borders and becoming larger area than what it curently is?" He ponders his own question silently, as he awaits the Mayors' response.

Sahar sneaks over to the sandwich trays, with all the silence and subtlety of a woman wearing plate armour.

Sahar picks up a cucumber sandwich.

Sahar quickly devours a cucumber sandwich.

"Certainly not," Mayor Thurgil Redstein answers rather confidently. "We are a relatively small population, our borders are currently more than large enough to properly suit our needs."

Dato nods his head in acknowledgement of Stathan's words, "If need be, we can also see if it is possible for your citizenry and guards, to receive training in Enorian." He smiles at the last, "A few of our resident guilds would be more than happy to pass their skills onto your warriors, I'm certain."

Ysi nods his head at Mayor Thurgil Redstein.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Ysi, "If it happens, it will be after we've sufficiently ironed out our current issues and have reached complete stability."

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the out.

With a nod, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Wonderful question though, thank you."

Stathan murmurs something softly to Dato.
Stathan nudges Dato suggestively.

Ysi ponders the situation.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Dato, "And as for your proposal, I will bring it up to vote. Our citizens are a bit... mm. Set in their ways, I suppose. If they are capable of holding off on their own, they certainly will try their best to do so."

Haydyn lifts her hand into the air, awaiting her turn.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the out.

Pointing towards the farmer, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Your question, sir?"

Clearing his throat, an elderly Dwarven gardener says, "What of our fields?"

Stathan morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Dato.

The question brings about a sort of profound silence from the citizens present, their faces transitioning into grim facades.

Stathan tilts his head curious towards the Mayor as he listens in silence.

Sahar tilts her head and listens intently.

Lord Protector, Prior Dato Deschaine, Golden Dragon says to Mayor Thurgil Redstein, "I understand, still we are allies and united we can defeat the Darkness of this realm. Furthermore, in accordance with your appointment to Mayor, we would like to offer you a small gift in arms and armor, such that your warriors may better defend you."

Haydyn lowers her hand and nods, clearly aware in the sudden turn in atmosphere.

As if expecting the question to arise, Mayor Thurgil Redstein allows a slight exhalation of breath to escape his lungs. "This, citizens, is one thing that I will be speaking to the leaders of Enorian about," the mayor more so seems to admit. "Niuri and Her heathens have done damage to our fields that we alone cannot fix. We will require something beyond our means."

Sylvesta nods briefly at Dato's words, a hint of amusement crossing her features.

Dato tilts his head curiously at Mayor Thurgil Redstein.

Passionately, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "As a city that thrives upon our agriculture, it is absolutely imperative that we see to this issue promptly."

An elderly Dwarven gardener nods his head in agreement.

Stathan starts to wield a venantium shovel in his left hand.

A male Dwarf nods his head in agreement.

Meltas raises his hand slowly and as the Mayor speaks his lowers it, grabbing the cup and taking a sip to wash down the cake that he has been slowly munching on for a while now.With a slow nod, an elderly

Dwarven gardener says something you cannot understand in broad, earthy tones.

Stathan raises an eyebrow questioningly.

Confidently, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "I will not give cause to regret the decision made by our fine citizens in electing me, you needn't worry about that."

Lord Protector, Prior Dato Deschaine, Golden Dragon says, "Of course, we will help you repair the damage done to your fields! What is the extent and nature of the damage, and what in your opinion would be the best way to go about fixing it?"

Raising a hand breifly, Ysi adds "I've another question in regard to your response to the first.." He returns to his previous posture, his hands clasped behind his back.

Stathan bops Dato on the head with his shovel before muttering to his brother. "Calm down will ya. He was getting to that."

Sylvesta giggles happily.

Dato offers the Mayor an apologetic glance, rubbing his head slightly.

The corners of Sahar's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the west.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Dato, "Niuri and a group of Bloodlochians saw to it that our fields were cursed by some evil magics of Her creation. For decades nothing grew in our fields, but now recent evidence of small buds budding have been noticed. It gives me hope that it is, certainly, repairable."

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the west.

Meltas morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Asynth.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "I've got an idea or two along the lines of how to potentially fix it, but I'm going to run it by a person or two first. If we manage to conclude that it is the path we'd like to take, you can be assured you will be contacted."

Sylvesta rises from her seat with a sigh, "My apologies, I have been without sleep for awhile. I shall return."

Dato's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the out.

Stathan gives Sylvesta a respectful salute.

Sylvesta leaves to the out.

Stathan leans on his shovel casually watching the Mayor with a bemused expression on his face as his gaze shifts to Dato for half a moment.

Haydyn smiles at the apparent confidence shown by the Mayor, "Rest assured, we're not afraid to get dirty if need be."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to you, "Nor are we, madam."

Sylvesta arrives from the out.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein smiles wryly.

Sylvesta eases herself out of the Scorpion stance.

Sylvesta sits down.

Strange clicking comes from the lips of Sylvesta as she kips up and back into the Scorpion stance.

Dato morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Daingean.

Sylvesta eases herself out of the Scorpion stance.

Sylvesta sits down.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the out.

Waving a hand just somewhat, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "I'm sorry, I've forgotten who was next.”

Stathan shoves his thumb at you. "I believe Mother was."

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the west.

You say, "I was, but my question was answered just now."

"Wonderful," Mayor Thurgil Redstein concludes with a quick nod.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the west.

Lord Protector, Prior Dato Deschaine, Golden Dragon says, "I believe Minister Meltas might have had a question."

Strange clicking comes from the lips of Sylvesta as she kips up and back into the Scorpion stance.
Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the out.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein tilts his head curiously at Meltas.

Stathan morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Dato.

Sir Ysi Quintus, Knight Lieutenant says, "I've a question when you are available to answer it."

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the west.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein nods his head at Ysi.

Eyes glancing about the crowd before falling back to the Mayor, Ysi says "If you could iron out all the details for what you need to become stable, I'm sure we can find time to help get you situated." Rubbing his chin lightly, he asks "Do you have any time frame for how long it will take to finish these goals?" He adds shortly after, "Is there any work that we could do that would be monetarily beneficial to those who help?"

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the west.

Grinning sheepishly at the Mayor, Ysi says, "It's a hard life, and cures aren't getting any cheaper.."

An elderly Dwarven gardener hums under his breath, leaning down to tend a small plant.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein purses his lips thoughtfully, his attention drifting towards the other Dwarves present. "It shouldn't take more than three months or so for our council to reach a conclusion," the mayor says with a nod. "When we've reached a conclusion in regards to which avenue we'd like to pursue, they will be presented."

Raising a hand, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "As for the work in exchange for coin... well, that's something we can discuss later."

Ysi nods his head at Mayor Thurgil Redstein.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "If our fields are sufficiently taken care of, we may indeed be able to offer any passerby a few coins to assist us in tending to the crops."

Sir Ysi Quintus, Knight Lieutenant says to Mayor Thurgil Redstein, "Sounds good."

Stathan Za'lae says, "Have to love a Dwarf with a mind for business."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein smiles wryly at Stathan.

Sahar touches a gold stud earring.

Meltas sits the cup in the air and allows it float as he addresses the mayor and the company. "Thank you." He starts. "As cultural minister within the Beacon, I find it important to have an idea of fun and respectful bemusement with certain things as well as serious more focused events that help bring out the history of cultural events and what have you." Taking breath he continues. "I believe if we are to grow as a community with Tainhelm and Enorian I figure it would be in our mutual interest to partake in events together, celebrate events in Tainhelm and Dwarven culture, my question mainly is, what are some things that one would celeberate here in Tainhelm and what would you like to see be celebrated?" He takes his seat as he finishes his speech and awaits the response.

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the up.

Stathan stares implacably at Meltas.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the up.

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the out.

With a grin to the Mayor, Stathan Za'lae says, "I'd like to celebrate the fact I'm a brewer with the locals after the fields are producing things I can turn into brews for them."

Meltas gives Stathan a despairing look and heaves a sigh before applying his face to his palm.

Stathan grins mischievously at Meltas.

Ysi smirks at Stathan.

Stathan turns his eyes towards the heavens and the look of innocence on his face is almost enough to imply a gentle halo around his head.

"My, what a question," Mayor Thurgil Redstein states a bit more wryly. "Well, were it not for the fact that I knew we'd be addressing serious matters and I wanted my citizens present to be fully sober, there would undoubtedly be ale by the flagon present," the mayor announces with a broad grin. Giving Stathan a quick nod of acknowledgement he emits a slight chuckle. "I do not see why we couldn't see about having an ale brewing contest, actually."

His beard bobbing with each step, a Dwarf leaves to the west.

Raising a finger, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "That is, once we've gotten everything stabilized completely. -Completely-."

Stathan nods his head in agreement.

Dato's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Striding jovially along, a male Dwarf enters from the west.

With a smirk, Stathan Za'lae says, "First the work, then the beer."

Meltas picks up his staff from the ground and lightly taps the base against the ground. You watch as sparks and dots of light flicker accross the floor and jolt at Stathan knocking him to the ground. Meltas offers a small grin and then focuses back on the Mayor as he places his staff on the ground once more.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Stathan, "Another Dwarven life rule!"

Sylvesta gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

You say to Stathan, "As it should be."

"Do we have any other questions, then?" Mayor Thurgil Redstein asks with a tilt of his head, his hands clasping behind his back.

Stathan morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Dato.

"You got any arm wrestlers around here?", Ysi a quick grin flashing upon his usual stern features.

Heaving a sigh, Ysi applies his face to his palm.

Stathan stands up and brushes himself off before looking at the Mayor. "I've got one more question." He remarks with a faint grin.

After a brief pause, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "..Well. We've got many laborers in the fields that likely could put up a fight."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Ysi, "Perhaps."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Stathan, "Go ahead."

Sir Ysi Quintus, Knight Lieutenant says to Mayor Thurgil Redstein, "Excellent!"

Mayor Thurgil Redstein nods his head at Stathan.

"Mayor Thurgil, given the answers supplied here and all of the questions that have been asked." Stathan leads with before asking. "Do you have any questions for us?"

Ysi nods his head at Stathan.

Ysi nods his head and says, "Aye."

Sir Ysi Quintus, Knight Lieutenant says, "What do you require of the Beacon, and it's citizenry."

Stathan shakes his head at Ysi.

Stathan Za'lae says, "I mean questions in general."

Comprehension flashes across Ysi's face.

Stathan turns his head and listens to the Mayor.

Sir Ysi Quintus, Knight Lieutenant says, "My apologies."

"Your presence here is certainly quite a refresher," Mayor Thurgil Redstein admits with a warm smile. "Our last mayor allowed our allegiance to sort of become something acknowledged, but never acted upon."

Pensively, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "As for needs, you can count on us calling upon you within the coming months in regards to our fields."

Stathan nods his head sagely.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "I've got an idea or two floating around in my brain as to how to make this a fair trade, but I will not bring them up until it's quite sure how much help we will be requiring."

Meltas morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Nasad.

With a low bow, Stathan Za'lae says, "I can't speak for my family or city mates, Mayor, but if you need anything at all don't hesitate to ask. I oft times find myself standing around being rather lazy."

Sylvesta nods her head at Stathan.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "He does."

Stathan smirks at Sylvesta.

Softly, you say, "You can say that again.."

Stathan turns his eyes skyward, hoping for divine inspiration.

Sylvesta grins mischievously at you.

His lips lifting into a wry grin, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "It happens to the best of us."

A frown wrinkles Ysi's brow as he articulates a "Hrm...."

Dato grins mischievously at Stathan.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein nods his head once appreciatively. "But thank you," he notes.

Stathan nods his head emphatically.

Stathan Za'lae says, "Of course."

Stathan drops the blade of his shovel on Dato's head again and cough slightly. "Uh...whoops."

Dato morphs before your eyes, taking on the form of Maylaen.

Tilting his head, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "Any last questions?"

Stathan shakes his head.

Eyes narrowing rapidly, Dato fires a warning look at Stathan.

Stathan turns towards Dato and smiles innocently. The expression on his face is so blameless, you can't help but imagine a slight halo behind it.

Stathan ceases to wield a venantium shovel in his left hand.

Stathan puts a venantium shovel into a wyrmskin pack.

Stathan shifts his eyes from side to side suspiciously.

Sylvesta shakes her head.

Offering his hand to shake, Ysi extends his hand to the Mayor. "I wish for the best of your endeavours, and will aid when I can.." He adds after "I must be heading back..I have guild things to work on".

Mayor Thurgil Redstein clasps his hands together, a smile dawning its place upon. "Wonderful," he concludes succinctly. "I appreciate your time, Enorian, thank you for coming." Gesturing towards the sandwiches and cake, "Please, do take the food with you as you leave, I certainly don't need it."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "As for our issue with the fields, you will be hearing from us shortly."

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says to Mayor Thurgil Redstein, "Please have a good day, and may the Gods bless it and your city to come."

Sylvesta turns towards Mayor Thurgil Redstein, places her palms together in front of her chest, and bows respectfully.

Dato smiles at Mayor Thurgil Redstein.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein takes Ysi's hand in a hearty shake before releasing it.

Ysi doffs an ivory-plumed, cream cavalier hat cordially.

Ysi places his fingers to his mouth, pausing for a moment before blowing hard, creating a sharp, carrying whistle.

A sullen war ram trots in, beckoned by its master's call.

Ysi swiftly swings up onto a sullen war ram.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Sylvesta, "Thank you, and you too."

Stathan eyes the food before stating. "I think the towns people would do better with it than I could." With a bow to the Mayor he turns to leave.

Ysi leaves to the out, riding a sullen war ram.

Lord Protector, Prior Dato Deschaine, Golden Dragon says to Mayor Thurgil Redstein, "Thank you for your hospitality, Mayor. When this is over, We will have a party in Enorian."

Stathan Za'lae says to Lord Protector, Prior Dato Deschaine, Golden Dragon, "With beer."

Stathan leaves to the out.

Sylvesta sneaks over and pokes Stathan quickly in the gut, "You could always gain a few more stones of weight before you need to let your clothes out."

Sylvesta snaps her fingers.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to Dato, "That sounds like quite a plan to me, Herald. Thank you."

Haydyn smiles and waits her turn before addressing the Mayor, "I would like to thank you for extending the invitation to come and meet with you and your citizens. It has been most enlightening and I look forward to working closely with Tainhelm in the near future."

Mayor Thurgil Redstein smiles at you.

Sylvesta nods her head at you, showing her acceptance.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein says to you, "That makes two of us, Sister."

An elderly Dwarven gardener stands up to his full height of four feet, stretching his back as he stares up at the sky.

Pressing the open palm of his left hand against the clenched fist of his right, Dato bows respectfully.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein inclines his head politely to those around him.

Dato gives the world a smart salute.

Lord Protector, Prior Dato Deschaine, Golden Dragon says, "Voltda."

A sulfurous portal opens in the ground before Dato and he quickly jumps into it before it snaps shut behind him.

Sylvesta gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Sylvesta picks up a honey cake.

Sylvesta, Seeker of Purity says, "Maybe one more cake for the road."

Sylvesta's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Softly, you say, "Oooh... Me too."

You pick up a honey cake.

Sylvesta giggles happily.

Meltas walks up to the mayor and extends his hand. "Was a pleasure Mayor, been a while since I have seen my members grouped so close together." He says with a smile.

Sylvesta leaves to the out.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein takes Meltas' hand in a firm clasp, a smile lifting his lips. "It certainly is refreshing," the man agreeably states.

Meltas nods in agreement as he shakes the Mayor's hand. "Aye nothing better." His features warm he thanks him once more and says softly. "If you would like to set an event within Enorian feel free to let me know. Alright?"

(Enorian): Dato says, "Burn Bright, Enorian."

(Sentaari): Stathan says, "Go well Brother."

(Enorian): Sylvesta says, "Farewell, Dato."

Nodding his head affirmatively, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "I certainly will do. Thank you."

(Enorian): Ysi says, "Be well, lord Protector."

"Good!" Meltas says with a smile.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein inclines his head politely to those around him.

Meltas inclines his head politely to those around him.

Meltas leaves to the out.

Haydyn tidies up the empty platters of food, brushing crumbs into her hand.

Mayor Thurgil Redstein chuckles long and heartily.

Gesturing towards the servants present, Mayor Thurgil Redstein says, "My servants are being paid to take care of such things Sister, you needn't worry yourself over it."

Haydyn glances up, startled, "Oh. Certainly. Old habits and all that."

She bows low and smiles once more, "Be well, Mayor."

"You too," Mayor Thurgil Redstein says with an amused shake of his head.

Haydyn brushes her hands onto a platter and scurries out the door with haste.