"A prophet is a person who has visions of the future. They generally tend to be old men who know a lot, but there are some women prophets as well. The Prophet I speak of once was a strong man, but something happened to him, so that he dropped his sword and take up the staff. I saved him from a pair of Frost giants once, and in thanks he told me what my dream meant." Goldir sighs again. "I liked the idea that my destiny was to travel. After seeing me fend off the giants, he called me 'Tuulenkieli', and said that I must travel to Diari, to meet this Stargazer. The Prophet said he would have answers for me. I've been travelling for months to get here, and waited for a week before you passed, so I've been gone for about 9 moons. At least I'll get my answers soon..."

Updated 8 November 2014 (16:19)

Arteschka whispers to Nelja: "He doesn't lie about what a prophet does. Although among my people it is very rare that the prophet is male. Maybe once or twice in a hundred springs." In a louder voice she asks Goldir: "Which one?"

Updated 24 November 2016 (14:07)

"This one goes by the name of 'The Prophet', calming that his real name was lost long ago. He travels the north of this land aiding village and towns along the way when he can with his visions of the future." Goldir says, to Arteschka.

"No, not the prophet! I meant the moon."

"Oh, I meant Salimaar"

"You mean there are people that can tell the future? He saw we found Stargaze?" Nelja has hopped in the middle of the company. "I am Nelja, it sounds like butterflies in a stomach." says and gives him a smile. "We only took water and food for us if you want to travel with us you need to shop some stuff." "It's alright we can trust him he knows a prophet! " says to Arteschka and waits for her reply.

Arteschka snorts. "Pff! Knowing the future is not that difficult. Proving that it is true or make it happen. That is hard. Why do you think I beached or keep following you? After all, one only has to ask the spirits of the air, or better yet, bring yourself .... into .... a state .... of ...." Suddenly she stops her belitteling rant and looks to Nelja in a way, very different to everything Nelja has seen from her until now. If she would compare Arteschkas look with a human expression, the closest would be awe or being caught. A little while later Arteschka seems to have finished with whatever has interrupted her and she continues: "Actually, we have less than what we need. So if you want to come with us you'd have to hurry in getting supplies, because we head on."

Updated 24 November 2016 (14:09)

Goldir smiles at Arteschka's question about supplies, saying 'I have my own supplies, and I am a capable hunter, in accordance with the traditions of my people. I shall endeavour to aid your provisioning on our quest. We can carry on together!'

Posted by WerwolfSuddenly she stops her belitteling rant and looks to Nelja in a way, very different to everything Nelja has seen from her until now. If she would compare Arteschkas look with a human expression, the closest would be awe or being caught.

Nelja staightens her dress a bit and smiles at her. "What? Do i have something on my face?"

Posted by Berek_IronfistGoldir smiles at Arteschka's question about supplies, saying 'I have my own supplies, and I am a capable hunter, in accordance with the traditions of my people. I shall endeavour to aid your provisioning on our quest. We can carry on together!'

"Oh nice, then we should hurry, I don't know how much time I have left." says smilling at him.

"OK! WHICH WAY TO DIRAI LEVANTE?!" says and with a quick jump she sits on his back.

Goldir laughs softly, "I'm not sure your horse knows the way, even if he could tell you. However," Goldir scratches Levante behind the ears, " I think that this road takes us most of the way, so let us continue!"

Posted by IoannaNelja staightens her dress a bit and smiles at her. "What? Do i have something on my face?"

"Hm, what? No, no you don't. I just thought of something ..."

Posted by Berek_IronfistGoldir laughs softly, "I'm not sure your horse knows the way, even if he could tell you. However," Goldir scratches Levante behind the ears, " I think that this road takes us most of the way, so let us continue!"

Facing Goldir Arteschka says: "Hmmm, then let's see how capable you are by finding us a place where we can rest when the sun starts to set." she nods towards Brownhoof, takes the reins and resumes the jog.

Over her shoulder she adds: "Please make sure it can't be seen directly from the road or is inside a building."

Updated 22 November 2014 (15:27)

Posted by WerwolfFacing Goldir Arteschka says: "Hmmm, then let's see how capable you are by finding us a place where we can rest when the sun starts to set." she nods towards Brownhoof, takes the reins and resumes the jog.Over her shoulder she adds: "Please make sure it can't be seen directly from the road or is inside a building."

Goldir bows to Arteschka, saying "I would be my pleasure, milady." He dashes off onwards on the road, to search for a safe place for the group to rest.

Arteschka looks at him for a while, then picks a whitish mass which is probably cobweb from her hair and rolls it between two fingers of her otherwise empty hand. "Huh! He actually does it. I'd like to know, if he would also ..." After her typical mind-did-trail-off-pause she says towards Nelja: "Why does he think I help in a mill?"

Running off down the road, Goldir searches around for a safe place to rest. He mulls over the rest of the vision in his mind as he runs, but thinks it best not to dwell on such thoughts. He espies a ruined tower, not too far from where he left the others, and goes to explore it further.

To someone less attuned to nature the tower would look like nothing more than a rocky column covered in bush, but Goldir manages to discern the vague shape of a square tower underneath the mass of vines that envelop it. Only three stories of the tower remain, the rest nothing more than overgrown rocks littered all over the slope. The base is some 20 meters to a side and looks solid. Small, colourful birds flutter calmly to and from their nests amid the dark green vines. A doorway faces the road, and between the striped vine leaves draped over it Goldir can just discern a fairly dry space held up by sturdy columns. A few holes in the vaulted ceiling let enough daylight in to sustain soft, fragrant moss along one wall.

Having scouted out a safe area for the group to rest in, he climbs down the tower to just under the tree line. He begins to leap between the branches, making his way back to the others. He smiles as he moves, with the adrenalin rush from climbing a ruined tower still fresh in his veins.

"Look at him! Wow he is fast.." Nelja says to Arteschka. See seems that she overpassed some difficulties with Levante, now she stands straight on his back but still Levante seems very interested on her dress. From time to time he gets the opportunity to nimble on her sleeves.

When Goldir approaches the gals and Levante, Arteschka asks him without slowing her jogging pace: "That was fast. Did you find something? Either to eat or to rest?"

Landing on the ground next to the girls and turning to move at the same pace as they were, he states 'I found a ruined tower, not far from here. Tis' well hidden, so it fits our requirements.We should be fine there, for the night.' He adds, with a smile, 'It is also rather easy to climb'.

"Climb? You did notice that we have two horses with us? Nevermind, we'll see how we can secure them." Arteschka squints along the road, looks at Goldir and says: "You mean this?" pointing at the overgrown rock formation. "Hmm, it looks rather inviting... Any signs of inhabitants?"