So after a deep breathe once entering an unknown part of the world to this little Taru, he opened his eyes outside of San'doria.. Glimpsing at a scenary he doesn't interact with often. He's been outside the walls of course, just not alone. This time.. alone and brave, his journey begins.
He skips along, proud of himself that he's finally tooken matters into his own hands. Only to come across the first of his many many encounter's along the journey. "Is this a..beastmen?" He asks himself. A large foogly lookin' thing he notices in the distance. He ducks behind a tree to get a closer look, hoping the monster won't notice him. As soon as he gets close enough, an exclamation points in his mind.. He remembers seeing this type of beast in books. an Orc?! WOW. Being the curious, yet stupid and un-experienced taru that he his. He WANTS to get closer.. and closer, almost ontop of him. ..Which he does. standing but 10 feet from the beast, the smell reaking from this distance, he says, "That ugly-wugly thing is nasty!" ..yet again, un-experienced as he is, he steps on a twig, alerting the orcish mob to his presence. Jiruu replies, "......oh sh*t." and runs for cover to the nearest outpost that the guard told him about before he left. Of course, his leg-span is very short, so the orc is gaining faster and faster. Just as the orc is about to catch up, a tall and skinny fellow appear's out of no where, like vanishing fromt he shadows, and..begins attacking the orc?! Jiruu pauses.. slowly walking closer and closer as the two are now in heat of battle. The orc's takin' a few blows, but the tall fellow, now appearing to be an elvaan has also takin' a blow. Jiruu, after whipping out his dagger, jumps into help the elvaan, not even worrying about what's going to happen. After delivering the final blow with his trusty bow, Jiruu salutes the elvaan and before confronting each other or introducing themselves, they walk over to the near outpost and heal up before any wounds become noticeable.
Jiruu salutes the young elvaan, and introduces himself. "Thankie-wankie sir. I'm Jiruu. I woulda-coulda died if you hadnt saved me!" The elvaan stands, "It's nothing. I'm out scouting in hopes to join the San'dorian army my father retired from, to one day follow in his foot-steps." (Jiruu) "..word. What's your namee-wamee?" (Elvaan) "Jovant. Nice to meet you." (Jiruu) "Coolees. I'm adventure-wenturing. Rumors around sandy-wandy about an evil are gaining!" (Jovant) "Ah.. Hm..(maybe this would get me to join the army quicker!) I've heard about that.. may I join you? We could have (fun) and (excitement) and in case of more of those beastmen, we'd make a team. (Jiruu) "Suuuure. Let's roll!"
And after a few minutes of gathering themselves.. they make way through the Ronfaure area, passing by a few of the setup outposts and region controlled towers along the way to an area marked on their map as the entrance to "La'theine Plateau." Before they enter the realm though, an outpost guard is waiting by the outskirts of Ronfaure, setup with a small amount of supplies and camping issued gear for him to keep guard on. He stops Jiruu and Jovant, asking them for identification, asking where they're going and what their plans are to be. After everything is checked out, a word of caution and a wave good-bye is followed..
Jiruu and Jovant now enter the un-controlled region of.. La'theine plateau.
"No more looking back," Jovant says. "..Sweet," Jiruu replies. Their journey has to this moment been with brief delay, a small amount of worry and a few passings with outposts to refresh themselves without caution. Now.. as they've both read in books and heard from experienced adventurers and guards, this isn't kansas anymore toto. It's the real thing.. They've entered a world beyond a nation's control, what lies ahead can't be expected.......
To Be Continued..