(This is an RPG for a quest to recover the lost Riders' swords)
Cain looks to all of you, Wyrda at his hip and a white robe on his shoulders. He paces back and forth in a fevered manner and speaks with conviction.
'"Fellow Riders, Majestic Dragons, and Ancient Eldunari, lend me your ears! I am Cain of Narda, son of Roke and one of the newer members of the Shur'turgal. My dragon is Nisroc the White, son of Kastigir the Bronze, he of the one eye. I grew up listening to the stories of the Riders of Old, and yearned to be one of you. I travelled to Illirea, where Nisroc hatched for me, and I was accepted into your Order. I trained under several of you to the greatest of my abilities, hoping to earn your respect. Throughout my training, my love of…Read more >
I give my greetings to all who read this. I am known as Guywithafedora, the Voice of Reason, The Wiki Wanderer, The Jazz Man, and Master of Words. I came here after departing from my beloved Camp Half-Blood Wiki, and quite a few things are different here. First, I was wandering if someone would be kind enough to be Cain and Nisroc's "mentors", and if there are any particular schemes or conflicts I should know about.
May the Stars Watch over you
Guywithafedora, The Voice of Reason in Any Argument 22:43, February 22, 2012 (UTC)Read more >