Rajack Nesh'K'Tel
Profession: Ta'Vaalor Scout
You stand at the base of a lone tall oak standing right near Amaranth Gate.
The tree is fully grown and lush with foliage. Wind whistles through the
leaves creating a rustling sound.
You hear the voice of Rajack say, Hello there traveler...
You glance around at your surroundings.
You hear someone laugh derisively at you.
You hear the voice of Rajack say, "Indeed, I speak to you...you look to
have traveled from afar to come to my city. Respect this place, you are
new and are welcomed here by few. But seeing as you intend to explore my
home, and I being the first Vaalorian you've come upon, I will enlighten you to
what it means to grow up in the Elven Kingdom."
You hear the voice of Rajack say, "so sit down. Here is a cup of corn
chowder and some rolton wings for you to enjoy while you listen to my story."
You see some rolton wings and a cup of corn chowder fall from the sky.
You hear the voice of Rajack say, "I am Rajack, which is enough for you to
address me as while you are here. I am a scout for Ta'Vaalor, and a Shadow
Walker. From birth I was a scout and was trained for reconnaissance and
stealth missions. I keep cover always, you will hardly ever see me in
plain view, and I will never allow you to know where I am unless I feel like
being social with people, which is a rare occasion."
You hear a small rustling sound in the trees, as a few birds fly out through the
leaves.
You hear the voice of Rajack say, "As you may already know, Ta'Vaalor is
home to House Vaalor, which is built around our military strength. Our
home is a fortress, virtually impenetrable by any means and defended by the
fiercest soldiers one could ever go into battle against. Not only do we
have the Sabrar, our elite warriors, but we have a militia and a small recon
faction called the Shadow Walkers."
You hear the voice of Rajack say, "I have been born from a middle-class
elven family, of which, it was my father who taught me about House Vaalor's
history and encouraged me to become who I am. He taught me of relatives
who were annihilated at Maelshyve defending our Kingdom, and the hardships my
ancestors endured during those times. It was my father who knew that we
must train harder, always be prepared if we were to supply the best warriors in
Elanthia."
You hear the voice of Rajack say, "Through my youth, I have trained in
hand-to-hand combat tactics with dwarven harbingers and Giantman clansmen; I've
spent months perfecting the art of stealth with the best halfling rogues, and
dedicated endless hours with my sylvan brethren conducting great feats with the
bow. My purpose is that of only one thing, dedicate my life to the
progression of the elven Kingdom, particularly House Vaalor."
You hear a wisp of wind through the air.
You feel something tap you on the shoulder.
Rajack masterfully steps out from a shadow behind you.
Rajack says, "So, if you are here to create problems for us, you'll need to
do it without me seeing you."
Rajack cackles.
You Look.
[Ta'Vaalor, Lone Tree]
You stand at the base of a lone tall oak standing right near Amaranth Gate.
The tree is fully grown and lush with foliage. Wind whistles through the
leaves creating a rustling sound. You also see a bone-tipped arrow.
You hear someone laughing.
