A cloaked elf at the boatman

500 holy cow. Your old. She smiles Well let's see...do ya have family? Where did ya grow up at?

hrmm.. mutters a bit. Lets start at t' beginning.. I was born in a smaller town near t' High Forest.. My parents was a perfect match there.. father being a smith n' mother being n' enchanter.. grumbles a bit. They did make some of t' finest weapons n' armors in t' area n' wanted me t' pick up both trades. grumbles. I on t' other hand.. had other plans with me life.. n' didn't have much interest in eihter trades. Looks out over the theater. I belonged outside.. I rather quickly felt t' calling of t' wilds.. mutters in short.. after a while my parents took on an aprentice.. n' how I see it this day.. it was 'cause I never took any interest in t' making of weapons n' armors.. that I got kicked out. grumbles.. so t' speak 120 years old I was shown t' door.. with nothing much than t' clothes I was wearing n' a small amount of gold.. never really looked back since.. trails off with a grumble

Well..that's interesting. So what happened between the time you left and the time I met you?
She would sip her tea

He looks at her, then offers a sad smile. Many things.. good things n' things that turned bad. sighs and then nods mostly to himself. Well.. After I left my home.. I wandered t' wilds roun'd t' High Forest, taking one odd job after another.. mostly tracking n' guiding people on their way. sips his wine. I did this a couple of years.. not really knowing what else t' do.. small warm smile but then it happened.. one day as I sat near a small pond.. fishing.. I saw her.. a woman in green on the other side of 't pond.. t' most beautiful woman I at that time had layed eyes upon. smiles and a small tear is visible in the corner of his eye.. then he grumbles.. I'm sure t' sun that played in her hair n' t' dew still clinging t' her body was much t' blame grumbles again.. But anyroad.. I was taken in by her beauty.. N' somehow we seemed t' connect when she met my eyes.. I had two at that time Chuckles a bit A cat n' mouse like courting played its turn in 't years that followed.. n' eventually.. we wed.. her father.. a grand ranger took me in n' taught me great many things bout' t' forest.. n' many other things. A warm but sad smile forms on his lips as he sips his wine A few years passed like this.. I learned great many a thing n' was greatly in love with the daughter.. n' as such things turn out.. our own daughter saw t' light of day.. a wonderful half-elven daughter with jet black hair n' green eyes. his eyes then saddens and he becomes quiet.

She would look at him with a smile then she sees the tear.
You seem so sad about that. Being in love shouldn't be sad it should be celebrated. Especially with a child. I don't know the feeling of being a mother. One day perhaps.
She would stare into her tea cup and look at the leaves.

He clears his throat then sighs.. Was the happiest days of my life.. N' we celebrated.. N' I got 11 good years with my daughter.. then he trails off again.

Her smile would fade. Only eleven years? What happened? If you don't mind me asking.

Takes a rather larger gulp of his wine, and begins to make his pipe ready. Everything was great in our little settlement, we more or less provided ourselves with whatever we needed. A happy time n' place lights his pipe with a troubled expression on his face. then he grumbles. But this all came to an end... n' t' fault was on my hands.. A long pause. I still took the odd job of tracking for coin or other valuables, n' it happened one day a group wanted me t' track a band of orcs. mutters. this band of orcs had been plundering n' killing for some time now.. how could I say no.. closes his eye and shakes his head. though I should have. his normal steady hand shakes a bit as he lifts his glass. I found t' orcs.. n' their cave... n' then I agreed on helping this group.. this party of.. grumbles. half-peasants n' numb-skulls. Never should have done that.. would have given me more time with my family Looks towards the barmaid and mumbles something about something stronger.

She would sit and listen. The barmaid Melody would give him a whisky.
Orcs....never a good sign.

Looks at her as he swallows his whiskey, his face shows mostly sorrow. It was a massacre.. an ambush.. they'd seen us coming, or heard. shakes his head. I only made it out alive, cause I slipped n' got knocked out during t' fighting. I was wounded badly n' they must have taken me for dead.
pauses for a moment and grumbles.
I woke up in t' middle of t' night, n' managed t' crawl away from t' cave. shudders. Making a quick bandage of what I could rip of my shirt, I started t' limb my way back towards my own settlement. Covering my own tracks as good as I was able t' raises his hand as to order another whiskey. as I crawled into t' clearing of our settlement, I remember hearing a twig snatch, n' as I turned my head, i see some sort of club in direction of my head.. n' then all went black on me. sips his whiskey as he takes to his head, like he remebers where he got hit.

Her eyes would go wide. Oh Amar I'm so sorry. I...I just don't know what to say.

Looks at her with a sad look in his eye. I don't expect ya t' say anything.. nothing much t' be said anyroad bout' t' matter.. I killed my family that night. Mutters a bit. N' anyone I cared bout'.. Sighs. N' they made sure I saw everything of it.. T' burning.. T' rape of my wife.. N' then they took my eye... sighs deeply as he stares down on the table.

I lead them there.. like leadin t' wolf t' t' sheeps... They followed my tracks my... my tracks.. they didn't spare anyone. slams down another whisky.

T' last moments always seem t' be t' ones haunting ya.. don't they? sad smile with a shrug. always t' moments that stands clear as day.

T' wonderful times are more or less just blurred memories now.. but that day... it is so clear... clears his throat. but.. its in t' past.. n' many years have passed. mutters a bit.. over 300. Then shakes his head a bit with a grumble. As I said.. its in t' past.

N' I got my revenge.. Not that I'm proud of it grumbles.. but its done.mutters as he seems to loosen up a bit, and the sadness fades away. But.. looks at her. maybe its time t' get some rest. I'll go n' grab my gear at t' inn n' find a place t' camp empties his glass with a small nod.

She would nod a few times You get some rest.  I'll speak with you soon

As morning comes, Amar would once again take place at the bench outside the inn in the refugee camp, simply watching the day go by. now and then he would fiddle a bit with some of the gear he is carrying, but most of the time would simply go with a smoke on his pipe, and the reading of some papers.

By morning he would probably hear that Mara has been moved to the Temple in Myth Drannor proper. Odd behavior coming from her.

Hearing of Mara, He would knock out his pipe with mutter and a grumble, slide on his hood, so his face was hiding, and haste towards the temple. (switching to the thread "Priestess in dire straights" )

(And back again) After Mara once again is up and about, Amar sits on the bench, watching the day go by. a long item wrapped in cloth beside, Amar looking at it with a grumble from time to time, and then he takes it in his lap. only to put it down beside him again after a few moments. Smoking on his pipe and drinking a glass of wine now and then.

This rutine loops during the day, unless someone interferes.

Mara would see him and come sit by him after she visits the orphanage. What's with the bound package? She would smile to him looking a bit more refreshed. Thank you for being there my friend. I don't know what I would do with out people such as you and Cruven.

Looks at her and nods with a low grumble. what friends do, don't ya agree.. grumbles a bit again as he looks at the package. This.. well.. remember I told ya I never looked back when I left my familyhome?.. This.. is a sword.. My father forged.. as to say he was sorry.. Got it before I left.. Opened it once.. havent been using it.. Grumbles-Mutters

She nods a bit I understand. Ever since the nightmare I have been keeping mine quite sharp just in case. . She has a bit of a worried look to her face. I worry for those around me. I worry that its not over and this is just the beginning. I hope I'm wrong.