by Dragoran Shengaad » Sat Apr 15, 2006 7:26 am
Dragoran moves near the fire, has a quick scan of the surrounding camp site and speaks.
"My brethren, I would ask you all to gather around. There are some things I must reveal to you."
Waiting till all the band has gathered round, Dragoran takes a deep steadying breath, stands erect, staff in hand and with a sweeping look around the group he begins.
"My name as you know, is Dragoran Sheengaad, I was born in Sherwyn, Orbaal on Peonu 18, 703. My Sunsign is Aralius. And I am a Savoryan Shenava. A Shek Pvar."
Forging on quickly knowing he will soon be battling many loud voices when the reality sets in.
"I have kept this a secret, as I know my own kind's reaction to my profession, but I tell you I am no different from you. I too want to see this threat removed from our lands and if reports are true, you will need me in defeating Arren. I have tried, somewhat unsuccessfully I have been told, to hide my abilities, again this was only done so as to not alram you, never once have I betrayed you, nor do I intend to. If it is a group consensus that I leave this warband, then so be it, I will go with no ill will towards any of you, but if I am to stay, then it is in the knowledge that i am Shek Pvar, I am Orbaalese, one of you and I am your companion."
Dragoran stands by awaiting the judgement of his peers.