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Celtia
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Why doesn't 'subscribe to this thread' work?

The Deva did not break stride, but he blinked nonetheless at one particular passing comment. His most common expression of surprise.

"-blessed by the gods-"
It reminded him of something he had forgotten, or neglected, to do in the past weeks. He had grown too accustomed to tribal life, he forgot to regard the Gods the proper respect, even by a Primal Shaman. He would remember that for his next meal.

Expressionless still, Serrah made his way slowly through the market district, heading north. He kept on the lookout for some landmark or clue to direct him to the Estate he sought.

[(Streetwise Check if necessary)]


Posted on 2011-08-14 at 12:26:07.

Takley
RDI Fixture
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Why would I

"Owen you crazy bugger, I would never do something like that to people who have come to help."*turns to Dryt and Vrael* "I do hope you excuse my occupation, I only strive to help the people of Goldcrest and its guests, besides, I only take some gold from the guard. Its not like i leave them with nothing*rolls a newly acquired gold coins across his fingers*

The guard checks his belt, hes missing a pouch of gold

"ask me later about why, I've something to do soon*turns to the door and throws a gold coin to Owen and Kilek* "Thanks Owen, absolutely delicious; Kilek, get whatever you'd like." *leaves and closes the door*



Posted on 2011-08-14 at 14:56:15.
Edited on 2011-08-15 at 04:36:16 by Takley

TsAh
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Very well then.

"Come on, the rite requires both of us to drink each other's spittle to show that we share each other's hearths, food and ale." Vrael stated, grinning devilishly at the barkeep.

Dryt had to suppress a smile. Ever sense he had first met this Hobligoblin on the road and they decided to travel together Dryt had known that this man was not one to mess with. Extremely charismatic and clever; you didn't have to be an "naive, overly-trusting, young warrior" to succumb to his stories and fibs. Dryt wondered if there was even such a thing as a Hobgoblin brotherhood rite.

Owen stared down at the drink the Hobgoblin slid back to him, then looked up into his grinning face. "I always get the odd ones" He grumbled before picking up the mug and taking a swig. As he put down the mug it was clear he was trying not to vomit. "Crazy bunch you are. Ta'nil, I hope you don't swindle these poor fools." Owen spit once more onto the floor before walking off farther down the bar to serve another customer.

"Owen you crazy bugger, I would never do something like that to people who have come to help."*turns to Dryt and Vrael* "I do hope you excuse my occupation, I only strive to help the people of Goldcrest and its guests, besides, I only take some gold from the guard. Its not like i leave them with nothing--" Dryt noticed his nimble fingers rolling a coin through his hands "--ask me later about why, I've something to do soon." Ta'nil stood up and headed towards the door. He opened the door turned and said "Thanks Owen, absolutely delicious. Kilek, get whatever you'd like." Then in a great sweeping motion left the room, closing the door behind him.

Dryt stared at the door for a moment longer. He liked Ta'nil, that's for sure, but it hadn't occurred to him that the money given to him by said halfling would be, in fact, stolen merchandise. Dryt pulled out the coin-purse, mulling over what to do with it. For most people he'd have turned the gold in as well as the now unconscious offender. But he liked the halfling very much and from what he had said he was just trying to help the needy. Dryt couldn't keep the gold, that's for sure. It was against his nature to even accept the gold in the first place, and the only reason he did was not to offend Ta'nil by refusing his gift.

Ah well, Dryt decided I'll just give it to the first beggar I see on the streets. In a way I'll not be disrespecting Ta'nil's wishes. Those in need will get their aid. I can and will provide for myself so why not give the gold to someone who can't. Dryt stared at the door a little longer; maybe he was overthinking this and he should just accept the gold and move on. Or maybe he was just upholding his values. Either way he still respected the halfling; he meant good, even if his method wasn't exactly that.

Dryt looked down at his nearly finished, now-cold meal. He wasn't hungry anymore, so now it was time to get to business.

"I believe Ta'nil called you Kilek?" Dryt asked the halfling that was left behind. "Perhaps you could help me and my friend here. Where might we find Lord Banum and when would he be able to see us?"


Posted on 2011-08-15 at 04:59:04.

Takley
RDI Fixture
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wondering

"Haha, I wonder if he wants to know what I truly am, I'm sure they'll ask; they at least deserve the truth, not the lie I live everyday to prevent people knowing I'm like them. I just try to survive like them as well.Not even Kilek knows who or what I truly am. At least he'll find out."*finds the nearest darkest corner in his secluded part of the old section of the city, sits down, covers his face and sobs quietly, remembering the last words his father spoke to him*

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"Don't make the same mistake I did."*dies in the 16 year old Ta'nils arms and Ta'nil begins to wail. After 2 hours he runs to the old abandoned part of the city and hides. *
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*The events of the last few years flood forward and he cries out* "WWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYY???????????????"

*He gathers himself hours later and walks toward Lord Banums estate calmly and enters as the others stare at him for being late*


Posted on 2011-08-15 at 06:00:49.
Edited on 2011-08-16 at 05:43:49 by Takley

SlenderNinja
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Sorry about the lateness

Kilek looked up at the Dragonborn. "Lord Banum's estate is just in the northern part of town, just past the Market District. Follow Me!!" Kilek turned and ran to the door an d held it open.


Posted on 2011-08-22 at 06:48:40.

   
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