Natalie
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Post by Natalie on Aug 29, 2008 16:02:25 GMT -6
"Well, I was born in small city east of the capital of Bern. My mother and I lived comfortably. My father was killed when I was really young." At this, the red-headed thief stared into the fire with a wistful look. She shook her head, as if to clear thoughts of what could have been from her mind.
"Anyways, one day I found out my dad was a thief. So I decided to follow in his footsteps." She finished off her bottle and grinned at Crowley. "And I've been traveling and stealing ever since, up until we met in the jail."
Natalie gestured at the empty bottle and asked, "Got another?"
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Crowley
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Post by Crowley on Aug 30, 2008 2:00:16 GMT -6
Crowley grinned at her and got another one out.
"Atta girl. You've got a bright future ahead if you keep impressing me like that." He started laughing and only stopped when he brought the bottle to his lips. He stared a bit into the fire and then all of the sudden asked:
"Ever killed someone? An innocent, even?" He was wondering. It seemed absurd, but you never know.
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Elina
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Post by Elina on Aug 30, 2008 13:35:35 GMT -6
Elina smiled as Wylie told her about his town. It seemed that their childhood's had been somewhat alike, though Ertruria's weather was probably better.
"That would be nice, if I know my parents, they're worried sick right now. Were you close with your family?" She asked as she noticed he got closer to the fire.
She hadn't really noticed the cold, growing up in Ilia probably got her used to it but she felt like bieng close to someone. It had been days where it was just her and Nynaeve and she welcomed the chance to talk to other people so she shuffled closer to the fire and Wylie.
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Wylie
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Post by Wylie on Aug 31, 2008 21:53:50 GMT -6
"Yeah fairly close. What I loved the most was that we genuinely enjoyed eachothers' company," Wylie said with a smile at the memory. He saw Elina had shuffled a bit closer and this also made him smile. He was grateful for her company. After this he fell into a comfortable silence staring into the warming fire, making him very sleepy.
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Natalie
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Post by Natalie on Sept 1, 2008 5:29:52 GMT -6
Hearing Crowley's question, the thief snorted and said, "You mean other than that guy back at town? Maybe one or two here and there. But only when it's needed." She shrugged and sobered a little. "An innocent though? Never killed one. Don't plan to."
Natalie's face then took on a grim look. "Then again, who could stay innocent for very long in this world of ours?" She stared into the fire a moment before shaking her head and saying, "Sorry, got all gloom and doom on you there."
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Crowley
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Post by Crowley on Sept 1, 2008 12:46:31 GMT -6
"It's allright." Crowley stared into the fire for a bit, drank half a bottle and gave the rest to Natalie. Since she was feeling all gloom and doom and that, she could use it.
"I've done... things, in my life, that even as a mercenary, you shouldn't do. I'm not exactly the type of persons that's in a position to say what's good or bad, because frankly, I don't give a damn. Everybody does what he has to do. It's just that... I crossed the line sometimes. And I'm not talking about drunken brawls, drinking or womanising, oh no, far worse than that."
He too felt the pressure of the world on his shoulders all of the sudden and his past seemed to flash by in an instant. He sighed but then laughed.
"Well, I guess it's for the better. Because now I'm making up for all that, I'm going to be a HERO." He grinned at her and took another bottle out.
"But that takes courage. Luckily I've got liquid courage riiiight here." He laughed and toasted. He was his old, happy self again.
"Let me tell you a story about me and Wylie. You'll love it....."
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Wylie
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Post by Wylie on Sept 4, 2008 1:01:49 GMT -6
"The legend continues," said Wylie, smiling. It had been a while since Crow had been able to talk them up, and this was probably one of the only safe places to do it now. "I think I'll need a drink for this," he said, pulling a drink from his own bag. Probably not nearly as strong as anything Crow carried with him, but still good.
"Where do our two young heroes quest to this time, Magnificent?" Wylie asked with a laugh.
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Crowley
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Post by Crowley on Sept 4, 2008 2:37:32 GMT -6
"Well, mighty Wrestler, let me tell you the story of how an entire village rebelled against the Strong Crowley and the Witty Wylie. And that after they fought off an entire legion of mercenaries, vile men, filled with hatred and bloodlust, greedier than a banker. These... creatures, if I may say so, were the scourge of the earth... And then, we..."
Crowley told his tale and eventually came to a point in the story that should be very recognisable for Natalie and Tobias, they were there after all.
"Escaping from the dungeon, were we kept prisoner by 50, no; 100! guards, all very active and alert, we thanked Natalie, the Thief for her help and escaped. We prevailed once again. Oh yeah, you had some guy named Tobias too, but he didn't do anything..."
He grinned and drank his third bottle since he started the tale. Crowley hoped that the Tale made clear that he all bark, no bite sometimes, but he hoped that they did see the truth in it. They had gone through some tough moments. And even though the stories are exagerated, they were Mighty and Magnificent, in their way.
"The end. Well, hopefully not." He laughed and bowed for the group. He then smiled. Was this the fire or the booze that was warming him from the inside? Or was it that new feeling, that he knew since he met all these travellers, and especially Wylie? Friendship. That must be it.
For the first time in a long time, Crowley's conscience was clean.
He was happy.
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Natalie
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Post by Natalie on Sept 4, 2008 9:42:44 GMT -6
Natalie clapped as Crowley ended his tale. Normally she wouldn't be so impressed with such an overly exagerated story, but she was slightly drunk. Because of this, the end of the tale finds her being kind of...clingy with Wylie. "Well, you better get ready to add more adventures to your tale involving the beautiful duo Natalie and Elina!" she slurred out before leaning her head against Wylie's shoulder and drifting off into an alcohol induced slumber.
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Tobias
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Post by Tobias on Sept 4, 2008 12:59:39 GMT -6
And now Crowley told his story, which was remarkably inaccurate and inconsistent, and seemed way too loud for people with bounties on their heads. Of course, he was drunk. And now that they were all drunk it was likely that they would go to sleep soon, so Tobias did too, sticking his sword into the tree trunk where he could get it quickly before lying down and instantly falling into a light sleep.
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Elina
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Post by Elina on Sept 4, 2008 18:03:44 GMT -6
Elina laughed as Crowley told his tale of his adventures, and laughed even harder when Natalie called them the beautiful duo. She was really starting to like this traveling thing. As it seemed that everything was calming down, Elina wandered toward the fire.
"Should I put this out before we sleep?" She asked, with a slight thought that their enemies might see it. She tried to push the thought out of her head, with all the fun they were having.
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Crowley
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Post by Crowley on Sept 5, 2008 5:28:28 GMT -6
Crowley stumbled to his sleeping bag, mumbled something to Elina, which sounded like:
"Keep it going, but keep it low."
And then, he too fell asleep.
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Wylie
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Post by Wylie on Sept 5, 2008 11:07:44 GMT -6
Wylie thoroughly enjoyed the story and found himself smiling when Natalie put her head against his shoulder. He was a bit more relaxed and less nervous about it with the alcohol in his system, so he skilfully reached up and grabbed his bedroll, laying it behind him without disturbing her too much. He then slowly lay back into it with her and fell asleep with his arm around her.
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Crowley
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Post by Crowley on Sept 8, 2008 4:45:08 GMT -6
(OoC: I'm going to lead this party then.)
And all of the sudden it was morning. Crowley squinted his eyes and tried not feel the pain in his muscles. How he longed for a good, warm bed with a good, warm woman. It would do wonders. Eventually he got up only to notice Wylie and Natalie cuddling in their sleep. How romantic. Perhaps Wylie was the lucky guy after all.
He quickly woke up Elina by kicking her lightly, shouted in Tobias' direction and then watched at Natalie and Wylie. They would have to wake up some day. Today, they were going to Delfia.
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Tobias
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Post by Tobias on Sept 8, 2008 14:43:55 GMT -6
Tobias woke up easily and was immediately fully attentive. A quick glance confirmed that nothing interesting had happened, other than Wylie and Natalie sleeping together. Maybe all that seduction wasn't an act. That made it a whole lot less impressive.
And despite being awake, he didn't make an effort to get any closer to the others. He stayed sitting where he was and ate some of the dried food he had with him, just watching to see if somebody was going to do something entertaining.
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