Aleth
Hero
Everything you can do I can do one handed!
Posts: 247
Profession: NEET
Affinity: Ice
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Post by Aleth on Nov 10, 2009 19:08:39 GMT -6
Aleth was caught off by surprise to say the least. She wasn't expecting any hospitality, but the bear of a man simply seemed more than willing. Perhaps it was the headache she developed from thrashing at the door, but this household seem quite strange. Shaking her head, she managed to get some sort of grip onto reality. The storm was bad, she'll have to stay unless she wanted to end up getting some sort of illness.
"Umm, my name is Aleth? Well err, here is a delivery of payment for one of you, I'm not completely sure who as they only give me the address," she responded, trying to figure what the other questions were.
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Lyar
The "Before" years
[M:0]
Incapacitate? I thought you said DEcapitate!
Posts: 155
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Post by Lyar on Nov 11, 2009 15:31:06 GMT -6
" Well I am Lyar, I work for the Marquess! So does my teeny weeny little brother, Mavick! He's some sort of tactician or something like that! I usually just go onto other people boats, kill them, and take their stuff for Ostia!" He beamed happily, completely oblivious to the wrongness of his profession," Oh, and I'm also great at parties!" With this he barreled on into the kitchen, where the large pot of stew lay awaiting, as he lifted the lid off, the heavenly aroma wafting into the surrounding area. Quickly he began to use the ladel to shovel it out into two bowls, and handed Aleth the larger of the two, and the small one to Mavick. He then retreated back to the kitchen, and soon arrived carrying the rest of the pot, a hefty amount, for himself, then set it down on the table, where the silverware was already set out," Come on then, let's eat! I'm sure you are hungry, right? I usually am after playing outside in the rain!"
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Mavick
Seer
Little Strategist
"The Darkness... It consumes me."
Posts: 208
Etruria Fame: -2
Sacae Fame: 1
Affinity: Dark
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Post by Mavick on Nov 16, 2009 9:22:22 GMT -6
"Lyar, there are not words in existance to use to explain the pain your existance brings me." the diminutive man scowled. "As my oafish elder brother has just told you, I am Mavick. I am a tactitian of Ostia, and a practitioner of magic." He explained as he sat in his chair. "Brother, remember," he started before Lyar slammed his own face into a bowl of hot stew, "Tomorrow I will be leaving for a short while, and when I return, I expect this house to be the way I left it." He warned
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Aleth
Hero
Everything you can do I can do one handed!
Posts: 247
Profession: NEET
Affinity: Ice
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Post by Aleth on Nov 18, 2009 19:25:21 GMT -6
"Your guys' relationship seem, pretty nice, anyways is there anyway I can help out? I mean, you guys did provide me with such a lavish meal," she asked, taking down a gulps of the soup. It wasn't like Aleth couldn't use a spoon, simply she wasn't that great left handed, except when cutting and slashing through things. The aching feeling about how a privateer operates wasn't that pleasant or agreeable with her jurisdiction, but the guy was so...so...stupidly innocent. What would be a good word for that? He seemed like a giant rottweiler puppy thing. While the brother seemed...smarter.
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Lyar
The "Before" years
[M:0]
Incapacitate? I thought you said DEcapitate!
Posts: 155
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Post by Lyar on Nov 18, 2009 20:30:40 GMT -6
Lyar lifted his face from the pot, hot broth and meat dripping down his face, as he nodded his head to Mavick," Don't worry little buddy, for I too will be departing soon." He paused, and his casual, cow happy expression died out for a second," Well, I think I may need to find me some work on the side...you know, between sails and whatnot. I was thinking maybe of joining a group of mercenaries, because EVERYONE seems to do that nowadays." odd how that seemed semi intellectual, before the big hulk returned to chowing on his dinner. He knew that he'd have to make a very big mess before Mavick left, just to watch the look on the midget magic master-to-be's expression of shock. Lyar was capable of being smart (well, sort of smart...): but where was the fun in that?
" I'm not sure we really need any help in anything, but I'm sure brotha will think of something!" he shifted about in his knight's armor, a fact that often puzzled those who met him: Why would a man of the seas wear such a hefty amount?
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Mavick
Seer
Little Strategist
"The Darkness... It consumes me."
Posts: 208
Etruria Fame: -2
Sacae Fame: 1
Affinity: Dark
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Post by Mavick on Nov 27, 2009 21:04:07 GMT -6
Mavick eyes his giant for a brother suspiciously, as if sensing mischief were at hand. "Actually, miss, you could be of use." he stated, never taking his eyes off Lyar. "My brother cannot be trusted in this house alone. If I turn my back for so much as five minutes, he's either knocked over a bookshelf or torn down a wall. So, I simply can't leave him here alone, which means I either have to take him with me, or leave him with some responsible soul. I would compensate you greatly to ensure he doesn't demolish my home in my absence."
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