Nissa
The "Before" years
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Post by Nissa on Sept 4, 2008 16:07:20 GMT -6
Quietly she listened to the story the thief happened to leak to her in some odd attempt to win over favoritism. Nissa’s mouth opened in slight disbelief, but she quickly lifted her goblet once more to her lips to cover her surprise. So the rumors had effect on the people, and someone used it to their advantage. This Kraft was a false prophet of sorts, which made him extremely dangerous. With the people riled up this meant her own home wasn’t even a safe option. If anyone should show disloyalty to St. Elimine under these circumstances they could get costly.
No home wasn’t an option right now.
“How interesting…” Nissa mused glancing over at Janus as he stepped into the conversation. Was he trying to pull more information out of the thief? She waited to hear the reply from the nameless legend… Noticing a waving hand her eyes shifted to Cefia, giving her a rather befuddled expression. Didn’t the pirate know what was going on? This was important information that was being collected? In return Nissa shook her head motioning the girl back to the table. “Targeting him, were you going to kill him?”
An assassination attempt, less likely by she was curious. Janus was doing his part and she'd do her, whatever silent plan had formed. Apparently a sweet smile could get out a lot more then she expected...
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Post by Cefia on Sept 4, 2008 16:26:20 GMT -6
Cefia could have easily broken the hold that her childhood friend dragged her by. She knew how determined this girl could be about things. She waved at the others hoping they would help her out, but they had more important things to do. They walked over to her room in the tavern, there were plenty of girly things in there. Was she planning to give her make over.
"Alright first thing, we gotta take care of that hair of yours." she said picking up her scissors. All Cefia could do was gape in horror as she began to do her evil makeover magic.
"Now that the hair is a little neater, I'll just add this bandanna! Aww you look better already."
"Now lets take off that awfully heavy armor of yours." As those words were spoken, Cefia waved her arm widely as she was put into lighter clothing. After a few more steps she was done. Looking in the mirror, she didn't recognize herself.
"Pirates aren't supposed to look cute and cuddly!" Cefia announced after the hectic stuff she went through.
"Nonsense, you look better without those bulky suit, that armor is just as good, and you had natural beauty!" "Lets go see your friends!" Lizz dragged her down back into the tavern. A few eyes were on her now and she hid behind her friend.
"Introducing the new and much cuter Cefia Siluo of the famous Siluo merchant, but decided a life of a pirate over being stinkin rich!" Lizz emphasized on the last part. Then quickly stepped out of her way to reveal her to everyone.
You see, Cefia was dependent on her armor to make her look tough, naturally she looks childish. Her knees quivered along with her mouth, only muffled sounds of distress came from her mouth.
(OOC:Wow quick makeover!)
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Julian
The "Before" years
Wandering Flame[M:5]
This ain't no sleight-of-hand magic. It's the real deal.
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Post by Julian on Sept 4, 2008 17:45:57 GMT -6
"I'll visit again soon," the blond haired mage said as he closed the door to his parents house. 'It was good to see them again. Hopefully Master will get the message I left him,' he thought as he turned to Richter, his traveling companion.
"Okay, now that that is done, let's head into the city proper and gather some information. Something big has happened and I want to know what," he said as he navigated the outlying streets.
The two walked down the streets until Julian found a tavern his master had once said was a good place to pick up information. "Let's try this place," he said as he opened the door and looked around for somewhere to sit.
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Post by Richter Abend on Sept 4, 2008 19:11:22 GMT -6
"There," said Richter to Julian as he pointed to an empty table near the wall. Julian sat down while Richter ordered the drinks. "I'll have 2 ales," he told the bartender. The tender quickly rounded up two drinks for Richter, and in exchange, Richter handed the bartender payment for the drinks. As he sat back down, he slid a mug across the table for Julian.
Richter took a sip of his drink. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a red haired girl, a man carrying a bow, and a suspicious looking man in dark clothing. Making a mental note of these three unusual people, Richter turned back to Julian. "What now?" he asked.
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Julian
The "Before" years
Wandering Flame[M:5]
This ain't no sleight-of-hand magic. It's the real deal.
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Post by Julian on Sept 4, 2008 21:01:36 GMT -6
"Now we drink and look around a bit," Julian said taking the offered mug. "We need to try and find someone who has information. Gossips are okay to start, but we'll need to confirm anything they say."
The mage took a sip of his drink and was about to continue when a small commotion caught his attention. What looked like one of the barmaids was dragging someone over to a table. When they got there, he could hear the barmaid say, "Introducing the new and much cuter Cefia Siluo of the famous Siluo merchant, but decided a life of a pirate over being stinkin rich!" in a loud voice.
Julian turned back to Richter. "Well now, a famous merchant family? They can probably tell us what we'd like to know. Time to meet and greet, what do you say?" Not really waiting for an answer, the mage stood up and walked over to the girl who seemed to shrink in on herself at all the attention.
"Hi there, you okay?" he asked with a kind smile. "Why don't you take a seat there with your friends? The people may stop staring at you then," he whispered to the girl.
OoC: Due to the makeover, Julian doesn't know it's the pirate girl from before! What will happen now?
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Post by Richter Abend on Sept 4, 2008 21:35:17 GMT -6
Richter remained in his seat. He preferred not to randomly associate with people. Julian was an exception, seeing as he had been Richter's only decent ticket out of Sacae. The less he did, the less attention he drew. That was life and he liked it that way.
While Julian attended to the girl, Richter couldn't seem to get the strange trio at the other end of the tavern out of his mind. There seemed to be a heavy air hanging over their table. He tried to listen in, but he couldn't hear over the bustle of the tavern. There was something odd about that red haired girl. She seemed...out of place.
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Hiro
Rogue
I love stealing, I love taking things.
Posts: 216
Profession: Professional ladies man
OoC Alias: Hal
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Post by Hiro on Sept 5, 2008 12:01:29 GMT -6
OoC:It seems like Cefia is trying her hardest to get Hiro to notice her...
BiC: "If you plan on walking on in and asking for hand out from Kraft, bad idea. His castle is..." He had started to do a mental return to the castle and figured it's location and pointed there. "That way, well after you take a few turns down a few streets. Also that was no tall tale, if it was there would been a dragon attacking, me slaying all his men AND saving a puppy at the end." Hiro sighed. "Sadly enough I couldn't do any of that. I targeted him and stole his coin purse. As such a 'holy' man he is there are a lot of poor people. Any noble or rich person who refuses to help out the needy don't need that money."
"I took up the art of stealing to help them out, steal from the rich and give to the poor." Well it was more like steal from the rich and give to the poor little Hiro. He had seen a pink haired man walk by and he almost lost it, he would of started to laugh if he was being himself. "Damn she must not like men or something. Guess this is just a waste of time, her friend also is trying to demand too much information." Hiro then stretched his arms out and yawned.
"I'm beat, I'm going to go home and crash. Have a great night and it was a pleasure to meet you... I never got your name. But before you give me your name mine is Hiro." He lowered his head as he stuck his hand out towards her trying to be a gentleman.
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Nissa
The "Before" years
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Post by Nissa on Sept 5, 2008 12:18:07 GMT -6
Honor amongst thieves? It was a strange concept for one to recognize and even whole heartedly accept but it seemed to be a noble choice, even if stealing was wrong. Nissa was no one to pass judgment upon another’s souls, she’d leave that for the bishops to do. Mentally she noted the directions this thief happened to let slip about Kraft’s castle, clearly letting this man assume whatever he liked about their reasons for wanting information.
Janus… what have we uncovered here?
Briefly she paused, her mind once again consumed in a chaos over what she had just learned. What if her parents were taken by the idea that St. Elimine had returned and this man Kraft was a prophet. Such power could turn families against each other, namely her own against her if she wasn’t careful. Any signs of despair that crossed her face were put to rest as she looked to the thief as he bowed in a gentleman like fashion.
Politely she gave him a smile, extended her own hand in proper response, “Nissa Avurae, it has been a pleasure Hiro. May you rest well.” Bidding him ado in a warm manner without giving any blessings of St. Elimine as every other person in Etruria typically would do so
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Hiro
Rogue
I love stealing, I love taking things.
Posts: 216
Profession: Professional ladies man
OoC Alias: Hal
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Post by Hiro on Sept 5, 2008 12:27:03 GMT -6
Taking her hand he gave a quick kiss to it then stood up. "Remember, don't mess with Kraft if you want to live. The man isn't all there, I would hate to see you hanging from the gallows in the town center. Such beauty can't be wasted like so."
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, DAMN IT. I can't believe I let that hot piece of ass go that easy, hopefully there will be better looking women out there that I find." Hiro thought as he made his way to the door.
That pink haired man seemed as he was trying to listen in one what was being said near the end. Hiro's life could be on the line, was he one of Kraft's spies? His business partners had left town so he was alone to defend himself. Hiding in the ally that had a view of the tavern door he put his hat and mask back on waiting for Nissa to leave and to see if that man follows.
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Janus
The "Before" years
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Post by Janus on Sept 5, 2008 13:38:01 GMT -6
Janus looked to Nissa after the rogue left. He paid no attention to the new green haired girl that was ushered over to their table, or the dissapearence of Cefia. Such things were farthest from his mind.
"Well." He said as he took another sip. "I've never had information fall so neatly into my lap before. So a man named Kraft has something to do with it? I wonder just how deep this goes?"
He mused for a moment and then realized just how creepy he was being. "At any rate, there will be time for analyzing later, let's get something to eat. The hour is starting to get late, it would be foolish to set out now."
"On another note, where did Cefia run off to?" It was at this point he noticed this green haired girl standing by the table, her knees shaking. "Excuse me ma'am? Are you alright? You look like you are going to faint, come have a seat." He said, gesturing to the seat left vacant by the rogue who just left.
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Post by Cefia on Sept 5, 2008 14:13:16 GMT -6
"Oh you're the guy from Sacae, remember me, the pirate that was out of place?" Cefia replied to Julian. her body still shivered in fear and she gladly took a seat near Janus.
"Oh Cefia, get over it, the new look fits you," Lizz replied taking a chair to sit next to her,"you'll be the cutest pirate out there!"
"But pirates aren't supposed to be cute!" she proclaimed shuffling her hands around. The guys around started to stair at her. Truthfully without some of her clothes and the hair style she used, people never took her seriously.
"Nonsense! Pirates can be cute!" "Why don't you sleep over at the tavern here, I'm sure I could get some discount..." "OR perhaps we could go to your parents, their place is way neater." Lizz suggested with a childish tune.
"But...but...there....ummm...maybe...." Cefia tried to protest, but couldn't muster anything out.
"So Janus and Nissa what is your vote." she asked the others nervously hoping they would just go somewhere else to rest for the day.
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Nissa
The "Before" years
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Post by Nissa on Sept 5, 2008 14:22:33 GMT -6
“I’m not quite used to that either, but it worries me still how quickly we learned. This Kraft fellow, has me very worried Janus.” Nissa replied eyes dimming a little at the thought of what he had done, “I had offered my home as a place to stay but with this newly acquired information I’m going to recommend an inn to be the best place for us to go…”
Janus had fallen briefly into a similar state but quickly dismissed the subject for a later time to discuss in depth the situation, and he was right. A tavern was a place for a good meal not where they were to be discussing misery business. “Of course, I know where the local inn is once we get ourselves a bit of a meal for the evening…” Her usual smile returned to her features before she too began searching for the green haired girl.
“Cefia?” Nissa blinked in surprise as she stood along side of another girl, now dressed quite a bit different. It seemed during their discussion their friends had taken her for a little make-over of sorts, “You look very pretty.” Nissa added instead of using the word ‘cute’ that only seemed to offend the pirate a bit more. After all cute was a word for children, not for young ladies. The choice was opened up and Nissa sighed a bit.
“To save anyone from discomfort the local inn would be a far more suitable place to rest for the evening,” Her eyes travelled over to the blonde and pink haired man, one she had witnessed Cefia address from the corner of her eye, “Are they friends of yours Cefia?”
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Janus
The "Before" years
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Post by Janus on Sept 5, 2008 15:48:27 GMT -6
"Yes, the local inns would be a good idea. I don't much care for the crowd around here. Plus it is not the proper atmosphere for you ladies."
He now noticed the mage and the warrior at the other table. Were they allies or enemies, who could say?
Only time.
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Post by Richter Abend on Sept 5, 2008 17:00:02 GMT -6
The suspicious looking dark-cloaked man had left the tavern. Richter noticed the red haired girl and her entourage had now noticed his presence. Apparently, the newly introduced girl with the green hair was one of them. There went his anonymity.
Not wanting to stay passive in a situation that could turn out badly for him, Richter took the initiative. He walked over to the three and, not beating around the bush, began to talk to them. "My traveling companion over there," he said pointing to Julian, "is in this city looking for information on 'something big' that has happened, but from the atmosphere I've felt in this city, it seems like something big is going to happen." He looked back out the door as if expecting to see somebody. "I apologize if I'm being blunt, but an archer, a girl in shaman robes, and," he said, looking out the door again, "a mysterious cloaked man hardly seem like the most normal folk to be seen together." Richter unconsciously rubbed the handle of his sword with his thumb.
"I noticed you looking at me, is there something you need?"
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Janus
The "Before" years
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Post by Janus on Sept 5, 2008 17:55:14 GMT -6
Janus was suspicious when the man walked over. His suspicion only grew when he said his companion came here because of 'something big.'. Then he accused him and Nissa of having something to do with it, annoying Janus further.
The straw that broke the camels back is when Janus heard him make an accusation for Janus looking at him, when it wouldn't have seemed that odd since Cefia was talking to them. But then he noticed the swordsman's hand reach for his blade, and as quick as a shot Janus was on his feet, with an arrow strummed, the table and chairs between him and the warrior.
"I don't know who you are or what you want, but you picked the wrong person to try and intimidate." Janus said, gritting his teeth and leveling the arrow at the warriors nose.
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