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Post by Richter Abend on Sept 5, 2008 19:44:02 GMT -6
Richter didn't bat an eye as the archer drew his bow. He was used to this kind of reaction from when he worked as a mercenary. His mother always told him already edgy people reacted like that because of his brusque behavior. As he stared down the archer's arrow shaft, he thought that perhaps his mother had been right. He looked around the tavern. Everyone was staring at them, and, not wanting to cause a commotion or start a fight, Richter tried to diffuse the situation.
He put his hand up and said, "Relax, I'm not here to fight, despite what you may believe." He sat down in one of the chairs at the table. "I'm simply looking for information, and you seem like you might have some."
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Janus
The "Before" years
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Post by Janus on Sept 5, 2008 20:13:20 GMT -6
"Well I happen to have plenty of information." Janus nearly spat at the brute who had taken over his table. Did he have a sign on that told weird people to come talk to him?
"But the big question here is why the hell should I tell you anything?" Janus said, loosing the pull on the bow and lowing the arrow, but not taking his hands off of them. "You walk right up to me with your hand on your sword and say you want information, sounds like a threat to me."
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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 5, 2008 20:51:13 GMT -6
"Really?" Julian said surprised, examining the green haired girl before him. "Well, this is a pleasant surprise, I must say. You're a very pretty girl, you know."
When Richter walked over and basically bulled his way into the little group, Julian could only sigh. "Please forgive my friend Richter here. He can be a little...insensitive, at times," he said to the high strung archer. "As for why I'm looking for information here, it's simple. This is my hometown. I've been away and recently returned to find the country close to unrestrained chaos in parts. I want to know what is going on and if my family will be safe."
A thought struck him as he bowed quickly and said, "Please forgive my rudeness. My name is Julian Vauntou."
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Post by Richter Abend on Sept 5, 2008 20:55:30 GMT -6
"I apologize about my apparent threat," said Richter snidely, "Being a past mercenary, I've grown accustomed to having my hand on my sword when I talk to new people." He looked at the archer's hands. "You must understand what I mean. You were quite quick to draw your bow."
After Julian introduced himself, Richter leaned back in the chair and put his hands behind his head. "I always thought taverns were the places you went when you wanted to collect information, I guess I we were wrong, Julian." Richter adjusted his glasses. "On top of that, logically, when I saw the archer and the girl conspiring with that cloaked man, they basically screamed 'suspicious'. If they wanted to be inconspicuous, why would they converse with a man like that in the middle of a crowded tavern?"
"Now that that's all settled, can we move on with things?" He turned his chair away from the table. "I'll let you take it from here Julian..."
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Nissa
The "Before" years
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Post by Nissa on Sept 5, 2008 23:12:28 GMT -6
Nissa’s eyes widened as weapons were suddenly drawn. Quickly Nissa leapt to her feet holding her Luna tome close to her chest, a visible frown crossing her lips. This mercenary was certainly rough around the edges and Janus had been pretty quick to act, but he had his right to be defensive if he wanted to. Moving around she placed her hand lightly upon Janus’s shoulder attempting to settle him down somewhat before any drunk in the tavern decided to create a brawl out of this potentially dangerous situation.
Her eyes shifted to the pink haired man as he spoke of the cloaked man they had been conversing with a thin line drawn to her lips, “We were not ‘conspiring’ with anyone… that cloaked man happened to be named Hiro. He came over to… court me, as it seemed… Through such we simply acquired information we needed,” Clearly Nissa attempting to clear up the situation and defending Janus at the same time. “You are quick to judge simply because of what I wear and what I am… you make it sound as those all… of us are bad.” Already growing wary that Richter had stated what she was out loud.
Julian then approached and gently the mage nodded her head, “I understand, Janus and I both are from Etruria each out of touch with the city for our own reason, thus the need for said information.” Sweetly she smiled hand lowering to Janus’s forearm, still keeping relatively close to him for safety. “If you’re family believes and follows the words of St. Elimine then they shall stay safe…” Was all Nissa revealed to Julian, eyes darkening a little but remaining further behind Janus at this point.
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Post by Richter Abend on Sept 5, 2008 23:37:56 GMT -6
Richter stood up, turning to face the red haired girl. "I was not...judging you for what you are shaman," he said. "I was merely observing the situation. Had we been anywhere else, I would not have batted an eye at you, much less noticed you." He spread his arms out. "The fact of the matter is this, we are in Etruria, the city of light magic..." Richter gestured towards Nissa, "and here you are, a practitioner of dark magics."
He gazed back at Janus, who still looked at him with distaste. "Perhaps I was too quick to judge." He turned and began to walk out of the tavern. "I'll meet you outside, Julian," he said.
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Julian
The "Before" years
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This ain't no sleight-of-hand magic. It's the real deal.
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Post by Julian on Sept 5, 2008 23:55:55 GMT -6
"Please excuse me if that doesn't make me feel relieved," Julian said, his face darkening slightly. "Whenever someone says that, it never bodes well. And with what I've seen outside of Etruria, I believe neither the gods, nor the heroes, nor the saints protect anyone."
The mage mumbled, "If wishes were fishes..." before bringing a hand up to his face, shaking his head lightly, and putting on a more cheerful expression. "Anyways, is there any info you'd be willing to share with me? If not, let me know, and I'll leave you alone. Can't leave Richter alone for too long, you know?" he chuckled out the last part.
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Post by Cefia on Sept 6, 2008 0:09:03 GMT -6
Cefia flinched back from the conversation when the sword was touched. She had a lot of other problems, as the drunken men started to gang up on her. She tried to get away, but they seemed pretty determined, until finally Lizz stepped in and started flirting with most of them. All this lovey dovey stuff made her confused and so without anything more to do, she slipped back to everyone.
“Can we get out of here, some people are staring and its really embarrassing with this look.” “I feel so childish the way I am.” “Oh lord why do I have a natural child look!?!” she asked no one particular. “No matter how you look, you’re still Cefia,” Lizz said before getting back to flirting with the others.
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Janus
The "Before" years
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Post by Janus on Sept 6, 2008 5:52:19 GMT -6
When Richter left, Janus lowered his bow. It may be that he was just a rude barbarian, that might be possible. At least the one here was normal enough.
"Julian was it?" Janus asked as he returned his arrow to the quiver. "Well, if you are from here then maybe you know more then you think you do, have you heard of a man named Kraft?"
It was odd, but Janus trusted this Julian fellow more then Richter. At the very least he had some manners.
He made certain, though, that Nissa was withen arms length of him.
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Nissa
The "Before" years
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Post by Nissa on Sept 6, 2008 7:27:28 GMT -6
Richter decided in his best interest to head back outside to wait for information, which Nissa didn’t necessarily mind. The subject matter of what she was seemed to be a rather sore subject when spoken about in the wrong light. Julian’s word brought her back creating a rising curiosity… what had he seen while out traveling that would break such faith? “You are not without cause to worry about such things…” Nissa assured Julian.
Glancing away from the conversation she noticed Cefia having some trouble with a few of the men, a small little sigh escaping her lips. So few gentlemen were truly left with in the world, in one night it seemed she may have met Etruria’s entire population of them. “Cefia!” She called out sweetly waving the girl over, “Come back over here.” Quickly she glanced at Janus, moving over to the pirate girl, linking her by the arm and dragging her back into the ‘safety zone’ which had become Janus’s arm length.
The pirate needed to hear some of this!
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Post by Richter Abend on Sept 6, 2008 11:32:44 GMT -6
Richter sat on a barrel outside the tavern. Why was he bothering with any of this? He set out on his journey to hone his skill with the blade and crush oppression. Could any of this be done in Etruria? He ran his hand through his hair. Now that he thought about it, perhaps that was quite a tall order for anyone one man. He just hoped Julian wouldn't want to join up with the trio. The shaman and the girl he could deal with, but that high-strung, hyper defensive archer would be nothing but a nuisance. Richter paused, and realized he hadn't gotten any of their names. "Feh," he said aloud to himself, "What use would I have with any of their names anyways?"
A short time passed, and Julian remained inside. Richter didn't mind, he had been people watching, but it was that that disturbed him. The city was bustling, and yet lifeless, as if the life was being sucked out of its denizens. It reminded him too much of his hometown.
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Julian
The "Before" years
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This ain't no sleight-of-hand magic. It's the real deal.
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Post by Julian on Sept 6, 2008 11:56:07 GMT -6
"Kraft? I have heard the name spoken in whispers, and many rumors." The mage shook his head. "Nothing concrete though. Is he the cause for all the unrest here?"
Julian's mind got to thinking at that. One of the rumors he had heard involved this Kraft being the prophet of the reborn St. Elimine! It couldn't be true! ...Then again, he had seen a dragon destroy a town, the holy spear Malte, and Lord Athos. What was going on?
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Hiro
Rogue
I love stealing, I love taking things.
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Post by Hiro on Sept 6, 2008 12:07:18 GMT -6
Hiro watched Richter come out of the tavern. He sat and waited a bit for somebody and Hiro kept watching from the shadows. There was almost nobody around. He waited till his head was turned, taking out his dagger(sword stats, make more sense to carry a weapon and it not being big and easy to see. Also counts for it's usage.). There it was, the time he was waiting for he made a crazy run towards him not making a sound, watching his head. Just in case he started to look back he knew where to jump to hide.
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Post by Richter Abend on Sept 6, 2008 12:30:07 GMT -6
OoC: I'm assuming from your post you'll hide when Richter looks
Richter having been scanning the street, looked toward his side. He saw a quick flash of what he thought was...well, he didn't know what it was, but something had just evaded his sight. A rat? No, the timing was too coincidental. Was somebody watching him? The hair on his neck stood on end. Not one to relax even when he felt the slightest bit nervous, Richter drew his sword, making sure to be especially alert. Was there an enemy? Richter began looking at his surroundings. Not knowing where an assailant would come from, if there was any assailant at all, Richter backed up against a wall, but made sure to leave room for a potential escape.
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Post by Cefia on Sept 6, 2008 12:42:44 GMT -6
Cefia rushed over to Nissa side, desperate to get away from all the strangers. Anything would be better then what she had to go through now.
"So whats going on?" "I'm a little on the confused side."
Taking a look, Lizz was still with the guys, clearly forgotten that she was there with her allies. Truthfully, she would so change back to her other clothes, but she didn't know how. Makeover and girl like stuff was something she wasn't used to.
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