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Ralthoin (Applicant) 12/8/2005 7:46 PM EST : RE: Trouble
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Ralthoin watched the elf as she headed down the bar to the other dwarf, his mood no better than his own had been until a few minutes ago. Once again he saw the compassion and sympathy she had for those who needed it. For just a second the dwarf looked as if he meant to strike Keiri and almost instantly Gnarlcleave was in Ralthoin's clenched fist and the chair he had been sitting on had fallen to the floor. But the elf seemed unperturbed, and the anger Ralthoin felt turned to astonishment as he caught the dull glow of the spell she had cast. Crivvens, shes a priestess! And moments ago I wiz askin her if she needed a healer! If the situation had been different he would have laughed but caught himself and whirled round to look for Ranaewen.

He spotted Ranaewen still at the card table, apparently without a care in the world, drinking with the bard who had narrowly escaped a beating and an elf who seemed far too interested in her business. Knowing the clientele who used the tavern, he didn't trust them at all, the elf in particular made the dwarf feel uneasy. He decided to keep Gnarlcleave in his hand, the blades gleaming even in the low light of the bar. The crowd parted as they saw the dwarf heading towards them, the axe he held all the warning they needed. As he approached the table he saw Ranaewens eyes widen and he allowed himself a wry smile. With barely a nod to the bard and elf, he turned to the half-elf.

"'Scuse me missy, but I wiz wonderin' if I kin have a word wi ye?" As she made no move to rise he frowned and his voice deepened, " In private."

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537490989_Inactive (Applicant) 12/9/2005 3:47 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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As always Liolin was on top of the situation. This was good for two sets of eyes were better than one, even if they were as keen as hers. “My Master Renen, is it?” she did not wait for a response for she new she had heard Liolin correctly. “You seem to have mad quite an impression on your host, Cloak, this night. It is not often he gives out free rooms, especially to those he has just met.” She bowed slightly as a formality as Liolin left the table.

“But where are my manners, Master Renen have you been formally introduced to Miss Ranaewen, oh of course not you only just arrived.” A smirk crossed her lips as the word arrived left them. “Here allow me Miss Ranaewen, Master Renen, Master Renen Miss Ranaewen.”

Just then she saw the dwarf get up of his stool and head directly for them, she cursed her self for not think of this earlier, the dwarf was not a possible mark but rather a possible collaborator. Oh this was getting too complicated, and there still was the unknown ringmaster she had not accounted for. She needed to thin the herd and thin it quickly otherwise she risked getting out flanked and with what she saw going down before her that was not a position she was relishing being in.

As to be expected manners and a dwarf were noticeably divorced. How dare he butt into their conversation with out so much as a curt hello, excuse me but I need to talk to my friend. But then again it would have mad no difference in this case she was not going to let Ranaewen go anywhere were she was not present, especially with someone who could be a co-conspirator. “I’m sorry but ill manners will get you no where.” She scolded the dwarf “And my friend here,” her hand placed gently but firmly on Ranaewen’s shoulder making sure she did not get up out of her chair “is in no condition to go with anywhere but bed. And she is definitely not going anywhere with a fowl smelling dwarf.” That should get the dwarfs goat, and make him loose his temper, giving her the excuse she needed to bring over the help Liolin had been so kind to leave for her. “Go back and talk to your little nymph at the bar or is she to old for even an ancient dwarf as yourself.” her free hand made a shooing motion in the direction of the elf he had been talking to earlier. “You shall not take advantage of this innocent flower while I am here.” Her voice, tinted with anger and power, rose ever so slightly, but just enough to get the attention of those around her. She was banking on the fact that what ever the two of them had going tonight, attention was not something they wanted.

Then with out taking her glaring eyes off the dwarf, her voice softened “Renen be a dear and go to the barkeep over there and ask him for two room keys. Tell him they are for Whisp. Ta hun.”

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537433874_Inactive (Applicant) 12/9/2005 3:53 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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Keiri looked back into troubled eyes awash with pain.  She didn’t flinch as anger overtook him and he moved as if to strike her, although her mind suddenly screamed, Be careful, the..!  Outwardly she kept her calm smile in place.

She saw him struggle for a moment and then give in to the need for friendship.  Her smile brightened a bit, lighting up her face.

She placed her tiny hand in his and shook awkwardly, as if unused to the practice.  “I’m Keiri!” she said cheerfully, settling onto a stool next to Kramer.  She opened her packet of herbs and began to crumble them into the mug of hot water placed before her.

“I’m new here.  Ranaewen,” she gestured with her chin over her shoulder toward her half-elf friend, “is the only person I know.  I could use some new friends...  Are you from here?  Want some tea?  It’s nice and it will help if you have a headache...”  She chattered away, smiling easily at the dwarf.

 

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537433874_Inactive (Applicant) 12/9/2005 4:10 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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Ranae had been settling in, enjoying the spirits, relaxing in Whisp’s presence when suddenly Ralthoin appeared.  Gah!  What was he doing here??  And then Whisp and Ralth squared off a bit, fighting over...her.

She blinked for a minute, trying to take it all in, and then shook her head and stood abruptly, her chair clattering over loudly in the process.  The noise in the tavern seemed to quiet suddenly. 

“Just hold on a bleary-eyed-goat minute here,” she said, a bit too loudly.  Her dark eyes glittered.  “I do the bidding of NO man.  Or woman,” she added hastily, glancing at the seductive elf across from her.

Her stance seemed suddenly alert, tight, coiled energy radiating out from her toward the others, warning them.

“Now.  Everyone piss off.”  With that, she stalked over to the bar.

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537464827_Inactive (Applicant) 12/9/2005 6:25 AM EST : RE: Trouble

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    The two men exchanged concerned looks with each other. As the dwarfmade his way to the table, they knew hell was about to break lose. Withyet another look at each other, they both shared a nod and began to padover to the table. Not at all hiding who they were or what they wereabout, the two humans walked through the tavern towards the corner.
 
   Onthe way there, they saw the half-elf walking right at them, anger inher eyes. She seemed to not see them, or more than likely not cared,cause she walked right through the two not paying them any heed. With alook again at each other, and a shrug of their shoulders, theyproceeded to the table. Swords held on their hips, they walkd right upto where the people were standing. "Hail Miss Whisp. Is there a problemhere?" The one human asked as his hand went to his sword hilt. Theother man walked a bit closer and looked at the dwarf, looking down athim. "You know my short little friend, it is not wise to wield your armso openly. It appears as if you are looking for trouble, and thatcertainly isn't something we want now is it." The man, a safe distanceaway based on his belief that the dwarf couldn't possibly take twostrides and strike him before he prepared a strike, spoke veryconfidently. "I'd ask that you either refrain from raising your weaponsin public here, or you leave it with the barkeep." The man knew exactlywhere the dwarf would take the conversation. He also knew he alreadyhad all the answers to the 'but the dark elf...' and the 'i will notleave my weapon...' comments that would come forth as they often did.He stood there, hand a little tighter on the hilt, awaiting theimpending situation.
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    Cloak took one casual step outside thetavern, shut the door behind, and then darted right and around thecorner through the alley. Speed and stealth were his alleys, and in thedark of night he was oh so comfortable and oh so dangerous. Weavingbetween alleys and around corners with great agility, he made his wayto the makeshift guildhall nearby the tavern. It was directly adjacent,but from the roomtop you could see the tavern doors clearly. Cloakdidn't run right to it of course, he took back roads and crossed pathsto assure that if someone was foolish enough to follow him and luckyenough not to be spotted that they would have a great deal ofdifficulty finding the hideout.
  
     He reached the hidden entrance andknocked on the door lightly, twice quick, and once after that. Theknock then came back, and he spoke the word. "Orthae Veldrinn" he saidin his native tongue. The door then opened and he slipped in closingthe door behind him once again. "Welcome Master Valdruk. Where is LadyWhisp this evening?" the drow asked his leader, referring to him as'Master Shadowmaster', the surname he adopted as his own upon hisarrival here. "She has business to attend to this eve. As do we. Gatherthree of your best men. Bring me Elantra as well." Cloak removed hishood and rubbed his bald head. "Yes, she will be perfect." The wickedgrin came to his face once again. "Yes sir. When will you need them?"asked the drow. "We work tonight, so go fetch them now please, I'll getsomeone to come watch the door with Vrindel here." speaking about thedrow he knew was standing behind him in the shadows out of reach ofdoor when it is fully opened. "Yes sir. I'll go get them now." the drowbowed his head a bit and then headed off to get his companions.

    Cloakwalked into the next room, gave a short whistle, and sent the guard whocame to the call to the door. He then proceeded to his personalchambers to await the arrival of his group. The guards at the doorparted as he arrived, and the two humans bowed there heads as theystood with rapier and shortsword always at the ready. "Tell GeneralEdonelle to send his soldiers in when they arrive." With a nod ofunderstanding from the two sentinels, Cloak walked inside his chambersand waited.(My deepest apoligies for it being so long, just got into a sort ofgroove and couldn't stop )
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537484057_Inactive (Applicant) 12/9/2005 7:43 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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Oh, this is interesting indeed, Aristoblis thinks.  That half elf has quite some fire in her belly.

 

And isn’t this amusing, a pair of hired muscle trying to intimidate a dwarf.  Ha, this aught to be very entertaining!  Aristoblis forces himself to hold back a whisper of a chuckle.

 

Still, this beauty seated at the bar intrigues me.  Though outwardly she gives the appearance and demeanor of youth, she cannot fool this Lenith’ala*.  She is one who is much wiser and older than she portrays.  She is most certainly a priestess, that is obvious, but what brings her good natured heart to this city?  And why does she suffer so?  I must learn more.

 

Aristoblis withdraws his right had from his robe and makes a few simple gestures in the air while whispering almost silently.  He smiles to himself gently as he feels the exhilaration of power flow through his veins.  Even the simplest spells that he has cast his whole career still give him a rush when he weaves them.  With a grace that would make any cat envious, Aristoblis silently slides into a nearby empty chair.  He gently rests his staff on the wall beside him, unconsciously stroking the smooth wood of the shaft lovingly before he lets it go entirely.  He never lets the staff more than a few feet out of his reach and never out of his sight unless he is within the confines of his own home.  Not that it matters much, distance means nothing to the power of the staff.

 

Continuing to observe the crowd, Aristoblis withdraws a single gold seemingly from thin air and begins to roll it back and forth on the table between his hands.

 
* Lenith'ala - Gray elf term for Patriarch.  (Don't look for reference on that anywhere, I just made it up this very second.  hehe)

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Ralthoin (Applicant) 12/9/2005 8:24 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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As he watched Ranaewen move to the bar his mood visibly darkened, spotting the two men heading towards him he returned to the elf. The dwarf spat on the ground as his eyes bore holes into the insulting figure. Ignoring the two thugs who now stood beside him he snarled at the woman in front of him.

"You kin shut yer trap woman! Not everything that goes on in this tavern is of you or your 'master's' interest. My business is with the girl not you. And another thing..... tell these two eejits that if they want tae see the 'morrow they can stand doon now or step ootside. Their choice!" he pushed past the two men and headed towards the girl. Too much bother she is already! he thought with a shake of his head.

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537498264_Inactive (Applicant) 12/9/2005 9:59 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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I should get back to Bekki's before she realizes I'm gone, Jabari mulls over the drow's offer, but it is rather late to walk all the way back. Especially with these bruises so fresh...

The thought of his injuries causes a sudden throb of pain. "Ouch." the bard grunts, massaging the side of his ribcage. That one's going to hurt in the morning.

The half elf had withdrawn from the table, and the ensuing tension in the room made the bard nervous. He had been in enough taverns to know when disagreements can turn ugly, and this was definitely one of those times. Would I even be permitted to leave freely at this point? he ponders.

Deciding to take advantage of the distraction the dwarf was providing, Jabari grasps his bottle of wine with one hand and his lute with the other, then slowly, quietly stands from the table, heading towards the bar so as to avoid arousing any suspicion.
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537490989_Inactive (Applicant) 12/9/2005 10:00 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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Fire brewed in her eyes at the insults the dwarf had sent her way. Respect was due to her, especially in this establishment. She started to mumble “Bitter old dwarf, I have right mind to.. “ but half way through her train of thought it came to her. Maybe not the solution to all her problems tonight, but at least a fix that would let her escape for the night. She quickly signaled the muscle to impede the dwarfs retreat. Then before he could light that legendary short fuse of his, she slipped behind him grabbed then turned the tuft of hair coming out from one of his ears “Listen dwarf,” she started in a harsh whisper then quickly appeared to gained control and lowered her voice into a silky intimate tone, “I care not for you or your fowl mouthed kind but I will not have blood spilt in my home. Your “friend” there is here to kill you. She told me so while we sipping spirits. It was nothing personal she had told me, and in fact she kind of liked you. But business is business and the bounty on your head was well worth the loss of a casual friend.” She now smiled inwardly. Even if he did not believe her a seed of distrust had been planted and she hoped would germinate. “Do what you want, believe what I say or don’t. It matters not to me. I was merely trying to avoid any bloodshed tonight and having the eyes of the law come down upon this establishment” She then waved away the guards, did an overly courteous bow, “I meant not to come between you and your woman.” she stated for the crowd and especially Ranaewen to hear, hoping to but a wedge between the two that would stop the dwarf from easily find out her rouse. “Have a good night dwarf,” then in a whisper only the dwarf could hear “what little is left that is.” Then she gave her best knowing smile and returned to the table. Gently she grabbed Reven under the elbow and aided him to his feet.
”Are you ready to retire for the night Master Reven.” In a suggestive voice loud enough for the nearest tables to “accidentally” over hear and convey what they would from the statement. Whisp coyly smiled as the jeers started to rise. Let them think what they will, this would give her the alibi she needed for tonight.

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537464827_Inactive (Applicant) 12/9/2005 5:43 PM EST : RE: Trouble

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   After speaking with the group, Cloak made it obvious tothem that he wanted this Talsor threatened so that he wouldn't makethese same mistakes again. Cloak stayed in his chamber awaiting thenews of the job.

     It was only 2 or 3 hours later than he heardthe arrival of the people once again. He left his quarters to meet themin the main room and speak about the mission. It was then that he sawwhat had happen to a simple scare tactic. The leader of the party camein with a small bag, something dripping out the bottom. They were inthe main room near the entrance of the hall when the leader turned thebag upside down and let the contents fall to the ground. Liolincouldn't stop staring at it as it fell to the ground. The face wasstaring back at him. But it wasn't Talsor. "What in Khyber is this!?!"he screamed.
   
    The party looked at each other than back at Liolin."You said to make sure he doesn't make the same mistake again. Well...he won't." spoke the leader with a grin on his face.

     "I never told you to kill him!!! And worstthan that... This isn't even HIM!!!" Liolin screamed at them onceagain. "Xsa oolos!!" (Damned fools!!) he had slipped back into hisnative tongue in sheer anger. "This sloppiness and absoluterecklessness has become far too much." Cloak seemed to calm a bit as hespoke. "I'll go and see if I can't clean up this mess before it becomestoo big..." Cloak spoke as he walked towards the door. He had the doorhandle in hand as he felt someone grab his shoulder.

    You know Cloak, you've been changing quite a bitrecenetly..." Edonelle stated calmy as he had a hold of Cloak'sshoulder.

    I would suggest you remove your hand my friend.Don't speak to me about change either. We were but a band of thievesmaking a living, and now you are out committing murders?" Cloak neverturned, just speaking to the man behind him as he faced the door."Since when did we become a band of murderous villains Edonelle? Tellme that."

    "Murders are only murders if your caught. If thereare no witnesses, then getting caught is much tougher." Edonelle spokewith evil in his every word. Cloak knew his intentions, and he knew hewas in dire straits right now. Cloak could see Vrindel coming from theshadows, stepping towards Cloak who stood at the door. With Edonelledirectly behind him, he had to think fast. With his left hand on thedoor handle, and Edonelle on his right shoulder with Vrindell comingfrom the right, he had to be quick.

    Now step away from the door and lets talk about thisso there aren't any rash decisions" Edonelle said to Cloak, lieing theentire time.

    Fair enough..." Cloak said, raising his right handand slowly begining to turn with his right shoulder, opening himself uptowards Vrindell. Halfway through his slow turn, he spun aroundquickly, swinging to backhand the man behind him while opening the doorwide to stop the incomming attack from Vrindel. The backhand didn'tconnect, but it backed away Edonelle enough for Cloak to kick out andget him in the gut. With the kick, he rolled backwards out of theguildhall. The door only stopped Vrindel long enough for

    Cloak to get the kick and roll out. As soon as hegot out the door it slammed shut, a second too late for Vrindel andjust in time for Cloak. Rolling onto his feet, Cloak began to run.Where he didn't know, but what he did know was that he had to get asfar from this place as possible, or suffer the consequences. All hecould hear were shouts and footsteps as he ducked alley to alley. Heknew he couldn't keep on this run forever, and quickly thought of wherehe could go. He had but one friend in town left that he knew he couldtrust. The one who knew would understand him and his predicament. Afterducking through yet another alley, he finally made it to the stables,where after waiting awhile to make sure he wasn't followed, he spentthe night.
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