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Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on March 03, 2011, 12:52:20 PM
Kareesh noted Zarkin looking out the window towards a horse which appeared to be tied up, but on what, she couldn't tell. From the look he gave it, she deduced that it was his horse which was stabled outside. Perhaps that was the best place to have this conversation; away from the hustle and bustle of the tavern.

She looked up and let go of his hand and gave a sigh as she slid off the bar seat.

"We'll be right back for those drinks, ma'am," Kareesh said with a nod towards the barmaid. With a nod of her head, she motioned to Zarkin the door of the tavern.

Guiding her way through the people, Kareesh's mind was once again racing, thinking of what she exactly was going to tell Zarkin about herself. Was she going to tell him everything about her? She knew that's what he asked for, but is that what she would really do? Could she bare her whole self to someone she had just met at most, an hour ago?

She blew a strand of hair out of her face as she walked out of the tavern's door. She noticed a smaller building with a large doorway. From the sounds which emitted from it, she assumed that was the Kann's stable.

Not too many people should be there.

Taking a glance behind her, she made sure Zarkin saw where she was going and headed into the stable, once there, she picked up a piece of straw and played with it a bit as she leaned up against one of the walls in the stable. She waited for Zarkin to get comfortable before she began.

"Zarkin, I'm not really sure how to tell you this but..." She looked up towards the ceiling. This was going to be harder than she thought. She gave a large sigh as she looked back down at the piece of straw she held in her hand, her oddly colored hair falling down about her face.

"First, I think you ought to know that, well, you've made me feel things I've never felt before. Real emotions. Not fake. As I told you back in the tavern, my parents died when I was fairly young. After that, I didn't have anyone to call my family. Honestly, I didn't even really want a family.

"I...I don't believe I've lied to you. That's....that's unusual for you. You see, I'm..." Her voice got caught in her throat. She crushed the innocent piece of straw in one of her hands as she fought to finish her sentence. Unwanted tears had started to form in her eyes, but she wasn't allowing them to fall; not yet.

"The reason I came here was for work. Zarkin, I'm an assassin and a thief. I steal and kill people for a living. That's who I truely am." With sognastheen eyes glistening with tears, she looked up at Zarkin.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you walked off right now." She gave a small smile. "I know I would if I were in your shoes."


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Mallayn Galnodren on March 04, 2011, 06:32:16 AM
Mallayn was suspicious. That poor foolish fellow, Zarkin, was involving himself with yet another elf. When she began pulling him outside, Mallayn decided it was time to act. It wan't that she had definite ideas about what was going on; she was just concerned about Zarkin's welfare. At least, that was what she told herself. In reality, she just couldn't contain her curiousity.
"I will return in a moment, milady dwarf. I think it might be prudent to check on my horse."
Mallayn crept 'stealthily' after the pair. Upon reaching the stable, she posed herself as if she were about to enter and listened. Only snatches of conversation came out--
"I'm not really sure how..."
"...call my family."
"I don't believe I've lied to you."
And then, shockingly:
"I'm an assassin and a thief. I steal and kill people for a living."
Mallayn gasped loudly, then bit her lip. Had the assassin elf heard her?


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Zarkin Talker on March 06, 2011, 07:29:55 AM
An assassin? I never would have thought of that! "I'm walking off cause your an assassin. What I don't want to do know is say something stupid that will get you to kill me.." Zarkin said hastly trying not to be stupid, "..But hearing you say that those emotions where rel actually means something to me Kareesh. An assassin and beautiful? Those things wouldn't really work for most people but you sure seem to have the style to be both" Zarkin said weakly smileing. Zarkin felt comfortable being able to know that Kareesh wasn't here to kill him but what worried him more was that he wanted to know who.

 "Listen Kareesh, If I may? But what or who are you going to kill that leads you to the tavern? I mean you don't have to tell me but I'm kinda involved now, you've told me everything and I swear to my life that I won't tell and if I did you can take my life. But who are you here to kill?" Zarkin said quietly to Kareesh.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on March 06, 2011, 02:28:14 PM
After she had finished her speech, Kareesh thought she heard something, but nothing else happened, so she paid it no more attention. Instead, she focused on Zarkin's reaction. His first sentence seemed to indicate that he was going to leave her. Not that she viewed them as a couple. At this point, she didn't really know what to think.

It seemed that he was more interested in who she was sent to kill. A reasonable question, considering the circumstances. She shook her head as she slumped against the stable, her posture being that of one in defeat.

Staring back down at the ground she replied, "No one. I wasn't sent here by anyone. I came here looking for work. If I had been sent here on an assignment, I wouldn't have a near empty coin purse."

Damn that human... Kareesh thought as she wrapped her arms around herself. She was avoiding Zarkin's eyes. He's so confusing. First he says he's going to walk out on me, but then he's promising not to tell who I was sent to kill? Damn humans can't make up their minds.

A sense of loss came over her as she thought about the possibility of losing Zarkin. But why? Gods, she was starting to get attached. Was that such a bad thing.

Apparently if you're an assassin... she thought bitterly. At this rate, she didn't foresee love in her future.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on March 10, 2011, 12:05:53 AM
"Hello all, my name is Mallayn and I am a storyteller by trade. I can also read and write, and if there is any reasonable job that I can do for you, I am in need of funds and would be happy to assist you in whatsoever way I can."

 Thorgas drew his head out of an the cupboard long enough to hear a voice offering to work for a few coins. They never had a human worker in the tavern before and it never occurred to him that they needed one now, but a festival is coming and they needed all the help they can get, for surely the tavern will be full to bursting with patrons celebrating the holiday. He managed to get down from the stool he used to search for his favorite mug and went out to search for that potential worker.

But he had other things to think about than go around chasing people. There will soon be a lot of chores to do, and he instinctively remembered to go to the stables and give the stable boy his daily dose of threats. He can't afford to have Buri hungry, partly because he was like a son to him, and because the boar will surely wake up the patrons tonight with his anguished calls for food.

Sighing, Thorgas went out of the tavern and to thr stable. Just ahead he could see a tallfolk, a woman it seems, and she seemed to be peeking at something. "Hmm, that is somewhat disturbing. There's nothing to see there but hay and droppings." Thorgas said to himself. He waddled as quickly as he can to the woman and pulled her clothes slightly to get her attention. "Apologies fer the intrusion, lass. But are ye be lookin' for a mount o' yers? Ask the stable boy ta 'elp ye get it. He be the one carin fer them critturs." He made his voice sound polite. "Now please excuse me. Me pig's needin' ta be fed. Damn stable boy's too busy to feed every animal at once, methinks we be needin ta hire a few hands fer the day ta 'elp with the work here." The dwarf gave a small bow and walked towards the stable doors.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Mallayn Galnodren on March 14, 2011, 11:39:08 PM
Mallayn had been so wrapped up in considering the ramifications of the elf's revelation, and the feasibility of escaping notice, that she was completely unaware of the dwarf behind her. Until-- "Apologies fer the intrusion, lass."  Mallayn jumped. "But are ye be lookin' for a mount o' yers? Ask the stable boy ta 'elp ye get it. He be the one carin fer them critturs." He made his voice sound polite. "Now please excuse me. Me pig's needin' ta be fed. Damn stable boy's too busy to feed every animal at once, methinks we be needin ta hire a few hands fer the day ta 'elp with the work here." The dwarf gave a small bow and walked towards the stable doors.
After processing his words, Mallayn hurried after him. "Did you say you needed to hire some extra help?"  It was only after she called after him that she remembered the elf in the stables. Well, too late now, she thought grimly, marching in towards the dwarf to meet her doom.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on April 07, 2011, 10:45:45 PM
Thorgas stopped before the stable doors. "Aye, methinks we'd be needin' more hands fer the stables or the kitchen. Lots a foolks comin' fer Brokden and we're a little short." He reached out for the wooden door knobs, but quickly added, "I uh mean we're short on workers -- Plenty o' people comin' and we'd be needin' help fer the night. So ye wants ta earn a bit o' coin fer the night?"


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Galein on June 19, 2011, 12:33:08 PM
Zarkin

A flood of relief washed over Zarkin as Kareesh said she hadn't been sent to kill anyone. He wouldn't have to keep any secrets now. He may still be able to spend time getting to know Kareesh without the worry of safety.

As he thought quietly to himself, a sudden dizziness came upon him. The combination of drink and excitement seemed to be taking its toll on him. "So what are your..." Zarkin began to say before the dizziness intensified.

He heard voices outside the stables, but they seemed far away. "Oh..." was all he could say as he felt himself falling.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on June 21, 2011, 12:01:26 PM
Kareesh moved quickly to catch Zarkin before he hit the floor. She ended up crouching upon the floor, Zarkin caught in her arms. Her ears perked as she heard voices right outside the stable door. The door seemed to shudder slightly, as if someone were about to come in. She cursed lightly under her breath as she looked down at the still form of the human in her arms.

Glancing around wildly, Kareesh debated what to do with him. If she tried to hide him, then they might assume that she did something to him. If she sat there and held onto him, then they would assume the same. She bit her bottom lip as she thought through everything she could possibly do. Nothing would end up well for her.

Grunting slightly, she gently moved Zarkin's body so that he was propped up against a beam. She adjusted his hood so that his face was mostly hidden. Her hand lingered for a moment close to his cheek. It shivered slightly as she fought with herself to not stroke it. Quickly she pulled her hand back and stood up. Her eyes glanced toward the door, wondering when she could expect visitors.....


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on August 21, 2011, 11:30:33 PM
"Right then, miss,"Thorgas said. "I'll let ye think aboot it." The dwarf bowed again and entered the stables. Inside he noticed two rather suspicious people. One had his face covered with his hood and the other was a woman elf with a sinister aura about her. Now this would have been fine for the dwarf, but he and the other Thergerim are responsible for the beasts in their establishment and the fact that his own Buri is here made him vigilant.

"Pardon, friends, but are ye patrons of the kann? I would think this area not suitable for making conversations. A lot of them animals be needin' their rest and I would not want to see them strained for tomorrow." He then approached the hooded person, the one that was standing in an unnatural way. "Erm, sir? Is, uh, sumthin' wrong?" Turning to the woman, he asked,"Yer companion sick?" Thorgas might be willing to talk to these individuals, but he's not leaving anything to chance, he secretly took out his sulphur powder and readied himself to conjure fire should anything happen. Thieves are never welcome in this establishment, and he would defend Buri with his life should it come to that.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Mallayn Galnodren on August 27, 2011, 01:41:43 PM
As Mallayn took in the tableaux,  her mind could only come to one conclusion.
Heedless of the consequences, she began babbling. "She killed him--I heard her say she's an assassin--we're all going to die..." her shrieks trailed off into incoherent panic.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on September 02, 2011, 10:21:34 AM
The door opened and in walked a Dwarf. Kareesh wasn't too surprised as she was in a Dwarven city, staying at a Dwarven tavern.

"Pardon, friends, but are ye patrons of the kann? I would think this area not suitable for making conversations. A lot of them animals be needin' their rest and I would not want to see them strained for tomorrow."

Before Kareesh had time to answer his question, the Dwarf turned his attention to the unconscious Zarkin. Questioning him if he was alright, Zarkin didn't answer, as Kareesh knew he wouldn't. The Dwarf turned and peered up at her with a look she couldn't quite decipher.

"Yer companion sick?"

Things would have been so much easier if Kareesh had been allowed to reply the way she wanted to. She really wanted to tell the Dwarf that Zarkin had had too much drink and merely passed out while they were talking in the quiet stables. It would have felt good to not lie about something for once. Maybe this whole truth thing wasn't so bad after all.

But, alas, Kareesh barely had time to open her mouth before a female's voice came into the stables. It was a loud voice, and barely coherent, but two things shook Kareesh to the core. The first was that she was able to catch a glimpse of the owner of the voice. It was, in fact, the human whom Kareesh had shared a drink with at the bar, Mallayn. The second item was what she was screaming.

"She killed him--I heard her say she's an assassin--we're all going to die..."

Kareesh's sognastheen eyes narrowed. So she hear that part. How much of it did she hear, I wonder...?

Several thoughts ran through her mind. Her first instinct was to run over and shut Mallayn up before the whole tavern could hear her. But then there was the Dwarf to think about. She turned her attention back to him. Upon his face was a look of determination. That was never good. She couldn't see one of his hands and that bothered her. A hidden blade, perhaps?

Quickly calculating the best course of action, Kareesh resigned herself to the fact that there was very little chance that she would be able to take both the Dwarf and Mallayn out without suffering significant damages herself, especially since she didn't know what tricks the Dwarf had up his sleeves.

With a resigned sigh, Kareesh's body slumped slightly, giving off the feeling of defeat.

"He's not dead," she said in a low voice. "He had too much to drink. If you look closely, you'll see that his chest still rises and falls. And to answer your earlier question, Master Dwarf, yes we were patrons of the Kann. We came out here to talk where there weren't so many people."

She kept her gaze steady upon him, trying to push Mallayn's screams out of her head. Keeping calm would save her right now. Anything rash could result in her spending time in jail, or worse, dead.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on September 02, 2011, 11:50:52 PM
Ridgen's ears perked up at the sound of... something... that appears to be happening from the direction of the stables - a sound his rather sensitive ears could barely pick up from the noise in the bar. It sounded a lot like, "She killed him -- something something assassin -- we're all going to die!" and that usually means trouble. And where there's trouble, there's fun - most of the time, anyway. In any case, the elf just HAD to know what's happening. He turned to Leif, who looks as if he's daydreaming, gave him a peculiar-looking card and said, "I'll have to get going now. That card I gave you has the location of my uhm... shop. Drop by and visit sometime, okay? Right, goodbye," while taking a waterskin and an aquamarine stone out of his bag in case things went out of hand.

As soon as he was out of the Kann, Ridgen quickly made his way to the stables, where, sure enough, there was commotion. A great deal of it. The elf arrived just in time to hear another elf - the assassin who had shouted down that drunken dwarf, if he remembered correctly - say something along the lines of, "He's not dead. He's had too much to drink, and passed out, and yes, we were patrons of the Kann. We came out here to talk where there aren't so many people."

She appeared to be talking to a dwarf, who for some reason was holding something containing yellowish powder. The person she was referring to was propped up against a post, seemingly asleep, and of course, there was the loud, rambling girl who seemed to be working herself into a total panic.

Ridgen then decided to step into the scene and spoke up, further complicating things. "Excuse me if I'm interrupting something but... What in the world is happening in here?"


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on September 04, 2011, 02:45:08 AM
"I see m'lady, that's well and all, but what is she blabbering aboot? Do ya know her?" He pointed to Mallayn, spouting what to him is some sort of gibberish. He couldn't quite understand what the woman is talking about, but she seemed hysterical about it. He tied the sulphur pouch to his belt and tapped Zarkin with the end of his staff. Pretty much looked alive to me, he thought. Then another person barged in the stables, scaring the animals in the process with additional noise. "And do ya know him as well?" Thorgas is slowly growing irritated. Where in the Stone Father's name is that blasted stable boy, and what is it with horse slop that these people like?

The dwarf decided to wait. If what the crazy woman's claims about Kareesh being an assassin is true, then he may need to save his pet and warn the others. The man Zarkin might even be poisoned by the lady, although as far as he is concerned, that is none of his business. But he needed to take care of him too; deaths in the tavern are bad for business.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on September 10, 2011, 08:42:23 AM
Kareesh's eyes began to harden as she began to realize that there would be no easy way out of this mess. Her eyes only briefly flickered towards the new-comer. He was of little interest to her. He wasn't going to help the situation, only make it worse.

It occurred to her that this could have been caused by Zarkin. Did he lure her out here to get her caught. This sudden realization made her curse herself for her stupidity. Of course he didn't love her, how could he?

Her attention turned back towards the Dwarf who was motioning towards Mallayn. "I see m'lady, that's well and all, but what is she blabbering aboot? Do ya know her?"

He seemed to grow more aggravated as his attention was drawn toward the Elf who barged in. "And do ya know him as well?"

Kareesh knew that she had no control over the situation. She began to wonder if she ever had control of it in the first place. It appeared that Mallayn was the only one who had heard their conversation, yet she was screaming it out like a madwoman. If she had been thinking clearly, Kareesh could have used that to her advantage, but her thoughts weren't so clear as they should have been.

"That woman and I had drinks together earlier. Other than that, I know nothing about her," Kareesh responded in a low voice which held just a hint of an annoyed growl. "As for the male Elf, I believe I saw him earlier in the tavern, but again, I know nothing else about him."

As she spoke, Kareesh began to figure the odds of getting out of there alive. It appeared the Dwarf was already weary of her. She could try to talk her way out of it, but her anger was already rising. She would more than likely say something stupid that would put her further into trouble.

Honestly, at this point, she didn't care anymore. She was tired of all the running, tired of having to deal with ignorant people like Mallayn; people who thought that assassins just killed for the fun of it.

Sighing slightly, Kareesh decided to speed things up a little bit. She quickly took the dagger from her belt and slammed it into one of the wood pillars in the stable. Keeping her eyes focused on the Dwarf, she took a few steps back, well out of reach of the dagger. Even though she kept her arms out, palms face upward as she spoke, the anger radiating from her could almost be felt.

"Maybe what she says is true, maybe it isn't. But what does it matter? Zarkin isn't dead, any idiot can see that, but if you still don't believe me, then perhaps we can all stand around here gabbing until he wakes up. Lock me up until then, if you think it necessary. After all, according to her I'm here to kill everyone."

Kareesh gave a small smirk. Inwardly she dared the Dwarf to lock her up. At least that would guarantee her life. Or perhaps not. Frankly, she didn't give a damn anymore.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on September 10, 2011, 11:42:22 AM
"That woman and I had drinks together earlier. Other than that, I know nothing about her. As for the male Elf, I believe I saw him earlier in the tavern, but again, I know nothing else about him."

Guess not. At this moment Ridgen took a glance at the woman that was rambling on, and opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the sound of a dagger tearing its way into one of the stable's many wooden pillars. His attention turned back to the elfess, who had stepped back, away from the dwarf and the dagger she had embedded into a pillar. She was obviously very angry, and looked like she had absolutely nothing to lose. Which is probably true, so this situation should be approached in a cautious manner. Looking at the way the elfess' eyes are locked onto the dwarf, he was probably the only person the assassin considered a threat.

"Maybe what she says is true, maybe it isn't. But what does it matter? Zarkin isn't dead, any idiot can see that, but if you still don't believe me, then perhaps we can all stand around here gabbing until he wakes up. Lock me up until then, if you think it necessary. After all, according to her I'm here to kill everyone."

To be honest, everyone here should seriously just calm down. "Whoa whoa whoa, calm DOWN. This guy's obviously asleep," Ridgen made a gesture at Zarkin before continuing, " and very much alive. We get it. You may or may not be an assassin, miss, but to be honest, if you were sent to kill him, which I doubt you were, you wouldn't do it here, where anything and everything can be seen by basically every patron of the tavern. Only a fool would do that. As for the 'we're all going to be killed' part, I'm pretty sure that one there's just panicking away," this time he gestured at Mallayn. "You know, you could all just calm down and sort this out without making noises that people can hear from inside the tavern and wrecking the place?" As he said that, he raised the level of influence serenity has within the water Ounia of everyone present in the room - Zarkin excluded - as well as lowering the level of influence that the property of 'chaos'. This should calm them down... a bit.

"Now, how about sorting this out like civilised people?"


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on September 11, 2011, 12:42:52 AM
Thorgas listened intently to Kareesh's explanation about the people in the stable, until the elf produced a knife from her clothing and stabbed at the wooden post. The dwarf jumped backwards at the flash of steel and the sound of metal against the wooden column. He could tell by the lightning quick reflex of the woman that this is no ordinary elf. There might be some truth to Mallayn's accusations after all.

Although a little shaken by this sudden outburst, Thorgas managed to stay quiet. It was a lesson he have to learn, because conjurers such as himself rely on the stability of the mind to cast spells.

Then he felt something amiss in his surroundings. Being a fire mage himself, he and his fellow spellcasters were taught how to sense and manipulate fire ounia to fuel their incantations. For example, gathering fire ounia in an area tends to create a warm environment in its immediate vicinity. It is unnatural for the temperature to suddenly shift this quickly. If this is magic, then it isn't the type that he is familiar with. The fabled dwarven resistance to mind spells can be very useful, but he can feel himself growing calm. The mysterious spell caster is winning.

"Maybe what she says is true, maybe it isn't. But what does it matter? Zarkin isn't dead, any idiot can see that, but if you still don't believe me, then perhaps we can all stand around here gabbing until he wakes up. Lock me up until then, if you think it necessary. After all, according to her I'm here to kill everyone."

"Lock ye up? Perish the thought! Ye can't be givin' us yer coin if yer behind them iron bars. And long as ye don't cause any damage to the Kann and her patrons, 'tis fine by me."

Slowly but surely he can feel his mind slipping into a blissful, calm state. But he would have none of it. The dwarf can't even hear Ridgen talking -- he was concentrating on the people around him, trying to find this hidden mage. With one valiant but desperate effort he jolted himself free from this 'curse'. With a hoarse but loud voice, he snapped at the people around him.

"I.. Will.. NOT be toyed with!" Small sparks, barely visible, emanated from his fingertips. "Stop this at once! Or I'll call the dwarven guard!" He can't cast spells here, lest the people be frightened by this show of aggressive behavior, but he is determined to defend himself, and Buri, from these sinister people.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on September 11, 2011, 04:03:36 AM
James wandered towards the tavern. He had just wandered in from the coast where he had to beat a hasty retreat due to some unwanted attention. He adjusted his gloves to completely cover the seabird tattoo on the back of his hand that identified him as James Seabird the boy who had runaway from the pirate captain who owned him.

As he headed for the door he heard a great deal of bellowing and wailing coming from the stables. "Well that sounds much more interesting." He said to himself. He quickly ran to the door of the stables loosening the rope he wore as a sash, revealing it as a Hrkje whip, in case it was needed. He stood against the door and opened it a fraction to peer inside and see what the commotion was about.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on September 11, 2011, 05:09:08 PM
      As Salena ate her warm meal at the bar, watching everyone in the tavern, her mind wondered. Between the multi tastes that danced in her mouth, watching people talk and sing in the tavern, and noticed someone make their way outside, Salena was content. There was something about the gentleman that walked out intreging, maybe it was because the way he looked as if he heard something or because his ears were different. No matter the case Salena wanted to know where he was off to. She finished her meal and payed the barkeep and after a few moments followed the point eared man outside.

  She entered the cold fresh air, she noticed another gentleman by the stable doors. Nothing was special about this man but his gloves and what looked like a whip wrapped around him. He had the stable doors slightly open and appeared to be listening in on what was going on on the other side of the doors. She walked up to the man, tapped him on the shoulder while having her hand placed on her sword in case this man turned around is haste, and asked "Excuse me, may I ask what is so special out here? You seem to be interested in whatever your watching on the other side of thee doors. Instead of standing out here, maybe we should go in?


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on September 12, 2011, 02:21:35 AM
James jumped a ped at the touch of the strange woman's hand spinning in mid-air.
He quickly took in the hand on the sword and the gender of the person in front of him, both things scaring and intriguing him. "Excuse me, may I ask what is so special out here? You seem to be interested in whatever your watching on the other side of thee doors. Instead of standing out here, maybe we should go in? He stood for a moment pinned to the door unsure of how to respond. She didn't look like a bounty hunter but one could never tell, especially with a woman. James' mind ran through eight different options for escape but the woman was much too close. The 'safest' thing was probably to go inside and try and get a little distance. "I heard yelling." He said quickly "well screaming and shouting more accurately, I figured it was best to see the situation before charging in." Actually I was just spying. He thought. "If you think it best then please," he gestured to the door "Ladies first."


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on September 12, 2011, 10:10:17 AM
      The man in front of Salena jumped and turned around. The man looked scared and looked as if he was trying to decide what to do. Salena held her blad tightly as the man looked at her. The man in front of her explained that he was just trying to see what was going on inside. There was something off, as if he wasn't telling her the whole truth. He then opened the door more and gestured for Salena to go first.

   Salena looked at the man and said "Well no, I suggest we talk instead. What brings you to this area?" She needed to know more about this man before she would trust him to walk behind her in any situation.


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on September 12, 2011, 10:48:04 AM
James wasn't expecting this response. Good question, what would be a suitable answer? He decided to go with most of the truth since a lie was too complex to think of at the moment. "I was looking for a little respite from all running around that I have to do. Life gets too busy and I need a bit of a break from the coast. I'm a sailor." He explained. The running around part is fun and exciting, but I'm not always a huge fan of the busyness caused by pirates and bounty hunters that are hunting for me.

Time to turn the tables a bit. "What about you? How do I know you wont use that painfully obvious sword in your hand? What brings you here?"


Title: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on September 12, 2011, 02:23:27 PM
   Salena heard the response by the man, "Well, that seems like a good enough reason sir." It wasn't long til he turned the situation on her.  Salena pondered on telling him or not, or even if she would use her sword.

     "Well," Salena started, "I can give you my word I won't use my sword on you unless you give me a reason." Salena released her cramped hand from the smooth handle sword. "As for why I'm here, I'm looking for a loved one. I was hungry and restless from my travels and wondered onto this place." Salena stopped herself from talking before she gave this man too much information.

She needed to keep her gaurd up in case this man wasn't who he said he was. She lifted her hand in a gesture of a hand shake and added quickly, "My names Salena Smith. Yours kind sir?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on September 13, 2011, 05:52:36 AM
James was almost more suspicious of a peaceful woman and her word than of one holding a blade, but decided to give this woman the benefit of a doubt. Then the pretty young woman spoke of searching for a loved one, he wasn't sure what he had been thinking but felt a little disappointed just the same.

She confessed her name and he went through a quick mental checklist to see if that name matched with anyone he knew or had heard of. If she was a bounty hunter then she certainly kept a low profile.

He took her hand encasing it in a firm grip. "My name is James.." He paused for a second to try and think of a more suitable last name "..Gull. Pleased to meet you milady."  Am I supposed to kiss the hand? I've forgotten. Why can't land women come on a ship more often?


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on September 13, 2011, 08:28:01 AM
The Elf spoke first, but Kareesh didn't hear much he was saying. A sudden calmness came over her, causing her to drop her hands to her sides. Her eyes flickered towards him, wondering if this was his doing. It was just so.....strange.

Then the Dwarf said something about not being able to lock her up as they wouldn't be able to get any of her coin if that happened. Typical for a barkeep to say, yet not something she had ever actually heard before.

It was getting hard to focus on the task at hand, and this frustrated Kareesh, but it appeared there was nothing she could do. The rigidness which had hold over her body gave sway to the calmness in her mind and she began to relax. Something in the back of her mind was screaming at her not to do it, but it was swept away by the river of tranquility.

She was suddenly snapped out of this trance-like state by the sudden outburst of the Dwarf. "I.. Will.. NOT be toyed with! Stop this at once! Or I'll call the dwarven guard!"[/b

A look of confusion crossed her face. Who was toying with him? Was it this calmness he was referring to? Something caught her eye, but before she could see clearly what it was, it was gone. It looked like....sparks coming from his hands?

Falls and fells, she had come across one or more mages. She gritted her teeth together as she raised a hand towards her head, rubbing her temples slightly as a headache formed where the river once was. It appeared she had acted rightly in backing down, but now that he was clearly upset about something, the situation once again spiraled wildly out of her control....


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on September 13, 2011, 03:06:12 PM
     The man in front of Salena starred at her then shook her hand with a firm but some what gentle grip. "My names James," he paused for a moment as if wondering if he should give her his last name,"Gull" he continued. "Pleased to meet you mlady" he quickly added.
 
   "Pleased to meet you James. Now that we know eachothers names, and you appear to be no threat to me as have I to you, I hope, shall we make our way into the stables and see what all the commostion is about?" She replied back. Salena gave him a kind smile. Although what she said was true, she still didn't take her guard down completely. She needed to be ready in case anything, form this man or another, happened.

    Salena began to enter the stable while looking back at the handsome fellow. As she entered the stables the energy in the room changed. She felt calmer, more then usual, as if there were no worries in the world to her. She saw the man that she was trying to follow before hand and another gentleman on the ground. There were two other females in the room, one with ears like the man she was following. Plus there was a very short man, much like the ones running the tavern. She saw what looked like a dagger in one of the rough wooden posts and held onto her sword if she be needing it at all.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on September 13, 2011, 04:21:49 PM
"I.. Will.. NOT be toyed with! Stop this at once! Or I'll call the dwarven guard!"

The dwarf's shout - and surprising resistance - completely removed any influence Ridgen had on the dwarf's mental state. It never occurred to him that the dwarf would be a mage as well. The shout seemed to affect the elfess as well, which meant that whatever plans Ridgen had in mind was completely shattered. Only the human was under his influence now, and nobody knows how long THAT will last. The only logical thing to do now was get the truth out of the woman before the spell wore off, or appear just as dazed as the rest.

"Sir dwarf... please calm down, nobody is toying with you," Ridgen said in a futile attempt to calm the dwarf down. Then he heard the two people yammering away behind the stable door who sound like they could come in at any- Oh, here's one. This one was another female human, with a hand on her sword. There was another person still behind the door, too, so maybe...

Ridgen turned to the woman who just entered the stables.

"Why, hello there. I was wondering when you would've come out and introduced yourselves. You two were rather noisy behind that door, to be honest," then he turned towards the door. "James, was it? Please show yourself. Being eavesdropped on is a bit unnerving for me, I'm afraid."

The elf turned back to the rest of the group. One of them might have figured it out by now - that's bad. He seriously didn't expect his plan to backfire like this. He cast his gaze over to the only one still under his influence, the girl, and did the only thing he could do. In the most soothing tone he could tune his voice into, Ridgen said, "Erm... Hello? Can you help us please? We need to know what you've heard in this place. Tell us exactly what happened... Anything could be very, very important."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on September 14, 2011, 08:23:38 AM
James heard the call of the fellow with obnoxiously good hearing. There would be no good way to enter this stable with an introduction like that. He would look like a troublesome child caught in the act.

James walked in defiantly looking at the man who called him in. He wasn't hard to identify; the only other folk he could see were either unconscious, a dwarf, or a woman near unconsciousness. He quickly took in the situation, the area, and the escape routes.

Eager to get back at the man he said "Only those who have something to hide are worried about eavesdroppers."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on September 14, 2011, 07:06:50 PM
Ridgen was acting like nothing has happened. Or was he deliberately ignoring everything? While he never liked elves before, he found tolerating this one quite hard. Goodness, it's like talking to a child! Although he believed his people's stories about all knife-ears having strange behaviors, this one now proves everything they said were not just myths born out of distrust.

"No no no no NO!" Thorgas snapped back at Ridgen. "Someone dabbled with enchantments awhile back. I felt it's snaky tendrils creeping into my mind. I would know who and I would know why!"

And while the elf was busy ignoring everything around him, two more tallfolks barged in the stables. Green eyes now glared with suspicion at the man and the woman standing at the stable doors. Were they the ones casting the malicious spell earlier?

"Only those who have something to hide are worried about eavesdroppers."

Thorgas quickly turned his head to the one who spoke the words. Finally, someone with enough wisdom in his head and far less air. But wait, this one's got the look of a child as well! Thorgas had no time to think about such things now; what he said made him realize something.

Something to hide... He thought. The dwarf grasped his runed staff with both hands and eyed Ridgen with distrust. Was he the mage, and what does he intend to do?


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on September 15, 2011, 05:27:25 AM
"No no no no NO! Someone dabbled with enchantments awhile back. I felt it's snaky tendrils creeping into my mind. I would know who and I would know why!"

That wasn't surprising. Although THIS reply from the boy who had just come in WAS.

"Only those who have something to hide are worried about eavesdroppers."

Well... This might complicate things. That last comment just made Ridgen seem much more suspicious. His next move should be carefully thought-out. But of course, Ridgen being Ridgen, he didn't think things through. "I'm sorry to spoil your moment here, but I have absolutely nothing to hide. Although," the elf seems to ponder the situation for a moment, "These people here seem to. Me being me I want to know what's happening. I'm pretty sure you do too, but knowing what's happening here, with the addition of another two people, things will be a little more complicated."

Then a thought hit him that should've hit him ages ago - maybe if magic can be used to wake up the man Zarkin, things can be cleared up? First, though, he'll have to wait for the girl's side of the story. Again, the elf turned back to the only one left under his influence. Again, he prompted in a soothing voice, "Can you tell us what's happened here, what you've heard? It'd help us out a lot."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on September 23, 2011, 10:27:19 PM
Mallayn

Fighting? Are they going to fight? Mallayn shuddered. What If she was caught in it? Although the threat of combat hangs heavily in the air, Mallayn found herself slowly growing serene. It's as if there is nothing in this world that could absolutely go wrong.

"Can you tell us what's happened here, what you've heard? It'd help us out a lot."

"I -- I don't know what happened. But I heard something about assassins. And uhm.. assassins..." Her voice trailed off and the words almost became a blur as the spell took its toll on her. She felt like walking towards the bales of hay in the stables and just lie there. Maybe even count the straws. This feeling of having no concern whatsoever is great.

Then without due regard to the tension in the room, Mallayn calmly walked over to one of the hay bales and lay down on it, unconsciously twirling a stalk of dried grass.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on September 25, 2011, 05:55:42 PM
"I -- I don't know what happened. But I heard something about assassins. And uhm.. assassins..." the seemingly confused Mallayn said, and... proceeded to... relax.

This was a rather interesting turn of events. It was time to do something either completely stupid or completely unexpected, or both.

"Okay, before I start, I want to assure you all that I am by no means hostile. That strange feeling of safeness and/or serenity you felt earlier? I did that. And I should apologise for doing so, because, apparently, it just made you angrier. I'm pretty sure I made a mistake in there somewhere," the elf said with a laugh. "Right, my intentions? To figure out what happened here before I came. I saw the girl in a state of panic and you, madam elf, radiating anger, and decided that you all should calm down a bit more. Which is why you all experienced the feeling you just did. Now what I actually meant to do, was this."

After that statement, Ridgen increased the level of influence that serenity had in the water Ounia present in Thorgas and Kareesh. This time, though, the increase was smaller, and he also increased the influence of clarity - this should result in the two people feeling calmer and thinking clearer than before.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on September 26, 2011, 04:11:05 AM
James watched as the elf he had accused turned and focused his attention on the girl and calmly spoke a midst all the chaos and shouting. Then the girl slowly seemed to lose all grasp of the world around her. Had he drugged her? Pricked her with some needle? The elf went on to explain that he had calmed her down to the point of oblivion. "What I actually meant to do, was this."

"Not likely!" At this James quickly took of his Hrkje Whip and launched one end towards Ridgens legs and the other towards his arms, in order to stop him from attacking anyone else.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on September 26, 2011, 08:16:37 AM
The words "Not likely!" and a whip... well, whipped through the air to find their way towards Ridgen. Rather un-instinctively, the elf stood still and let the rope do its work, deciding to instead just keep focusing on the spell.

He visibly blinked and opened his mouth to speak again. "Did you not hear me when I said 'I'm not hostile'? Seriously. If I was trying to hurt you, James, you would have lost all sense of sanity by now. I can cast magic, remember? Now uhm... if you could please get this thing off me, that'd be great."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on September 26, 2011, 10:48:54 AM
  As Salena stands gripping the hndle of her sword she listens to Rigen tell his side of thing but as soon as he's done speaking she notice James charge his whip at the man.

  "James, that is enough! There doesn't seem to be violence except for whoever threw the dagger in the post. And as for that no one has tried to claim it. Now please unravel your whip from the man before you start something you can not finish." Salena states while walking to James. She seems to be looking at only James but she has marked in her mind where everyone is.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on October 01, 2011, 10:15:52 PM
"Aye, not bloody likely!" Thorgas growled at the hydromancer. He nodded thank you to James for his timely intervention. As one of the keepers of this establishment, he and the others would never allow anyone to hurt the patrons or even act aggressively, even though Ridgen claims he is not hostile. It's absurd, Thorgas thought. Why claim neutrality with an act of hostility? And with magic, nonetheless! Either he is ignorant of the dwarves' distrust against magic or he really is too ogre-brained to grasp the obvious.

It also occurred to him that the caster is apparently not getting the subliminal messages being sent to him by all the activities in the stables, or at least that is what he thought. Seriously, how dense can this elf get? Why meddle in affairs that he is not part of in the first place and why use magic to control people's minds? Even Thorgas, whose original intent was to just feed his pet pig, became entangled in this dispute, and now his patience is slowly being strained. It took nearly all his self control not to hurl a flaming bolt of death towards the caster and then beat the charred remains afterwards for sheer obstinacy.

"Ye claim to be neutral but act in a manner not consistent with yer words, knife-ear. The use o' magic in diplomacy is not a sign o' peace an' it's frowned upon by the dwarves in this city." Thorgas' voice hinted a little sorrow at the last few words, but held his aggressive demeanor. I damn well know.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 02, 2011, 06:50:07 AM
"Ye claim to be neutral but act in a manner not consistent with yer words, knife-ear. The use o' magic in diplomacy is not a sign o' peace an' is frowned upon by the dwarves of the city."

Aww, shizzles, the spell fizzled. Then again, most of the many different fizzle cases for Ridgen ended up in catastrophe - mainly catastrophe for the target, but that's not important. This dwarf looks angry.

"Okay first of all, these ears are not sharp. I know they look sharp but they aren't, and it gets pretty annoying when people say that, even if it is said figuratively. Second of all, let me get out of this rope-thing and I'll explain the situation here," the elf said. The dwarf clearly didn't like him, was obviously a mage (the sparks at the end of his resistance to Ridgen's spells were a big giveaway) and seems to find comfort in his staff/stick thingy (well, he IS gripping it pretty harshly. Ridgy wonders why it hasn't broken yet). So then, Ridgen's next course of action should be equally stupid - just for kicks. To James, he said, "Sorry 'bout this, boy. I'll buy you a new one later," before switching his concentration onto the physical properties of water in the air around him. He picked out the property of coldness, and increased its influence within the water ounia in the air around him - this effectively weakens the rope.

"Lesson in reality 1: What happens to rope and other elastics when it gets cold? Care to take a guess?

"It weakens."

And with that, Ridgen snapped the rope binding him, and danced over to where Thorgas was standing - who was still visibly holding that stick. Or staff. Or whatever. And began to uhm... circle him in a flamboyant manner.
"Okay, I know you want to just kill me off with your fire right now, but please, just hear me out - nice stick thingy you've got there, by the way, looks really fancy. Just uhm... try not to grip it so tightly, I'm afraid it might break, and that'd be a waste of valuable wood," the elf remarked. "Okay where was I? Oh, right. Explaining myself. Call it naivety or whatever, but I'm rather ignorant of your ways - and those of the humans... and the hobbits... the elves... the rest of the sentient beings, that sort of stuff. I apologise for that, as it may have been the source of all our problems here. No, I didn't know that dwarves distrusted magic - especially not since you are a magician yourself, master dwarf. I guess you must be an exception or something. Or not.

"As I said, my ignorance is to blame for my actions. My apologies."
Ridgen poked Thorgas's staff once before dancing off in James's direction. "Sorry about your rope-thing, boy. Here's a little something extra to pay what I owe," and the elf dropped five haks into the boy's hand, as compensation. "Hope that's enough. So uhm... Mr. Dwarf? Is there anything else you wish to clear up?"
The last two sentences, of course, were said rather loudly. Annoyingly. And surprisingly, friendly-ly.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 02, 2011, 07:12:55 AM
James looked from the money forced into his hands to the crazy little mage who had just ruined his Hrkje whip and done some bizarre little jig around the dwarf words pouring from his mouth like a breached hull.

"He's gone insane." James muttered to himself. 'Or he's setting up for some other sort of devilry.' He thought. James didn't mind mages on the whole, just so long as they didn't use their abilities to hurt or steal from people. It wasn't fair that way. With normal thieves or bandits you can protect yourself but how are you supposed to deflect a concentrated beam of light from going through your skull?

James quickly stepped in front of Selena hoping to protect as many people as possible from being hurt by the elf's crazy spells. He whispered over his shoulder while keeping his eyes on Ridgen. "Get back behind one of the stall walls and take cover, I'll be right behind you." He looked around searching for something to use to knock out the crazed wizard quickly.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 02, 2011, 07:32:45 AM
At this point, Ridgen withdrew a cookie from his pocket - one of the ones he's bought from the Kann earlier. Then proceeded to address the crowd that seems to be staring at him in bewliderness. "What? I'm hungry. By the way, James, you might want to stop looking around for a weapon. Something might get knocked over and bring one of your fears to life." Ridgen pointed at the torch hanging from a wall, burning brightly. He's seen James subconsciously avoid that. This aversion normally means fear - which is what he can take advantage of. Although he is reluctant to use that. "I'm not trying to hurt you. Look, I'm going to sit down, but I will not hesitate to retaliate if you attack me."

Ridgen, as he said, proceeded to sit down, his eyes alight with amusement - and bit into the cookie.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on October 02, 2011, 10:24:17 AM
There was that calming sea again. It annoyed Kareesh. She didn't want to be calmed down. In fact, more than anything, she wanted to cut something with her dagger. She wanted a job. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts, strands of hair falling into her face, concealing her expression. When she looked up again, a face appearing to be of stone appeared. Her expression was terribly hard to read, but the anger and annoyance in her eyes was easier to discern.

Kareesh couldn't tell if the dancing Elf was actually crazy or not. She had seen many people in her profession feign madness to get close to a target. Slowly, with the attention of the others fixed upon the events happening on the other side of the stables, Kareesh stepped forward and wrenched her dagger out of the wooden post.

Her eyes still focused on the others, she lightly ran a finger across the blade, making sure that it wasn't damaged by the hard wood. Nothing major caught her attention, and she was satisfied that it would do her well in a fight, should it come to it.

Oh how she wanted to silence the silly fool, but that would not look good. Also, what money could be made off killing an annoying mage. Her sognastheen eyes narrowed as she pondered what to do. Her patience was running out and she feared she would do something rash if the situation didn't resolve itself soon.

Her fingers tightened around the handle of the dagger, preparing herself for anything that would come next. Her main concern was the Elf. He didn't seem to care about the danger he was putting himself into. She wearily kept an eye on the Dwarf. To her eyes, it seemed as though he was willing to risk life and limb to protect the stables and the tavern. She knew almost nothing about the two new-comers, but they both seemed able to hold themselves in a fight.

Not wanting to attract any attention to herself, Kareesh stayed quiet, wondering if after the mage was taken care of if she could slip out of the stables unnoticed. Perhaps hide in one of the stalls for a while. All the options ran through her head as she assessed the situation.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 02, 2011, 11:18:39 AM
Ridgen surveyed the room - and smiled. He liked what he saw - now that almost everyone bought his crazy, homicidal magician act, fun was ensured to follow. The elf let out a barely audible sigh at this prospect, though. The things that boredom can make him do. Risking his life for fun - Belle and Lina would shake their heads at this prospect - they would never approve. Then again, it WAS fun. At his expense. Maybe next time he should try a different act. Oh, and the elfess had taken her dagger out of one of the pillars.

"Something, something sat on a wall.
Something random had a great fall.
All the king's somethings and all the king's... men?
Couldn't put anything together again.

"I'm bored. How about we play a game?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 03, 2011, 06:37:05 AM
James flinched at the reference Ridgen made and took note of the shifting positions around the room. 'Does this man read minds as well as ruin equipment?' James unconsciously adjusted the gloves on his hands, further covering the tattoo on his hands. Then James watched as the nut sat down, threatened him, and began singing bizarre little rhymes.

Then he offered to play a game.

James head began to buzz with even more adrenaline. To play a game with a crazed mage? Probably foolish, but what other way was there out of this situation. No sane person would step forward, but he was just crazy enough to try. A plan started to form in his mind. He stepped forward and called out loudly and clearly "I'll play your game. However if I win, you will let everyone here go. Without using anymore of your magic." James looked directly into the elf's eyes trying to find any signs of sanity, honesty, or fair play. After being raised by Pirates, James was excellent at finding a tell, and now he would use his skills from the disreputable to help these people.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 03, 2011, 01:23:57 PM
"I'll play your game. However if I win, you will let everyone here go. Without using anymore of your magic."

Well, this was going to be interesting. Ridgen, taking another bite out of the cookie in his hand, decided on a peculiar course of action - just for kicks, of course. Putting on an act of being possessed, Ridgen cackled, and said in a demonic voice, "Oh, I won't just let you ALL go. I'll be nice for once and let this idiot go as well," pointing straight at himself. Then, he proceeded to put on a look of surprise, and said, "Don't look at me like that, you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about. This guy..." he points at himself again, "is possessed. Stupid little fool didn't know what he was getting into when he met me. Naturally, I took over his body. So if you win this game, I'll let this guy go, and the rest of you, too. Capeesh?" Ridgen said, his irises now so white they're invisible. Of course, this was just an act - but no-one's going to know that. "Although... If I win... I'll take over YOUR body instead. Will you take your chances, boy?"

Now THIS is going to be very interesting. The elf popped the rest of the cookie in his mouth and pondered what sort of game could be played right here, right now. Of course, it should be able to simulate danger - that's what makes it fun - but it should stay along the lines of the golden rule of having fun this way: No-one but Ridgen is to be harmed during the proceedings - otherwise it'd be not-fun and... well, that's not what he's looking for here. As the seconds ticked by, one last hysterical thought went through the (amused) elf's mind: Hey... Thorgas's staff is made of iron, not wood >.>


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on October 03, 2011, 11:28:50 PM
First the insane dancing, and now a game? It's official, Thorgas decided. That elf is crazy and should be kept away from the the patrons, the tavern, and most especially his pig. He considered throwing him out of the establishment, with force if it needed be. But his coin is as good as anyone else's. And he paid five haks to the other weird tallfolk as well. Generous people like that are a good source of income, provided one can ignore their eccentricity.

"I doon't know what ye got on yer mind, knife-ear," he preferred to ignore Ridgen's lecture on the nickname. "But I have 'nuff o' yer antics. Come, Buri!" The dwarf called to his pig. "Methinks this place not safe fer ye anymore."

A rather large woolly boar emerged from the hay bale where Mallayn was lying and promptly shoved the woman to the ground. The pig shook his flanks to rid himself of the straw caught on his legs, and snorting loudly at the woman, followed the dwarf. Now at last he can feed his pet in peace behind the tavern, and he can help the others prepare for Brokden. He'd wasted enough time playing with the people here.

"And fer the record, elf, I'm no magicker. Hmph, whatever gave you that idea.." Thorgas said as he and his pig made their way towards the stable doors. Blasted elf shaming him in front of other people. Good thing no dwarves were nearby to hear that one.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Buri on October 05, 2011, 02:03:04 AM
"Come, Buri. Methinks this place not safe fer ye anymore."

Although the pig did not understand every word that the dwarf said, the word 'Buri' was enough to jerk him from his comfortable sleep. The hay had been rather heavy today, and he was having a hard time in getting out from underneath his makeshift blanket. The caves are not to his liking, what with the dim light and musky smell, but the comfortable sound of Thorgas' voice was enough to make him delve into the dwarven city. It was the only voice he trust, it and no other.

Little by little he managed to get out from under the straws, only to see that there was a human lying down on top of him. She must have enjoyed the soft fat that serves as a cushion. She wasn't making any effort to at least get off of him, and Buri was quickly losing patience.

"SNORT"

The boar used his brute strength and lifted Mallayn a few nailsbreadths off the floor before tossing her to the side, next to the pile of horse dung. Then without due regard to the people around him, he followed Thorgas towards the door, but stopped short near James and Selena. He sniffed their clothing, trying to locate something. Usually when he does this ,there is, or was, food nearby. And he wasn't going until he got some of it.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 05, 2011, 11:33:56 AM
James watched with mounting trepidation as the strange elf revealed himself to be not only a troublemaker but also one possessed by a dark spirit. James had heard of things like this and fear numbed him to the bone as he thought upon the stories he had heard. Young people who disappeared and were said to have been taken by spirits, most turned up a town over having run off with a lover or run to some drink, but if the story came up so often there must be some truth. Right?

Along with those stories came the older myths, of how the clever out witted the demons and were granted a boon of some sort. Even if that wasn't true, those were the stories that lasted through the ages, weren't they?

James sent up a silent prayer to Baveras, begging for her protection of his soul. Then as if things weren't bad enough, a large beast came out of one of the stables and began to sniff him. It resembled some of the swine found in the ports James had stopped in but never anything as large as the beast before him. 'It must be possessed by demons as well.'

James struggled to keep his composure, if the demons could read thoughts it wouldn't matter, but just in case they could it was best they couldn't read his thoughts on his face. James closed his eyes and made his face go dead of all expression, ceasing upon his persona of one who had seen everything. He opened his eyes and put forth an unimpressed face.

"What? Is this part of your game? I haven't even agreed yet. However, I like my odds and I accept your terms. Let these people leave first, they play no role in the deal. I believe it was my body exclusively that you agreed to. Stupid choice I'm afraid, even if you take over my mind, you will have to destroy me completely, for I will never stop fighting you to regain what is mine. How are we to compete?"

James thought to himself somewhat ironically 'Wait a second, I don't legally own my body anyway. Oh well, I've come this far to steal and own myself, I'm not giving up now.'

 


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 05, 2011, 01:35:17 PM
"Very well. Unless there are those who wish to take part and help  this poor man here?" Ridgen said in a jester-like voice, looking around at everyone. "Be warned, though, as by playing this game, you might face your greatest fear." Ridgen felt a throbbing headache that had been bothering him for the past few minutes. Good, at least now, his mind was clear enough to make up a game on the spot. It was time to stop stalling.

The elf jumped up in a flamboyant manner, spinning around one way before suddenly stopping dead, and acted like he was in pain, the black of his irises suddenly very, very, visible. This is going to shake things up a bit, the elf thought, grinning inwardly. "Get OUT of my head you little..." and following that comment, an impressive string of curses came out of the elf's mouth, but in a voice different to the one he used before. Far deeper. Far less annoying. Sounds sensible, even, if not for the curses. He now had his hands held against the sides of his head, acting as if he was trying to get something out. His eyes were back to their original colour - a metallic silver, which quickly was clouded up by white again as the elf reverted to the demonic persona he had adopted. In the midst of that chaos, a cookie had dropped to the floor, fallen from the elf's pocket.

"So sorry about that. My host tends to be very annoying at times." Ridgen said again. He was amused. And excited to see what these people's reactions would be when he revealed what he had in store for them. "Where was I? Oh, right. The game I have in mind would of course, be easier... Not to mention more fun, if we had more players. Any of you ladies care to try and help this man? This elf, too. Not that you'll win, of course." Ridgen said again, in that demonic/jester-like voice.

In the middle of all that, Ridgen's irises were visibly white. He had taken note of the position of everything he could see in the room.

And the cookie is still on the floor.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on October 05, 2011, 02:45:51 PM
     Everything was happening so fast around Salena. One minute she was standing in front of James and the next he was guarding her. "The tip eared man? Is he insane or drank too much ale by any chance," Salena thought to herself. The man was dancing around the short stumby man and then was sitting eating a cookie.

At first, Salena didn't make out what the pointed eared man said for she was distracted by what looked like a very large pig sniffing her. She noticed James face change when this animal of some sort sniffed him but she ignored him for the time being. Salena knelt on one knee against the hard dirty wooden floor and pulled out some bread from her bag. "Here boy, this what you want?" As she put her hand out to the pig.

Suddenly her attention was drawn back to sharped eared man and James. The man was asking about a game or talking about one. Looked like he was getting up as if someone had pushed him on his backside.  Salena didn't know what was going on but was prepared if she needed to be. Salena whirled around James and replied, "Yes, I'll play your game but remember a woman with always out smart a fool who claims to be a man.". Salena then turned her head and flipped her long dark hair to give James a wink as if she had something up her sleeve.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Buri on October 06, 2011, 01:01:46 PM
Buri happily accepted the bread Salena handed to him. Sniffing it first, rolling it around the ground, playfully nibbling at the sides and then finally gobbling it up. He squealed with delight as a sign of thanks, then followed his daddy towards the stable door.

His moment of happiness ended when the Ridgen started yelling and cursing in a loud voice. He trotted as quickly as he could towards Thorgas and stood at his side, lowering the impressive tusks he possesses at the direction of the elf. He stomped his feet defiantly and took a defensive position, like those of a sow defending its young. Buri glared at the elf, ready to charge should he attack.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on October 06, 2011, 01:21:26 PM
"Buri!" Thorgas snapped at the boar. "What did I told ye aboot strangers?" Then he turned towards the woman and apologized. "Sorry aboot that, lass. Me pig will eat yer food if ye don't guard it..." He stopped short in his futile attempt to apologize. The woman wasn't listening anyway; She was busy with the insane elf.

The elf. The annoying elf that managed to get on Thorgas' nerves with his child-like antics and jester-like mannerisms. Even his pig thinks the elf is pestering.

"Right, we be going now. Wait what?"

Possession? Could such a thing exist? Growing up in Ximax, he never learned to believe in spirits or deities or some other higher being. Unlike others of his clan, he'd rather trust his scholarly research rather than the myths his people tell. Even the religion of the dwarves was lost to him, preferring to 'believe' in them for the sake of his people. Reluctantly he postponed his intended work of preparing for Brokden and stared at the elf. He looked as foolish as he did earlier. Or perhaps that was the 'spirit's' doing? A part of him wants to leave him alone with his demented gibberish, then he remembered the haks he gave James. Maybe he'll reward the dwarf with as much money if he could bring Ridgen to the community healer! There they could play his game without disturbing all these paying customers, plus he'd get paid, hopefully, for his services.

"Oy there, knife-ear, whut ye talkin' aboot?" Thorgas spoke, trying to hide any evidence of greed in his so called 'kindness'. "Ye feeling unwell?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 08, 2011, 09:12:36 AM
James mentally pleaded with these people. 'Don't do it! Don't you have any sense? I was helping you get out of here!'

After a moment of mental protest he sighed inwardly. He looked at the girl who winked at him. 'Oh well, I guess I don't have a choice. I hope you know what your doing.'

He turned to Ridgen. "We have your players, now whats the game? Or am I wasting my time here?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 08, 2011, 08:07:37 PM
After hearing Saleena's agreement to play, James's demand and Thorgas's (seemingly) kind comment - which is a change from what comments he's delivered before, which is weird and puts Ridgy on edge. The elf decided to do the following.

"I'm fine, thanks for your concern, mr. dwarf. Not sure about mr. elf here, my host. He doesn-" Ridgen began in that annoying, demonic-jesterly-high-pitched voice. Then he proceeded to let the natural silver of his eyes flash back into visibility, and, using the more sensible, deeper and very not-demonic voice, said, "No, no I'm not okay. Can't do anything about it, I'm afraid, unless one of you knows how to- argh!" and after that, let his eyes fade back to white. Resuming in a high-pitched jester-like voice, he assumed the act of being possessed yet again. "Sorry about that. My host can be a total nuisance sometimes. Okay, we're going to play a simple board game here."

Ridgen drew the 'board' on the ground. A bizzare spiral that ran clockwise, composed of 156 steps. The goal to be reached is a big circle on the centre of the board, and there are a handful of extra marks down on certain squares on the board. The elf procured a die from his coat pocket, as well as a san, a copperbard and a silverbard coin. "The game is simple. These coins act as our counters. The san represents James, the copperbard represents the young lady and the silverbard represents myself. We shall each take turns to roll the die and our counter moves closer to the goal according to the number on the surface of the die. Whoever gets to the goal first, wins. But there are a number of catches. Catch 1: should any of you land on the same square as I do, you will have to find one of the five aquamarine stones I have scattered around the room while you're all busy 'listening' to me within a set amount of time - say, 180 blinks. Fail and you return to the starting point. Catch 2: If you land on any of the marked squares, and that includes me, too, you have to do a dare. If you fail, you must return to the starting point. Catch 3: if any of you win, I leave this guy and the rest of you alone. If I win, whoever is last, I will possess," the elf explains. As he did so, he was walking around the room, dropping off a stone in one of the horse stalls, behind a torch, a particularly large crevice in the wood where a dagger had once struck it, on the floor (under the straw) and under his foot as he sat down in front of the board drawn in the dust.

"Best of luck to you all. Let the game begin, and, by all means, remember this body is not my own. You might end up killing a poor little elf if you're not careful."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on October 09, 2011, 09:12:54 AM
Kareesh was frustrated. She had better things to do with her time than play a silly little game with a crazed Elf. She didn't believe in possession. She was one to believe what she could see with her own eyes, and she had never seen anything before which would make her believe in spirits possessing someone's body.

Her eyes narrowed as she watched him make a board throughout the stables. She thought she would just follow the Dwarf out the door, but he seemed to hesitate and seem interested in the game. She only vaguely listened as the Elf explained his game.

With a swift motion, she replaced her dagger back within its sheath. A small wave of her hand signaled her desire to leave.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to leave now. As much as it would have been....entertaining....to stay and watch, but it would seem that my presence is no longer needed."

With that, she headed towards the door, silently excused herself past the two humans, the Dwarf, and the pig, and pushed open the door. She paused for a moment, almost as if she were expecting someone to stop her.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 09, 2011, 01:29:22 PM
James from the demon/elf to the woman walking out to the man still lying unconscious in the room."What about him? Or her for that matter?" He gestured to Mallayn. "We cant just leave them there."

He turned to Ridgen, "A board game, really? Is that the best you can come up with?"

James was starting to wonder if this demon was a proper demon at all. Didn't they normally ask riddles or ask for seemingly impossible tasks to be done? Something rigged towards the demon. Why a board game? Isn't that rather pathetic?


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 09, 2011, 02:09:21 PM
"Very well, if you insist, it will be a game of dares. These tasks I request of you are by no means life-endangering - I need your body intact. But they won't be easy. Scrap the board game, then." Ridgen took back the assorted items he had taken out. "Here's how our game works. I shall start, and give you a dare. If you refuse to do the dare, you may request to answer a riddle instead, or fight me. Should the riddle be answered incorrectly, or the dare fail to be executed, or you fall to me in battle, you're out. If both of you get knocked out, I win, and I shall take over James's body. If I get knocked out, I will leave everyone here alone, including this fool of a host I have here. Remember, though, that if you choose to fight me, I will not suffer - the elf will. The turn rotation will go as ordered - James, myself, Salena, myself, James, myself, and so on. Are you ready to play?"

This will be more amusing. Why did he even bother thinking of a twisted version of a children's game, anyway? No matter. At least the board will serve a purpose or two, in case any one of them wish to fight or play a game of riddles instead. We'll see how James reacts to this.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on October 09, 2011, 09:32:00 PM
Ah well, it was worth a try. Thorgas shrugged. It seems he won't be getting any coins from the insane elf. He motioned for Buri to follow him, then he remembered that Zarkin and Mallayn are still in the stables. Although he's perfectly fine with the others risking their lives ro play with a crazy knife-ear, he couldn't afford to have those two to be involved since they're innocent, so to speak, and the dwarf needs their coin. With a sigh Thorgas trudged to their location, stopping at Zarkin's first. He'll come back for Mallayn later. With a tremendous effort the dwarf tried hoisting the human onto his back, but Zarkin won't budge; his weight is too much for the aging pyromancer and he is getting impatient.

Without thinking of the consequence of his actions, Thorgas pushed Zarkin, causing the human to fall face first to the ground. He won't be feeling that one since he's drunk anyway. Then Thorgas lifted the feet and pulled Zarkin towards the door, the tallfolk's face dragging along the ground.

"Too.. Damn.. Heavy!" Thorgas groaned as he pulled the human towards the stables doors. Zarkin's face occasionally landed on dung piles, to the delight of the sorcerer. "I'll just tell 'im Hragnur or Galein did it. Or probably not, since he won't remember a sodding thing by the time he wakes up," Thorgas reassured Buri. The boar, without showing the least amount of concern, was trotting alongside the dwarf with a lively gait.

The dwarf slowly passed by Kareesh, too bothered by the load to notice her presence. By the ancestors, he shouldn't be doing physical labor in the first place! I'm a tier six sorcerer, not a dock worker! He complained silently. Then he complained loudly to no one in particular, "By Jynee's tits, human! Why do ye have to grow so heavy?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 10, 2011, 02:19:58 AM
That was more like it, less dreary chance and more of a competition. A dare, a riddle, or combat. Those were fun options, James would rather have them than some dice which would show you favor one day and spite you the next. The devils dice may skip the favor part.

Giving a sidelong glance to Selena still hoping she knew what she was in for he declared, rather loudly "I have one last thing to ask. Who determines your dare? Or your riddle? Other than that I accept your game and your terms."

He looked over at the struggling dwarf and the dung-faced man. 'I can't really help him now. The devil probably wouldn't let me go. Oh well, he's making plenty of progress on his own'


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Santhos Avathcin on October 10, 2011, 02:35:07 AM
Santhos walked towards the inn shivering a bit from the weather. He looked at the warm bulge in his shirt on his shoulder. "Its so good to be around dwarves again. Its been much too long. I'll be able to speak my normal language for once!"

Santhos turned when he heard a shout of frustration with a heavy Thergerim accent. He saw, of course, a dwarf that was lugging another man, clearly drunk rather unceremoniously from the stables.

Santhos walked over to lend a helping hand. "I got him kinsman, just spare this mans face from further immersion in the dung will you?" He called out good-naturedly. He picked up the unfortunate fellow easily and through him over his shoulder, careful not to crush Melody, the Ximaxian rat he kept.

Then he heard some call of a challenge plus some speak of riddles and dares. 'That sounds entertaining' he thought. He poked his head through the door to see what was going on.

(The Speech in bold is said in Thergerim with no accent, as Thergerim is Santhos' native language.)


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 10, 2011, 03:07:06 PM
"The dares and riddles will be given by whoever's turn it was last. That means, both your riddles and dares will be given by myself and vice versa. The dare MUST meet the following criteria: it should be able to be completed within the premises of the Kann. It should not endanger anyone but the daree. And lastly, it should, of course, be possible. Does that answer your question?" Ridgen explained, in that annoying, high-pitched voice. Then he noticed someone - an elf, by the looks of him - poking his head 'round the door. "Why, hello, there! We were about to play a game. Are you interested?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on October 10, 2011, 10:37:33 PM
This excessive pulling has to stop, one way or another. The old bones won't be able to handle much more of the pressure. Well actually it can, Thorgas just doesn't want to do any work that requires lifting heavy objects. Then like a prayer answered, his load became lighter; someone took pity on the dwarf and lent him a helping hand.

A man called out cheerfully. "I got him kinsman, just spare this man's face from further immersion in the dung will you?" he lifted Zarkin on his back, but turned around and peeked inside the stables instead of going straight to the Kann.

Thorgas stared at the man closely. He seemed familiar, but what bothered him most was the way he addressed him. "Kinsman", he thought. How can one as large and tall as this one be a kin to him? He had never heard of dwarves adopting a tall-folk child except for those who went topside. And the way he spoke ThergerimTaal fluently! Either he was raised by the mountain-folks, or he's an overgrown dwarf. This man must be worth knowing indeed if he took the time to study their language.

"Ye better stay out o' them stables if ye know whut's good fer ye," Thorgas warned the visitor. "There's a crazy knife-ear in there. Oh, if ye doon't mind, can ye bring that tall-folk towards the entrance o' the inn? Methinks I can drag him up the stairs from there. There's another tall-folk inside that be needin' to go upstairs an' I need to work fast." Zarkin will be sore in the morning, but he can't very well ask the guest to carry him upstairs; that would be too much.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Santhos Avathcin on October 11, 2011, 10:18:30 AM
Santhos listened to the petition of the elf in the room, and to that of the dwarf. Thinking of the old dwarven dislike for elves that he often suffered himself, he smiled at the elf and said in slightly accented Tharian "I would be delighted, though I have to take care of this man for a moment. Save me a riddle though! I'll be back."

Calling behind him so as to not accidentally hit the mans head in the turn within the doorway he called. "You said there was another one? Where is this person? I can take them too." He walked into the stables in order to gain room to turn.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on October 12, 2011, 11:11:58 PM
"Aye, she be right o'er there, where me pig usually sleeps." The dwarf followed the half-elf inside and pointed towards the location, a snug corner of the stables filled with hay and a couple of troughs for food and water. There are shelves above the sleeping area where herbal ointments and medicines are stored, in case Buri got an upset stomach, as well as a brown cloth bag nearly filled with sulcho mushrooms. Mushroom sniffing is Buri's specialty, often allowing Thorgas to earn a little coin for selling the rare ones he finds.

"Do what ye will with the knife-ear, chingu." Thorgas said with a yawn. Being concerned with other people is not something he's known for. For him, being concerned for other people's well being is like asking for problems to come knocking on your door, and it is not something that he wants. He would open the said door though, if that problem came bearing sacks of coins or brilliant jewels. "But doon't say I didn't warn ye. T'will be a shame if the Kann would lose a customer, especially them big payers. Further more if it be a patron with a ThergerimEron's tongue."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 17, 2011, 12:38:23 PM
James watched in trepidation as another tall elf/man came into the stables. But then the man began speaking dwarvish! 'I must have gone insane. Nothing makes sense anymore.' James looked at Ridgen as he made his offer to the newcomer, 'Was this a trick? Did they actually know each other and work together? Was this a trick of Ridgen? Or was this a possible ally? Some friendly dwarfmanelf?' Too many possibilities to be considered. Best to make sure this playing field was level.

"If you do decide to play, sir, then you must abide by the same rules as us all. Any rounds that you miss while you are taking care of the patrons you will make up when you return. Anyone disagree?"

He looked around, challenging anyone to deny this as fair.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Santhos Avathcin on October 18, 2011, 11:28:28 AM
Santhos listened to all the talk flung around him, from the dwarf and the small human looking wary and suspicious. He decided that there was no immediate danger and if push came to shove the elf and others around him would not pose too much of a threat.

"I have no thuko with your terms, I accept. However I believe there is another woman who needs my attention. I will return with haste. This sounds like a competition I do not want to miss."

With that Santhos turned around and headed for the stall containing the woman and, once again careful not to squish his furry friend, lifted her onto his shoulder and began to carry the two people out of the stables.

He turned to Thorgas,

"I doubt these people will prove too much of a problem, I am not so helpless myself. I love a good riddle to challenge the mind. But for now lets take care of these poor people, lead the way."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 18, 2011, 02:58:41 PM
"Very well. The game will operate as follows - James goes first, then I do, then Salena, then back to me, then to mister elf, then back to me again. So it will be three against one. The party to be fully knocked out first loses. Any questions, objections or comments?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 19, 2011, 11:48:56 AM
James watched suspiciously, though the newcomer seemed to be much more friendly with the dwarf than the elf, which lended him a bit of credibility. The tall half-elf looked at those present as if gauging the threat that each one posed. James quickly tried to make himself look a little weaker than he was. 'I won't have to try too hard. I haven't had a proper meal in days.'

He listened, somewhat exasperated, as the elf once again stated the terms.

"I agree already, though I can speak solely for myself. Since I am first we can start and the others can determine their positions while they wait for thier own turns. What do you determine my first dare to be?"

James listened with eager anticipation, life was about to get quite interesting.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 19, 2011, 04:13:55 PM
"Since this is your first dare, I'll give you an easy one.

"Earlier, in this room, you see,
I hid five precious stones.
Find one of them and bring it to me,
Else I feast on your bones."


Ridgen smiled. This is going to be amusing. They weren't so hard to find, and the dare was in essence, relatively easy. The rhyme was unneccessary, but it was fun.

Let us see how this turns out.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 20, 2011, 11:36:50 AM
James took a cursory glance around the room to see if any of the stones were readily visible, recalling the bizarre path the elf had taken. He saw nothing obvious as he looked along the floor but looking up.. Was there something shining in the...

James crossed the room walking straight to post that had previously held a dagger to find a small stone wedged into the gouge. He plucked it out and looked it over.

"Looks like your going to go hungry. Not to mention a bodied that has been gnawed upon isn't that good for possessing. Its always falling to pieces."
He tossed the stone to Ridgen a bit harder than was necessary.

'If they're all this easy I'll be done in no time'

"Now I must come up with a dare for you. Is that correct? Let's see..."
James looked around the room searching for inspiration...


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on October 20, 2011, 12:47:26 PM
     Salena had gone into a daze, for how long she was unsure for when she came back to reality there was a newcomer that was taking a body out of the stables and the dwarf seemed to have disappeared with his ginormous pig. "Wow I seemed to have out of it for awhile but i recall hearing my names after James, is that correct?" Salena asked out loud, hoping anyone would answer her pondering question.

  just then she noticed James looking around the room as if searching for something that wasn't there. James seemed have spotted something with beady eyes and slided across the room and took out a small stone out of the raged post. He asked the pointed eared man if it was his turn.

   A bit confused, Salena stood there waiting to find out what was going to happen next.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 20, 2011, 02:29:03 PM
"Well, it was MEANT to be easy..." Ridgen said as he deftly caught the stone, still maintaining the ridiculously high voice. "I guess it's my turn, then. Only I'll have nothing to worry about, it's not my body we're talking about here. Let's see how this turns out." He juggled the stone with one hand, when an idea came to him for the next dare. Oh this was going to be GOOD.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 20, 2011, 09:28:31 PM
James cast his eyes around the stable looking for inspiration for the upcoming dare, ignoring the snide comments from Ridgen. Suddenly his eyes fell on one of the water troughs and he got an entertaining yet childish idea.

He pointed to the trough that had belonged to the giant beast that had left the stable. "My dare is simple as well, drink a pint of that water."

He turned to look at Ridgen to see how the elf would respond to this unsavory task...


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Thorgas Ironforge on October 20, 2011, 11:24:50 PM
"Aye lad, follow me, if ye please." Thorgas went out of the stables and headed towards the direction of the tavern. Outside was a stone bench, beside the wall with an impressive growth of glowing moss and the clay pots that held decorative mushrooms. "Just ye put 'em there, on them benches. I be dragging yon tallfolks up them stairs. It be a hard work, aye, but I can't very well ask ye to carry 'em up fer me. An' ye have a game with the long ear." With that, Thorgas gestured a small bow of gratitude; strangers willing to help other strangers are a rare trait for tallfolks, and this one is doing a good job of impressing him.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 21, 2011, 04:32:29 AM
"Drink a pint of that water."

Ridgen almost laughed at this prospect, but he kept himself in check. Rising from where he stood, pocketing the two stones on his person, he walked over to the trough and drank the somewhat safe to drink water. It wasn't pleasant, but a dare was a dare and this was another completed.

"There. It wasn't as bad as you may think, actually. Besides, if my host gets sick, it's not my problem.

I guess it's your turn, miss. Would you prefer a dare, a riddle, or, gods forbid, combat?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on October 21, 2011, 08:04:36 AM
   Watching the pointed eared man drink dritsy water from a bowl made Salena a little uneasy. He then turned around and asked what she would like since it was now her turn to play this mans foolish game.

   As Salena pondered for a few she quickly made up her mind.  "I believe I shall take the dare my good man," she soon then wondered what the dare would be.

 For some odd reason, Salena had the urge to look at James, she seemed to be intreged by his looks. Flashing him a quick smile, Salena turned her head back to pointed ear man.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Kareesh Valendar on October 21, 2011, 09:15:42 AM
Kareesh had stopped just outside of the stables, leaning against the side of it, and had watched as another Elf appeared and started speaking in what she could only assume was the language of the Dwarves. The Elf ended up carrying both Zarkin and Mallayn outside and appeared to be asking the Dwarf what to do with them. A lump got stuck in her throat as she thought about what would happen to Zarkin. Her sognastheen eyes followed the Dwarf as he walked back towards the tavern and pointed out a stone bench.

Pushing herself off from the side of the building, she walked over towards the Dwarf. She pushed her nervousness about the situation to the side of her mind as she began to speak. "Sir, may I ask as to what your intentions are for the unconscious man. He was....is....a good friend of mine and I just wanted to make sure that he would be well treated."

As Kareesh awaited his answer, her mind slightly wandered. She questioned whether she was doing the right thing. After all, Zarkin had made it pretty clear that he wanted nothing to do with her, once he found out she was an assassin. But what was wrong with being an assassin? So, she got paid to kill, how was that any different than a common butcher. It's not like she went out of her way to kill random people. It was people's stupidity that annoyed her. Yes, she did kill people, but it gave her coins for food and a place to spend the night. In her eyes, she was doing the world a favor by getting rid of someone who other people didn't want around. Thus, more people were able to keep their hands clean, while she was the one with blood staining her hands.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 21, 2011, 02:58:18 PM
"Excellent!" Ridgen said in a pleased voice. He then proceeds to take out a stone from his pocket, of the aquamarine kind, and focused upon it. He felt that throbbing headache return as well, but he brushed it aside as he forced himself to focus onto the task. By throwing the stone at the ground and increasing certain influences as it went, Ridgen managed to conjure up a considerably small sized ice wall - about a ped and a half or so high, and a ped wide, it was good for what he had in store. Let's see if the girl has the resourcefulness to do the following. It shouldn't be too hard, after all, the answer lies in the dare.

"My dare to you, fair lady,
Is relatively simple.
Your task right now is, you see,
to make this small wall crumple.
Use any means as neccessary,
But be quick, be fast and beware,
For should the wall melt naturally,
You would have failed the dare.

"The wall doesn't need to crumple literally, just a hole through it or half of it broken off is fine,"
the elf said offhandedly. This shan't be too hard, but let's see how it goes.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on October 21, 2011, 03:19:12 PM
    When Salena heard the mans dare she forced back a smirk. For he didn't know how well she was with her blade no she wasn't the best, but she had enough training from her grandfather who was a solider in the war back in his time. Salena glanced at the ice wall, "Hmm, now this wall doesn't seem to be as thick as the trees we have back home. Those were hard target practice." Salena thought to herself.

   Salena pulled out her long sharp blade from her sumple waist, and stood in position. She closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them to reveal the shimmer in her brown eyes. She quickly glanced around the room to make sure she had enough room to swing without causing others harm.  

    With one second Salena spun around in a complete turn and forced her sword into the ice, at first it didn't look like Salena had done much damage but as she went to take another swing with even more force she noticed that she did in fact slice the ice wall in half.

   "Now Mr. Point Ear Man, is that all you have for me? If these dares are all this easy you might as well give up and walk away now," with that she put her trusty sword back at her waist and turned around to James, "The fun just started, I sure hope you don't lose too quickly James, it sure would be a pity to get beat by a girl with a sword." She quickly gave James a wink to let him know she was only joking around with him and meant him no harm.

  Something during that dare changed Salena, she was much more confident, and more willing to pull out her blade. She didn't know if the point ear man was playing what they call "magic" again or if this was all her doing.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 21, 2011, 09:15:13 PM
"Impressive. I like making first turns easy, else it won't leave room for the more fun things. How about we hear another dare?" Ridgen said. He really was impressed with the girl's strength - something to note if he was going to ever have to fight her. Now if only this throbbing headache would go away....


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Santhos Avathcin on October 24, 2011, 04:07:16 AM
Santhos looked down at the young woman, she seemed very lost and confused. "I believe that both of these people are meant to be taken to some room upstairs where they can sleep off whatever ails them and return to the ales they choose."

Santhos gently lowered the two people gently onto the bench. He turned to Thorgas "If you need anymore help feel free to ask. I'm not capable of solving everything but I'll do what I can. In a while I believe I will return to some of those ales myself. But for now I believe that I shall get myself a riddle."

Santhos laughed and began to walk away toward the open door of the stables.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on October 24, 2011, 04:27:59 AM
James stared at Selena with some shock and awe. He had figured she had ability with a weapon but was rather amazed by her display of force in the midst of her slightly more soft spoken mannerisms. Then she changed just a little bit, she stood up straighter, she was looking everyone in the eye, and she began to make jokes about him. This was strange yet, somehow, nice.

"What can I say? I'm a boy with no whip. Though don't think that I'm going to be losing so easily. I believe its your turn to give him a dare." James raised his eyebrows and smiled. 'This is getting interesting in a many ways.'


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Salena smith on October 27, 2011, 02:48:58 AM
     As Salena stood there listening to James response, she noticed the pointed eared man make a very non-noticable look. Almost as if he were in pain. "Well," Salena started saying, "I can't really think of anything special, so I chose something silly." Just then Salena thought of it, if this man was in pain as she pridicted, why not cause him more. She gave a grin and continued, "Run at full pace into the that wooden piller." She pointed st the post that the dagger had been thrown into.

"Now hopefully you can do that and still be able to stand after," Salena let out a soft laugh.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 27, 2011, 04:22:11 AM
Ridgen sighed and gave a small shrug. Seeing that running 'into' a post wasn't the same as running 'at' one, he won't be able to spare himself the pain. "Alright then," he said, a few steps from the post. He ran at it, but at the last minute, twisted his body so that his shoulder would absorb most of the shock. The results were less painful than it could have been. "There you go, dare completed," he said drily, before he noticed that the half-elf had returned. "Welcome back! We were about to start your turn.

"So what will it be? A dare, a riddle or combat?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Santhos Avathcin on October 27, 2011, 05:57:03 AM
Santhos watched as the man ran into the post. 'I'm going to hope that was a dare, if not, I'm worried for this mans sanity.'

The man turned and saw Santhos welcoming his return. Santhos listened to his question.

"Oh, a riddle most definately. Its been too long since I've had a good one to sink my teeth into." He replied without hesitation.

Santhos listened for the mans response with rapt attention.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 27, 2011, 02:25:39 PM
"Very well.

"Here be ten strands of straw.
Turn them into nine,
Without removing a single straw,
Or else you won't be fine,"
Ridgen said, laying out ten strands of the stuff on the ground in front of him. This was also very easy - after all, it is the first round.

"Since it's the first round, I gave you an easy one. Let's see what you make of this."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Santhos Avathcin on October 28, 2011, 09:03:12 AM
Santhos listened to the riddle and mentally cringed at the mans rhyming straw with straw. Moving on he looked at the straws and pondered the problem in his mind. 'You could break one straw into two but then that would be eleven, you can't remove any straws... Oh Wait!'

Santhos leaned down and picked up three straws. He threw two of them into an adjacent stall and the third he took in his oversized hands and calmly snapped it in half. He placed the two halfs back down next to the others.

"I believe if you count that, it makes nine. I did not remove a single straw, I removed two. Which would you care for? Riddle, Dare or Combat?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 28, 2011, 10:05:58 PM
"We'll see about a change in the pattern, then. I'll take a riddle, if you please," Ridgen answered. He hasn't done anything that required a lot of thinking lately, and a challenge like this would be rather nice. Let's see what happens next.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Santhos Avathcin on October 29, 2011, 02:12:45 PM
Santhos looked at the elf. "Good choice, anyone can run into a wall, but not everyone can solve a riddle. Very well then, lets see which one?

Beginning to sift,
Stuck in your eye
Wears down the mountains,
blots out the sky.

Moves on to nothing,
Once you throw in a tail.
If you search the right places
You're bound to not fail.

Ending the end
It's pounded enough
Will make smoothest smooth
and cause all to be rough


Happy solving"

Santhos watched the elf and glanced at the other patrons to see if they could make heads or tails of his language.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on October 30, 2011, 07:51:20 PM
"Just how many guesses do we get for this?" The elf said, rather stumped. This headache really isn't helping.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Santhos Avathcin on October 31, 2011, 02:11:24 AM
Santhos looked at the poor elf struggling to find the answer and took pity on him.

"I am a riddler at heart, so the number of guesses doesn't matter, so long as you give your rational. But for the sake of time, however, let us limit guesses to.. lets say... Within two turns of the time given. The turns will continue as normal but after the second turn ends, one must give their final answer of the riddle. If the answer is correct we move on if not then the person must drop out, or chose combat."

"Now, lets have a guess now and whichever type of trial our young friend here would prefer." Santhos indicated James.

'I hope my riddle wasn't too hard, I'd hate to have this game end so quickly.'


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on November 07, 2011, 04:27:00 PM
"Is it sand? The beginning to sift is the letter s, sand gets stuck in your eye, it is carried by wind, which rubs it against the side of mountains to slowly wear it away. In a sandstorm, it blots out the sky.

"'Moves on to nothing' means the next letter is or is related to the letter O, which has nothing in it. Throw in a tail at the end and it becomes an 'a'. If one searches the right places, it's easy to find sand.

"The end of the word end is the letter d - which is also the end of the word sand. Sand can make things smooth when turned into fine-grade sandpaper, but turns things coarse when rubbed up against anything in any other state. This is merely a guess, though."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Santhos Avathcin on November 17, 2011, 01:14:54 PM
"Correct! Well reasoned." Santhos was a little surprised by how quickly the elf had figured out his riddle despite the elf's initial trepidations. "Now let's see what the next trial shall be." He turned to the spry young human. "What do you choose?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on November 17, 2011, 01:26:21 PM
James watched the exchange of the two elves. It was interesting watching them match wits with each other. The larger one seemed to have a bit of an edge on the demon possessed one however. The demon was probably just playing with the new comer and letting him think he was ahead. Then they both turned to him...

"My choice?" James couldn't decide, there were too many interesting options "I'll take your choice of dare or riddle. If I don't like whichever one you give me, I will differ to combat."


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on November 25, 2011, 04:49:10 AM
"Riddle it is, then!" the elf said, putting his hands together, before crouching down and scratching something into the rock beneath his feet. At first, he was afraid that the scratches would not show, but his worries were for nought as the words show themselves, clear as day. "Your task is very simple. Figure out the word hidden in what I've written," the elf said, pointing to the cryptic little puzzle he's set up.

The scratches on the sand clearly say 'U.N. Owen Was Her?'

Ridgen looked on at the boy, watching out for signs of figuring out what the word was.


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: James Seabird on January 02, 2012, 06:05:39 AM
James looked at the demon/elfs scrawl and scratched his head. He couldn't see much in what was written. Perhaps if you eliminated the capital letters.. No, nothing. He didn't want to look like a fool, so he looked up from his musings to say "You've been rather unhelpful. 'The word hidden in what you wrote..' What does that mean? I can see a few words like 'now' and 'Washer' but Im not sure if that is what you meant. Would you care to be clearer?"


Title: Re: Stables Day II
Post by: Ridgen Sú'ufanán on January 02, 2012, 12:00:36 PM
"Eliminate all punctuations, then try saying the pphrase aloud. Some words are just there to distract you."