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« Reply #15 on: May 14, 2008, 10:51:10 PM »

Patrolman Theras

The young man said nothing at the dark elf's words, but simply nodded sheepishly. He clearly did not enjoy being out here in the dark and foggy night. Gate duty never suited him...greeting strangers in the night with unknown intentions was not his idea of staying healthy. He preferred clerical and administrative type work such as shuffling papers and maintaining the militia records. However, the recent guard shortage forced his superiors to pull typically non-combat trained militia into guard duty over the last week.

Theras did not attempt to stop the dark elf as she walked past him. Theras thought there was nothing he could do anyway even if he did try to keep the woman from entering the city. It was best he leave that to the his fellow guards inside the gate who were mopping up the murder scene.

Nevertheless, Theras wondered if he should at least follow the woman through the gates. He wouldn't want to his superiors to think someone slipped past him.

The young guard shook his head to clear his thoughts and turned to walk back towards the gate. The gate appeared through the fog, as well as the guard towers on either side. He looked about and saw no one there. And, strangely, the torches had been snuffed out. Surely the woman couldn't have gone inside already? Shouldn't the guards be questioning her? And what happened to the torches?

Theras looked up at the tower...but then frowned at the silly thought that the dark elf had actually climbed the wall! Impossible. Either way...the woman had vanished and that made Theras even more uneasy.
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« Reply #16 on: May 17, 2008, 06:13:20 AM »

Drustai walked up to the tower door. There were few, if any, guards around outside, though she figured there would certainly be some inside. Leaning close to the door, she listened for a few moments before bringing her arm up and making a few taps against the wood with her knuckles, knocking. Then, she pulled herself away from it and pressed against the tower wall. She figured the fact that the outside torches were unlit would be enough of a concern for the guard that he'd perhaps go to speak with the younger patrolman at the gate, allowing her to slip in after he left. Of course, if he was smart, he'd stay at his post, so she was ready to take more drastic measures in that case.

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« Reply #17 on: May 17, 2008, 06:54:34 PM »

Daron stepped away from the pretty guard, while scratching at the stubble that had begun to sprout on his otherwise smooth skin.  Was she making fun of him?  Couldn't be.  Everyone had heard of Daron Soulstealer.  It was too important a name to make fun of.  No, she had to be flirting with him.  His cheeks flushed a little at the thought.  Saucy wench, he thought, and considered calling her that in jest, but before he could get the words out, her attention was diverted to another guard who joined them and the woman behind them.

He listened with interest as the guard spoke of murder.  Daron watched with a touch of dismay as the woman guard hurried away.  There went a great opportunity for some fun.  Still, the elf behind them looked kinda cute; for an elf.  Perhaps a bit austere, but cute.  As he heard her speak to the guard, he felt a strange fluttering in his belly.  She had attitude, and he nearly giggled aloud.  She was tough!  Perhaps, he would do well to make someone like that his friend.

Reality crept back into his thoughts as the new guard spoke of another murder.  A chill went through him.  Dangerous place, this Cavthan.  Yes, he needed to make a friend here.  He stepped forward.  "Well, my good man, Daron Soulstealer is no common folk.  I may join your militia in helping to bring peace to this fine city!"

As soon as the words escaped his mouth, he regretted them as the elf once more spoke curtly to the guard.  Dammit!  He had chosen the wrong approach.  He had misjudged her.  She was not only tough, but apparently someone who went their own way.  "Agreed, Lady Elf.  If they can't care for themselves, no sense in us folk poking our noses where they do not belong."  He cast a disproving glance at the guard, forcing a look of superiority to cover his features.

He then hurried to keep up with the elf, who had apparently dismissed the guard and continued on her journey.  He watched in rapt awe as the elf waved her hands and disappeared.  His head spun in one direction then another as he searched in vain for her.  She was a mage!  How wonderful!  "Hey!  Hey elf!  Where did you go?  I want to go with you!"  His voice was a loud whisper, but more likely to call attention to himself than if he had used a normal tone of voice.

Thinking quickly, he dropped the bag to the ground, ignoring the angry squeals and growls from inside.  He opened the bag and reached inside, pulling out a furry rodent.  He frowned.  "Sorry, wrong one," he apologized as he stuffed the ferret back into the bag, much to the little ferrets angry protests.  He tried again, this time smiling at Vlad's twitching nose.  Vlad was the best tracker of the three ferrets.  Daron placed the animal onto the ground where only a few moments before the elf had stood.  The ferret began to sniff about in its new surroundings, happy to be out of the crowded bag. 

"Find the scent, Vlad, find the scent.  Lead me to her boy.  Go on."

The ferret took a few moments, then chirped a couple of calls and begun to scamper in the direction of the tower.  Daron grinned.   The chase was on!
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« Reply #18 on: May 22, 2008, 05:42:41 AM »

Patrolman Theras

The young guard had no time to wonder about the unlit torches or the sudden disappearance of the elf woman. His instinct told him to call for a superior for help, but his sense of pride put an end to that thought quickly.

What would Knight Arlana say if I went squeamish and called for help now?

Theras shook his head. He would look into the situation in a moment. For now, the other traveler was asking for attention. Theras regarded the man with a wary look. To Theras, the stranger was trouble. He didn't show much respect at all...but then again, who would show respect to a guard barely out of his teens wearing a uniform slightly too big for his skinny frame?

"If you wish to join the militia as a temporary deputy, speak to the officers in the barracks in the Outer City," Theras informed the man.

But, it seemed that the stranger was more interested in the elf that had just disappeared than anything else at the moment. Theras could only watch as the man approached the gate with a bewildered look on his face. He watched as the man dropped his bags and began to open them up looking for something.

Theras decided to get a closer look, despite his nervousness. This was a most unusual night...

The man looked to be holding...and speaking?...to some animals in his bags! Theras frowned and dropped his hands to his sword sheathed at his hip. This man was strange and needed to be questioned further.

"Sir!" Theras called in a shaky voice. "What are you doing there?"

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Tower Guard Gilthas

Gilthas had just settled down to a flask of warm ale when he heard a sharp knock upon the lower tower door. Grumbling, he corked his flask and tucked it into his tunic under his chainmail shirt and got to his feet. The scene of the murder had just been cleaned up and Gilthas had drawn the shortest piece of straw during the decision of who would man the tower for the rest of the night with only a stain of blood and flitting shadows for company. Gilthas, like most guards in Cavthan, decided to make the best of his current situation by drinking himself into a better mood.

But then someone had to go and knock...probably that damned kid outside the tower got scared and wanted someone to babysit him...

Gilthas mumbled as he made his way down the steps circling the inside of the tower and came up to the door. He swung it open and was met with darkness and fog. The gate looked to be slightly opened with no light coming from the torches on either side of the gate.

Why weren't the torches lit? Damned kid...

Gilthas, already a bit tipsy from his drinking, groaned and stepped outside the door. His already depressed mood only became worse because now he had to re-light the torches and find the kid who was supposed to be watching the gate. Gilthas was getting too old for this stuff...

The guard let the tower door close behind him as he stomped outside with the full intention of giving the kid an earful of curses and insults.

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« Reply #19 on: May 29, 2008, 12:01:30 AM »

Drustai let her lips curl slightly in a smile as the guard made off towards the gate. Provided there were no other guards in the tower, she was in the clear.

Once the guard had moved some distance away from the tower, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around the handle, then pulled the door slightly ajar and slipped inside. Looking around and noticing no other guards, she let her concentration fade and dropped her spell, then turned to the door and held her hand over it. She focused her eyes on the handle and muttered a spell formula in her mind, jamming the lock shut with cold ice.

Spinning on her heels, she looked around the tower. The blood had been some distance from the tower, so it was unlikely to have been from the bottom floor. That meant she needed to move to the upper level. She folded her arms across her chest and walked to the stairs and began climbing to the upper floor. As she did so, she focused on her spell again, and faded into ripples.

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« Reply #20 on: June 08, 2008, 07:12:40 AM »

Daron almost squealed in delight as the little ferret began scampering across the grass, but before he got more than ten peds, he heard the voice of the guard calling to him.  His elation turned to disappointment, as he stopped short.  A quick, high-pitched whistle emanated from his lips, calling back the inquisitive ferret.  He then turned to the guard, a sheepish grin on his face and a twinkle in his eye.

"Good Sir, my pets have had a long journey in the bag here, and I'm afraid if I do not let them do their business, the bag won't be worth keeping."  Daron held the bag forth a shook it, which ushered forth angry barks from both Jake and Bart.  "If I let them all out at once, I'll have a terrible time getting them back inside."  He grimaced a bit and looked down to see the impatient Vlad milling about his feet, occasionally nipping at his masters calf in order to get his attention.  Irritated, Daron punted the diminutive ferret aside, where the animal rolled about.

Vlad came to his feet and eyed both people, then began to scratch himself before squatting and doing his business on the grass.

Daron felt himself swell with pride at the little fella.  He turned triumphantly to the guard.  "See?  Now, hehe, two more to go, so if you would be so kind...," he let the sentence trail off as he motioned to the bag, "I have two more to take care of, and I'm afraid Bart hates to be watched, so if you stay here, he'll never go, and I'll be stuck here all night."

He hoped the dunce of a man would hurry about his business.  That elf was fast becoming a memory, and he and Vlad would never find her.
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« Reply #21 on: June 10, 2008, 07:51:44 PM »

Tower Guard Gilthas

Gilthas opened the gates and faced a darkened pathway. Indeed, the torches on either side of the gate had been extinguished and lo and behold there was that silly boy Theras playing with...rats? Ferrets?

And who was that big man?

"Patrolman Theras! Come here!" Gilthas barked. "Go fetch some tinder and a match box. We hafta light these torches again. Idiot boy. You know the rules. The gates must always have lit torches. Who knows what could go lurking in."

Theras gave the Ferret Man a look of helplessness and quickly moved to the elder officer's side. He nodded quickly and scurried away behind the gates, Gilthas's gave swept over and down the stranger holding a squirming bag and some little beasts scurrying around his feet.

"And you sir!" Gilthas remarked. "Go about yer business. My apologies if the boy kept you. He's new on guard duty. I see no sense leaving you out here. Your welcome inside the city and please keep a leash on those...animals."

Gilthas waved the man towards the gates impatiently and glances up at the tower. He had to get back in there...
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« Reply #22 on: June 18, 2008, 01:50:58 PM »

Drustai pushed the hatch to the upper watchfloor up as she moved up the last steps, stepping onto the top floor. Closing the hatch behind her, she stood up and peered around the room. As she had assumed, most of the scene had already been cleaned up, though there was some evidence of activity. Most of the blood stains had been cleaned up and any broken items thrown away, though some misplaced objects were still strewn about the floor.

She took a few steps around the floor as she examined the area. If there had been any signs of who had done this, they had already been cleaned up by now. Frowning, she walked over to the window, lowering her figure a bit so as not to present an easily noticeable figure from any whom might be looking from below. She narrowed her eyes as she discovered what appeared to be a dangling rope, obscured mostly by shadows and not so easily noticeable. It was of decidedly non-human make, and was almost certainly not a typical feature for the watch tower. A rope, of course, meant one thing clearly--that whoever was responsible for these murders was, as she had already figured, not as ghostly as the rumours attempted to convey.

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« Reply #23 on: June 22, 2008, 11:25:07 PM »

Daron let forth a silent sigh, when the older guard came out and chased the younger guard away.  Good, now he could get back to the business of tracking the elf, which he assumed would be useless now, but he was stubborn.  He looked down at Vlad, and he scowled.  "Quit biting.  You know I hate it when you do that."

The little ferret looked up and barked at Daron, who smiled and picked up the animal. "You're lucky I love you.  Ya know that?  Lucky!" He rubbed his nose against the ferret's, then placed the animal back in the bag.  This was not over, not by a long way, but he had attracted too much attention to stay here, following Vlad's nose.

He made his way into the city, with one last baleful glance back to where he had last seen the elf.  Something about her spoke of mystery and secrets.  And to someone with as much curiosity as he, it was a mystery he could not pass up.

Still, he was sure this city had more mysteries for him to uncover.  Daron Soulstealer had a reputation to uphold, and it was time to get started on that.
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« Reply #24 on: July 22, 2008, 12:20:12 AM »

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Gilthas closed the gates once the man with the ferrets had passed through. He wondered if he should wait for Theras to get back to light the candles, but decided against it. He had to get back into the watch tower. Leaving two posts unattended would surely get him docked pay and probably thrown into the Ancythrian if he was caught.

Grumbling and mumbling, Gilthas tugged the gates making sure they were firmly closed before walking back to the tower door. He grabbed the handle and pulled. The door did not budge, but instead sounded like it was cracking. Gilthas wondered if the lock had become stuck, or worse, he locked himself out but remembered he had the keys. He fumbled for a moment in his pockets and produced the correct key and inserted it into the lock. The key went in half way before something stopped it. He cursed and shoved the key hard into the lock. He heard a crunch and pulled the key out again.

He examined the key closely and found that it had tiny bits of ice on it. "The hells...?" he muttered.

He grabbed the door handle again and jerked several times, his strength slowly breaking the ice from the lock inside with each jerk. He winced from all the noise he was making. CRUNCH! CRACK! CRUNCH!
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« Reply #25 on: September 06, 2008, 11:19:49 PM »

Drustai snapped her head to the stairs as she heard the shaking sound of the door buckling against its hinges. The guard was back. She turned her head back to the window to see if there was anyone peering up at the tower that would notice her. She couldn't see anyone, and the torches were still out so as soon as she was past the tower's light she would be in the clear.

Drustai grabbed the rope and pushed it inside of her pack, then quickly hopped onto the ledge of the window, and then, spinning around, pushed a gauntleted hand against the outside stone blocks. She muttered a quick incantation as she did so, and concentrated on partially liquidating the rock, letting her clawed fingers dig into the now slushy material, before she released the spell and let it settle back into its solid state with her fingers locked inside. With another deft leap, she pivoted around her first hand and dug her second into another make-shift hand-hold. She pulled her body up close to the stone as her feet pressed themselves against the wall, and held herself calmly against the foundation, just outside the window. She contemplated holding position there and waiting for the guard to try and discover the disturbance in case he talked to himself and let slip any information, but decided against it.

Turning her focus towards the darkened ground, Drustai began climbing down the side of the tower, using magic to continually soften the side of the stones to let her dig her hands into it. Once she was halfway down, she released her grips completely and leaped down, landing silently onto the street. She took one last look at the tower before pulling up her hood and then walking deeper into the city.
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« Reply #26 on: March 10, 2009, 02:54:52 PM »

   "Almost there," the lone rider thought to herself with relief.  After a long day in the saddle, Salkazrian was looking forwards to a bath and a decent bed to sleep in.  But it was more than that which made her heart feel warmer.  The large, wooden gates of Cathan seemed more like welcoming friends than forbidding sentries.  The reason was quite simple; the Seyelite officer was much closer to home.  A relaxing night here, then a quick ferry ride over to Elsreth in the morning.  Once in Elsreth, she would be onto the last leg of her journey.
   A wide smile lit up Salkazrian's face as she pictured how happy her family would be to see her again.  Even the nagging pain that she felt in her joints couldn't stop her from feeling happy as she thought about her youngest daughter, Tarzalia.  Surely she'd like the gift that her mother had bought for her from the distant city of Nyermersys; as would her other rakciel, Eltanlia.  And of course, her husband would be waiting for her safe return.  Their lovemaking always seemed to be that much more passionate after they had been separated for a while. Yes, the gates of Cavthan were a welcome sight for Salkazrian, indeed!
   "Welcome to Cavthan. State yer business and allow a brief search of yerselves 'afore enterin' the city. Them's the new rules since trouble began brewin' a few days ago!"
   The red-robed lady brought her horse to a stop, and saluted the guard briskly.
   "My name is Salkazrian Isjinah, officer in the Seyelite Army.  I seek passage to Elsreth, so that I may return to my home in Sanguia."  She then dismounted, and stood before the guard.  "I carry a sword and dagger, nothing more.  You may search me if you like."
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« Reply #27 on: March 10, 2009, 04:14:55 PM »

Tower Guard Githas

The guard Githas muttered his standard greetings as he walked out of the main gate to greet the newcomer. He glanced once more up into the tower where moments before, a man was murdered and the killer had gotten away. Githas disliked mysteries and hoped to track the killer, but until he was ordered to by his superiors, he had to remain on gate duty. He sighed and thrust his hand forward in greeting.

"My name is Salkazrian Isjinah, officer in the Seyelite Army.  I seek passage to Elsreth, so that I may return to my home in Sanguia."  She then dismounted, and stood before the guard.  "I carry a sword and dagger, nothing more.  You may search me if you like."

Githas thought about it and nodded. "Aye, stranger, I think I will. Officer of the Seyelite army, eh? Impressive, but it won't keel trouble from finding you here in Cavthan this night. No offense, but there be some strange happenings in the city of late. I need to be careful who comes in, you see?"

The guard stepped foward, his left hand on the hilt of his longsword strapped to his waist. His eyes moved down Salkazrian's body, regarding the woman warily. He made a circle around the woman before settling his gaze on her missing arm.

"What happened to yer arm, may I ask?" the guard grunted uneasily. Again, his gaze shifted towards the tower, a hardened hostile appearance set in his look. He turned his attention back to the Seyelite officer awaiting a response.

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« Reply #28 on: March 10, 2009, 09:09:24 PM »

   Salkazrian nodded when the guard told her that he meant to search her.  “Of course you need to be careful; it’s your duty.”  Then she raised her right arm up and away from her body, indicating her willingness to submit to the search.  But it didn’t come.  Instead, the rather anxious man circled around her warily.  He was way too nervous; furtively glancing at the watchtower, and unconsciously reaching for his sword.  His agitated manner set Salkazrian’s keen mind to work.  Had there been reports of bandits in the area?  Who was in the watchtower?  What was he looking for; a signal?  Why would he be so suspicious of a lone traveller?  So many questions, but not enough time to consider them in depth.
   “It was hacked off by an Ash'mari barbarian,” she answered in response to his question.  “But that was many moons ago.”
   “Now, tell me,” she continued, in a softer, kinder voice, attempting to calm him down a little.  “Are you going to search me or not?  I’ve had a long day in the saddle, and want nothing more than to find a hot bath and a good bed!”
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« Reply #29 on: Yesterday at 06:56:34 PM »

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"Meh? What? Alright..."

Githas snapped out of his wary glances at the tower and began by placing his hands along Salkazrian's back and shoulders. He then moved down to pat her boots and legs. His face reddened a bit as he moved over the woman's hips, checking for hidden daggers and the like, but quickly recovered as he concluded his search.

"Ok, you seem alright to me," the guard finally said. "Sorry about yer arm. We've got worse things in the city than barbarians. Watch yerself. If you run into trouble, find the guard barracks in the inner city and the various guard outposts along the outer city. The market is usually busy as is the docks. For a good night's rest, I recommend the Twilight's Hearth Inn. A ship recently left not long ago. I heard word of a missing fishing boat in the Ancythrian. A bunch of mercenaries and adventurers. May want to hook up with them when they get back."

Githas motioned the woman through the gates. He nodded and began watching the tower again. He held the gate open for the Seyelite so she could pass through.
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