"As you enter the door Tarina enters behind you and closes the door, you hear her lock the door as she keeps her eyes on you"
"I might have some information about the Dead Three and where to find them but I'm gonna need some help from you and your compatriots first. I've heard a rumor that my old shipmates have tracked me down and are looking for revenge, and I have reason to believe they're paying me a visit soon. If you stay and kill them when they show up I'll tell you everything I know about the Dead Three. So what do ya say, Deal?"
"Could be 5 minutes, could be an hour, I don't know, I thought he had sent you to do the deed if you remember, my information just says tonight. When he gets here he's going to come right for me, if I die you get no information so don't mess this up."
"Tarina unlocks the door and heads out the room to sit back down at her place at the table but she doesn't turn around, instead she looks curiously at the Leonin and the Loxodon inspecting them"
Nashwa stuck close to the leonin, back against the wall as she watched the patrons playing a game she wasn't familiar with. She poked at his shoulder lightly with her trunk, eyes still on the two tables.
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't slightly nervous," she whispered- a poor choice of words for a loxodon on an important mission. "But I'm so ready," she tacked onto the end, hardly convincing.
She spent the rest of the time waiting quietly for the aasimar and Tarina to re-emerge from the other room. When Tarina looked in her direction, she mouthed a 'hello' and raised a hand in a quick greeting.
How are things out on the street? Any notable moments for good ol Ed Gelord?
For Ed Gelord:
"You sit crouched in the street with your cup, another copper is dropped in it, your eyes focusing on the tavern and who comes and goes when you feel something brush up against you."
Nashwa stuck close to the leonin, back against the wall as she watched the patrons playing a game she wasn't familiar with. She poked at his shoulder lightly with her trunk, eyes still on the two tables.
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't slightly nervous," she whispered- a poor choice of words for a loxodon on an important mission. "But I'm so ready," she tacked onto the end, hardly convincing.
She spent the rest of the time waiting quietly for the aasimar and Tarina to re-emerge from the other room. When Tarina looked in her direction, she mouthed a 'hello' and raised a hand in a quick greeting.
"With a mug of ale in one hand Tarina raises a hand to greet you in return"
I walk over to Nashwa and Elphti and tell them "She will give us the information that Zodge wants if we keep her alive from an attack that is happening any moment now. I told her yes. If you don't want to be involved, I'd leave now."
"I figured wed be getting our hands dirty eventually, now is as good as ever I suppose. Elphti Glowmane doesn't shy from a fight."
As Elphti flexes his hands and shifts to try and assess the room for tactical entry points, a very small owl head pokes out of the top of his mane and gives a short hoot before disappearing back into the fur.
"Wolar can be our advanced warning system if need be. Did she say what the attackers looked like?"
I freeze. Momentarily stunned by the contact of the abhorrent creature. Summoning my reserves of will... I pull my cloak over the cat, concealing it from the view of the street.
Once concealed, in such a way that those passing me won't see it...
I freeze. Momentarily stunned by the contact of the abhorrent creature. Summoning my reserves of will... I pull my cloak over the cat, concealing it from the view of the street.
Once concealed, in such a way that those passing me won't see it...
...I ****ing stab it to death.
For Ed Gelord:
"The cat starts to try and escape the cloak when your sharp knife pierces it and it dies quickly."
"You're broken" a voice rumbles lowly in your head.
"Right here?" Nashwa took a quick look around the room. "Right now?"
It didn't seem likely that there would be any action with the games still happening at the tables. Regardless, she straightened her back to stand at full height, ready to break some things (probably on accident).
"Elphti and Wolar?" Nashwa turned to Elphti a tinge too late to see the owl, but she recognized the sound. "Nashwa," she pointed to herself and then to the aasimar. "And before we get into a bar fight, you are?"
Thank you for taking the time to speak with me. Zodge wants to know what information you have on the Dead Three.
"As you enter the door Tarina enters behind you and closes the door, you hear her lock the door as she keeps her eyes on you"
"I might have some information about the Dead Three and where to find them but I'm gonna need some help from you and your compatriots first. I've heard a rumor that my old shipmates have tracked me down and are looking for revenge, and I have reason to believe they're paying me a visit soon. If you stay and kill them when they show up I'll tell you everything I know about the Dead Three. So what do ya say, Deal?"
I think we can help with that for sure. How long do we have to prepare?
"Could be 5 minutes, could be an hour, I don't know, I thought he had sent you to do the deed if you remember, my information just says tonight. When he gets here he's going to come right for me, if I die you get no information so don't mess this up."
"Tarina unlocks the door and heads out the room to sit back down at her place at the table but she doesn't turn around, instead she looks curiously at the Leonin and the Loxodon inspecting them"
How are things out on the street? Any notable moments for good ol Ed Gelord?
Nashwa stuck close to the leonin, back against the wall as she watched the patrons playing a game she wasn't familiar with. She poked at his shoulder lightly with her trunk, eyes still on the two tables.
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't slightly nervous," she whispered- a poor choice of words for a loxodon on an important mission. "But I'm so ready," she tacked onto the end, hardly convincing.
She spent the rest of the time waiting quietly for the aasimar and Tarina to re-emerge from the other room. When Tarina looked in her direction, she mouthed a 'hello' and raised a hand in a quick greeting.
For Ed Gelord:
"You sit crouched in the street with your cup, another copper is dropped in it, your eyes focusing on the tavern and who comes and goes when you feel something brush up against you."
"With a mug of ale in one hand Tarina raises a hand to greet you in return"
I walk over to Nashwa and Elphti and tell them "She will give us the information that Zodge wants if we keep her alive from an attack that is happening any moment now. I told her yes. If you don't want to be involved, I'd leave now."
"I figured wed be getting our hands dirty eventually, now is as good as ever I suppose. Elphti Glowmane doesn't shy from a fight."
As Elphti flexes his hands and shifts to try and assess the room for tactical entry points, a very small owl head pokes out of the top of his mane and gives a short hoot before disappearing back into the fur.
"Wolar can be our advanced warning system if need be. Did she say what the attackers looked like?"
I would like to see who brushed up against me, and touch the area where they did to see if anythings... Missing.
For Ed gelord:
"You reach your hand down and feel something still touching your leg, a furry critter, a disgusting vile creature known by some as a CAT"
I freeze. Momentarily stunned by the contact of the abhorrent creature. Summoning my reserves of will... I pull my cloak over the cat, concealing it from the view of the street.
Once concealed, in such a way that those passing me won't see it...
...I ******* stab it to death.
For Ed Gelord:
"The cat starts to try and escape the cloak when your sharp knife pierces it and it dies quickly."
"You're broken" a voice rumbles lowly in your head.
I look around, thinking that the voice I heard couldn't possibly be in my head. Regardless I rasp quietly under my breath.
"More than you know..."
"Right here?" Nashwa took a quick look around the room. "Right now?"
It didn't seem likely that there would be any action with the games still happening at the tables. Regardless, she straightened her back to stand at full height, ready to break some things (probably on accident).
"Elphti and Wolar?" Nashwa turned to Elphti a tinge too late to see the owl, but she recognized the sound. "Nashwa," she pointed to herself and then to the aasimar. "And before we get into a bar fight, you are?"
Just asking a question for you to think about with your character, you don't need to reply with your answer just think about it.
Are you a morning person or more of a night owl?
She just said they are her old shipmates coming for revenge.
I then walk around the room, checking the room out and listening for any unusual noises from the floor below.
I am the night.
I'm Sabriel, I've seen you around. Nice to meet you officially.