No flashy scenes or extraordinary bouts of attention followed her, infact she could have been easily over looked. She had been traveling for too many days and she was not the kind to draw attention to herself.
Outwardly it was easy to see hints of a well developed feminine figure benith the long white and silver cloak that covered her from head to ancle, and from there down her feet where clad in white leather traveling boots, which while taken care of had the signs of extensive travel. Her hood was up covering her face as she moved slowly along the outskirts of the people gathered, while she did note those gathered she had not approched any of them. She moved silently to the bar - her voice came in a soft hum with a unique musical quality to it hung onto the air, as if the air its self did not want to give it up.
[color=deeppink:2366zkz1] "Tethyrian Red Wine, please" [/color:2366zkz1]
She had spoken soft enough it would be tricky for anyone outside of her immediate area to hear what she said. It was not per preferred drink but it would hopefully be close enough. She waited patiently as her drink was set on the counter top infront of her, at which point she tucked a white sleeved hand inside her cloak, brushing it to the side below the waist revealing the silvery white robes she wore even benith her cloak, a moment later her hand moved back out still covered in the long fabric of the sleeves of her cloak. She placed the coins on the counter, enough to cover the cost of her drink twice, it was the first time her skin could be seen. Dark and smooth as silk she deftly moved her hand from the coins to the glass, which she took before moving her way around the crowd and to a small table where she could enjoy her drink and watch those gathered.
She was a quiet natured woman and drawing attention to herself was not the first step she ever took. Instead she resisted the urge to join in the music as she often was compelled to do when in such an atmosphere and watched with a slight, soft smile on her lips.
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My attention was drawn from the coversation at the table by the latest arrival to the Inn. A lady in wearing a full length white and silver hooded cloak had entered the Inn and had bought herself a glass of wine at the bar.
I wasn't exactly certain but I think I caught a decent enough glimpse of her arm and hand as she paid for the wine. Dark skin with a silky sheen reflected the soft light of the Inn's lanterns and candles.
Another female drow. This one is being a bit more circumspect by keeping to herself I thought to myself as she picked an empty table to sit at and observe the Inn's patrons. I suppose she has her reasons but I wonder what they are? I mused on that as I watched her then thought of a way to make contact.
I gestured to get the attention of the waitress Brownwyn Lightfoot. She came over with a smile.
"Miss, if you have it in your cellers, could you please have a bottle of the 1364 Tethyrian Red sent over to the table with the lady in the silver white cloak with my compliments? And have another brought to us as well. Thank you," I said as I handed over enough coin to pay for one of the finer vintages of Tethyrian Red plus a generous tip for the waitress.
I wasn't exactly certain but I think I caught a decent enough glimpse of her arm and hand as she paid for the wine. Dark skin with a silky sheen reflected the soft light of the Inn's lanterns and candles.
Another female drow. This one is being a bit more circumspect by keeping to herself I thought to myself as she picked an empty table to sit at and observe the Inn's patrons. I suppose she has her reasons but I wonder what they are? I mused on that as I watched her then thought of a way to make contact.
I gestured to get the attention of the waitress Brownwyn Lightfoot. She came over with a smile.
"Miss, if you have it in your cellers, could you please have a bottle of the 1364 Tethyrian Red sent over to the table with the lady in the silver white cloak with my compliments? And have another brought to us as well. Thank you," I said as I handed over enough coin to pay for one of the finer vintages of Tethyrian Red plus a generous tip for the waitress.
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As Talwyn was ordering the wine, the door of the inn opened slightly, just enough to admit a tall and thin human male, almost 6'3", with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. His clothes were black, and form fitting. Half of his face was hidden by a piece of cloth, and the edges of a scar could be seen on his neck. He walked silently, making not a sound, over his back was slung a simple looking black bow, and from under his cloak the well worn handles of a longsword and dagger could be seen. Apart from that, all of his clothes seemed to have been just tailored. Looking around the inn, his eye quickly settled on the man in armor, and for a brief instant there was a flash of pure hatred. That, however, quickly passed, replaced by that same stoic expression. With a slight chuckle, he went up to the bar and ordered some Waterdhavian Brown, and some cinnamon bread in a raspy voice. He sat down at Myna's table, but on the other side, as far away from any of the others as possible. Reaching into his cloak, he pulled out a crumpled sheet of parchment, full of crossed out lines. It was titled "Targets."
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Zyeke
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She rose a hidden eyebrow from under neith the the hidden recesses of her cloaked head as the waitress brought over the bottle of wine. The slight hum of her voice sounded softly as she asked the woman what it was for and turned her gaze toward the young man clad in armor. Human she noted and she whispered her thanks to the young woman as she left.
Keeping her gaze on the young man she did something she had not done since her visit here and that was to reach up and pull the hood to her cloak back, her vibrant red eyes watching him softly. She had a kind look to her, not a harsh line in her rounded face. Her hair, silvery white was cut to give an attractive wild look. A single chain crossed her forehead with a silver pendant which hung in the middle.
She was always wary of populated public places like the inns outside of her home. There where many dangers and she had been warned many times over to use caution, it was a thin line she traveled and discresion stayed her most faithful ally.
She stayed where she was awhile longer observing him, she wasnt ready to move over to talk to this generous stranger just yet, she took in his apperance, his manor, his demanor aswell as his company.
As she filled her glass with the bitter sweet red liquid once more she noticed another enter the inn, she watched him as he moved over toward her, she also noticed as he sat down across from her, she turned her attention from the stranger once to the armor clad man and nodded once her thanks, and if the look in her eyes was any indication she would seek him out later. She owed him a thanks. However her gaze went to the one now close by her, she had picked a small table out of the way of the general patons of the establishment, she had not expected anyone to sit down near her let alone at the same table she had inhabited. She noticed as he pulled a single piece of parchment out and while she could not read what it said she noted it was peculair. She felt the desire to pull her cloak back up over her head but she did not move to do so, she instead sipped her drink slowly, almost too casually as her gaze moved between the two human males. Humankind, they made her nervous them and light elves, they rarely took the time to understand in her experiance as such her guard was up now more than ever. She didnt like the air of haterid the new human had given off, even if it was not directed at her it was still a feeling a look, a tension which had her immediately on edge.
Keeping her gaze on the young man she did something she had not done since her visit here and that was to reach up and pull the hood to her cloak back, her vibrant red eyes watching him softly. She had a kind look to her, not a harsh line in her rounded face. Her hair, silvery white was cut to give an attractive wild look. A single chain crossed her forehead with a silver pendant which hung in the middle.
She was always wary of populated public places like the inns outside of her home. There where many dangers and she had been warned many times over to use caution, it was a thin line she traveled and discresion stayed her most faithful ally.
She stayed where she was awhile longer observing him, she wasnt ready to move over to talk to this generous stranger just yet, she took in his apperance, his manor, his demanor aswell as his company.
As she filled her glass with the bitter sweet red liquid once more she noticed another enter the inn, she watched him as he moved over toward her, she also noticed as he sat down across from her, she turned her attention from the stranger once to the armor clad man and nodded once her thanks, and if the look in her eyes was any indication she would seek him out later. She owed him a thanks. However her gaze went to the one now close by her, she had picked a small table out of the way of the general patons of the establishment, she had not expected anyone to sit down near her let alone at the same table she had inhabited. She noticed as he pulled a single piece of parchment out and while she could not read what it said she noted it was peculair. She felt the desire to pull her cloak back up over her head but she did not move to do so, she instead sipped her drink slowly, almost too casually as her gaze moved between the two human males. Humankind, they made her nervous them and light elves, they rarely took the time to understand in her experiance as such her guard was up now more than ever. She didnt like the air of haterid the new human had given off, even if it was not directed at her it was still a feeling a look, a tension which had her immediately on edge.
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NathreeDe'Shezbron
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Rogar felt the uneasyness of the female he sat with, it was a gift he had. Perhaps that was what made him such a successful assassin. He lifted the corner of his mask, showing her the great burn that covered the side of his face. "Hello milady, tell me, do you fear me?" he said, grinning.
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Zyeke
Zyeke
She looked over at him as he spoke to her, she didn't answer right away, observing him for a moment she took a small sip of her wine before placing the glass down in front of her and speaking softly.
[color=deeppink:2hljy87o]"No, I do not fear you, sir"[/color:2hljy87o] she said softly
It was the truth she didn't fear him, she was a little uneasy true, but she was not afraid, she was hard to scare in honest. However she wasn't looking for a fight and he had a darker feel to him, a feel she was used to and rarely ended well. She was cautious, it was the same reason her hood had stayed up for so long and why now that it was down she could be made to feel uneasy, it brought with it a sense of vounerability.
[color=deeppink:2hljy87o]"Does that dissapoint you, sir?"[/color:2hljy87o] she asked softly her eyes still locked on his, there was intensity there but no hostility, he looked like someone who fed off of other peoples fear, like someone who would want her fear him.
[color=deeppink:2hljy87o]"No, I do not fear you, sir"[/color:2hljy87o] she said softly
It was the truth she didn't fear him, she was a little uneasy true, but she was not afraid, she was hard to scare in honest. However she wasn't looking for a fight and he had a darker feel to him, a feel she was used to and rarely ended well. She was cautious, it was the same reason her hood had stayed up for so long and why now that it was down she could be made to feel uneasy, it brought with it a sense of vounerability.
[color=deeppink:2hljy87o]"Does that dissapoint you, sir?"[/color:2hljy87o] she asked softly her eyes still locked on his, there was intensity there but no hostility, he looked like someone who fed off of other peoples fear, like someone who would want her fear him.
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He chuckled, "No, most people would be trembling in a corner right about now. The name is Rogar, and I am... a hunter. What might your name be?"
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Zyeke
Zyeke
She rose an eyebrow curiously at him as he spoke to her about how people would normally be afraid of him, sure he had the look about him that could inspire such a reaction she supposed but he didnt scare her, he just like most humans made her a little uneasy.
"A hunter you say? Why would that make people cower in fear?" she mused, she got the drift of what he was getting at but she still did not see a reason to be afraid. "Unless you are planning on 'hunting' me I see no reason to be afraid. Unless that is your goal?" she asked as she picked up her glass and took a slow measured sip from it before setting it back down on the table infront of her.
"A hunter you say? Why would that make people cower in fear?" she mused, she got the drift of what he was getting at but she still did not see a reason to be afraid. "Unless you are planning on 'hunting' me I see no reason to be afraid. Unless that is your goal?" she asked as she picked up her glass and took a slow measured sip from it before setting it back down on the table infront of her.
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Rogar chuckled, "No, I have no drow on my list... for now, but you never know..." He looked her over, "You do not seem to be the type to be involved in events important enough that I might need to be called in." He took a drink from a flask of water that he pulled out from under his cloak, "In any way, 'hunting' drow is not a favorite past time of mine, too tricky you all are. Not to say that I haven't, of course. Nay, I prefer the races that live above the ground." He shrugged, "Although, I must admit, a drow, above ground, walking around in naught but white clothes... I find that slightly disconcerting, what is it that you do?"
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Zyeke
She nodded slowly settling her hands infront of her in a pose of comfort and ease though her eyes remained warry and cautious, her tone even and soft, almost kind.
"Then I see no reason to feel fear, if you where to attack me, then weather the need to feel that or not would depend upon how skilled you where and how the cards fell into place"
She spoke smoothly and moved to fill her glass back up with the now half empty bottle - she righted the bottle back up cutting off the stream of red liquid as her glass reached the 3/4 mark and took a drink of it before she spoke again.
"As for my purpose in life it is not important, for my reason to be above ground it is simple, my...family...required me to travel" she seemed very reserved in how much she told him, it could raise more questions than it answered mostly because she didnt really answer any questions but it was important she keep her reasons to herself, lest she put herself and everyone dear to her in danger.
"You will have to forgive me, some things I can only discuss with the most trusted of people" she looked appologetic, she would not talk about some things unless she had unwavering trust in the person she discussed it with. A 'hunter' didnt fall into that category, especially one she had only just met.
"Then I see no reason to feel fear, if you where to attack me, then weather the need to feel that or not would depend upon how skilled you where and how the cards fell into place"
She spoke smoothly and moved to fill her glass back up with the now half empty bottle - she righted the bottle back up cutting off the stream of red liquid as her glass reached the 3/4 mark and took a drink of it before she spoke again.
"As for my purpose in life it is not important, for my reason to be above ground it is simple, my...family...required me to travel" she seemed very reserved in how much she told him, it could raise more questions than it answered mostly because she didnt really answer any questions but it was important she keep her reasons to herself, lest she put herself and everyone dear to her in danger.
"You will have to forgive me, some things I can only discuss with the most trusted of people" she looked appologetic, she would not talk about some things unless she had unwavering trust in the person she discussed it with. A 'hunter' didnt fall into that category, especially one she had only just met.
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The bard noticed Talwyn's gaze going to another table, where the white-clad woman and a strange masked human in black had entered and now sat talking. He frowns, feeling the change in the air of the tavern.
"Is it just me, or did it suddenly become a bit cold in here?" he asks to no one in particular. "Tal, friend, are you sensing anything from him? Dangerous?" he turns to his friend, and then looks to see how the ladies are taking in the newcomers- especially that dark human. <I don't like this,> he thinks. <Place is getting a bit crowded, and if things get heated, there could easily be a fight. I'd hate to see Zzadrina's place damaged...>
He keeps his ice-hued eyes on the two. The woman seems harmless enough, and he's fairly certain she is another follower of the Dark Maiden- <seems there are quite a few here.> But the look the man had flashed at the knight makes him uneasy. He reminds the young drow of Morganna. Something in the man's manner- like a predator on the prowl.... His half-sister was like that, too. And she was an assassin and thief....
"Is it just me, or did it suddenly become a bit cold in here?" he asks to no one in particular. "Tal, friend, are you sensing anything from him? Dangerous?" he turns to his friend, and then looks to see how the ladies are taking in the newcomers- especially that dark human. <I don't like this,> he thinks. <Place is getting a bit crowded, and if things get heated, there could easily be a fight. I'd hate to see Zzadrina's place damaged...>
He keeps his ice-hued eyes on the two. The woman seems harmless enough, and he's fairly certain she is another follower of the Dark Maiden- <seems there are quite a few here.> But the look the man had flashed at the knight makes him uneasy. He reminds the young drow of Morganna. Something in the man's manner- like a predator on the prowl.... His half-sister was like that, too. And she was an assassin and thief....
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As I waited for the wine I ordered to be sent to the lady in the sliver white cloak, a strange looking fellow wearing a mask entered and made his way over to her table and sat down. The two began a conversation.
Lothir then turned towards me and remarked, [i:3418p150]"Is it just me, or did it suddenly become a bit cold in here? Tal, friend, are you sensing anything from him? Dangerous?" [/i:3418p150]
"I haven't checked yet but will do so," I said in a soft voice. "You've got a good nose for ill winds Lothir. Let's keep a weather eye eh?" I added as I casually dropped my hand down to the hilt of my longsword.
I concentrated in the direction of where the masked man and lady where seated [Detect Evil]
Lothir then turned towards me and remarked, [i:3418p150]"Is it just me, or did it suddenly become a bit cold in here? Tal, friend, are you sensing anything from him? Dangerous?" [/i:3418p150]
"I haven't checked yet but will do so," I said in a soft voice. "You've got a good nose for ill winds Lothir. Let's keep a weather eye eh?" I added as I casually dropped my hand down to the hilt of my longsword.
I concentrated in the direction of where the masked man and lady where seated [Detect Evil]
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She looked up and over feeling both of the eyes on her, well they where not just on her and she could see..no see was the wrong word she could sense what was going on. She didnt like the attention, she didnt want to get stuck in the middle of a fight.
Her eyes moved over looking to both the armored man aswell as his friend who was also watching her. Her gaze was the same as always, perhaps with a hint of worry in them but it was still tender, almost kind.
She looked back to the man across from her as she slid back a slight bit.
"You seem to have brought much attention on us" she said softly before she looked back to the armored man, she smiled a soft pulling of her lips which showed no teeth. She was ready to try to disarm the situation if it got too heated, the other seemed suspicous and the one at the table with her seemed hostile, it could make things unpleasant depending how things where handled.
Her eyes moved over looking to both the armored man aswell as his friend who was also watching her. Her gaze was the same as always, perhaps with a hint of worry in them but it was still tender, almost kind.
She looked back to the man across from her as she slid back a slight bit.
"You seem to have brought much attention on us" she said softly before she looked back to the armored man, she smiled a soft pulling of her lips which showed no teeth. She was ready to try to disarm the situation if it got too heated, the other seemed suspicous and the one at the table with her seemed hostile, it could make things unpleasant depending how things where handled.
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OOC: Rogar is LE, his sword is NE.
Rogar eyes followed Myna's gaze, and when he saw the the armored man and that other drow looking at him, he smiled at them, and he knew that the man in the armor was trying to figure out his moral values, "I am an assassin, what do you think my moral position is?" He called out to him, "Have you come to judge me for my 'sins' against your god? Here, let me save you the trouble." He pulled out a small waterproof booklet, 100 pages, all filled with crossed out names. He tossed it to the paladin, and chuckled.
Rogar eyes followed Myna's gaze, and when he saw the the armored man and that other drow looking at him, he smiled at them, and he knew that the man in the armor was trying to figure out his moral values, "I am an assassin, what do you think my moral position is?" He called out to him, "Have you come to judge me for my 'sins' against your god? Here, let me save you the trouble." He pulled out a small waterproof booklet, 100 pages, all filled with crossed out names. He tossed it to the paladin, and chuckled.
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Talwyn Aureliano
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OOC: didn't need to know actual alignment, just that he's evil is enough 
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As I concentrated, I detected two sources of evil, the man and a weapon he carried. Both of them radiated a strong miasma of evil. I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes for a second to clear my head from the uncomfortable sensation of feeling such evil so close. I then glaanced up as the assasin called out to me in a challenging mocking tone. He threw a notebook towards us. The Inn's hubbub suddenly faded and the staff of the Inn began to look a bit edgy.
The booklet landed on the table. I glanced down at it, opened it and quickly read through the lists of crossed out names. I looked back at the assasin, a faint smile on my lips.
"Well that just made my job so much easier. Evidence and a confession in front of a Inn full of wittnesses. If only every other blackguard and villan confessed like this and said "cor 'guv, it woz me wot dun it! ya got me bang ta rights!" we'd have very little need for lengthy trials. I do have one question for you. Which do you prefer: hemp, silk or flax?" I said as I rose from my chair.
Det.Eb0l won't let you know the targets complete AL unfortunately
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As I concentrated, I detected two sources of evil, the man and a weapon he carried. Both of them radiated a strong miasma of evil. I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes for a second to clear my head from the uncomfortable sensation of feeling such evil so close. I then glaanced up as the assasin called out to me in a challenging mocking tone. He threw a notebook towards us. The Inn's hubbub suddenly faded and the staff of the Inn began to look a bit edgy.
The booklet landed on the table. I glanced down at it, opened it and quickly read through the lists of crossed out names. I looked back at the assasin, a faint smile on my lips.
"Well that just made my job so much easier. Evidence and a confession in front of a Inn full of wittnesses. If only every other blackguard and villan confessed like this and said "cor 'guv, it woz me wot dun it! ya got me bang ta rights!" we'd have very little need for lengthy trials. I do have one question for you. Which do you prefer: hemp, silk or flax?" I said as I rose from my chair.
In War: Resolution. In Defeat: Defiance. In Victory: Magnanimity. In Peace: Goodwill.