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Post by Rivers on Sept 3, 2014 0:26:13 GMT
The man looks at them with a nervous smile pasted on his face. Well they could easily be lying, but he'd have to gamble at some point, and if he needed to it might as well be now. "Alright fellas, if that's they way you want it I'll come along peacefully, but know this, you've given your word, and that is a bond, if you break it there will be a price and it will not be me you need to pay it to." He says and walks forward.
"So how should we do this?" He asks then turns slightly red. "Be gentle~"
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Post by NPC Human on Sept 3, 2014 1:37:10 GMT
The men only grunted in response, one ripped off a piece of their cloak to make a blind fold. The man who had done most of the speaking only rolled his eyes at the be gentle joke. It was obvious these men were used to this type of humor.
”First remove your weapons; all of them, and hand them to the person holding the blind fold. Then you can blind fold yourself. We are not taking you into the village armed. Whether or not you get your weapons back will be left up to our clan leader.”
Short and simple; they really weren’t going to take him anywhere armed. The man who held the blind fold gave an apologetic grin.
”Sorry lad, weapons have to go. Wurud would have our thumbs if we brought you armed….you wouldn’t want to have men put out of work would ya?”
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Post by Rivers on Sept 3, 2014 1:46:16 GMT
The man drops his hand in surrender. "Alright, alright, I can tell your being serious about the whole thing." He says and reaches into his pocket taking our a small armory of throwing knives, there were at least a dozen. He also takes out a set of ornate and beautiful katana connected by a chain. He also hands them the clicking curved tube.
After a moment he shifts uncomfortably "oh, forgot one." He reaches into his pants and produces another knife from both the front and the back and one from his right boot. "Forgive the smell on the one from the back of my pants...please don't ask where I was keeping it." He requests with a wink. Then he takes the blindfold and ties it onto himself.
"Remember fellas, your word is your bond." He reminds them twirling his finger and smirking.
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Post by NPC Human on Sept 3, 2014 2:02:08 GMT
The one who gave the blind fold collected the small armory, not really to shock with the sheer amount of the hidden arsenal; it wasn’t like each one of them hadn’t been loaded with stuff. However when the knife from the back of the pants was produced a look of disgust was on the man’s face as he held out the knife far from his person. The man who spoke originally raised an eyebrow and nodded to another one in the group to go check to make sure everything was given. The other man came forward and frisked Rivers down…thoroughly; they really weren’t taking any chances what so ever.
”No metal wires or anything in that special spot right?”
They were careful to check everything and remove any other items they found. Before taking some rope and tying the man’s hands together, then leading him up the steep mountain. It would be a good hour or so until they navigated the winding paths up onto what seemed like a wider more well-worn path.
”You were in an area where only locals usually roam; your now on a path which is more commonly traveled by approved visitors; frankly our paths are a maze and easy to get lost…but we rather not have a non local learning its ins and outs…hence the blindfold. If we have any luck Wurud will still be at the inn…and if your permitted to stay you won’t have far to go.”
Really the blokes were just doing their job; they didn’t have it out for this odd stranger. Although he did have some nice stuff. Soon they got to the Leaky Wheel. They stopped outside while one went in to see if they could go find Wurud. They came back shortly after; having enough time to explain the situation.
”Wurud will be out in a minute”
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Post by Rivers on Sept 3, 2014 2:29:56 GMT
When they check the man they find no other weapons, but they do find a bottle of ink, a black feathered quill and a small rock wrapped in leather. "I would like those back once you are sure they are not weapons." He tells the man. "I agreed to give you my weapons, taking other things is breaking your word and depending on how this turns out do you want to have lied to me?" He asks with a smile.
Though when they bind his hands he flexes a bit. He lets out a sigh. "Listen fellas, I am going to need all of that stuff back at some point." Though as he is nudged along the track he stumbles into the man in front of him. "I'm sorry about that, I kinda haven't eaten in quite a while...do you have any food?" he asks with a shy smile.
Though as they stood with him he asks. "So anyone got any good stories?"
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Post by Aria Wurud on Sept 3, 2014 3:05:40 GMT
Just for that they pocketed the other stuff; whether he got it back or not later would remain to be seen.
”We are only honor bound to see that you remained unharmed up to meeting our leader; and Wuruds the one who will decide what to do with you and whether or not you get your stuff back.”
The rest of them let out a good laugh. When he asked if they had any good stories they stopped to think for a bit. They were about to start when the door to the Leaky wheel opened. The men fell silent; Aria had walked out of the Inn and had her blue green gaze upon the new comer. She was silent as she motioned to the on with the weapons to come forward. She picked up the twin katana’s and examined them. Sliding one out of the sheath. She pointed the tip at the new comer just grazing the blind fold so it fell from its hold.
”Well kept blades”
Her voice came out in a purr.
”Tell me what is your name; and what is your business on my islands”
The bound man would find himself looking at a rather petite woman with wild red hair. She was dressed in a deep forest green floor length gown with long loose sleeves cinched up in thirds by darker green ribbons. Her dress had a squared neckline that was lowcut showing the barest amount of cleavage. The edging of her dress was embroidered with a vine like pattern in a green that matched the ribbons. It was an elegant dress on its own, but it was only enhanced by a lighter brown corset. The corset went over her breasts in a vest like fashion, and laced up the back. It comes down in a v like pattern around her waist, sectioning off into a long strips that go down to the bottom hem of her dress. The corset has a deep vine like patters coming up from the diamond pointed strips which seem to grow and wrap around the main bodice. Her feet amusingly were bare; and upon her head a circlet of gold and red gems fell. On her neck also was a large red jewel that hung upon a gold chain.
She currently held each of the katana’s in her hands examining the blade that she had unsheathed. A knowing smile dancing across her fair features.
”My men also say you had a run in with the Red Spirit”
It really wasn’t a question more of a statement.
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Post by Rivers on Sept 3, 2014 3:36:03 GMT
As the men pocket his belongings he smiles. "Well don't say I didn't warn you."
Rivers looks around as the men gather around him and as Aria he smiles, raises his right hand over his head and bows to the woman letting the rope uncoil to the ground. "Well if you are the chief here it is a pleasure to meet you." He says as he steps forward out of the group. If one of them attacks he would get out of the way, but he then says.
"My name is...Rivers...I am a traveling bard who washed ashore on your island and was rescued by this Red Spirit of which you speak. I have a great interest in great stories and in great people and something tells me that you are one of those." He says giving her both a wink and a charming smile. "Now your men, seem to have been planning something awful for me, and have taken several items of value to me." He says as he drops the bag of sleeping darts that he had pick pocketed onto the ground.
"Now normally I would keep it quiet that I had done these things, but as you would have found out eventually and since your men don't seem to be very dedicated to keeping their word, this seems less wise." He begins to pace around. "So tell me Ms. Wurud, what does a beauty like you, want with me?" He asks flashing her a white smile.
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Post by Aria Wurud on Sept 3, 2014 4:09:55 GMT
Aria raised an amused brow as the ropes fell; her eyes slide over to her men whom had obviously gone pale as they slowly realized they had screwed up.
”You had better hope the puppy was the one who tied him up…”
As the darts hit the ground Aria out right laughed; her laugh was loud and infectious. There was a collective group of colorful swears coming from the ones who brought the man up, realizing exactly how deep of shit they were in for letting him get ahold of any sort of weapons. Aria laughing at the whole situation only made them more jumpy. Aria then pointed the naked blade towards her men, shaking her head.
”You give him back whatever you pocketed; you obviously failed as thieves. Consider yourselves on latrine duty back in the commons for the next month”
Aria turned her attention back to the man who introduced himself as Rivers. At least he wasn’t shocked to find a woman as clan chief as so many were…most wouldn’t guess she was the Bog Burglar clan leader at first glance….it was why she often usually had her second pose as head when visiting other islands. It was more amusing that way. His flattery went unanswered as he circled her, her eyes not leaving him for a second. Her smile fell however when he tried to turn this around on her men.
”My men may be lousy at making sure all there hens are in the coop, but they are careful with their careful with there wording…one of you what did you promise this man?”
The one who had originally spoke to rivers the most stepped forward.
”We told him we’d bring him to you unharmed, and that you would decide what happened after that…and whether or not he’d get his weapons back then to…”
Aria motioned for the other weapons to be handed to her, she took hold of all but the last knife which was still held out far away from the one who was holding it…..for some reason she figured she didn’t want to touch that one…. Aria then turned back towards Rivers with her brow raised.
”Now Rivers; you have seemed to have very much made it up the mountain unharmed; have you not? I believe my men have fallowed there word to the letter else Saden strike them down where they stand.”
As soon as one of the gods names where mentioned the men mad an odd symbol across there chest; they hated when their boss used the gods names so freely. Aria only chuckled; they deserved to be kept on their toes anyhow.
”As for what I want with you is a reason to why you’re on my island, in a non-authorized area to boot. You say you’re a story teller; but frankly how do I know for certain you’re not from one of the other clans here to cause trouble? Because really it’s getting late in the evening and I rather have dinner settle before chasing after trouble.”
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Post by Rivers on Sept 3, 2014 11:51:39 GMT
As Aria gives her men a cold stare Rivers raises his hands in a gesture of appeasement. "Don't be too hard on them, that actually did quite a good job, I needed to use quite a lot of tricks to end up in a situation where I am still horribly disadvantaged." He points out as there were a lot of them and one of him and he was relatively unarmed.
Rivers gladly recieves back the things that were pocketed, but when one goes looking for his leather bound rock Rivers would take it out of his pocket and smile a the man knowingly. "Actually I am unharmed and they did say they were going to disarm me, I do not have an issue with that. But they said as long as I gave up my weapons, frisking me for my coins, feather and ink were not park of the deal." he points out, for some reason he found himself oddly fixated on these items...he wondered why.
"Well either way, I have them back now so no harm done." His face was still masked with a calm smile that seemed unwavering but behind his eyes his mind was working, trying to figure out the situation he had gotten himself into. Though then a name comes up and Rivers finds himself asking before he can stop himself. "Who's Saden?" He asks with a slight tilt of his head.
Then after whatever response he gets he moves onto explain. "Well I don't really know what you are talking about regarding the other clans, thing either, but if there is food to be had, can I join in? I tangled with some fire breathers in the forest and I'd rather not go and try to fight a pack of them again." he admits, especially now that he did not have his knives.
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Post by Aria Wurud on Sept 4, 2014 1:10:05 GMT
”The point my good sir is to strip em of hope before they even get to me…”
Aria looked down at the darts that River had swiped and dropped; that wasn’t exactly what she’d call un armed. She motioned for one of the men to go retrieve it; they did so quickly pocketing back their darts. She nodded when he mentioned that the rest of the stuff was not apart of the deal.
”And they will certainly be punished for being so sloppy about it.”
Her face blanked slightly when Rivers ended up asking who Saden was….she blinked….almost everyone she came across knew who Saden was...
”…To answer that question you must ask yourselves who were the creators of the world we live on…”
He only grew more strange when he hadn’t any clue about the clans either; Aria tapped the swords she held on the ground in thought. Was this man truly as clueless as he claimed or was it an elaborate hoax….
”Tell you what Rivers as an apology for my mens sloppy job I will treat you to something to eat…and you can tell me exactly what you do know. After that I will decided whether or not to give you the rest of your belongings back….and whether or not you’re staying on my land”
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Post by Rivers on Sept 4, 2014 1:39:58 GMT
Rivers raises his hands and flourishes. "Alas milady, hope is something that one much comprehend their situation to lose." he points out as he steps forward accepting her offer to enter.
"And as I have lost my memories of before I washed ashore here, understanding is something I doubt I will be obtaining any time soon." he says as he steps inside with a nonchalancy and confidence that seemed at odds with the revelation he had just admitted to.
"I am unsure about the creator of the world, but I know many stories, Saden is none of them though. I know a story of a great serpent who ate the rock and we are the minutia whom inhabit it as it travels eternally though the serpent's gullet. Another of a great mage born before the world who wish for a domain of his own and channeling the primal powers created this world...The story of a dragon who flew through space and curled up in a ball to sleep and who's body had become the ground on which we stand the who's flame rests at the center of the planet. There are many stories, each as credible as the last."
"But I will gladly accept your apology." He says with a wan smile and steps inside.
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Post by Aria Wurud on Sept 4, 2014 2:07:41 GMT
She waved the others off; and walked into the tavern. It was relatively quiet tonight; only a few were seated around well-worn tables. There really was no entertainment tonight; the dancers only came out once a week. The rest of the time it was a fairly peaceful place to relax. Aria called for some food and then took a seat at the bar. All while this was happening she was mulling over the idea that this man really was missing his memories…At last she spoke after laying out all but one of Rivers weapons on the counter in front of her….she wasn’t about to touch that last knife…She then turned to Rivers.
”Either the statement of you losing your memories is complete bull shit, or you just pulled those creation stories out of your ass.”
She chuckled slightly.
”Most folks you run into here believe in the old gods; a belief that has been around for longer then what’s been recorded in our history. There are six gods, Mylee the god of life, Zepon the god of death, Ai the goddess of love, her daughter Vennessa the goddess of passion, Caster the goddess of chaos and magic, and last but not least Saden the god of knowledge. Our lives are governed by their gifts and teachings; many of our holidays revolve around them as well….There are other religions as well that don’t believe in the old ones; and there are religions that only worship only one or two of the great six.”
Aria drummed her fingers along the counter thinking; Rivers had defiantly showed the quick fingers she expected of her men….and claimed not to be a part of another clan. If he didn’t have an allegiance he could be useful, but then again it was really to soon to tell, he could be full of bs to.
”….memories or not what are your intentions now that you are here?”
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Post by Rivers on Sept 4, 2014 2:24:00 GMT
As Aria says that either he must be lying about his memories or the stories he smiles at her deviously. "Ah~ need that be the case? One could forget about themselves and their life, but recall something much more important, myth and story, the ones that are hidden, secret, or dying." He tells her as he glances around at the patrons.
"But whether you believe me or not is not my concern and I do not really care as it is your judgement to make." As the bartender places a drink down he takes it so smoothly and casually no one actually realizes it was not originally his drink. He sits down across from Aria and hears her story and nods. "Got it, I'll need to remember that if its the common belief around here. Is there a library or anything with that kind of information around?" He asks, Rivers knowledge was spotty, he did not remember his past, but there were still things that stuck out to him and things he just knew about.
He takes a couple of coins from a bag and begins to juggle them. He had retrieved his coins before returning here then lets them fall to the table heads, tails, tails, heads, tails. He smiles as the random result. "Well if you must know my grand intentions, first..." He leans forward with a dramatic pause. "I'm gonna drink this beer."
After a long swallow he looks around and waves to one of the serving girls. "Then I'll be taking you up on your offer for food. I would also like to know where the hell I am...beyond that...dunno." he says leaning back on his chair a bit. "I suppose I'll travel maybe? Not like I've got a whole lot of options." He admits.
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Post by Aria Wurud on Sept 5, 2014 2:01:05 GMT
Aria watched as the drink got so casually snatched, her lips curling into a smile. He certainly was one for flowery words; really he would fit in well here….that is if he proved on the up and up. She nodded when he asked if there was a library; that was a certain pride and joy of hers on her islands.
”Yes actually; the library here is my pride and joy…well my fathers pride and joy. It’s the largest in the Barbaric Archipelago. It’s on the main island of Norstrum located in the higher elevation of the shopping district. It’s impressive really; I spend much of my time there.”
She laughed when he stated his intention; of chugging down his pilfered beer…however she stop and frowned as she looked at the coins on the table. She picked up one and held it up into the light examining it….it wasn’t there currency at all…or any of the other clans for that matter.
”This money is useless here unless melted down for its metal…where on earth did you get this. It’s not from anywhere from around here…
She was starting to believe he truly wasn’t from any other clan here; more so when he hadn’t a clue where he was.
”…I’m taking the chance and believing that this tall tale has some truth in it….You are on Bog Burglar territory, one of the many clans that occupy three of a large scattered amount of islands. It is said that all the islands once use to be a large stretch of land called Nova; but a greedy Emperor sought to control to much….resulting in the sinking of the land; our islands are what are left of that land…”
She paused looking him up and down.
”…My clan usually seeks out people with your unusual skill set; if you wish in exchange for your allegiance to my clan I will offer you a home here….and a job. That is if you are willing to swear secrecy when it comes to anything you learn regarding this clan while here on the islands.”
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Post by Rivers on Sept 5, 2014 2:12:44 GMT
As Aria admits that there is a library Rivers smiles and claps after setting down the mug, a melodious laugh rolling out from him core. "Hahahaha~ that's the best news I have heard all day. I can't let a little thing like forgetting myself and my history get in the way of good reading." He tells her still smiling as he grabs some of the food that arrives.
"If your father is a man of books and paper he must be wise indeed. Something that can transfer knowledge across large distances and even across time itself, books a truly a treasure of this world." He says as he takes a bite of whatever he had happened to grab. Though he frowns when she tells him his money is useless.
"Well that's certainly inconvenient." He admits "Well I'm not sure if I am ready to make any vows of fealty or any kind of unending loyalty. But if it is secrecy you want, I can promise you that. So how about we strike a deal, I will work for you on a job by job basis for now. Impress me and assuming I see that there's nothing better out there. I'll join your clan in full, until then think of me as a temporary member who promises not to share secrets shared iwth him." He yells her raising his hand and smiling.
"I can also serve as an entertainer. I imagine in my previous life I must have been a bard of immense stature and skill. Possibly a court story teller or a king's royal bard."
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