Closed A Past Reminder [Nickolai Marin]

Shalita meets an old childhood friend.

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This lazy agricultural settlement rests on the swampy shores of the Middle Suvan at the delta of The Kenash River. The River's slow moving bayou waters have bred a different sort of people - rugged, cultured, and somewhat violent. Sprawling plantations of tobacco and cotton grow on the outskirts of the swamp in the rich Cyphrus soils, while the city itself curls around the bayou and spawns decadence and sins of all sorts. Life is slower in Kenash, but the lack of pace is made up for in the excesses of food and flesh in a city where drinking, debauchery, gambling, slavery, and overbearing plantation families dominate the landscape.

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A Past Reminder [Nickolai Marin]

Postby Shalita Farlay on August 13th, 2014, 4:41 am

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She saw his arms passed through her form in an attempt to hug her and her gaze closed for a brief moment, as not for the first time that day, that she wished she could feel the embrace of another. Silently she listened to his words as they fell from his lips and she bowed her head. Indeed, her life had been stolen from her grasp, forcibly taken with brute force and for that, she mourned. Their goal had been to return to Zeltiva rich, that was after she had sailed the Suvan Sea. She knew that she was right, bringing more death wouldn’t change a thing, but the moment that he began to speak of living for the both of them, she couldn’t help but smile softly. He was like that in a way, always being able to make her smile, even when she was torn up about something that she had felt so strongly about. He just had a way with words really, when he was thinking clearly that was, for she had found that he could often be brash and needed a gentle hand and a clear mind to help him see reason. She was glad that she could still do this for him.

She almost wanted to think that she had control of her own life, now that she was a ghost, but her human one had been so easily taken from her and so she wasn’t so sure that this one couldn’t be taken from her as well. She didn’t know all the ups and downs of being a ghost. She knew that she could do a couple of things, but even that took a lot of effort on her part, slowly Nick would stand back and the young ghost turned to view him a soft smile curving her lips as she heard his final words. Yes she snuck food from their pantry many times for him, but that was only because she didn’t like to see him starve. ”Mother would ask where some of the food went, but she always knew where, I wasn’t exactly the best thief of all time, she tolerated it though.” Slowly, she angled her head slightly to the right as she pondered his words, even if she did managed to stay, wouldn’t it be grim to keep a ghost around? He would be constantly cold whenever she visited him and not to mention he probably wouldn’t get used to the simple fact that she no longer needed doors to walk into a building.

Shalita then glanced away for a moment, a sigh upon her lips, now that she had stumbled upon her childhood friend there was no way that she would voluntarily leave him, not now. Her pale blue gaze focused back upon him and she nodded her head. ”I will stay Nick, if only to look out for you. The gods know that you do tend to get yourself into a lot of trouble. However, I don’t know everything there is to know about being a ghost, so if I disappear for some reason, it’s because something happened.” She managed a smile as she ran a hand through her hair, ”Hell I don’t think that anything can hurt me, but I could be wrong. Just because I haven’t stumbled across anything, doesn’t mean that it isn’t out there. However, I will stay for as long as I can.” With that she gave a final nod of her head.


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A Past Reminder [Nickolai Marin]

Postby Nickolai Marin on August 15th, 2014, 6:51 am

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There was no verbal response when Shalita recounted how she was not the greatest thief in the world, but in its place a light chuckle. It was true, no matter how hard she had tried to keep up with the young larcenist years past...she couldn't steal her way out of a paper bag. However, Nickolai was grateful that she did not turn out like him; for where he was a cold-hearted thief, she was loving. Even in death, she was a wonderful person...and it hurt him to no end to see that life snuffed out so early. Nevertheless, his smile never wavered until his laughter had ceased, at which point he heard the slight apprehension laced in her tone. As a spirit, there were numerous changes that she had to become accustomed to; and perhaps new risks.

"The gods...pfft...The gods know so much, yet they do so little. They know that I starved, yet what did they do?" he retorted, before drawing a calming breath. "In any case, you may be free from the dangers of the living, but there might be things that can harm spirits. I don't even know if magic would harm you, but I'd rather not find out. Just be careful and everything will be fine, I'm sure." he said, giving her that confident smile that was nothing short of a trademark at this point. At that point, he parted his lips in order to say more...but was disturbed by the hooting of a fowler. Looking up, he could barely make out its presence in the tree above; and suddenly became very consious of the hour.

"Alas, it is late my dearest friend, and morning shall be upon us soon. I'd rather not be discovered in my gear, so, let us meet up here on the morrow. There is much we have to catch up on, wouldn't you agree?" he said, stepping forward. Although frivilous, the young larcenist then leaned forward and "touched" his lips to her cheek before striding past. "And who knows? Maybe we can put that form of yours to good use...Ghosts don't need to pick locks after all."

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A Past Reminder [Nickolai Marin]

Postby Vice on August 18th, 2014, 4:24 pm

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Shalita Farlay :
Lores
  • Melancholy, Stalking the Hooded Man
  • Nickolai: Breaks into Buildings
  • Nickolai: Thief
  • Nickolai: Intelligent
  • Fearful Memories: A Past Best Left Forgotten
  • Death by the Harvest
  • Raped by a Symenestra
  • Recounting one's own death
  • Nickolai: Promises to Avenge Me.
  • Compassion for a Thief
  • Death: A Grieved Acceptance
  • 'Life' as a Ghost: I wish I could feel his embrace...
  • Promise to Nickolai: I will Stay for You


Nickolai Marin :
Skills
  • +2 Stealth
  • +1 Larceny
  • +3 Rhetoric
  • +2 Socialization
  • +4 Observation

Lores
  • Vendetta against the Wealthy
  • Stealth: Hugging the Walls
  • Stealth: Clinging to Shadows
  • Shalita: Ghost!
  • Shalita's Death: Anger at the Gods
  • Symenestra: Rapist Scum
  • Promise to Shalita
  • Reaching out to Shalita
  • Shalita: A Wonderful Person


Shared Lores:

Location: Traveler's Complex
Kalinor: Home of the Symenestra
Reunion: A Ghost and a Thief

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