Where to Start? (Open)

by **Brodon Windriver** on May 19th, 2012, 4:55 pm

Brodon backed a few steps towards the door and called the innkeeper's name. There was an angry reply about broken doors and Brodon winced and sighed, "I am fearing to ask if you can be going into back alley for getting clothes that is left there. I am being very sorry about the door, my friend."

There was a harsh laugh, "Why, OF COURSE!" the sarcasm was withering, "After you frighten away all my customers, what else have I to do but run your errands? Perhaps when the guards arrive, THEY will want drinks!"

Guards? Brodon grimaced, 'Of course there would be guards.' he cursed to himself, 'Mahib, the innkeeper would not call them, but surely one or more of the customers would. WE need to settle this now.'

He turned back and looked from one man to the other as he spoke. "None of us is needing the city guard-men to be getting into being part of this, am I being correct?" he looked at the Dhani, "I think it was me you were meaning to hit, yes. I am needing to know why you try to kill me if we are to be coming to deal."

by **Gracen** on May 20th, 2012, 5:27 am

While the other two were talking, Gracen set his sword down to quickly don his clothes. The dirty clothes were wadded up and held in his off hand as he picked up his blade again. These two were obviously connected, the one wanting to kill the other, and Gracen had no great desire to get caught up in the middle of things, but sometimes things just sat on a person and gave them little choice in the matter.

"Let's get out of here," he barked in common, and then, because the one was obviously a Drykas, he added in Kenashi-accented Pavi, "What do you intend?"

by **Brodon Windriver** on May 20th, 2012, 10:38 am

Brodon's eyes widened at the welcome sound of Pavi, regardless of the accent. Finally he could say something without sounding like an idiot. Although, when he considered what he was going to propose to the Dhani, the human may well think him an idiot anyway. He answered him in Pavi, hoping the Dhani did not speak it as well.

"I think he wants information about this symbol I have sketched. Or the sketch itself. I have no money to speak of. It is the only unique item I possess, and, after showing it around, an assassin is hired to kill me, targeting you by mistake. If I can find out who hired him, I may just let him have it, so his contractors will not know that I know who they are."

by **Gracen** on May 20th, 2012, 7:50 pm

Gracen considered this for a moment and then replied in Pavi, taking a bit of a chance.

"I don't appreciate being attacked, whether on accident or of a purpose. When we figure out who sent him, I will help you mete out whatever justice we deem fit."

Then to the naga in Common, "Move. If the guard come, you are the one they will throw into Hai."

by **Brodon Windriver** on May 20th, 2012, 9:17 pm

Brodon looked at the man in surprise, responding in Pavi with a bow, "Such a gracious offer when you owe me nothing! I had feared you might wish to put ME at swordpoint for my lack of planning endangering you. You have my sincerest thanks and apologies, sir."

The innkeeper, Mahib, came in just then carrying a bundle of clothes, saying in common, with a hint of a grin, "Here, young sir. Now when you finish disturbing the peace, I trust you will repair my door and mop up the spilled ale in the common room."

Brodon grinned sheepishly at the innkeeper and reverted back to common, "Also you are having my apolo...logies, my friend. I will be doing all that I can." He turned to the Dhani, tossing his clothes at his feet, "Getting dressed yourself, please. I am offering you. Give me names of my enemies and I am giving you what you are needing to succeed your contract, short of my being dead."

by **Ispsyavinsens** on May 21st, 2012, 3:32 pm

Vins had wilted inside when Mahib mentioned guards. He'd hoped that by cooperating with these men the guards wouldn't be called. His two captors kept speaking in a language he didn't understand as well, and if they didn't want him to know what they were saying he assumed they were talking about what to do with him.

He began shifting yet again. This was likely the most he'd had to change shape in a day in a long time, but his clothing was cut for a human.

"If guards come, I am taken by them?" he asked as he pulled on his yellow tunic and cloak.

"Not want to talk as much if guards will take me." Vins was hardly in a position of leverage, and he knew it, but maybe he had just enough to avoid being handed to the guards once these men knew what they wanted.

"Where, uh, sshould... I wait while you clean floor?"

by **Gracen** on May 21st, 2012, 11:10 pm

Grace was having none of it. As the naga pulled his tunic over his head, a strong, callused hand clapped over his shoulder, the point of his blade held at his ribs. The snake men could move fast, but Grace could shove that blade into his heart before he was struck down.

"Cleaning later. Answers now. Let's go."

He nodded to the young Drykas, who seemed capable enough at survival. Grace would just have to teach him about expediency. He pushed the failed assassin toward the door, nodding to the Drykas to lead the way.

by **Brodon Windriver** on May 22nd, 2012, 1:24 am

"I am not wanting you to for capturing by the guards either." Brodon said, his worry about the guards starting to show on his face. Even though he hadn't been attacker or victim, he was still the stranger in town, and he had already felt the disdain the Eypharians had for "his type", as they had said several times. 'No' he told himself, 'I have done nothing wrong, I'll be alright.' He took a deep breath and nodded at the human, who now had a sword at the Dhani's ribs.

He walked through the common room, occasionally looking back to be sure there was no escape attempt by the Dhani. He turned to the innkeeper, "If it is being good for you not to say I was here, please be letting my bird out. He will be finding me easier enough. I am hoping you can be keeping Lovaak in the stables."

Mahib winked, "I do not know what you are talking about. I didn't see or hear anything. That door has been like that for weeks."

by **Ispsyavinsens** on May 22nd, 2012, 11:04 am

Vins inhaled sharply as the blade tip pressed into his chest and held up his hands, palms out.

"Not plan anything," he stammered. He couldn't help nervously laughing as he allowed himself to be led by Gracen through the inn.

"We go to your room before guards come or we leave?" he asked, although he quickly reconsidered the wisdom of asking too many questions of the two men. "Nevermind. I follow anywhere, no problems. Look forward to see bird again."

He flashed a weak smile at his captors and the innkeeper.

"Next time I come here under better circlesstances, maybe."

by **Gracen** on May 22nd, 2012, 11:59 pm

He looked to the Drykas to lead the way, keeping a close eye instead upon his captive, who seemed oddly cowardly for a cold-blooded race. If only he were fully prepared, carrying his longer sword and girt to go out, but he had thought the shorter sword enough protection for the baths of his inn. Now he knew better, and would have to save enough money for a place with a private bath, or just go dirty like a commoner. He had before.

Perhaps there would be enough people outside that it would be prudent to hide his blade, but for the nonce, he kept it at the snake's ribs, his muscles tingling with Fluxed djed just waiting to be put to use.