Wandering the city (Closed)

[Wystern]

It was obvious that the man in front of him was falling for Tressa. Romantic antics are not something to be scolded about, but in this case, the way the man carried himself was disturbing. It was the way he looked at her, like a predator stalking his prey. It was funny, in a way, that he didn't know how to act in this situation. When Wys told him it was rude to stare, he should have just averted his gaze instead of making more obvious. Eye candy is eye candy, but ogling is just creating an uncomfortable situation. Wys wouldn't alienate him so if the man just stopped tripping over every skirt that walked by.

Wys untied the sword, and leaned it on the chair.The weapon felt uncomfortable whilst sitting down. The crowd started picking up on the noise again, Wystern's presence getting noticed less and less. He saw a maid coming with the food, in the corner of his eye.

"I'm not sure what brought me here actually, other than it was my mother's wish to live here. It is very pretty here, and a bit over eventful, one will never get bored."

The Knight nodded carefully listening to the answer. In his experience, the Konti didn't exactly seek safety so much as knowledge, but who is he to judge. As for it being Eventful, it will grow on a person in due time. Still, at this point in time, he started to wonder if she really was a Konti, the beauty didn't seem too...human. It was just some inert feeling that he couldn't dismiss. He got those a lot, often without a justifiable reason, sort of intuitively.

"Well I came to this town for trade."

At this point in time, the maid came down with four jugs of ale accompanied by four bowls of stew. Wystern smiled and thanked her when she walked off.
He would pay when everyone was done.

"What kind of trade? Anything specific?"

[Tressa]

Tressa gazed at the girl. She wasn't sure why she liked her. Tressa had thought of her as food, now as a child. Where were her parents, chaperone, someone to return her to? She had chosen to sit beside her, why her? Tressa wasn't the nurturing type, atleast 90% of the time she wasn't. Just slightly annoyed she refrained from switching seats or pushing the girl away. Afterall she was irritated, not rude. Letting her hair fall from her fingertips Tressa sighed. "So, Tiza where do you belong? Or, belong to?" Her face set and her tone even, her eyes focused only on The girls face. Maybe she hadn't chosen the best words, but they worked. Waiting for the girls reply Tressa moved her attention to Leon.

Leon looked lost in thought, maybe arguing with himself. He looked mad, tired, both? Sleep wasn't far off for her. After so long of being in cooler damper climates the heat of the day had left her somewhat exhausted. His answer was short, shorter than hers but it left her curious. Staying silent she waited for Wys or Tiza to ask what she was thinking. What kind of trade, weapons, furs, Ugh furs she shuddered thinking of it. There were so many kinds of trade. Leon didn't look like a fur trader, which was good, but that didn't mean he wasn't.

Wys seemed to be watching Leon closly, and it only interested her further. Wys was a knight, off duty, but nonetheless he thought the same weither on the clock or off, atleat most people in his trade did. Maybe he was the exception, either way he was observing him. The settling of his sword against his chair made a light thud and Tressa couldn't help but look. The noise had begun to pick up again, conversations about money, theft, family, deceit, debt. They all mingled together into one caotic ball inside her head, making her thoughts spin as her mind tried to understand it all against her will. Sometimes she wished she had selective hearing, but she managed to block it out.

The smell of food was growing stronger and Tressa glance up just as the waitress place four bowls of stew and four jugs of ale on the table. One bowl and jug in front of each person. Tressa smiled her thanks at the waitress. Slowly pushing the ale back a ways and then looking to her food. Forgetting her manners, letting her hunger win, she took her fork using it to seperate the meat from the other ingredients and began eating. Her attention set on her bowl. It was fully cooked, in her eyes way overdone, but it was food.

[Tiza]

Tiza sighed and stared down, obviously it brought back something she didnt want to talk about what tressa had asked, The girls face was soft and staring to develop her mature features. The scar really stood out from her features it looked fresh like it happened within the past few days

"well.. um my parents are..away right now"

Something told Tressa that it wasnt a complete lie but she wasnt telling the complete truth. The girl carried nothing but the clothes on her back and feathers wove in her hair. Tiza sniffed the air when she smelled food and smiled seeming to be really hungry. She slid two coins over to Tressa

"That is for who ever paid for this meal.. its not much but its all i have for now"

[Leon]

Leon watched the man closely he was seconds from getting up and saying stop starring at me!. But then again he was getting the feeling he was teaching him how it felt so he let the emotions once again bubble down to nothing. " How did I know I wouldn't escape that easily." Leon gave a short sigh as he was asked what kind of trade. It was apparent that they had come to the wrong conclusion. He was not here to sell things but instead buy. Simple things so he could continue his journey. Replacement parts for traps,, food supplies for the upcoming weeks of traveling. He could see that all eyes were upon him so he wanted to make it sound interesting. " Oh you know just selling people." Leon's smile went from ear to ear. But he could see it wasn't having the same reaction he had hoped. " No I'm just kidding, I'm here to buy stuff, i have nothing cool to offer to this wonderful city but my hard earned coins." Leon's eyes fixated upon the Mistress wielding the meals. She was armed, and well equipped to face Leon's upcoming battle. " Here you go!" And the battle was on. Leon looked around hoping his answer was enough. He watched and saw Tressa start into her meal. " Fair game now!" Leon took his best manners to eat the food but wound up with a fork full of whatever was on the plate before him. One could say that the meal had its desired effect, because within moments of it being put before him. One third of it had vanished into the void (aka Leon's stomach). Leon watched as Tressa pushed the ale away. He was glad to see another wasn't in the mood for the spirits. He had asked for it unsure of everyone's intentions. Leon pushed it over to Wyrn, giving him that "Its yours" kind of look. Leon was having a hard time figuring out the other girl. She seemed so strange to him. It took him a moment to actually take notice of her. She slid a couple of coins in Tressa's direction. It was strange to see someone who littlerly had nothing to start with winding up with two gold coins. Checking himself for any missing coins on his imeditate person he turned back to the table. The group was a strange one, and the night was starting to work at him. Leon was all but finished with his meal and set off to completing that task. He enjoyed this time with strangers, but he knew in the morning he would have another long day of searching for gear, since his efforts today were for not. Focusing more on Tressa he noticed that she too was getting quite tired. Her body seemed more relax, and her eyes didn't hold the strength to deal with the little one beside her. She made an attempt, but it seemed fruitless. Questions began running through his mind on where she planned to room, he thought maybe he would ask her. Yes after the meal he would ask.

[Wystern]

Wys smiled at the girl's offering to Tressa, wondering just where the coins came from, and trying to keep the lewd out of his mind. He wouldn't claim the fame, but pay for the meal, a thanks was enough, it was just his way to show some hospitality, not to mention that he would really want to question just where the coins came from...He didn't get this job for the glamor, he wanted to help people back then. Now, he didn't know anymore. He sort of liked the power, regardless of the side effects it brought. Wys did what he did because the one only other thing he knew how to do would hardly be called living.

"Oh you know just selling people."

A thousand thoughts of actions flashed through Wystern's mind. Slaver? Here? Slavers and rapists, Wys wouldn't regret or even so much as flinch at taking the life of any one-"No I'm just kidding, I'm here to buy stuff, i have nothing cool to offer to this wonderful city but my hard earned coins."

Wys almost let out a sigh of relief when he laughed. Damn, now he was being too tense.

"I can show you where to find whatever you may be looking for. So, everyone's got plans to stay somewhere for the night?"

[Tressa]

Tressa only nodded at the girl. She hadn't really cared to hear the answer obviously something bad had happened to her, but bad things happened all the time. Everybody had their own story, and in the reality of it all nobody ever truely cared. The scar would heal and the girl would survive or fail, either way it wasn't Tressa's problem. "I didn't pay for the meal" She said softly, pushing the coins to the middle of the table. She was too exhausted to exert frustration and she didn't want the girls money, no doubt it wasn't hers anyhow. Tressa knew the girl hadn't taken it from her, if she had.. Well the whole place would of known if she had. She didn't take kindly to being stolen from. Either Leon or Wys would take it and if not then the poor woman who had to deliver the meals to the tavern crowd would.

Leon a slaver? He didn't seem the type, not cold enought, but he was a man of few words, so who knew. She had seen it done by all types of people. "No I'm just kidding, I'm here to buy stuff, i have nothing cool to offer to this wonderful city but my hard earned coins." So he was joking. Tressa was indifferent to the subject, had he truely been a slave trader she wouldn't have felt any differently. It's just the way it was. Leon had scarfed his meal. Manners, well not many if any. This didn't surprise her though, did he even chew? She herself had only picked out the meat and left the rest to sit. The night was almost spent and the thoughts of tomorrow whirrled inside her head. She had no plans, no goals and she wasn't much interested in the housing choices this city had to offer. Cages one was free to exit and enter at will, but still cages. Why did humans like being in them so much? She'd spent very little of her life living inside any structure and she liked it that way.

Wys never said much either. It was alltogether a pretty quiet group. True language wasn't spoken with words anyhow. "Well since the city doesn't have much to offer tree wise, any inn will do." She was well aware that possibly nobody would understand what she ment, it wasn't obvious that she was a kelvic, save for her eyes and enlongated, pointed canines. Her hair resembled that of a Konti, but it was only another tell of the tiger camoflauged by human form. She hadn't morphed in a while, maybe tomorrow she would explore the city in her preferred form.

[Leon]

Leon glanced at Wyrn, he was sure he could show him the best places in town to buy goods and what have you. Being a guard he probably knew the city inside and out. With a nod he gave him acknowledgement. " I might have to take you up on that offer." Leon had thought this inn might be a good place to bed down. Mostly because he was to tired to go looking for any others. He listened to Tressa's statement, she confused him a little bit with the tree comment but then again people were different. Leon had a idea of how the pair could save a little money cause it was apparent they both didn't make complete arrangements for the night. Without thinking it completely through he began speaking to Tressa. " Tressa, I don't have a place for the night either? I'm sure we could save some money if you don't mind sharing a room with me for the night?" It still hadn't hit him that he had just asked the women to bed not even knowing her. He didn't have any quote unquote agendas with this request, but it would surely be misconstrued....

[Tressa]

Tressa stared at Leon, had she heard him right? Her expression turned blank all except for her widened eyes, which bore into his. He'd just asked her to bed? Or to share a bed? She wasn't sure and the uncertainty of it was eating at her. She was curious to know though, Had he ment in any sexual manner he'd end up slapped and made to sleep on the floor, had he ment it any other way he'd just end up on the floor. Either way she won. Her expression softened back to it's previous delicacy and sounding just a tad unsure of herself she answered "I will share a room with you, as for sharing the bed, well that's another thing." She kept her voice as calm as she could, she'd never agreed to something like this and decided she would most definately sleep in her true form.

[Hatter]

Awards for You! Character: Tressa, Wystern, Leon, Ash'eny Tiza Awarded XP: Tressa: +2 Observation, +1 Rhetoric, +2 Seduction, +1 Persuasion, +1 Philosophy Wystern: +2 Observation, +1 Negotiation, +1 Intimidation, +1 Rhetoric, +1 Philosophy Leon: +1 Begging, +3 Observation, +1 Seduction, +1 Investigation, +1 Persuasion Asheny: +1 Begging, +2 Subterfuge, +1 Acting, +1 Persuasion, +1 Brawling, +1 Weapon: Money Sap Tiza: +1 Seduction, +1 Subterfuge Awarded Lores: Tressa: Syliras City Proper (Minor), Cities are Full of People, Human Culture (Minor) Leon: Pride is a Fragile Mistress, Women > Logic, A Man's Eyes are His Worst Enemy Wystern: Men Become Fools for Women Ash'eny: Pranks Breed Hilarity (And Attention) Observations of a Mad Man: Wow, hectic thread. I'm guest grading for Dusk, so if you feel that I may have shorted any of you feel free to Pm me and we can work it out. The thread was a bit strange, but when you have a bunch of people at once I know things can get a bit confusing.