Completed Snaketongue vs Silvertongue

[Dmitri Saratov]

Timestamp: 8th of Fall, 514 AV 'Ouff, almost out of...everything!' Dmitri let out a low rumbling noise, not from his throat but from his stomach. He's not much of an indulger in eating, or most other things, but he keeps himself fairly healthy in terms of nutrition. Especially having gone through the godaweful journey from Ravok to Sunberth, food shortage and scurvy ran rampant throughout the travelling colony's journey. The path between the 2 regions was just very long and lacking settlements or farms along the way, add that to the limited speed as going faster than they already did would have consequences, for the carriage-horses more so than the people. But during such an 'expedition', the horses were far more important and valuable than any of the people in the colony. Cringing from the memories of that horrible passage, Dmitri decided to stock up on food and preservative salt. He only had limited storage and carrying capacity though, so it wasn't like he could buy food for the entire month, but he should be able to manage a good 5-7 days, if he didn't get robbed on the way back. The possibility of dangerous encounters, every time he went out in public, was something that he detested and enjoyed at the same time. It took him quite a while to get used to this city's mentality and anarchistic ways, but it made him feel that much more alive. He'd prefer being in a cagefight than being trapped in a golden cage, an epiphany that shook him to his core actually. As all he had known before now, was the golden cage, even if he never realized it at the time. Definitely food for thought, even if Dmitri could barely handle what he started to realize... Before Dmitri stepped out of his comfort zone, his own nest, he did his usual check that he trained day after day after day, punishing himself mentally and physically every time he had forgotten to do this most important routine. At the beginning it was tedious and sporadic to confirm he had his Night Eyes' Coin safely stashed still, beneath the exhausted candle on his desk, covered in wax and hidden from plain sight. Since there is rarely anyone in his room besides himself, the door locked at nearly all times and in the case a burglar does gain entry into his room, the odds of him taking a useless burnt out candle with him, was quite minimal. In Dmitri's opinion a much safer option than taking the coin with him wherever he went, as odds of being robbed and stripped of all earthly possessions, was far greater outdoors than indoors, especially in Sunberth! Apart from checking to see if his useless candle remained untouched and in position, he checked his outfit as well, particularly his headgear. Becoming a 'familiar face' is something he attempted to circumvent for as long as possible, it would intervene with his occupation to say the least. Usually chosing a dark coloured scarf, a dark mauve color being his favorite but changing as often as possible so that even that aspect of his appearance doesn't become branded in people's memories. Apart from those uniquely important confirmations, before leaving his personal den, he keeps an equally pinpoint-accurate eye on the lock on his door. While it's much more difficult to forget about it considering he needs to open it before leaving, he still focuses himself while locking it, solely on that action, for a professional assassin it would be one his best windows of time to strike, as Dmitri filters out everything else while handling the lock. It's barely a risk, at this point in time, to worry about though. Finally, he sets foot in the outside world and makes his way from The Sunset Quarters' Cheap Side towards the Baroque Bay to do some shopping. The early hours of the day were his favorite, when the sun just started shining its light upon the ancient city. As much of the riff-raff, ruffians and all sorts of criminals are still asleep at that time, not surprising as they usually stay up 'till the early hours of morning considering they operate best under night's blanket. Most of the days, Dmitri only encountered the more honest type of Sunberthians around that time, the people who tried their best to make a mostly honest living through hard work and 'legal' entrepeneurship. As he made his way through the city, he noticed a red thread during the morning, pamflets were neatly pinned on visible locations, they all had the same red mark on them...After Dmitri passed the 3rd one already, he decided to go check it out.

[Dmitri Saratov]

100 GM For EVERY LIVE Dhani Brought to Tua's Establishment !!! No questions asked; No questions answered. !!! Dmitri read the pamflet, confused as to why there was this sudden interest in the Dhani. He had no idea the day before there were several people and serpents seen coming from the ocean's depths into Baroque Bay. Which if he did knew, it wouldn't take much time to connect the dots. Fortunately for him, a living information point snuck up behidn him, the only thing giving the creep away was the pungent odor that accompanied him. Still, Dmitri was far too late to notice him to react before the beggar had tapped him on the shoulder as if they were best friends meeting for a good night out. "Early birds catch the worm, don't they, good sir?!" Dmitri was quick in jerking his shoulder away from the filthcoated beggar, with distrusting eyes he took in the underfed and tattered clothed old man, in Ravok he'd consider the old man harmless, a nuisance perhaps, but nothing more. In Sunberth however, even the feeblest of its residents was a threat, especially beggars, with so little to lose in this lawless town, they were unpredictable and dangerous. At the same time, a valuable source of information if you got a few coins to spare... "What can you tell me about this pamflet?" "Oohh, I don't know, good sir...What's it worth to you?" The usual haggling, beggars were good at it, especially when they knew they held leverage. Dmitri wasn't used to it and all he knew about how to deal with it was start low, but this beggar...Had keen eyes and a sharp mind for such a pover maintained body. Dmitri had started as low as he thought he could go, without sounding too cheap, 5 Silver Mizas seemed like a fair price. "Oh my, I can barely buy a nail to scratch my ass with that, good sir! Have mercy on this poor, poor soul!" Dmitri noticed the beggar dismissed the offer without stating a price of his own, not being the dumbest of the dozen, Dmitri called the beggar out before this game went on too long and he'd lose even more coins than necessary! His tone cold, nothing sinister or ruthless about it, but clearly without mercy for the 'poor, poor soul'. "Price?!" "... 5 Gold Mizas, my friend! Better deal impossible, you can earn 100 GM with this information, and I get a measly 5 in return..." The price was outrageous, unheard of for a beggar to earn 5 Gold Miza for a tidbit of information that can range from bullshyke to something worthwhile. But Dmitri realized the position he was in, advantageous but at the same time disadvantageous. The pamflets were all untouched and it was the brink of dawn, meaning he had a good shot of being one of the first to lay eyes upon them...The disadvantage of the situation was that this beggar seemed to know the game and how to abuse the situation...Which meant he wasn't going to let go until he shook all he could out of Dmitri's coinpurse! "Done..." Dmitri wasn't going to spend too many words or threats on the beggar, he'd probably seen his fair share of intimidations and worse to actually care what a random person has to say to him. However, Dmitri made sure to swipe his coat back and take hold of his coinpurse, which 'coincidentally' was in the pocket stitched on his Crux-stiletto side. Not exactly the most savage or efficient weapon in warfare, but in Sunberth...A silent and cloakable weapon meant more than a 1000 words. Dmitri's eyes didn't leave the beggar's, whose hungering look was focused solely on the hand moving towards 'his' coins...Until he saw the odd blade, a weapon used for swift and quiet homicide, noticeable to even a blind mole, the beggar was less certain of his 'confident attitude' as he swallowed an imaginary frog and his eyes shifted around in thought. Dmitri felt that the tables had turned, even if for only a moment, so he took advantage of it as best as he could, with few words and as cold as ever, but with a hint of venom mixed into it. "...I expect the truth, friend." "M-mhm..." After Dmitir's charitable donation to the old geezer, the glint of worry changed into the glint of gold, staring at the 5 Gold Mizas in the palm of his cupping hands, dazzled as if he hadn't seen the color of gold since the gods know how long...Dmitri was getting annoyed with the delay on the beggar's side of the deal, when the old man started to speak. "Dhani, strange ones, appeared in Sunberth. Baroque's Bay was coiling with them before we knew what was going on and started to run for it, don't want to mess with Dhani, friend...But I doubt anyone has gone back to the Bay to see if they're still there, but now that these papers appeared overnight...It won't be long! Almost feel bad for those snakefolk, almost...Hehehe" Dmitri listened intently, making sure to let his eyes take in the beggar's body language and facial expression as he spoke, not that he was that good at reading people. But he knew how to lie, how to deceive and either this old golddigger was too good at it or he was telling the truth. "These Dhani, what's strange about them?" "You wanted the truth, I give you the truth!!! I know nothing else that is, without a doubt, the truth!...Now piss off, friend!" Dmitri glared at the man, but only for a moment, he wasn't going to kill the beggar for a bit of rudeness and so didn't want to waste any more time on this pest.

[Dmitri Saratov]

Having left the beggar behind to wallow in his newfound fortune, Dmitri made his way towards Baroque Bay to witness this snakefolk for himself. He had never seen one, only having heard rumors and tales about them, mostly from his uncle...Which was a lackluster source of information considering his obvious prejudice towards them. He still remembers part of the seemingly ridiculous speech he had given: "And let me tell you this, boy'o, do not trust your eyes too much when you know one is near! They can look like humans, serpents and even both at the same time!!! Dangerous petching slitherers, those Dhani! Stronger than a bear, faster than a wolf and slippery as a ... well, snake!!!" Of course this was too ridiculous for Dmitri to believe, even if it was true, the poor lad had no idea about the dangerous nature of mingling with Dhani. Stupidly brave, Dmitri walked through the city towards Baroque Bay, coming up with a strategy to ensnare one, or more if he could handle it, Dhani and bring them to Tua. The insanity of this very concept was lost upon his ignorant mind...Trudging slowly towards the eastern part of the former miner's city, he had come up with a plan as shaky as they come, he had come up with a plan with so many holes and loose ends, you could consider it a tattered fishing net of illusions. 'Alright, first come first serve. First Dhani I see, will get showtime! Calm, Dmi, calm...You're used to this, whether man or snake, everyone can be lied too...' With that thought, he set his first footsteps into Baroque Bay and glanced over the different piers and vessels there. At first he saw nothing out of the ordinary, besides of course the absence of any living soul...But then he saw them, first one, then more...Snakes, slithering over the wooden docks. He followed one serpent in particular, with his eyes, as it glided gracefully over the pier and snuck into water, with barely a rippling caused. It was too late to realize, but as his focus had been on that one snake, whether he was baited or not, he had been spotted by a Dhani and snuck up on from the side. When he heard the sssssssss from his side, he instinctively tumbled away from the sound and from sight of the other Dhani, in the direction of 'Sunberth's safety' ... Ridiculousbut at this moment, it was the lesser of two evils. After his awkward and panicked tumble, he remained crouched, with one hand and knee on the ground and the other hovering near his weapon. The snake that had crept upon him, kept its distance and stared at Dmitri, sssssss'ing as if it was splitting sides laughing at this man's fear. Dmitri was close to running away, as all the others had done the day before. But then it happened, causing him to freeze in complete and choking fear, the snake started to coil around itself. Before his very own eyes, his uncle's teachings became reality, the coiled form began to expand, so large that he could only see sapphiretinted scales of the tail, covering the sea serpent's head completely. After it grew to a size that was capable to wrapping itself around Dmitri and crush him to bonedust, it started to shiver, then it unwrapped itself faster than Dmitri could force his body to move. Faster than his instinct could tell him to run as fast as he could. Luckily, as it turned out, because once the half-human and half-serpent spoke, which was almost as insane as witnessing this creature exist even, it became apparent it meant no harm. " Ssstay calm, pleasssse. We come assss friendsss, even bring giftssss! "

[Dmitri Saratov]

'What. The. Petching. SHYKE!' Was the first thing that ran through Dmitri's mind, but very soon swallowed by the wheels of his mind going as fast as possible, helped by the desire to stay alive. Even so he was dumb enough to be unable to think of any other way than go through with what he had planned, getting rid of this monstrosity of a creature at Tua's place, as soon as possible. Dmitri did his utmost best to regain his composure and at least try to act relatively at ease around this monster. He thanked his upbringing over and over again in his mind, for giving him the adaptability and manipulative skills to even, as barely as it may be, come off as convincing. "H-hello, you...are of the Dhani, right?" "Yessss! Sssstay calm. We mean no harm!" Gradually it started to seep in that he could, no...he WOULD, pull this charade off! But for that he needed to act fast and above all else, put up a decisive and convincing act! Sweat was seeping into his eyes and scarf, his clothes felt sticky and overly constraining. The weapon on his belt seemed more a liability than a means of protection. What in the world could he do against this creature anyway. The very idea of stabbing it with his weapon, almost made Dmitri burst out into crazed laughter. As luck had it, the crooked grin that Dmitri couldn't hide from that ridiculous thought, came off as a welcoming one to the creature as it smiled back, revealing it's sharp teeth while its nostrils flared furiously. Bad idea, to look at a happy Dhani in this form, it caused Dmitri to swallow a ball of fear the size of a small rock, for crying out loud. But it did give the flash-thought that maybe the Dhani knew as little about us than we did about them! He had little choice but to bet his life on that thought and decided to play on it. "My name, Dmitri! I'm here to save you!! Your name?!" The Dhani looked shocked, apparently it was not aware of anything that was bound to go down at Baroque Bay soon enough, nobody with stupidity, bravery or money problems would let those pamflets go to waste! And there were MANY people in Sunberth with those traits! "Sslindrassssil. Ssssave? Ussss? Why?" This was his chance, he needed to act fast and think faster! No time to waste, making sure his facial expression and body gestures were highly exaggerated, as this Dhani did not seem to know humans so well. He figured he could go over the top and make sure his message comes across as urgent and vital as possible! His eyes were still panicked, but this time more feigned than otherwise, Dmitri looked around and over his shoulder, even beckoning the Dhani to come closer so he could lower his voice and act as if they were in enemy territory and had to get out of here fast! He then proceeded to use excessive handgestures and excessive fear of the dangerous humans to come. It always helps if the lies are mixed with truth, which was the case here. Since there were humans coming, and they would be dangerous. The lie of course being that he was there to rescue the Dhani, he just didn't want to share his bounty, in addition to making it out of this lunatic mission he brought upon himself, alive! "Danger! Evil is on its way! You can transform to a human body, yes? Do it. Hurry!!"

[Dmitri Saratov]

For a moment it seemed the Dhani was going to snap and lash out as its eyes narrowed and focused heavily on Dmitri, the disturbing smile since long faded from its grotesque face. Oddly enough, Dmitri would have given everything to see those scary teeth again in its wicked grin, as this face seemed far more dangerous. Then it happend. 'It is over...' As the Dhani seemed to lash out at lightningspeed, Dmitri saw his life flash before his eyes, oddly enough almost everything he saw was before his mother's execution...Breathless and with eyes closed, he wondered if he had already died and just hadn't even had the time to feel pain. Then he felt his lungs having difficulty without air...Then the realization that he could feel came to him, he wasn't dead! Still scared shykeless, he opened his eyes slowly as he took in deep breaths through his mouth, what he saw before him was the cherry on top of the crazy-cake...A beautiful woman stood naked before him, looking at him terrified and lost with sizzling golden snake eyes. All he could was mumble near inaudibly. "Dhani?" "Yesss! Ssssave!? Pleassssse?" Dmitri had immense difficulty adapting from standing before a fierce bald serpentlike creature, into standing before this seemingly harmless and even cute woman. Her dark, luscious, locks graciously hanging over her shoulders and bossom. Figure worthy of sculping into marble, yet all Dmitri could think of was how crazy the 'real world' is! But this was no time to dawdle, he nodded and beckoned her over as he took off his coat and wrapped it around her, carefully and slowly to make sure not to spook her and get his throat ripped out. "Follow! Don't speak, only walk!!" The Dhani seemed gullible enough, to lull Dmitri in a sense of security and even security as his goal didn't seem so crazy anymore. Holding her by the hand, with his own hand covered in cold sweat, he told her to keep the coat closed and reminded her again to not speak. If anyone, with knowledge of Dhani or the pamflets, would hear her move her snakelike tongue, this whole endeavour could have seriously lethal backlash effects. So, holding hands like a couple they made their way to Dmitri's place, for now. They had to move fairly slow because of the Dhani being naked beneath the loosely closed coat, the wind sure made it fun too... "Dm? Dmitri...?" "Sssshhhhh, no talking! Walk! Only walk for now!!" The sullen expression on the woman almost made Dmitri feel bad about what he was doing to her, almost. His heart had been removed after all, replaced with something, a shard of ice? Flint? Maybe just a void...Either way, ever since the day his mother was brutally executed before his eyes and the things that lead to said day, he couldn't really feel anymore, certainly not empathy or sympathy. So he decided to live life like a game ever since, one where nothing would ever 'get' to him anymore! And so the pair of inhuman beings, one more so than the other, made their way as casually incognito as possible, through the city and towards his Cheap Side quarters. They almost made it there unseen, when Dmitri spotted the beggar from before, casually standing there, almost as if it was without any ulterior motives. But Dmitri knew, that beggar was going to be a problem. It was too much coincidence that he came across that same beggar again so fast, not to mention the beggar was looking around feverishly. It wasn't like a beggar had many friends or rendez-vous to be at, that son of a whore was out to get him, probably for more Mizas but Dmitri wasn't going to take the chance. But he had already figured out a way to deal with that inbred bastard dog. He quickly made his way, guiding the Dhani with a firm hand, towards an alley in the street, he had to cross it though and the beggar would undoubtedly notice the suspicious pair. Unfortunately for the beggar, the pair had made it to the alley before he could reach them. A few steps in the forsaken alley, he let go of the Dhani's hand and turned on the spot, the unholy Cruxlike weapon already firmly grasped in his steady hand as the beggar turned the corner in a hurry, into the alley...And his grave. "Hello, friend!" The last words the beggar would ever hear.

[Dmitri Saratov]

The man held onto Dmitri, caught by deadly surprise and almost seemed to hug him in a brotherly manner, when his grip started to loosen and his body glided downwards against Dmitri's cold, rigid body. Not even bothering to give the beggar more than a disgusted look as the last thing that got branded in his eyes before passing on. He turned his attention back to the Dhani behind him, who was trembling and covering her mouth with her hand. Dmitri did his best to make the blatant manslaughter come off as a heroic deed in the name of justice. Of course not by rambling a speech or a long tale spun with threads of lies, he knew better than that. Simply shaking his head and covering his weapon as soon as possible, before motioning towards the lifeless body of the beggar who thought to be having the luckiest day of his meager life, that is until he felt the sharp puncture of the stiletto piercing his chest. "One of the evil men, he was following us even into this alley. I'll protect you, no matter what!" He sounded like what he had done was for her sake, something that made the seemingly genuinely kind Dhani sob uncontrollably, hiding her face with her hands. Dmitri saw the cat was in the bag so he closed the deal, moving towards her and confirming his succesful act as the female Dhani did not even do as much as shiver or move away. With everything that had happened the woman had completely forgotten about the cloak and let it fly about carelessly, showing off her naked features to Dmitri, something he could appreciate at the right times, but not now. He closed the coat and took off his belt to wrap it around her before clasping it and keeping the coat fairly steadily in place. With both of his hands on her small shoulders, he uttered a few more words of 'reassurance'. "Don't worry, we will be ok! Follow, we're almost there!" That's when it occured to him, showing his prey where its captor actually lived, was an incredibly stupid move. What if she escaped later on? He'd be in her Dhani stomach before he could even scream. No, it was a needless risk and a waste of time too, so instead of proceeding towards the Sunset Quarters, he set foot in the direction of Tua's Establishment, the end of the line...

[Dmitri Saratov]

"Pleassssee, Dmitri, sssssave my kin too!" "My allies are already on it, don't worry! They'll be with you soon!" Again, his deceitful act made a corrupt concoction of solid truth and spun lies. His favorite means of manipulation, made it so much easier and believable when you don't need to make the entire shyke up on the fly. Was also less stressful as, even if caught upon a lie, the part that was truthful can sometimes allow the 'actor' to weasle himself out of consequences or even lullaby his 'audience' back into a sense of trust and security. The whole desire to have someone to lean on, to trust and to confide in, amused him so that he even had to snortlaugh slightly, swiftly attempted to be covered up by a coughing fit in hot persuit. The very idea to be that dependant on others, being so vulnerable...Was completely outlandish to Dmitri. The route they took towards The Establishment, a business that was greatly appreciated by most of Sunberth's population, excluding Dmitri. He found it cleverly devious, ingeniously dangerous even, to daze so many people just by offering them something they need. People need money, even in Sunberth there are tons of people going for straight jobs, therefor they go to the one and only organization here in this ragtag city of 'freedom' to obtain one as soon as easily as possible. Not like most of its residents have an extensive education or even work experience to try and solicitate for positions on a whim. They needed The Establishment...Which, for Tua, meant everything and everyone who resided in Sunberth...Had to go through him! The insane amount of leverage, power, information and especially 'value' assigned to that tiny man, was just that..Insane! Not only the 'good' citizens had to go through, but he even made it so that the crooked ones passed by him as well. Job offerings and acceptances, as vague and illegal as they come, are handed to him as if he was the Deity of Purity himself, ridiculous! Granted, should one come to the suspicion that there's foul play from his end, he'd be taken care of easily enough. But someone who was that, even though Dmitri hated to admit it, blatantly outplaying and outsmarting most anyone in Sunberth...Must have some back-up plans at his disposal, security measures taken in case someone wants to eliminate him, that was probably the very information he was so easily provided with. The danger of his existence, was the only thing keeping him alive...Ironic to say the least. And so, Dmitri arrived at The Establishment of Tua 'The Pure'...

[Dmitri Saratov]

Entering the Establishment, Dmitri glared around, he had rarely been in here and usually fairly well disguised too. Amateuristic as it may have been, conceiling the face and padding clothing does a well enough job at deceiving many eyes. The office was just as he remembered, neatly kept and without much fancy tralala hanging off the walls, even though the 'kindhearted' Tua must be undoubtebly well off financially through all these microtransactions of cutting a sliver of the pie from most jobs existing in Sunberth, legitimate or otherwise. The only ornaments, not that Dmitri was going to call them that in their face, were several heavily armed and armored men standing guard in the mediumsized office. While rarely used, their presence intimidating enough, and likely to be the only 'given warning' presented before the imposing figures move into action. Since everyone has to admit, if you see a small squad of brutes armed to the teeth, standing guard in a secluded area, such as at the office of Tua. The miniature version of an intellectual giant, as dangerous as he may be, according to Dmitri anyway. He respected him nonetheless, he was practicly one of Dmitri's idols of Sunberth, some day he'll be able to outwit him, some day... Cloaked by scarf wrapped around his face and keeping the woman very close, practicly hugging her as he walked towards the desk, eyes doing their best not to lock onto the casual Tua, leaning his elbows on the desk and face on his hands, he was almost doll'ish in appearance, especially in this pose. If it wasn't for basicly being at the doll's mercy in a private room, accompanied by the doll's dire teddybears, it'd be endearing. But all Dmitri could think of was getting out of there alive, keeping his face and voice down as he spoke to the smiling Tua. "I bring what was requested on the pamflet..." "Ohhhh did you now? Well aren't you just a go-getting...dollface, Mr Saratov?" Dmitri wasn't sure what stunned him most, the fact that it almost seemed as Tua could read his mind, or that he knew his last name. Something he had done his best for to remain a well-kept secret, to all but the most important and persuasive he has met, such as a certain syndicate's leaders...Yet, Tua, having lost all endearment and disturbingly cute aspects from his appearance in just one moment...Knew of it, most likely more than that too. He changed from the batting eyelashes-face to the most disease ridden rodent, before Dmitri had fully processed what he had just heard. "You..." "I...What, exactly, I...What? Mr Saratov? Something russtling your jimmies, is there?" "Let me say this clearly and uniquely, to you, Mr Saratov. I *know* you, I *know* your type and I *know* your future." "If you even dare to EVER think about something funny, in regards to yours truly of course...I'll hang you from a tree with your own intestines. Alrighty?" Dmitri remained silent, teeth clenched as hard as possible, lips filterthin and eyes twitching, searing hot. Of course this did not escape Tua, but all he did was smile, not even sadistic but just..amused, as if he was looking at a child throwing a tantrum for not being allowed to play with his big brother. As if it was with the bestest intention and for his sake, not 'his truly'... "Now, let's talk business shall we? I know who, and what, you brought. I also know she and her kin brought gifts for us, the merriest bunch in all of Mizahar." "Now, what would you like? One of those, or the coins rattling in your hands, Mr Saratov?" Dmitri, curious as he was, didn't take long to think about this sudden surprise. "A gift." "WELL! .. That's just dandy to know isn't it? Now, what would yours truly like to give? Because lets face it, that's what it comes down to isn't it? You, being at the mercy, of me...The weak, groveling before the strong? Vermin living off the whimsical crumbs from a man?" "Let's seeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."

[Caela Dorin]

Grade Awarded Dmitri Experience Skill XP Earned Acting 2 Disguise 1 Interrogation 1 Intimidation 1 Negotiation 1 Observation 5 Persuasion 2 Planning 1 Subterfuge 2 Lores • Lore Earned • Disguise: Using Headgear • Observation: Honest Sunberthians Around Early in the Day • Tua: Looking for Live Dhani • Interrogation Technique: Bribery • Interrogation Technique: Intimidation • Strange Dhani Appeared in Baroque Bay • My Uncle’s Tales of the Dhani Are True! • Sslindrassil: Gullible Dhani • Acting: Using Exaggeration to Fake Urgency • Subterfuge: Best Lies are a Mixture of Lies and Truth • Dhani: Have 3 Forms • Sunberth Location: Tua’s Establishment • Tua: Knows My Name • Tua: A Threat in a Tiny Package Consequences : -5GM for information from a beggar +100GM for delivering a live Dhani to Tua Additional Comments Dmitri is certainly one slippery customer. I have to say that I loved how he convinces a Dhani that he’s going to save her only to lead her to her doom. Very sneaky. It was a really great read. I hope that why I awarded XP the way I did is fairly straight forward but PM me if you aren’t sure. I didn’t give you anything for the stiletto because while it was used it was done off stage (for want of a better word) so while I know that it must have happened you didn’t give any detail. If you’d said where the blade was thrust, how it felt when it was stuck into flesh. A wound to the stomach wouldn’t kill someone instantly whereas a slice across a major artery would lead to death quite quickly. Bear that in mind for the future. Just a note for the future to watch your tenses. You switched between past and present tenses quite a few times. Stick with the past please. Please edit or delete your grade request and PM me if you have any questions or concerns about your grade. x