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The Tiefling seemed very amused by Tar's declaration that the sword was off the table for bargaining. She hummed thoughtfully as she watched him untie the makeshift harness holding the scabbard. "Hmmm, well...that might pose a little snag. You see, for the best results I must take that which...

I would like to offer up Feyrith for a possible brush in the fog perhaps they both end up hunting the same criminal. Elsewise Esmoria could be a very interesting combo as she is not disguised as a nun but people are likely to think might be dressing as a nun in jest depending on their own...

The shadowy path gave way as she had feared it would. Luckily she had drawn the dagger for this purpose. As her footing disappeared she lunged forward with it to plunge it with force into a crack of the masonry. It was hardly graceful as she scrabbled to brace herself and not fall straight down...

Tar felt the courage and thrill pour into him in way that both steadied him and made his skin crawl. It was a strange feeling, as if forming a reminder of his own convictions with emotions that were not entirely his own. While he wasn't entirely aware it was the effect of the swords efforts he...

Feyrith grimaced as the pursuit quickly turned into mockery. She supposed that perhaps she should have suspected that a surface drow, especially one with a penchant for trickery might turn any of her attempts to corner him into a game of cat and mouse. He was not unlike prey she had hunted...

The Drow ignored the eager sword with a frown. They too felt quiet whispers of authority. Though not in some fifth sense but in the obvious displays of grandeur, the type that takes many hands to build an procure. He resisted telling the sword to shut its maw, partially because it didn't have...

Tar hesitated a moment longer as if heeding the swords warning. With a deep breath they reminded themself they had driven steel through many a heart. Why should the notion of a stranger in a bit of colorful foliage cause them such dread. They crossed that final boundary and into the garden. At...

The shapes resolved into a detestable form indeed. It was the drow from the bar. She had intended to track him down after their last meeting. If only to find a bit more information for the Lord commander's request. Just as before he seemed to have appeared like a curse only when she least...

Tar supposed that any item enchanted to speak would do with all the might of persuasion they could manage. Which is to say, he found that a very convenient promise coming from a sword. He nearly laughed. A short huff of air blowing out his nose in approximation. "Luckily for you I doubt I will...

The night air was thick with fog, dampening the light of the few remaining fires lit in lamp posts along the streets. Even for the keen eyes of a Dark Elf it was hard to see much beyond ones arm. In spite of the obscured night, or perhaps because of it, these types of night made her patrol feel...

Tar paused a step at the bold suggestion laid forth by the blade. Such a notion hadn't occurred to them. Contrary to the charges which led to their initial imprisonment, it had not been in their nature to bite the hand that feeds. Even after the stroke of luck of being freed, it was the only...

Tar's brow furrowed. A conflicted feeling rising up at the notion. They had considered themself alone. Truly so. Out of fear of dragging anyone into this prolonged cat and mouse of constantly being hunted. They had hardly spoken to anyone let alone considered laying their circumstances out to...

Tar faltered a moment, glancing about this way and that. Yet no matter where they looked they found no source for it. All of the sailors were rushing about the ship readying to dock. Had their mind in lack of a physical enemy these long days of the voyage turned on itself? Or perhaps throwing...

They would be nearing the port soon. Tar could hear the thumping and shuffling of feet and cargo on the deck above. To buy himself passage aboard the long journey they had been working at each dock or port the ship had stopped at on its convoluted path to the far flung shores of Malakath. They...

Feyrith merely nodded and offered an uncertain gratitude. "Understood. Thank you for your consideration lord Iskandar." She felt an unease settle in at taking advantage of that hospitality. Not out of guilt but out of a sense of foreboding. Feyrith watched him stroll off as casually as though...