Recent content by Garrick Knight

Garrick followed 'Blane' as Blanche Ponsonby volunteered as their tour-guide. Garrick couldn't help but notice that 'Blane' had a quite a few things going on. The stance of his walk, the tenor of his voice? Neither seemed quite right. Garrick was beginning to grow suspicious. Not to mention the...

The Elbion student found himself caught. His comment of being soused was intended to bring a hint of rage or frustration in the tripping man, prompting him to leave. Instead this champion of the joust had offered to buy them a drink. Eschewing his request could garner attention, especially if...

The two thieves continued onwards, both deciding it was best avoid unnecessary distractions and focus on the mission at hand. All the while Garrick pondered the magic use of Nico. Despite his love for skulduggery, magic was still a passion of his. Otherwise he'd have quit studying at Elbion long...

"You can call me Garrick." The student replied to Nico Valerus , giving him a name. He'd continue to follow the sky elf as he went through the market, and began flattering a sculptor. He flattered, pushed, pulled, and charmed his way in the conversation as Garrick spoke with some other...

Nico's words reinforced Garrick's thoughts. The elf knew the game, and seemed to understand all the pieces. At least to the extent Garrick did. There would probably be a complication here or there, but that was half the fun. What was any job without a little excitement and chaos along the way...

The elf was certainly probing Garrick for the job, his conversation hinted at the concern of logistics. A valid concern, but one Garrick had an answer for. Freezing, reversing, quickening time were all out of magic's reach, but healing magic had ways to slow or progress the natural healing...

The elf paused at the display of the flying gryphon. Garrick assumed Nico Valerus was highlighting it's usefulness as a distraction. As correct as the elf was, it presented a certain problem for Garrick, namely that he had to be a part of the show. If he could get a double to perform his part...

Guards are always annoyed. Garrick thought to himself, but was surprised at the elf's mention of opportunistic thieves. It was something in his tone, no, the way he framed the statement. It had an analytic background to it, as if he'd been on one side or the other of the cat and mouse game...

"Ehh, I think they just look like that." Garrick deflected at the apparent one-eyed elf. "Seems the local constabulary prefers a monopoly on vantage points." The student took a look to the sky. He could barely spot them as far in the sky as they were, but he could make four spots that moved...

"You're welcome." Garrick said to Caliane Ruinë as she thanked him for using his magic. The student was careful with his language. Other students might have said 'No Problem', but Garrick didn't want to diminish the act. Others might have said 'anything for you', but Garrick was only so forward...

As couples danced, musicians played, and thieves plotted Garrick Knight enjoyed sketching the scene. If he had been on the ground, he'd have likely noticed the Oban sisters and the accordion player had an angle. Garrick was in the business after all. He might have even tried to get in, seeing as...

Garrick turned his gem across it's azimuth, and the net moved above Caliane Ruinë's head. Interestingly, that was not enough. Garrick's grip on the gem tightened, and the net expanded. He stopped somewhere between a third and a half of the coins from hitting her.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Garrick's hand went into this jacket, and touched a gem. The crystal began to glow, and a small ethereal net appeared above his head, catching roughly a dozen coins. Garrick then collected them. "A small purse?" Garrick exclaimed somewhat...

Garrick collected the coins falling at his head. At least he was four crowns richer. "I think this door likes you more than me." He mentioned to Caliane Ruinë, before looking at the door once again. Then seven coins fell on the head of Cosmin Lowdust. "Or perhaps it doesn't like men." Garrick...

Another guess, another coin. It wasn't hunger, and it wasn't debt . . . No wealthy man knows me. Hardship? No, Hardship doesn't help a home stand. What helped a home stand, stay together? Wealth didn't make sense, given the last line. "Labor?" Harrier