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Private Tales Archnemesis
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A private roleplay only for those invited by the first writer
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A small laugh accompanied the reckoning with Sable's words. "Tell me about it," Zael said.
This certainly wasn't no ideal situation. Not at all. Zael figured it was shame on him for not doing this sooner, for figuring to go after Kimble before he held Yuna hostage. He should have known. Maybe Vel Anir and Gilram's Rogues could easily forget about him, think him truly dead after Vel Kastula, but not Kimble; he should have known Kimble would at least look into it.
But he listened to Yuna. He stayed. Stayed in Elbion because not only was she right, but he also wanted that promise of a new life in the north.
Yet the south called to him, like fate or something. It pulled him back in because this was the one thing he wasn't done with.
You can't start a new life without ending the one you had.
At length Zael said, "I'm not worried about the Guard versus Stenn; so long as that idea of yours works and the Anirian Commander listens, the Guard'll crush Stenn in a straight fight. I'm not worried about Kimble not showin either; he found me in Elbion after he thought I was dead, he'll come check after this battle once he finds out how it went."
Now Zael matched Sable's earlier grim tone.
"What I am worried about is you followin after us. Shit, the longer way we gotta go, the more chance there is of you gettin spotted. You might lose track of us. Who knows what might happen." Zael tossed up his hands and let them clap back down onto his knees. "Anythin you can think of for that? Some kinda card-up-the-sleeve that'll make that part easier for you?"
Zael might have something in Elbion—namely Gier or Herrim. They might be able to help with some kind of magic trick or two. But time was not on their side, and chances were a trip to Elbion might cost Yuna another finger...or worse.
Sable Pembroke
This certainly wasn't no ideal situation. Not at all. Zael figured it was shame on him for not doing this sooner, for figuring to go after Kimble before he held Yuna hostage. He should have known. Maybe Vel Anir and Gilram's Rogues could easily forget about him, think him truly dead after Vel Kastula, but not Kimble; he should have known Kimble would at least look into it.
But he listened to Yuna. He stayed. Stayed in Elbion because not only was she right, but he also wanted that promise of a new life in the north.
Yet the south called to him, like fate or something. It pulled him back in because this was the one thing he wasn't done with.
You can't start a new life without ending the one you had.
At length Zael said, "I'm not worried about the Guard versus Stenn; so long as that idea of yours works and the Anirian Commander listens, the Guard'll crush Stenn in a straight fight. I'm not worried about Kimble not showin either; he found me in Elbion after he thought I was dead, he'll come check after this battle once he finds out how it went."
Now Zael matched Sable's earlier grim tone.
"What I am worried about is you followin after us. Shit, the longer way we gotta go, the more chance there is of you gettin spotted. You might lose track of us. Who knows what might happen." Zael tossed up his hands and let them clap back down onto his knees. "Anythin you can think of for that? Some kinda card-up-the-sleeve that'll make that part easier for you?"
Zael might have something in Elbion—namely Gier or Herrim. They might be able to help with some kind of magic trick or two. But time was not on their side, and chances were a trip to Elbion might cost Yuna another finger...or worse.
Sable Pembroke
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Well, the first half of the plan was sound, at least.
"Unfortunately stealth has never been my forte. Frankly, with how tall I am and with my habit of charging headlong, the proctors sort of gave up on any chance of me being fielded in covert operations," Sable confessed, a wry grin on his mien.
He recalled the Siege of Wissenburg and the opportunity he'd been given to sneak inside the city's walls, along with (then) Ralene and Edric. The "sneaking" aspect of the assignment really didn't last long before Sable and Edric started knocking heads around...which was really par for the course for Sable.
"There's college magic out there that could probably help, but my knowledge of the field begins and ends at these amber barriers of mine. If I had time and a teacher I might be able to add something to that repertoire, but it seems like those are two things we fresh out of."
"Unfortunately stealth has never been my forte. Frankly, with how tall I am and with my habit of charging headlong, the proctors sort of gave up on any chance of me being fielded in covert operations," Sable confessed, a wry grin on his mien.
He recalled the Siege of Wissenburg and the opportunity he'd been given to sneak inside the city's walls, along with (then) Ralene and Edric. The "sneaking" aspect of the assignment really didn't last long before Sable and Edric started knocking heads around...which was really par for the course for Sable.
"There's college magic out there that could probably help, but my knowledge of the field begins and ends at these amber barriers of mine. If I had time and a teacher I might be able to add something to that repertoire, but it seems like those are two things we fresh out of."
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This really was the trickiest part of the whole plan. It didn't play into Sable's strengths, and they had scarce options and even less time. Which, now that Zael considered it further, ruled out Gier and Herrim for help; a trip to Elbion was very likely to be too costly for time, and it was merely Zael's wishful thinking that Gier or Herrim would themselves know a stealthy spell or two—they might not. No guarantee there.
"So..." Zael said at length. "Reckon we got three choices then.
"First, we just go with what we got, even if stealth isn't your forte.
"Second—and you'd know more about this than I do—maybe one of your knight friends has somethin. Hell, even somethin to help you track me, so you don't have to keep visual on us. If it's small enough, I might can fit it right in here." And Zael tapped his eyepatch.
"Third...how much does Kimble hate you? 'Cause if he hates you enough, he might want to do the same thing he's gonna do with me to you too. Take us and break us both."
The third option got around the stealth problem, but by bloody Kress it was the riskiest.
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"So..." Zael said at length. "Reckon we got three choices then.
"First, we just go with what we got, even if stealth isn't your forte.
"Second—and you'd know more about this than I do—maybe one of your knight friends has somethin. Hell, even somethin to help you track me, so you don't have to keep visual on us. If it's small enough, I might can fit it right in here." And Zael tapped his eyepatch.
"Third...how much does Kimble hate you? 'Cause if he hates you enough, he might want to do the same thing he's gonna do with me to you too. Take us and break us both."
The third option got around the stealth problem, but by bloody Kress it was the riskiest.
Sable Pembroke