A Throne for a Warrior

Morgoth said:
OOC: Quote and I quote: I know Drago well.

haha....considering hes a rhydin character and not from any movie, story, book, video, comic book.....
 
OOC: Wrong, from this board, not this thread, but this board. No, wait a minute, I say it in this board as well.
 
Garret slipped into the bar, now was happy hour. A good time to get a drink, or if you were a theif, a greater time to take some pocket money.
Garret sniffed out a few more of the drunken stooges (i know it isn't a word of that time, so sue me, i have a lousy dictionary) walking up closer to them. He grabbed, and walked...
He only took a few shillings (is that the currency here, oh well, if it isn't, please tell me) from each person. That way no one noticed it being gone.
Garret made his way throughout half the bar, ending up with a huge bag of money, and some sort of ring. Garret didn't recognize it, a man standing in the middle of a room had it in his pocket. It looked like it belonged to someone of importance, maybe even a duke or a king (hint hint).
Garret went to the bar, asking for something, light, he didn't like getting drunk, but it seemed suspicious if he came in here, walked around then left. Garret watched as 4 cloacked figures entered the room, as he gabbed a mug of ale.
Garret looked to his right. A nice woman was standing next to him, with a bag of money, and it was open too. Garret couldn't help himself, his hand went in...
"Take it out, or I will cut it off," Garret glanced at the dagger. It was sharp, and posied. He withdrew his hand.
She turned aroud, Garret saw it was Vixen.
"Hey girl," he hugged her. He hadn't seen her in years, Garret thought she had died. At least that was what the stories said, somehow those stories were always wrong.
"Garret, good to see you. You are getting sloppy, I saw that a mile away."
Garret blushed, she had taught him a lot of things, and he still didn't know them all. Teacher still knew more than the student.
Garret showed her his gold, "Wow, big night?"
He smiled, "Things are getting more prosperous. This is the best land I have been too. I almost don't need to steal anymore."
Vixen helped herself to a few coins, "Well, either way you do seem well off."
"So, what are you doing..." Garret was cut off as someone bumped into Vixen.
"Excuse me," Garret said, putting the ring away, "I think you have had too much to drink, why don't you go outside and cool off, okay?"
 
A portal of some sort opened. Like an 8 foot long 2-D sphere, it hung there like glass. Inside, which could only be seen from one side, were yellow and Tan swirls (think the time portal from chrono trigger). from the other side, it was like the opening never existed.
3 figures pushed their way out. Like the swirls were a sheet of rubber, it compleatly covered them head to toe with the same coloring, showing no semplance ot even shadows. First came a large human figure, dressed in full plate dragonscale armor (as far as you can tell since everything was the same color.) with a helmet that looked like a mix of a unicorn and dragonhelm. The second figure to come out was a large bird. This bird looked like an ostrage, except had a saddle on, and looked much more intelligent and muscular. The third figure was a small one. Humanoid, it wore light armor and a helmet with a plume of hair coming out of the top.

The portal dissapered with a flash, and the still swirling colors of the 3 figures melted away, revieling a powerfull worrior, A black chocobo, and a small human. The Chocobo said "Wakarue" and the warrior placed a hand on it's neck in comfort. The little guy spoke.
"Well, here we are. Shall we see what's going down?"
"This isn't as sophisticated a world as some we've been too. I'de better degrade my armor." With a motion, the warrior's armor, and most of his weapons dissapered with a flash. With another wave, Smaller spheres "opened" up infront of him. The spheres collapsed into the shape of basic platemail and a cloak. He kept 4 of his weapons though. 2 sabers, a whip and a longsword. Putting them on, he hopped onto the back of the Chocobo. The little figure jumped on behind him, and they went on their way.
 
OOC, they were in the woods and noone saw their coming.
 
Vixen turned as Joreth bumped into her. "You!"...she growled angrily, then she looked beyond him spotting Nyte and Brenna... "Oh Goddess... you two as well?" Shaking her head. "You'd think travelling this far..." Travesty looked across at the two women, his dark gaze taking in their clothing, their figures... he smiled appreciatively. Vixen elbowed him in the ribs causing him to "omph" in pain. "Could you be any MORE obvious?" She snarled. He simply laughed at this, clearly unpreturbed by her hostility. He lifted his ale to his lips again.

Vixen inclined her head politely to Brenna. "Greetings," she said... she scowled at Nyte and received a scowl back... "And all is well with you I take it..." she didn't say bitch out loud but they both knew she implied it.
"As well as can be expected..." she didn't say hussy but they again both knew she implied it.
"Aren't you going to introduce me?" Travesty asked ever polite.
Vixen frowned. "Nyte... Brenna... " she nodded at the two women... "Travesty... and Garret..." she nodded at the two men. "And that is Joreth... don't know his friends..." Her expression clearly stating she didn't much care.
 
Morgoth said:
OOC: Wrong, from this board, not this thread, but this board. No, wait a minute, I say it in this board as well.

OOC: Errr... buzzz... wrong. Sorry there, afraid you do not know this Drago. This is his first ever appearance on the boards, I should know. Thank you very much, please try again later when you have a clue.

IC:
He just sighed, shaking his head, well he wanted an adventure and this sure seemed to be shaping up to be one. He held it tongue though... he could have them all executed if he really wanted, after all he WAS king... but that wouldn't suit the traveler disguise.

Taking leave from the group he turns and makes his way over to the bar, ordering himself a red wine and engages the tender in a talk. "So Nevin, what's the gossip today?"

"Ah, why greetings my nameless friend, it has been a long time since I have last seen you. People still saying you look so much like our Lord-King?" the tender grinned, obviously Drago's covered laid thick.

"Oh certainly, but why would I wish for a throne when the world offers so much more?" he returned the grin. "So then, what news do you have?"

"Oh, you'll have to lean in closer for that, I hear something special is going on." With that Drago leans closer to listen as the barkeep begins speaking in hushed tones.
 
Cryo trotted up to the front of the tavern. Both of his riders were in agreement that this was a good place to gather information about this world. When the two dismounted, Cryo sat down on the ground to the side of the enterance, Getting comfortable yet being ready to jump at a moments notice. The warrior fed Cryo some greens, so he wouldn't be hungry, then the two entered the tavern.
Noone took much notice of the two coming in through the door. They however noticed everyone who sat herin. THere were some people of power present, that was apparent. Finding the emptiest table, they sat down and ordered a drink. Garret walked over, thinking thet these ordinary chums might have something interesting. "Hi. I'm Garret. I haven't seen you around here befor." He patted them on the back and sat imbetween them.
"Yah, were new here. I'm Rick, this is Kelvin." THe little one waved. the names were fake, but this guy didn't know that, and guises are their specialty.
"A pleasure to meet you. I'm Garret. I'm sitting over there with my good friend vixen. Why don't you come over and join us?"
"Maby later. we want to take in the room first."
"Suit yourself." Garret got up and walked off. He felt that he was able to rip off a lot off these people. They had at least 5 bags of money each, so neither of them would miss just one. Sitting down, he opened them up, finding Pebbles. He looked at the two and Rick and Kelvin just smiled. Kelvin tossed Garret his money pouch (how did he get that? he he he). "Be carefull who you try to rob, you never know what might be taken off of yourself in the meantime!" said Rick. As he said that Kelvin revieled both of Garret's daggers, which he put on the table. Garret fealed for them, noticing that they were missing. Then Kelvin revieled a boot, and sure enough, Garret was missing one, and to garrets embaresment, his undergarments were then placed on the table. Kelvin was nice enough to pick up the stuff and hand it back to a blushing Garret. He kept a close eye on the small person at the same time, afraid of what he might do. But all he did was hand garret his stuff, leaving him to his whim. When he got to the table however, he placed garret's sword across it...
 
Hmmmm...

This little escapade didn't escape Vixen's notice. She eyed the two warriors with open curiosity, even as Garret hurriedly shoved his underwear into his pocket. "Interesting..." she murmered.
"Embarrassing more like it..." Garret retorted.
Vixen smiled at her friends discomfort. "Travesty..." she spoke to the other man with her... "I... I think we're going to have a slight problem with that plan of yours... but... I might just have found the answer to it as we speak."

Travesty glanced at her with a raised brow of inquiry. Vixen as always, declined to explain herself. "Garret, I'm just going to step out for a bit... I would like to catch up though... will you be around?" Garret nodded and she finished off her ale and walked out of the tavern. She noted what was outside before she hurried down the street with light feet until she reached a candlemakers. She knocked briskly on the door until an old woman answered, muttering about impatience. Vixen smiled at her warmly. "M'Lady... I was hoping you could help me..." She said... slipping inside quickly...
 
A familiar voice reached Vixen's ears."Actually you do know us, M'Lady, we are none other than Lokken, Thrinta, and a few others", they said pulling off their hoods. Lokken then noticed the strangers and eyed them warily.
 
::nyte looked around at the crowd, noting that garret was there:: umm....why dont we take this in a more private room upstairs where we can ::whispers:: talk about sneaking out mon roi ::she looked around noticing drago wasnt there anymore:: Damn him ::she swore::

:;nyte winked at bre, pulling out several filled purses. she had already worked the crowd before vixen and the others arrived, leaving them to scrounge for what little she thought was beneath her to steal::

Kassandra Nyte! ::bre childed knowing exactally how nyte got that money:: Hey aric did it to so :pPP ::she stuck her tounge out childishly::

[Edited by Nyte on 08-14-2000 at 01:17 AM]
 
Garret put everything back where it was. Stupid little strangers, always were a bother. He grabbed his boot and stuffed it on.
OUCH
He took it off, looking inside. There was a small dagger. He grabbed it from his boot, it had a bit of blood, his, but was extravagently made. He could see the handle was ivory. Garret smiled, he had taken something of theirs after all.
He wanted to sell it to the bartender, but he was talking to someone else. In the end, he sold it to a drunk for far less than it was worth, but his heart was better knowing he got back at those three goosewallers (I made a word up, so what).
Garret looked around the bar, no one seemed to notice the little scene except Vixen. And, that was when Nyte confronted him.
"Sure," he said, following her upstairs. She was a long ago friend as well, and Garret noticed the tension between her and Vixen. He had wanted to know what that was all about.
Garret stuck his hand in his pocket, his fingers closed around the ring. He remembered he had put it ther, the ring of royalty. He had to ask her about that too, she might know who that cloaked guy stole it from.

[Edited by poohlive on 08-14-2000 at 12:12 AM]
 
ooc:... Morgoth... please pay attention to peoples postings... Vixen is no longer in the Tavern... she left for a bit... and I'm sorry... but just because you keep telling me I helped burn down your castle and crap... that never actually happened in any actual story line... so you won't mind if I continue as if I don't know you hmm? Thank you.
 
Vixen walked back into the Tavern in time to see Garret and Nyte talking rather intimately. If looks could kill, they'd both be corpses. Travesty grinned at the fury written plainly on Vixen's face. It was rare he saw this much emotion from her. For her part, Vixen didn't quite understand why she suddenly felt so possessive of Garret... he was just Garret after all. Honestly, that Nyte really rubbed her the wrong way she thought.

She walked up to them and accidentally on purpose stomped on Garret's foot. He yelped in pain and looked at her affronted. Vixen's look silenced his reproach.
"Nyte... darling... whats the matter? Not enough blood around for you?" Vixen taunted angrily.
Nyte glared at Vixen who glared back at her. Travesty attempted to calm Vixen down. "Now, now!" He said placatingly. Vixen's knife was at his throat before he uttered another word. The blade glinted threateningly causing Travesty to gulp, carefully. A bead of sweat made it's way down his temple. "Vixen... ?" Garret spoke softly, calmly as he would to a nervous horse... Vixen glanced at him and back at Travesty. With a hmph, the blade disappeared again. Nyte watched with interest. "Just keep your fangs off him okay?" Vixen warned Nyte.
 
oh babe i already got everything i wanted from him ::she smirked at vixen then turned to garrett:: and no i wasnt implying that..im married.....was talking to that big old sulfer factory over there ::nods to the bar and drago::

::she saunters to a bar, and gets her drink disappearing into the shadows of the tavern, leaving garret and vixen to wonder what she meant by saying she already got what she desired from garrett:: (hint hint..it aint his undies)

[Edited by Nyte on 08-14-2000 at 01:21 AM]
 
Rick nodded at Kelvin, and Kelvinstepped outside. A minute or two later, kelvin stepped back in and whispered to Rick. He then went upstairs for a timely intervention.
"Am I inturupting anything?" Vixen, Garret and Nyte looked suprised to see this newcomer. Nyte looked at vixen and asked "is this one's blood of any importance to you?"
"Uh, no, go ahead"
"Oh you don't want my blood" said Rick "It's been tainted thousands of times by a cleric." As clarification, he took out a smal knife and poked his finger. A smal bead of greenish red dripped out into Nyte's hand. WHich was pulled back with a yelp of pain. "But I'm not here for you. I wish to adress Vixen here"
Vixen never recalled having told him her name.
 
He nodded to the bartender as he listened to the news. "Are you sure this is true?"

"Oh indeed, as true as my own teeth." Though that wasn't saying much, Drago happened to know this particular tender had teeth replaced... several times.

"Well, you won't mind if I go look into it?"

"No no, be my guest, after all, I'm just a lowly barkeep, what interest would I have in such things?"

A slight smirk given as he turned from the tender, glancing over he saw Nyte close and moved over to her, leaning to whisper into her ear.

"It seems that there is rumor of a strange creature sighted in town not a few days travel from here. It's been attacking townspeople there late at night, and apparently one survivor says its belly is jewel encrusted. Feel like going on an adventure?"

Of course, he didn't care about the money... his people were in danger, and besides, a good battle would certainly be enough to stir his blood.

"Oh so Mr. Draggie needs a partner now? And just what is my cut, hmm?"

"No cut if it's just you and I, you keep the money, only cut is if someone else comes as well."

Oh she quirked an eyebrow at that, suspicion running high now... what did he have planned?
 
::her curiousity and suspician were peaked now:: yea im game...however, if that fire breathing ass devin shows up, youre on your own

::then she smiles and led the way out of there, her cape hiding several filled purses and other tidbits she "liberated"::
 
Sith liked this quiet tavern because never anything happened here, and he could take his ale quietly and in peace. He was just sipping a bit when he heard a familiar voice somewhere in the bar. The ale mug froze in his mouth. That was that vampyre chic, he stood very quiet, trying not to be seen by her. Enough trouble last time. He then realised that by being completely quiet he was out of place, as some people where looking at him, so he just went on drinking, wishing to remain unnoticed.
_OK, she hasn't noticed me_ he thought, thinking he would be able to get out unnoticed and untroubled by adventure.
Then he heard Vixen's voice. He almost turned around to salute her, but he decided he was better unseen, that way he could leave without having to get into any adventure. He just longed for a peaceful ale in a tavern in a side of the world where not much happened.
His back to them he was sure they hadn't seen them. He got even more worried when he heard the rest of the group. Was this a nightmare or what? Couldn't he ever get rid of them? Would he have to be all his life in his shadow plane to be quiet. That reminded him there where one or two questions he had thought about asking Nyte about her peculiar shadow blade.
 
OOC; this is somewhat intependant of the thread, and should be disregarded in relation to future posts.


One person Did notice Sith. His glare bore into his back, making him uneasy and look around nervously. Kelvin's feet were on the table and his visor over his eyes. The visor was special technology taken from a different world at a different time, so it looked like, from the outside, that he couldn't see anything, but infact could see everything. Sith's eyes passed over Kelvin, thinking he was asleap and resumed drinking. But Kelvin kept staring, observing, learning. This guy was worthy...

Outside, Cryo heard a struggle. Trotting around back, he saw two ruffians duking it out. They both however spotted the strange bird, and agreed to capture it and make a pretty buck. A moment later, the chocobo was once again pirched on the ground near the enterance of the tavern waiting, the two frozen bodies of the riffians up in a tree to stay for a very long time. They wern't worthy...

Upstairs, Rick was talking to Nyte garret and vixen, Carefully choosing his words to unknowingly reveal private information about the 3. Outwardly, he was showing that he wanted to be friends and travel with them on an adventure. Inwardly, he was learning what he could about those he chose worthy...

On a plane of existance beyond the reach of the gods, 2 people were also watching, learning. Their eyes focused on a blue skinned indevidual who took it upon himself to save the world. If he was successfull, then the 2 would reviel themselves to him, reviel themselves to one they decided worthy...





OOC; suspensefull, no?
 
ooc:... cryo... ooooh... very suspensful indeed...[nod nod]

ic: Vixen's eyes narrowed. She appraised him openly. Tainted blood... knowing her name. She glanced at Garret who looked equally surprised... as well as a little miffed... that's right, these were the travellers who had played that little trick on him. She looked back at the man.

"It seems you have me at a disadvantage M'Lord... you know my name... I'm yet to hear yours." Her expression clearly indicating she didn't like being at a disadvantage. Vixen noticed Nyte talking to the man who seemed so desperate to hide his true identity. She didn't know who the man was, Nyte wasn't very good at 'polite' conversation and hadn't introduced them. She felt her fingers itch when she noted the look on Nyte's face at the disguised figure's words and then they left in a hurry. Her expression remained impassive as she turned her attention back to the man addressing her. Her deep blue eyes looked into his, not wavering.

"My name is Rick..." he smiled. She didn't smile back. Garret tensed by her side, more than ready to pull out his sword if need be, he was just waiting for Vixen to make a move. She took a calm breath... then released it... she flicked her pony tail over one shoulder. "Rick..." She spoke it as if tasting the name... "well, you have addressed me now... what business have you in mind?"
 
OOC: I should note, I'm the same mun as Drago.

A nod, could have done without the remark towards his cousin, he walks out as he draws his cloak about himself, a glint of a dazzling sword at his hip. The pommel glinting a reddish gold, inlaid with silver to shape the head of a dragon which is all that is seen before the cloak closes. He steps out behing Nyte to the quiet street.

"We shouldn't have a difficult time getting out of the city, it's about time where the merchants pack up and the farmers head home so everyone should be leaving. We have to head that way." He points down a street, above the houses can be seen the huge double gateway which is the only way in or out of the city.



[Edited by Aric_Tairwyne on 08-14-2000 at 09:05 PM]
 
"I saw you strike up a deal with some other guests downstairs in the nearby candleshop. At this time of night, it isn't for candles, so I wish to learn of the deal and perhaps help out" Rick hinted at an adventure. Vixen just looked at him strangely.
"How did you see me? you never left the tavern?"
"Ah, my old friend, My chocobo is not just a dumb bird! It has eyes and ears and a flapping beak when it comed to me and my companions." a faint 'wakarue' could be heard from outside, as if atesting to Rick's statement.


Kelvin heard the chocobo too. Going outside to investigate, he saw two men getting ready to ride. "Where are you two going at this time of night?"
"That's none of your business"
"Oh, strangers sometimed provide the best help" The smallness of him did little to hide the confidence in that voice.
 
:nyte led the way, darting in and out of the shadows that was her customary way::

dont like the light do you? :drago asked, noting her steps. she wasnt the first vampire hes ever met but she was definatly the oddest::

yes and no...light i can stand...water i cant ::smirks:: but light means i can be seen and a thief even a former one doesnt want that...

so whats the reason for your sneaking out this time drago?
 
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