Lost and wandering

[SyrusArmitage]

A small cry of frustration slips from thin lips as she makes a turn down yet another darkened alleyway. Damn This place! A bony hand the color of ivory tucks a crimsion curl behind one ear, dove grey eyes darting around nervously. The bottom hem of her white shift caught yet again in some pile of rotting trash, and she cursed loudly, disguested with the filth and grime that now convered her lower extremities.
A small sound behind her causes her to freeze, and she prays softly for her safety. "Maybe it was just a cat...?"

 

[Morgoth]

Ilsack walked calmly down the alleyway. He checked the sword at his side. It's worn and dusty scabbard no longer had the glint of when he bought it. He saw a flitting shadow, and ran after it, thinking another one of the Wolfers had gotten in. He caught up fairly easily. Then, he saw it was a girl, a fair beauty. "Excuse me, miss. May I ask what you're doing back here? My name is Ilsack, I am, as you see, a human warrior. You don't work for the Wolfers or the Necromancer Guild, do you?" he asked gently, seeing the grime that covered her.

 

[SyrusArmitage]

Her eyes clouded with confusion, she crept back slowly, sholders tense, instantly defensive. "I'm lost. I just came here. What the devil is a Wolfer?"
Nervousness controlted her normally soft features grimly, and her hand went to the small dagger at her side. She felt very..inept, as her eyes settled on the weapon hanging at his hip. As close to penis envy as she could get.
"Why? What are -you- doing here?"

 

[Morgoth]

"Youd don't know about the Wolfers? They are an empire of evil Barbarians that raid and kill, raid and kill. They do send spies every so often, though. I am simply strolling through the alleys to get to my inn. And if you are lost, I could probably help you. Where are you trying to go?" he asked.

 

[Lady_Siren]

Siren leaned against the wall of the tavern watching the night sky. She was a sorceress whom nobody knew much of. She rarely spoke to anyone but her beauty was well known. It sickened her to see men ogling her. She had aurburn hair that hung to the middle of her back , her eyes were a dark green but with a gold shine to them, she had a fairly nice body and was quite skillful with a sword and also with magick. Tonight she stood staring at the moon when she heard a noise in the alley way. Curiously she heading in the direction of the noise and she noticed there were two people standing there, a human warrior and a petite girl. She was about to turn and leave them be when she heard the warrior mention wolfers and her attention was immediatly sparked. She stepped into their line of vision "I hate to intereupt you, nor do I wish to be rude but I heard you mention wolfers, what do you know of them?"

 

[Morgoth]

Ilsack turned around. "The Wolfers? I know that they are raiding farther and farther south. I also know what they are like. I am one of the only people to actually survive their thralldom", said Ilsack.