To Catch A Theif

[Anakin20]

I stopped, listening at the trapdoor under the moneylender's store. It was one I had set in place many moons ago, for just such an occasion.
There were no voices, but I decided that caution was in order, as the moneylender's wife sometimes worked the books late into the evening. Not that I would be upset to gaze upon her beauty, but it wouldn't do me any good in the long run.
For you see, I am a theif. Micqui Morgonne is my name, long ago forgotten. I was now just known as Mick the Quick, Master Burglar, Assassin Lord and Man of 2000 Faces. The moneylender, Shamal, foreclosed on an inn owned by a couple of friends, so I was giving payback in spades.
Speaking of spades, I took out the deck of thin porcelain playing cards that doubled as theives' tools, and began quietly popping the one-way latch on the trapdoor. Once again, success and I was in. Slowly I raised the door a centimetre to get the lay of the land. The lights were mostly extinguished, which meant Shamal's wife, Wendiree, was not working. The only light came from what I surmised was a candle in the next room.
My wrist daggers were ready as I steadied myself to make my move.

 

[Kitty69]

Rilvrala

"Tira ten' rashwe, Rilvrala" I said to myself. Even though this job might seem easy for a Mori'quessir, a drow elf as the surfacers said, one never knows what lies hidden in these ugly houses they built.

I am a Sereg'wethrin, an assassin, and not a cheap one. Someone wanted to give the moneylender a message, and so here I am, to kill his wife. Still wondering to myself why they paid me such a high price to kill a lowly Edan, a human. But who cared? Half was paid, and soon I would be able to collect the rest.

Sneaking to the alleys in the dark I had no problem avoiding the silly guards. I heard them coming a mile away, and either took a small detour, or just waited in one of the abundant shadows.

Soon I arrived at the house. The moneylender himself was still in the Inn, most likely either drunk or in some dark alley, beaten up for his money. All I needed to know is that he was away. He would be a minor problem, but I liked to avoid problems. S


Scanning the house I saw a window not perfectly closed, and climbed swiftly up against the wall. Sure, the houses of the humans were ugly, but provided more than enough handholds. Coming to the shutters I oiled the hinges, then opened them. The moneylender was a rich man, so he had glass in his windows. No matter, taking my tincmaeg, sharper than any dagger I had ever encountered, then coating the window in a special, sticky fluid, I cut the glass without any noise.

Rolling inside, I proceeded downstairs, knowing the woman would be there. More quiet than a liante's 8 legged walk, I sneaked to the door which led to the place the woman would be.

I readied my other tincmaeg and coated it in poison, ready to strike fast.

 

[Anakin20]

As I emerged from the trapdoor, my heart lept into my throat, there, in a chair, slumped over asleep, was Wendiree. Her long blonde tresses spilled out around her head on the desk. Her silky nightie was inviting, but I had pressing business. I skillfully and quietly worked the latch on the safe...when I paused.
Something did not feel right. It was almost as if a silence spell had been cast in the house. Things seemed too quiet.
I made myself as still as possible and decided to wait. Crouched down beside the safe, I should be almost invisible. Unless it was an elf with infravision, I chuckled softly to myself. Not that an elf would lower itself to be seen out here in the Marshlands. No, I was quite undetectable.

 

[Kitty69]

I oiled this door's hinges too, then opened it slowly. I had enough time, and better to take it nice and easy, than rush in. Sure enough the door opened without a sound, and there I saw the human female asleep in her chair.

Edan had no constitution. Although seeing her there, I knew they did have other qualities.

That's when I noticed someone under the table. I pulled my head back and cursed myself for my slow reaction. Even though it was dark, the person under the table knew there was someone here.

I expanded the small handcrossbow on my hand, took out a poison covered bolt, and peeked around the cornor again. Instead of shooting my objective, I aimed for the figure under the table, and shot.

 

[Anakin20]

The hair stood on the back of my neck as I saw the door move and a dark figure peek in...someone else was here! But why? I moved quickly, not wanting my marks to be hit before I could. I rolled from under the desk and threw two knives at the crack in the door. One stuck in the door jamb and the other clunked helplessly to the floor. However, I heard a small moan, and hoped that the handle had knocked the assailant's hand or something.
I quickly rolled and slammed into the door, knocking it closed. Thankfully, it seemed to lock, too. Wendiree's head popped up, "Wha, wha?" she said. I grabbed her hand and dragged her stunned form towards the trapdoor. It was then that I felt a pain in my ear and felt blood. Something had cut my ear. No time to think about it, I dragged her through the trap door and down the steps, bolting the door behind me. I heard the assailant burst through the locked door as the blot was thrown. I began to run, pulling the still stunned woman behind me.

 

[missla]

Wendiree

I was suddenly awakened by all sorts of wild noises, doors slamming, people moving around. What was going on??? I had been working late doing my husband's books, and had evidently fallen asleep, only to be awakened by all this clatter.

Before I could move, someone or something grabbed my hand and pulled me across the room to the trap door. I was pushed through the trap door and pulled down the steps very quickly. When we reached the bottom of the steps into a little better light, I could tell it was a person in dark clothes, but could not make out any features.

At the bottom, he began to run, pulling me along behind me, as I tried to run as well, my long silk nightgown hampering my coordination...

 

[Kitty69]

Just when I fired the bolt, two daggers were flung at me. Diving back behind the wall, one clumsily thrown dagger knocked against my crossbow, and managed to damage it.

Cursing I got up, gearing sounds coming from the other room, then hearing something falling shut. My trained eyes scanned the room and I saw a trapdoor on the ground. I also saw my bolt, and when I picked it up I smiled. Not only was most of the poison gone, but there was also a tiny bit of blood on it. Whoever just ran away with my target, he wouldn't get far with the drow paralyzation poison in him.

Knowing this I took it a little bit slower, although I saw I had to kick in the trapdoor because it was locked fomr the other side. Focusing my energy, I delivered a quick, strong kick to the door's vulnerable point, and it flung open. I descended into darkness, and knew this would help me.

And so I followed them, swearing an oath to Loth I wouldn't fail a second time.

"Rim edanelles," I grimaced to myself. "You won't get far..."

 

[Anakin20]

I heard the crashing behind me, and knew the assailant must have busted the trap door through. He was good, no doubt about it.
But, he was in my territory now. My underworld maze. I made a few quick turns, dragging Wendiree with me. She kept tripping and trying to protest, but a dagger to her throat and a vicious look from me silenced her. She tripped again and went down hard. I stopped and realized her long nightgown was the problem.
I pulled out my short sword and held a finger to my lips. She was obviously scared, so I made quick work of it.
I sliced the bottom part of the long skirt, turning it into a mini. I could have saved a bit more of the silken fabric, but, hey, I liked looking at her long legs. She realized how exposed she was to me and shied away from my animalistic grin.
It was then that I felt the headache begin. Throbbing...I remembered the wound to my ear.
Poison? Could it be? Why would someone want to poison her? No time to wonder...I dug a vial from my pack, given to me by a powerful wizard, which would neutralize most poisons...if this wasn't most poisons, I might be in trouble.
I looked at Wendiree, shivering scared and nearly naked. I loved women this way...I felt myself drawn to her. But, we had little time. I leapt up, ignoring the dull pain in my head and motioned for her to follow.

 

[missla]

Wendiree

This figure in dark kept trying to run faster and faster, making turns here and there, and it was all that I could do to keep from falling flat on my face. I was being literally dragged, and I kept tripping on my nightgown. Finally he made too quick a turn and I tripped and fell.

He had to stop then, and looked with disdain at my laying on the ground. He motioned me to be quiet, and then took his small sword and began to make my long gown shorter. His blade virtually destroyed the gown, shortening it to an obscene length, just a few inches below my crotch. I tried to cover myself as he looked at me with a somewhat evil look in his eyes.

He then put his hand to his head. like he was dizzy, but then just shook his head and grabbed my hand, and off we went again...

 

[Kitty69]

A maze. That complicated things. The floor was made from tightly packed and stamped earth, leaving next to no traces. But I had my ears, and they were very sensitive. Maybe the man would have been able to escape alone, but running with this woman dragging behind her made a lot of noise.

And so I followed them through the corridors and around cornors, still being careful for any neuma, trap, that might be here. He knew his way around, obviously, so traps could be possible.

After a couple of minutes I saw something that caught my eye. A flask, empty. Or so it seemed. I picked it up, and saw some liquid in the bottom. Quickly using my innate ability to discern if it was magical, I saw that it indeed was. Most likely to neutralize poison.

I cursed some vile orcish ones. Not very clever, but they sounded right to me. Still, even potent potions were not entirely effective against Mori'Quessir poison. He would go numb, and tire soon. I looked at the cahwacu he damaged, and saw that I could repair it while walking, so I did. I might get a second shot at him.

So I followed the sounds, silent as a displacer beast, lurking in the shadows as I had learned so many decenia ago.

 

[Anakin20]

Obviously, the potion wasn't working. My head hammered, and my limbs were feeling tingly. Who makes a poison like this? I stopped, hoping to clear my head somehow.
I looked at the moneylender's wife, and things got worse. Sweat beaded down the low cut of her nightgown, and her long legs made my mouth water.
"Someone was trying to kill you," I said, finally breaking the silence. "Why would they?"
I leered at her, licking my lips.

 

[missla]

Wendiree

After we had run a bit further, this man stopped and I tried to catch my breath. As I slumped against a tree, he continued to stare at me. I probably wasn't much to look at, with a short tattered nightgown, which was getting dirtier the farther we went.

Sweat was trickling down my chest toward my cleavage, and as I looked down, I saw that my nipples were standing out stiff, due to the running.

"Try to kill me? What do you mean? All I know is that I was working my dear husband's books, and the next thing I know is that I'm being awakened by all these crazy noises!"

I looked at this strange man - who was he, and where had he come from....

 

[Anakin20]

"Fine, if you don't want to talk, I don't care, maybe I'll leave you for the assassin," I fumed. My head pounded like a triphammer. My toes were asleep. My dick was hard looking at her. It was not an all-around great night.
I walked away through the catacombs, intent on leaving her alone.

 

[missla]

Wendiree

"I'm telling you, I don't know anything about it - how could I?" You and someone else break into my house, and then you grab me and drag me into the middle of who knows where, and you think I'm hiding something???"

He gave me such a disgusted look, and turned and began to leave, saying he was leaving me for the assassin. I didn't know why they wanted me dead, but I certainly didn't want to meet him and find out.

I'm a pretty strong lady, but at that point I just sat on the ground and started to sob, as he began to walk away. What would I do??

 

[Anakin20]

That was it. Women's tears...the most powerful things in the universe. I turned on my heel and headed back.
"All right, it's time to go, we cannot stay here, he's behind us." I offered my hand, then found myself hugging her to make her stop crying. Goodness knows how I hate a woman crying....

 

[Kitty69]

Dina. Silent. Nothing for a moment. Then I heard very faint voices, picking up then calming down again. They had stopped, and were talking. I smiled to myself. That was good.

I picked up my pace just a little, wanting to get this over with soon. The sounds became louder, and it seemed I was closing in fast. I heard strange noises. Something I didn't recognize. It came from the female, but it wasn't talking. Then it hit me, and I laughed to myself. Nadorhuan. The coward was crying a useless show of weakness, often displaced by surfacers, especially females.

Then I saw a light around the next cornor, the sounds loud now. I had arrived, and soon I would kill them both. I stopped, and breathed in and out slowly, readying myself for battle. I took both daggers now, coated in their poison, ready to strike swiftly. The male edan would be even weaker now, the poison having slowed him down.

Whispering a prayer I danced around the cornor, and leapt at them.

 

[missla]

Wendiree

The mystery man turned back and looked at me, at first in disgust as he looked at the tears beginning to run down my face, but then his eyes seemed to soften as he came back toward me.

He reached out his hand to me and helped me up, and then wrapped his strong arms around me. I wiped my tears away as he did. Even though I was scared half to death, I felt a bit more comforted with his arms around me. I actually hadn't had a man's arms around me in quite some time - my husband was always too busy with his business to pay much attention to me.

He said it was time to go, and as we began to move away again, I heard a noise....

 

[Anakin20]

I felt the form coming before I saw it, a dark shape that leapt around the corner and slammed into me, the bite of a dagger shearing through my cloak, but missing me. We fell to the ground, entangled.
With my headache and the effects of whatever poison this was slowing me, I had little fight. I used the adrenaline to push the smaller, but very strong man off of me....
Only to find it was no man, it was a woman. A Drow E lf, to be exact. The pieces finally fell into place. I was under the effects of Drow poison, no known antidote. The dark elves were rumored to be using the Marshlands as a staging area for subjugating the humans. The moneylender's wife was a first wave. Money made the universe go around and financed wars, no?
I was under the effects of Drow poison....the shock washed over me like a tidal bath. I sank to one knee, dropping my blade.
"Finish me," I said. "But make it quick, I do not deserve to suffer."

 

[missla]

Wendiree

The dark figure leaped at us, my dark stranger pushed me away. As I fell to the ground, I saw a dagger of some sort rip through his cloak, as they fell to the ground in a tangle. The new intruder was smaller, but seemed to have a lot more fight, and soon had the upper hand.

As the hood fell from his face, I could suddenly see that it was clearly a female face, not a man! What was going on?? The man that had rescued me soon dropped to his knee, and dropped his weapon to the ground. He told the female to finish him, and to make it quick.

Now what was going to happen? Would I be left to the one that was trying to kill me??

 

[precious_petal]

Danahir, Sun Elf, Ranger

Walking down the dark streets...

Ive been chasing that dark elf for too long, every time I get close to her she vanishes away, well, not this time. She is here, I can almost smell her. I had been raised to think of Drow as an aberration of my people, this one however, the first of their kind I had seen, struck me as a beautiful creature. Had she not been an assasin, this chase would be for diferent reasons.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, I hear crying, a womans crying. I unsheath my swords (long and short) but keep them under my cloak so the light of the moon is not reflected upon the blades and carefuly follow the noise.

After a short while I find a surprising scene, A human woman crying on the floor, her dirty and torn dress doing little to cover her body. Beside her a man, kneeling with his sword down as if waiting for a killing blow. And most important, In front of him...
Sereg´wethrin "lani ent daquin hakar", my beautiful and dangerous enemy.

My swords come out of their hiding place under my cloak, finally Im face to face with her, well see what comes out of this encounter...

 

[Kitty69]

I looked down upon the pathetic human, my hood slipped from my head. My long silvery white hair hang down in a braid, my grey skin obscured in the night, violet eyes flashing.

Just when I wanted to strike this low creature I suddenly saw her.

I hissed as I looked my hated enemy in the eyes. An Anar'quessir, a sunelf. I recognized her beautiful but hated appearance. It was she who had been following me for a few years now. She had come close to me a couple of times, but each time I was able to avoid an encounter. But tonight, the night my so simple mission was thwarted by a human, she appeared, and threatened to make the evening into a hell.

I straightened, and in the same move kicked the human thief, to make sure he wouldn't be too alert. I didn't want someone in my back.

Looking at her, for a very brief moment I was saddened that this gorgeous being, who displayed strength, cunning and wit, was to be my enemy. But then I shrugged it off, disgusted with myself.

"Nae saian luume' Danahir. Finally we meet face to face."

I was fairly sure she knew the drow tongue, but I switched to common nontheless.

I loosely held the blades in my hand, looking at her, my eyes trying to pierce through the beautiful exterior, and searching for the warrior within.

"I wonder if it will be the last time, surfacer. Do you want it to be the last time?"

I twirled my blades a little. She knew me, and my kind, and wouldn't be impressed. I was just stalling, wanting to gather first as much information as possible, before the inevitable would follow. It was good I was wearing the silent but strong chainmail of my people. I would need it soon.

 

[precious_petal]

A shiver runs down my body as her gaze meets mine, Ive been waiting for this moment for so long, and finally there she was.

I place my weapons in a defensive yet, not threatening position.

" Thar lo, nevae kesir", good night, dark elf.

"Destiny finally brings us together".

With one movement she kicks the human out of her way. She is even more beautifull than I remembered, her dark skin, long silvery white hair, and those piercing violet eyes, so exotic, so appealing.

Her Voice echoes in my head, and I wonder, do I really want this to be the last time I see her?

I notice the human woman is laying on the floor between us, confused for sure, I wonder how she got into this situation, I motion her to move aside. "Are you all right?" I ask her without taking my eyes away from Sereg´wethrin.

 

[Anakin20]

The kick has me reeling, and I find myself face down, the poison finally taking hold of my body. I am unable to do anything, so I listen, to the two elves talking. I am fully fluent in both languages. Apparently, there is more to this encounter than meets the eye.
Wendiree sits close, watching me for signs of movement.

 

[Kitty69]

I laughed as the hated surface elf inquired with the human if everything was alright. And I had felt respect for her? Bah! She was as soft as the human she asked her question to. She did keep her eyes on mine, which was a pity, for if she hadn't I could have gutted her right here.

"Maranwe? Destiny? Maybe, you're right, and you are distined to die here. You are a fool surfacer. You do not even know who you are trying to save here."

I nodded with my head towards the human, for I had finally seen who he was.

"That human, that is so valantly saving the, how do you say it, "the maiden in distress"? He is Micqui Morgonne, one of the humans most capable assassins himself.

Tell me, do you know keep yourself busy with saving assassins instead of hunting them down? Or are you going to gut him open? Go ahead, he's paralyzed. You can go and kill him now, I won't interfere."

I smiled a wicked smile at the Sun Elf, licking my lips. Again, I was just stalling, although I didn't know why. For some reason I didn't want to leave her presence yet, something kept me here, as I again eyed her body, telling myself I was weighing her, but in reality for far more lustful reasons.

 

[precious_petal]

She stood there as I talked to the human woman, and laughed, even her laugh sounded attractive to me.

Destined to die here, no, I had heard those words in many occasions and I knew I could trust my skills to get me out of any life threatening situations. Besides I was still very young by elf standards. couple of hundred years...

Micqui Morgonne?, yes I had heard of him, more a thief than an assasin.

" I will deal with him later, hell recieve proper punishment... and I dont kill unless theres necesity, and my enemy is capable to defend ".

Then she smiles... her tounge runs slightly over her lip. She hasn´t made a move, which is strange. Her gaze still held fast upon me, I wonder what is she thinking of? I wonder what would she say if she knew what I thought of her, how I admired her beauty.

" kessuk kesir " I say to myself. Stupid elf, what I wouldn´t give for a simple mind reading spell, I should have payed more attention when I was studying at the school of magic back on my beloved city. But I was interested in other things then, adventuring, seeing the wonders of the world...

I cant resist this suspense anymore, Never been a patient elf after all.

" I must say you are the most skilled assasin Ive faced yet Sereg´wethrin ".

" Kekuel ent lani, avae daquin kesir", Smart and beautiful, truly a dangerous elf.

With a motion of my arms my cloak falls to the ground, If there is a fight I dont waht is to get in the way. Underneath I carry a
" mithral elandi " mithral armor, made specially for me, The thin silver chains hugging my body in a protective yet sensual way covering from the waist to my shoulders, leaving an ample space just below my neck. It was a gift from my family just before I left home for the roads. Underneath I didnt carry those unconfortable leather pants, no. I wore an elven robe, decorated with patterns of silver. Two openings at the sides left my legs visible up to mid thigh.