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"Typical of a Koada'dal. Always thinking your the greatest gift to the world. Tunarians claim to be the first born of the elven races, Corellon..they seem to be more of a we're the chosen one type attitude. none of them are usually so proud when they have to face a Tier'dal on any field."

A slight smirk, he knew that comment about bonds. like any elf, even Tier'dal found a lot more in the word 'bond' then most might think.

"A bond between you and piper might exist in teh most superficial of forms, but I wouldn't throw that word aroudn so much..or we might be crossing swords. and I promise you that you wouldn't like Malvolence."

Dreadmore climbed over the mountains and was on his way down thru the grass he was heading to Lostagrace.
He wouldnt go the castle it was to close and to many questions asked.
He needed more books and Alchemy supplies to work with.
He went across teh water in a makeshit raft.
He had some goggles strapped to his forehead.
Glowing eyes didnt look good these ones were tint so you cant see his eyes glowing eyes drew attention even when eh was hooded.
He sat on teh raft and watched the shore get closer and closer.

"I can see that poison is still affecting your mood, or maybe that's just you Knight Malik." But he shrugged lightly as if he really didn't care at all. "No need to get hastily with the name slinging. That leads to rock throwing." He gave a sigh and decided that an exit at this point would prove his plans useful. First though he gave Malik a smile, showing no malice in it despite how much he hated him already for his sheer existence. "Superiority against the humans only. They don't live as long as us and I have more than enough time to quarrel with you." Then his gaze shifted to Piper and his voice took on a softer tone. "Cormamin niuve tenna' ta elea lle au'...Simpetar." While saying that he reached out and touched fingertips to her shoulder, but fast enough to pull back and not have Malik get hold of him, promptly walking off before the drow started something over it because his property was touched. Though he scowled as he walked away...she had flinched.


Indeed she had flinched. One she was still quite a bit off from his goodbye, it being more intimate really than anything, two she wasn't expecting it, and three well he was him. But she shook her head, frowning lightly as she watched him walk away...had half the mind to let Malik have his way with him. But then again she didn't want Malik under any unneeded stress or anything at all really right now. In due chastising fashion though her hand moved down to his wrist, tugging his hand away from Malvolence. "You're not allowed to touch that right now, remember?"

"I think he's smart enough to know that you would easily maim him and thus won't." Of course just as he had, Piper had been watching him until he melding into the crowd as well. Pity she'd be seeing him again, even in just competition. What was he looking for in her answers anyway? But a nod first. "Right, no evil toy of doom and death brining." Though she bit her lip slightly at the other question. "It was a rather...intimate goodbye really...he said 'my heart shall weep until it sees thee again'...oddly enough it matched his hello." She shook her head in obvious distaste before leaning into Malik's hold again. "I don't know what he's looking to get out of me, exactly...he's looking for answers and reactions it seems." A frown then. "Nope...don't like him..." And thusly she rested her head against Malik's chest.

Strangely she found his threat toward Terran a bit endearing. But no matter to that, it was just how Malik was. Though she relaxed easy enough in his hold, more so when he kissed her. She always felt safe in his hold though. "Those others are...different. He's trying to get answers out of me...perhaps about you. It's almost like he's gathering information under the pretenses of concern...tht way he asks thing." Of course her mind flashed back to their other conversation in the stands. He was indeed probing for information in his own way. Piper looked up at Malik though as he glanced down to her, triple colored eyes easily showing she wasn't too happy with it all, but she nodded at him. "Hopefully...unless he has ulterior motives...then he really wouldn't care would he?" A sigh from Piper before she dropped her head to his chest again. This tournament was bringing nothing but trouble.

Dreadmore put the ship on shore so it wouldnt wash away.
He pulled up the hood and tightend his gloves.
He lowered his goggles to cover his glowing eyes.
He started to walk to Lostagrace.
He took a shady way this town was rugged and tough but nobody asked questions when a shady guy walked in.
He looked at the huge gates to the Town.
He walked in and headed to the market place he came for only 3 things on this trips. Vials, Book, and Alchemy mixing material.
The walk was typical people would call out other people to by there stuff either it was voted best by his mom or the best Damn thing in the kingdom Dreadmore didnt like humans to much after seeing humans thru the prespective of something that is feared for no reason you realize how truly stupid they are. But they do sell things at a good price and thats why he was here he continued his walk.

Dreadmore was a few feet away reading a book that showed what he would need mainly his way of paying for things was to dig up corpses and take old jewelry a few rings was enough to fund about 2 months of work. For all he cared he could of dug up priceless antquties it mattered little money was of no importante just knowledge. He picked up a few items blood, Herbs, Vials, Books, special dragon bones used to mix things, and anything that could catch his glowing eyes. He stayed low the only thing taht made him stick out was his voice that sounded inhuman but in a place like this nobody ask questions. He picked up a small jewel and examined it. "Bloodstone? How did you come about one of these shop keep?" he looked at the shop keep Dreadmore had a scarf over his mouth so all you could see was the goggles. The shop keep spoke in a Jamacian Accent. "That thing mon? It was just a something somebody sold me ya? Its cursed the say ya know?" Dreadmore examined it. "Well im sure it cant make things quite worse for me." the shady undead replied.

ooc: That had to be one of my better post in my life time of RP

"He better care. and he better be careful about what he's sayign and to whom. I'm not about to sit idle while someone plots against us. be it an elf or a king."

Then another small kiss, a bit of a lingering one, and started to gently lead her toward the archery event, keeping very close to her.

"For now, lets just beat that little koada's a** with your bow, and we can deal with breaking him in other ways after that. though if I compete..I may ask for use of Malvolence. I'm still not up to par, and that blade in my hand alone should cut down on the chance of injuries."


Onyx was a little concerned for Bode, keeping the lizard at a stead pace beside Moonstone.

"Last I heard, rumors abound that Malik is a ghost..or an undead revenant that is looking for vengence on the one tht poisoned him. Or that he's a drow, and that his body is immune to such poisons being native to teh area...or that he's just a real badass. no one quite knows what to make of his recovery yet."

Another pat on Bode's head, and a little nuzzle of her cheek.

"you're awfully quite, Bode. anything I can do to help?"