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 Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 5:28 pm
He scoffed at Grish "Keep your forked toung behind your teeth." he snarled "I may not make an honest living but I don't lie." he looked at Chehero again "I was interested in stealing from you but now I'm just irritated." he looked up, his hair waving "I have no interest in killing anyone." his claws dug into the ground.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 5:37 pm
Grishmak frowned and gave them both a serious look.
"I may indeed be a liar, but I don't suggest telling me to shut my mouth or starting a fight. I am, in fact, a creature who kills silently by leeching your life force out of your body. I don't want to kill or fight though. I'm merely in search of some wine and a meal for the vampire." He stood, glaring, but unmoving, waiting to see what Pinky and the Human would do next.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 5:42 pm
Flashing dagger like eyes at the dragon and his bound, then to the pink dragon, Chehero motioned them into her house. "I have seen wine in the cellar below the house. As for nourishing food I have no idea what vampires eat." Still gripping the staff tightly in her hands she went back inside, she really had no qualms about cooking up the rotten food in the cupboards to feed the freeloaders. Not that she should speak she was "borrowing" the house as no one seemed to live here.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 5:46 pm
Grishmak ran up to the human with frightening speed and leaned in closely before speaking.
"Oh? You really don't know what a vampire eats? This better not be a trick or you might find yourself a meal for a freak of nature," came his voice softly before strolling into the narrow, small house to find this mentioned wine cellar.
"I'm Grishmak by the way, the one following me around is Thara...Now then...Where is this wine cellar?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 5:50 pm
Talcom watched her go inside and looked at Grishmak, flicking his wings "I like this human though so watch it." he said and followed in the house behind them, having to bend through the doorway "So, who really lives here?" he asked, looking at her and smirked.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 5:58 pm
Chehero didn't seemed phased by the rush Grishmak had made on her, course her other form would be, but then that's why she was awake after all. "I am not playing around Grishmak, I at least have some smarts." She eyed the Vampire as they entered the house curious of what it really was they ate. She looked over at the pink dragon and smirked at the question. "The other me, she just doesn't know it's her place."
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 6:03 pm
"Are you implying I'm not intelligent? I didn't know being slightly aloof and fun-loving made you idiotic. A Tainted has to get in dangerous situations to survive. So pissing people off is my line of work," he rambled as he nosed around, finally finding the cellar. Thara sat down on the floor and waited for her bound as he slid through the small opening into the cellar.
"The other me? What does that mean?" she inquired, while carefully observing the house.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 6:28 pm
"I didn't say nor am I implying your retarted dragon." she spat at Grishmak. She wanted to threaten him for what he said but knew if she did it would be the end of her. Chehero glanced sideways at Thara, "The other me, my more oblivious side." Chehero tapped her head, "but shes still sleeping at the moment. At least that is what she believes she is doing." laughing a little she looked at the cellar door. "Even I don't venture down there often."
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 7:00 pm
Thara couldn't help but smirk at the human's anger at Grishmak that she was trying to keep in. Grishmak needed to be called an idiot every now and then to prevent his ego from getting to large. She probably did it more than enough though. She opened her mouth to reply to the human, but perked, hearing a rustling from the cellar. She swiftly grabbed two bottles of wine that had been tossed up and carefully placed them beside her. There was a thump as it sounded like someone had hit the ceiling before Grishmak came struggling out of the cellar, a bottle of wine in each claw, his mouth, and one that his tail was curled around. He dropped them all ungracefully to the ground. Grishmak then voiced Thara's question for her.
"Oh? Do you have a split personality or do you have two souls residing in your body?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:17 pm
The young woman seemed far too timid for her profession. She wore a veil and clothing that hid most of her body, even a split skirt to hide the close-fitting pants underneath. She carried a backpack, a spear, and a lute slung over one shoulder. The bard seemed to be going out of her way not to attract attention, however. It was working. Most people had just glanced and then gone back to their business when she entered the town.
They weren't familiar with who she was and she offered a prayer that it would stay that way.
Now, however, she stood leaning against the wall of a house, staring at the end of the block, just before the street turned. She could have swore she saw the unmistakable shape of a dragon vanish into one of the houses. It wasn't like she wasn't a stranger to them, after all. Her grip tightened on the spear. What were they doing this close to human civilization? Were they here as scouts for an impending attack? Or was it something else? Her thoughts were unwillingly drawn to Hammand and his dragon... and the one he had helped kill. She bit her lip.
'Just get the guards,' she told herself as she walked forwards, 'Turn around and get someone else. This doesn't concern you.'
'But damnit... I'm a bard. This is what we do.'
'Just turn around, Avalene.'
She ignored that thought. Besides, she was already at the door, one hand on the handle, hovering with indecision, trying to listen for noises inside.
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Kiddo Seanchain Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 3:48 am
Smiling at the question Grishmak had voice, Chehero reaching out for the discarded bottles on the ground as to re-arrange them on a table out of pure habit. "Quick thinking Grishmak, there are two of me however." Brushing her hands together she pulled her satchel off her body, hanging it on the chair as she sat down. "Don't you think two souls in a body would be able to live together in such close space? I don't think so, in which case that will leave only the split." Chehero finished, rubbing her eye's from the strain of thinking. And looked over to the pink dragon, examining what he was doing before opening one of the bottles to smell the contents. 'what is he,' She thought, coughing as the smell burned her nose she quickly recapped the bottle.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 4:39 am
Grishmak stretched lavishly before arranging himself in a comfortable position. Thara sighed and got up uncorking and carefully throwing the bottle over to her companion. She then wandered over to the cupboards and opened a few before finding some glasses which she placed on the table. She gave one quick glance around the room before deciding just to pour herself a glass and be done with it. She then sat across the room from the Tainted. Grishmak laughed loudly at Chehero.
"You never know human, I've seen some odd things in my time. Two souls in one body wouldn't surprise me all that much...So a split personality, huh? Don't think I've ever met someone with one before," he commented lightly before taking a large gulp of the wine and sighing contentedly.
"What do you do? As we've already established Pinky is a petty theif, and Grishmak and I are 'freeloaders'," pondered the vampire while giving her wine a confused glare.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 4:58 am
"She's a healer." Chehero spoke opening her bag and pulling out a few various colored vials, showing the three around her and then placing them carefully back in the bag. Shrugging she continued, "of sorts, she doesn't have magic just knowledge of the art through study." Chehero made an odd face at the choice of drink before deciding it was probably best for her health if she just didn't try to think of it. The particular brew didn't look quite right to her anyways. "And you two, what are you? I would assume your not petty thief like the pink one over there, no disrespect meant dragon." Chehero motioned at Talcom.
"Be warned once my other self wakes she wont know you," she looked between the three. "Any of you." she hadn't noticed the bard outside the door, not that any noise had been made to draw her attention to the direction to start with.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:28 am
Grishmak's tail curled in amusement and he took another gulp of the wine that Thara was still giving an odd look. Despite the fact he nearly finished the bottle in two sips, nothing changed and he seemed just as right in the head as when he started.
"We don't really do much of anything. We wander, drift from town to town. It's not like we have to make money to get our meals...or can even pay for our meals...By the gods, that would indeed be awkward," Grishmak laughed cheerfully before continuing, "but a healer, huh? I rather envy you. Even if you can't use magic, as I'm pretty bad at it too, I know nothing about the art of healing."
Thara laughed slightly. It wasn't that Grishmak couldn't do magic, it was more of a he didn't want to. She gulped down the glass she had in one sip, getting her drinking tendencies from her bond, only with more restraint.
"That'll be fun," Thara muttered sarcastically, "Introductions all over again."
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:41 am
Chehero huffed at the comment Grishmak made, letting her eyes flit about the room in search of food. Getting up and wandering over to the cupboards she bent over, "be careful not to scare the other me to bad. I will end up having to come back out." Chehero pulled the cupboard open and pulled out a small bottle of what looked like pickles, straitening herself she observed the contents before sending an odd glance at Grishmak. "I'm not kidding no funny tricks don't frighten her to bad, or you will end up having to start all over again." Chehero had no intention of letting the other one surface, at least not just yet. Moving back to the table she sat down, glancing back at what they were drinking. Wasn't it a bit early to drink? shaking her head she popped open the jar and pulled out a pickle quickly crunching it down.
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