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 Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 1:30 pm
Phraktos' mind was whirling with everything he had to do. He had finished one job, but he also had to meet with the priestess in about an hour or so to see to the actual job. When she had first told him that the job would have some finessing he hadn't thought it would be that bad. Until she had told him that they would be sneaking into a sorcerer's study. He about had an aneurism just thinking about it.
Crap..and he hadn't told Izzayne that he would be leaving in the morning for Guallidurth. If he knew the feisty little female well enough she would be pretty pissed off that he hadn't even thought to write a note to tell her what was going on. He really didn't want her mad at him, as it would ruin the progress he had made with her already. He would have to find a few minutes to sit down and write a letter to her and get one of the House servants to deliver it to her for him. If he could trust them to that was. Phraktos sighed and ran his long fingers through his short spiky hair. Gods, he was too busy.
Though..once he got to Guallidurth with Sol, perhaps he would have time to settle into his home and do some relaxing before throwing himself into work there. yes..that was something he would definitely have to do.
He made his way back to the kitchen and was relieved to find a servant scuffling around cleaning up the mess he had made there. He clapped a large hand down on the male's shoulder and the servant shrieked in alarm.
"NO need to get scared..I just need some hot water for Iztheri's work." Phraktos said, putting his arms up and backing away in surprise.
The servant calmed down at these words and held his chest for a few moments before grabbing a large pail for water and filling it up from the sink. Fortunately, one of the former Matrons had had some insight in making life a little easier for the servants and had seen to having plumbing installed in the House. It made it more convenient and a lot safer for the servants to get water to the parts of the House that didn't have any plumbing.
The area the iv'Ress house was located in had once been one of the more high status spots in Undrek'thoz..about two hundred years earlier. It had quickly become an area full of low life scum and the breeding spot for the worst of the drow society in the city. Because of this..if a servant did leave the inside of the House or the grounds it was rather common for them not to return. Most of the servants made sure not to go too far, and if they did have to a guard was sent to escort them around the town. It made it rather difficult for the House to keep servants for long enough. And Phraktos having been a prankster towards them hadn't made it any easier.
"The water's hot now, Lord Phraktos." The servant said, bowing slightly.
Phraktos took the bucket of steaming water and walked back slowly to Iztheri's medicine room. He knocked on the door lightly, and waited for an answer.
"If you have the hot water you may come in." came Iztheri's voice from inside.
Phraktos opened the door with his free hand and entered the room and placed the bucket near Iztheri, saying.
"I have a letter to write, and another job to see to tonight. Do you mind seeing that Sol gets settled in?"
Iztheri shot Phraktos a surprised look. She had thought her brother was done for the night, but didn't press on the matter. What work he did was of his own concern. She really didn't need to know what he was going to do unless it was something that might concern the House.
"Sure..that should be no problem. Be careful Tos." She warned with a warm look in her eyes and a faint smile on her lips.
"When am I not careful? No need to worry Heri, the job won't take me long." Tos replied winking at his sister.
"Oh..wait..the Matron would like a meeting with you before you head off..I forgot to say something earlier. I'm sure it won't take long. I'm supposed to escort you there, so I guess once I'm finished here we'll go." Iztheri asserted, as she cleaned out Sol's arm with the warm water and then started to stitch the wound up.
Phraktos scowled at this, but didn't argue. He lounged against the door frame trying to appear as though the sudden meeting wasn't upsetting him even though it was. He couldn't help but wonder what the Matron wanted with him now.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 11:31 am
Another job for Phraktos tonight? And a meeting with the Matron too. Sol listened with curiosity at the exchange between Iztheri and Phraktos, even though he knew they wouldn't say anything too interesting with him in the room. It sounded like both of the siblings would be busy this evening. Sol hoped he wouldn't draw any attention from anyone else in their house while they were preoccupied.
Solmur'ss had gained scars here and there to show for the many times he had been away from his House and unable to afford any reputable healer. It was not worth the savings to try and get any work like this done cheaply!
Sol tried not to stare or flinch as Iztheri got to work on his arm. The pain was not too much for him to bear, but it was always a little unnerving to feel your own flesh being stiched back together. He felt reasonably relaxed with the priestess now. It was clear that she was very adept at this healing work. If either her or her brother had meant him any harm, it would be doubtful they would go to all of this trouble in stitching him up and giving him the salves.
"Lady Iztheri, how careful should I be with getting this wound to heal once it is stitched?" Sol knew he never usually took too much care with his injuries. This time, however, he wanted to do things right and get it to heal as quickly as possible. There was no way he was going to get slowed down by something so silly as that stunt with his brother. It was also occurring to him now that Chasz might not let him go without a chase. Goddess! This was not a good time to be feeling anything less than 100%.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 7:36 am
Phraktos tried to wrack his mind to what the Matron might want, but nothing came to him. He had accomplished the last job she had wanted him to do and quite efficiently..though a bit longer than had been expected since he had ended up spending several hours with Izzayne after the job had been completed. Perhaps she was going to complain about that.
Gods, he hated when people complained about his services. It wasn't as if being a thief was an easy job or anything. That point had been proved earlier this very night. He could have easily been killed off by the overeager Izz, had he not been able to outsmart her at the beginning. It had been a great turning point when he had convinced her to work with him and to split the profits. Its not like anyone in his family would know what he had done.
Though..if they did know Phraktos could very well find himself in a very sticky position with the Matron and Iztheri. Heri usually didn't mind when he made deals with other people, but if she learned it was because he had fallen for a female she would be rather livid. She was always warning him to stay clear of the female population and to not get too involved with the opposite sex. He could only imagine the tirade she'd go into if or when she learned of what had occurred last night.
He was pulled out of his musings by Sol's questions. He couldn't help but smirk behind a hand at the obvious admiring look the bounty hunter was giving his sister. He couldn't really tell if it was a grateful look for being attended to or because Iztheri was so gorgeous. He figured it was probably a mixture of the two.
Iztheri looked up sharply, and frowned at her brother knowing he was smirking behind his hand. She hated when he did that..not to mention hang around her when she was working. It proved quite a distraction to her when she was working..and that wasn't something she wanted right now.
"Tos why don't you go write your letter now, I still have a few more things to go over with Sol before we see the Matron. Plus I can't stand having you lurking in my doorway." She retorted her face drawn in disgust.
"You only had to ask, Heri." Phraktos replied with a smile on his face and then turned and strode towards his quarters.
"Gods..he can be soo annoying." Iztheri muttered as she bent back over the wound and finished stitching it closed. "In answer to your questions it would be smart to clean it out once every day with some alcohol to prevent it from getting infected. Also soaking it in soapy water will help as well...especially after a day of work. Sweat will tend to get dirt into it. Keep it covered with clean cloth when you can and you should be fine."
This being said, she pulled a small bottle of alcohol out of a cupboard and poured a small amount over the stitched up wound and then patted it dry with a clean cloth.
"There you are, all fixed up." She said with a pleasant grin on her face. "Now if you want to repay me for my services, you can do me a favor. While you're working with my brother, I'd like you to assess him for me. Find out how truly dedicated he is to the Goddess. Whether it's jut lip service or he actually is dedicated to her."
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 2:43 pm
Solmur'ss followed Iztheri's gaze to her brother. Had he been laughing or...? Who could tell with a thief! Iztheri sent her brother off, looking fairly annoyed. Sol did not want to be in his shoes. Meetings with the Matron were rarely a fun event.
Iztheri gave him a few directions about his arm and Sol was left wondering if he could manage. He was fairly positive he would have decent quarters in Guallidurth, so on second thought, it really shouldn't be too difficult to keep clean. While traveling, however, it might prove to be a different story but he would try to get some alcohol along the way.
Solmur'ss was ready and expecting the female to make a request as soon as she was finished with her work. He was not surprised at all to hear that she wanted him to report back about her brother. It always seemed that a female could never have enough information! Sol was usually hired to find a male after he had caused trouble. As far as the bounty hunter was concerned, Iztheri was understandably suspicious.
The male replied without hesitation, "Anything you ask. I have tracked down more than enough blasphemous males, you can never be too vigilant."
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 3:11 pm
Iztheri waved a hand..saying simply. "I normally wouldn't care either way, Tos is rather helpful either way. I just need to know whether or not to actually let him get involved with a certain in House cleansing. I'll be dealing with him later on. I mainly just want to know how much work and effort I will have to use on him, to make him a Lloth fearing drow."
She turned started cleaning up the area, putting everything back where it went and then nudged Sol off of the exam table. "Wait by the door for a moment, I need to clean up the room before I take you to your quarters for the night." She explained.
She splashed a bit of alcohol on the table with some sort of powder and started scrubbing until the table shone brightly. Then she cleaned up the rest of the counters and threw the cloth she had been using into a wooden bin and ushered him out of the room.
"Oh..don't forget your food. Is there anything else that you require before turning in?" She asked, as the two of left the room.
Phraktos wandered down the hallway, composing the letter in his head as he went. He figured it would be smart to be humble as possible and apologetic. After all he had sweetened Izz up earlier and then just left her. She would probably be a bit miffed that he had just left without saying goodbye to her. She had thought he wasn't going to be leaving for several more days..and initially that had been the plan. She probably would be livid and pissed off that he had changed his plans for a complete stranger..so it would be better to call Sol an acquaintance instead.
He slid the door to his quarters open and stepped inside, making his way over to his desk. He drew out a piece of parchment, dipped his quill pen into the inkwell and wrote out the letter. It came rather easily, probably from his careful mulling it over in his head first. He read it to himself before grinning and then sprinkling some sealing dust on the ink and then rolling it up and melted some yellow wax onto the scroll to seal it, and then pressed his seal to it.
He got to his feet and slid back out of his room, found a soldier and paid him several pieces of gold and gave him the address where to deliver it to.
Then he waited, leaning casually against a hallway wall for Sol and Iztheri to show up. He figured it would be smarter to arrive at the Matron's summoning with Iztheri or he might get worse treatment from her. For some reason she had a soft spot for his sister.
He didn't have to wait long, only a few moments later he spotted Iztheri and Sol walking down the hallway towards him. He waited silently..feeling rather nervous with what the Matron wanted with him, how the job would go later on, and how Izzayne would take the letter once she got around to reading it. Gods..things were just too busy and chaotic right now!
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 2:03 pm
Solmur'ss listened to Iztheri's explanation. The priestess was being practical he supposed, although he was also a little surprised that she would normally not care about such a heretical thing. Perhaps her situation was not unlike his own. Even though such things mattered to him, there wasn't always something to be done about it. By the sound of it, Iztheri was perhaps waiting for a more ripe opportunity to act. Part of him hoped that the thief was above the dangers of merely paying lip-service to the Spider Goddess. Sol purged such thoughts from his head. There was no other Goddess nor God as an alternative.
Sol quickly moved himself out of the female's way so that she could clean up behind them. He slipped his shirt and cloak back on gingerly, moving with care not to overdo his movements and pull any more muscles. Solmur'ss snatched up the salve and food, tucking the items under his arm to wait until later. "I appreciate the food and assistance from your House, Lady Iztheri. How do you wish me to communicate with you, about your brother?"
He may be a male and a bit of a rogue, but Sol was not dull. The bounty hunter made sure to recognize and acknowledge Iztheri's House. It was another way he could repay her, afterall. Status and allies could mean a lot.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 3:06 pm
Iztheri was rather pleased to see a male actually listening to her for a change, and so intently at that. Could he actually be interested in her? Or was she just reading too much in between the lines? She shook her head to rid herself of such thoughts. Now was definitely not the time to get gaga over a male.
Sure Sol was pretty handsome not to mention actually dedicated to the Spider Queen, which was rather unheard of in males. She couldn't help but feel slightly attracted to him, he was everything she wanted in a male. Still..now was not the time to think about such things..there were other things that she needed to see to.
She turned towards Sol, rather surprised when he asked about a way to communicate with her. She hadn't even thought of it..she couldn't help but slightly smile at him for being on top of everything. "I'll give you an enchanted mirror to use, It will be easier and won't leave a paper trail for him to find." She turned down the hallway and opened the door that led into her magical study and disappeared for several moments.
She emerged a moment later and held out a small mirror to Sol. The mirror was rather plain looking, save for the slight blue sparkle around it's edges. "All you have to do to activate it is use the password, Turaf, to turn it off you use it again." She explained.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 1:12 pm
The Lady Iztheri looked a little bit as if caught off-gaurd when Sol asked about a means of communication. The priestess obviously hadn't had the time to think this through too much. She hadn't known her brother had a traveling companion at all until Sol arrived. This plan must have been hatching shortly after they met. Any way, Iztheri came up with an interesting answer. Solmur'ss himself had been thinking of meeting the female in some clandestine location. Perhaps he was letting his other instincts get the better of him to hope for such a thing! He had to admit that there really was no need at all for him to return and meet Iztheri again. Shame.
He smiled at Iztheri when she returned with the mirror. "The mirror is a good solution, Lady Iztheri, I will be able to use this very secretly." He made sure to tuck the fragile object carefully inside his cloak. He doubted that Phraktos would recognize the mirror, but it would be better not to ever have to explain. Sol knew he was not a drow who looked vain enough about his appearance to be carrying a mirror about.
Solmur'ss waited for Iztheri to show the way to his quarters. Goddess! He could only wonder how tired he must be to not feel more paranoid over being injured and relying on a unfamiliar House. "Would you happen to know when Phraktos is planning to leave tomorrow?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 4:04 pm
Iztheri basked in Solmur'ss compliment, rather pleased with herself for having thought of it. It as actually an item that she had been planning on gifting to her brother along with his guantletts when she had first given to him. He had however been so overjoyed about them that he had promptly disappeared to try them out before she could. Now she was glad that she hadn't given the mirror to him..because his gauntletts wouldn't pick up their magical essence. Which would make things much easier in communicating with Sol.
"I'm glad to hear that, but he probably wouldn't think anything of it. He'd probably think you were just checking on your black eye or something. He's rather daft when it comes to certain things, which will be to your advantage. Be very careful with it, as it has the same enchantments on it that Phraktos' gauntletts have so they won't pick up any magical essences from you."
She locked her study doors, and then sauntered down the hallway at a leisurely pace. She wasn't too concerned with what the Matron might want out of her brother, and didn't care if she got him into trouble. He did enough of that on his own that it wouldn't really matter. She snickered at the thought of the Matron having him stand in the corner of her ritual room and watching as she tortured some poor fellow..that would indeed get Phraktos' mind focused on pleasing the old bag.
"Oh, I really don't know. Probably mid morning, as he won't get back from that job of his until late. He'll still need a couple of hours to sleep..unless he's supercharged with energy from his job. It just depends how the job goes. If it goes badly he'll want to wait until nightfall, if it goes well..who knows?!" She exclaimed shrugging her shoulders and casting a speculative glance over at Sol.
"If you do end up waiting awhile for him, perhaps we could find a meaningful way to pass the time." She added with a flirtatious fluttering of her eyelashes.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 6:56 pm
Gauntlets? Solmur'ss listened to Iztheri's explanation and wondered what Phraktos's gauntlets were enchanted for. He had smirked slightly when Iztheri called her brother daft. That would indeed be an advantage, though he expected that Phraktos was not really all that daft. Sol wouldn't take it for granted anyway.
Solmur'ss could not help but watch Iztheri as she sauntered on ahead. Was she doing that on purpose? No matter. She had to know he was already distracted. Fatigue, pain, strange surroundings, attractive female.. A troop of drow could be behind him and he would barely notice! He followed her along the hallway. That fabled hot bath was ahead!
Her answer about their trip was not too helpful unfortunately. It seemed more like Phraktos was just going to be unpredictable. Sol resigned himself to having to be patient and wait for Phraktos to let him know when he was ready to leave. The next words from Iztheri's lips, however, nearly stopped his blood from flowing. And her look..! Goddess! How could a female do such a thing? He was already at her mercy merely because she was female.
Solmur'ss couldn't help but betray a fleeting moment of suprise and desire across his face. He glanced away and gathered his wits. It would be dangerous to be too bold with a female, yet it would be a shame to sound too cold and spurn her away. Sol tried to hit some middle ground and let her take his answer whichever way she wished, "I think I would soon forget all of my injuries, Lady Iztheri, if you wanted to spend time with me."
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 5:59 am
Iztheri couldn't help but grin at the expression that floated across Sol's face. If she had read it right, it was one of surprise and desire..completely to her suiting. When he spoke next she couldn't help but giggle lightly and place her hand on his shoulder and whisper in his ear.
"Oh I'll make you forget your wounds alright, so much so you wouldn't even know you had ever been wounded." And then, since she really couldn't resist she leaned over and brushed his hair out of his face.
"Really, you have such beautiful eyes, it's a shame you hide them behind your hair." She murmured and then continued walking down the hall towards where her brother was waiting.
When she finally stopped a few feet away from Phraktos she couldn't help but shoot him a dark look and brush past him into the room that Sol would be staying in.
Phraktos stood rather stunned at what he had just seen passing between Sol and his sister. Gods..this was not good! At least not for him. If anything happened to the Bounty hunter now she would blame it all on him. He really needed a vacation now! He slumped against the wall and berated himself for not even thinking how Iztheri might attach herself to the fellow. He slumped down on the floor and tried to wait patiently for Iztheri to finish seeing to Sol, all the while bemoaning this new turn of events.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 10:50 am
Solmur'ss was still amazed by Iztheri's passionate interest. The females he had spent his time with were always fellow rogues of one sort or another. Attracting a priestess's eye might be as dangerous as it was rewarding.
He couldn't resist and stared into Iztheri's eyes as she raised a hand to brush his hair away. Compliments from a female? Now this was really quickly treading into new territory for the bounty hunter. Females never cared what he looked like nor how injured he became, so as long as he dragged back their miscreant relative with him.
Oh Goddess! Sol had been staring into the priestess's eyes and had only now noticed that Phraktos had been within close enough distance to observe them. Sol nearly cringed at the sight of the staring thief. He followed Iztheri meekly, determined not to make contact with Phraktos. One reckless part of him wanted to flash Iztheri's brother a knowing grin. But this was really not the time for pulling that kind of joke on the fellow!
Solmur'ss braved a glance back at the thief before entering the room. Phraktos looked as if all his confidence had been drained. 'If he looks that stunned, what am I getting into here?' Solmur'ss tossed that thought away. He was always up for taking a risk.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:26 pm
Iztheri entered the room and with one flick of her wrist lit the candles in the room, basking the room in a faint glow from the firelight. Then she examined the room over carefully to make sure the servants had cleaned it to her standards. Thankfully for them, they had. The place wasn't as sterile as her medical lab, but it had been dusted and aired out and there were only a few cobwebs decorating the corners of the room.
"Looks like you should be comfortable in here." Iztheri commented off hand to Sol, when she heard him follow her into the room.
She sauntered over to the large metal tub and stuck her hand into the water to check the temperature. She withdrew it quickly with a small gasp, and stuck her hand in her mouth. It was pretty darn hot.
"I'd wait a little while before getting in the water..it's really hot." She warned, "Feel free to make yourself at home, and if you need anything just ring the bell and a servant will come to see to your needs. Sleep well Sol," She added sweetly and winked at him before she turned to leave the room.
Upon her departure from the room, her demeanor changed completely as she rounded on her brother sprawled out on the floor barring her way. She scowled down at him and kicked him rather viciously in his left leg.
"Get up you lazy OAF! Let's get this through already." She said between clenched teeth.
Phraktos yelped, and jumped to his feet, rubbing the side of his leg casting her a rather rueful glace as she started purposely striding away. Then a cheeky smile fluttered across his face and he hurried after her.
"Aww..is Heri in a bad mood? Come now..tell me did he turn your advances down?" he inquired rather cheekily.
Iztheri glowered at him, her red eyes going a shade darker as she turned to regard him. Of course her glare did nothing to dampen the odd mood that had come over Phraktos, since she had to angle her head back to glare up at him. Sometimes being so tall was a blessing. He knew it caused her to get awful neck aches from having to lean her head back so far to look him in the eye.
"Unless you want to lose an appendage, you'd better keep what you just saw to yourself." Iztheri warned in a low serious tone.
"Ah..don't worry sis, I wouldn't dream of telling anyone. It'll be our own little secret." He replied with a bright infernal grin.
After that exchange between them the two of them fell silent as they hurried down the hallways to the Matron's private meeting chambers. Once inside the chambers, the two siblings bowed to the Matron D'ferusad to show proper honor until she waved a hand for them to stand at attention.
"Iztheri..please take your proper place." the nasally high pitched voice of the Matron ordered.
Iztheri did as she was told, stepping up on the dais and standing next to the Matron's ornate throne as primly and properly as she had been taught to. Phraktos took that moment to straighten up to his proper height as erect as he could, trying not to mind how the matron's malicious calculating eyes gazed over him. He tried not to wince as her voice irritated his ears..gods..it was like nails being dragged across metal.
He couldn't help but let gleeful evil thoughts flit through his mind about her, not really paying too much mind to what she was saying. Lords..there were soo many amusing and devious ways he could help Iztheri get rid of the nasally old bag. He was instantly pulled out his musings when the Matron finally stopped speaking.
He glanced over at his sister, wondering why the Matron had stopped speaking, but she didn't have any sort of expression on her face to give him any clue to why. Though..there was a rather amused glint to her red orange eyes...Phraktos wondered why that was. He sighed, and turned his attention back to the Matron only to notice that she was shooting him a rather contemptuous glare under her fifty pound ornate crown. He still didn't understand how her thin neck didn't snap under the weight of it...it was a mystery he often thought about.
He immediately dropped to one knee, murmuring the customary greeting all the while wishing he could just take out the Matron with one of his concealed daggers. Damned woman should be dead by now. He wondered briefly why Iztheri insisted on waiting to take out the old bag.
"Well? Where are the items you were supposed to procure for me?" The Matron thundered, her nasally voice going dangerously low in her chest.
Phraktos blinked slightly, a confused look coming over his face. "OH..that was what you wanted. Sorry." Then he reached into several of his pouches bringing out the items the Matron had requested he filch for her.
Her dark red eyes blazed in a dangerous manner as they rested on the magical items he held out to her. Then she motioned for Iztheri to collect them for her. Iztheri moved forward slightly, her long gauzy dress floating around her gently and bent over to take the items from Phraktos.
"Be patient Tos, in time things will change. And stop letting your mind wander, she might be old but her eyesight is as sharp as a hawk's. She's none too pleased by the way you're acting in her presence." Iztheri whispered into his ear before she stood up and made her way back to the Matron placing the items into her lap.
Phraktos concealed the excitement and fervor that raged through him at her first words. He didn't like holding off on taking out the Matron but he would obey Iztheri to the letter. After all...he did owe his life to her. Phraktos remained kneeling in front of the Matron until she flicked a hand at him finally giving him the go ahead to go about his own business.
Phraktos stood, and bowed his head to the two females before he slowly slide out of the courtroom. Once he passed the sixteen foot high golden bejeweled double doors he increased his pace and practically ran as fast as he could out of the Great House of iv'Ress. Once he was out in the courtyard did he finally get into a better mood. He hated how the building that he had grown up in brought back so many bad memories for him. Which was why he was glad that he wouldn't be staying there for much longer.
He headed off towards the agreed meeting place hoping that the eyeless female wasn't too pissed off at him. He had been rather looking forward to stepping foot inside of a sorcerer's home and getting the chance to aid the female in getting the magical item she wanted. He hadn't really minded that she wasn't really able to pay him, he was more so looking forward in rigging a booby trap in the magician's home. That and..perhaps getting on the good side of the female. Hopefully she would succeed in her attempt to take over as the Matron of her House. Because once she did that, it was possible that she would in turn help out him and Iztheri when they attempted to overthrow their Matron. One could never have enough allies.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 7:34 pm
Solmur'ss watched as Iztheri inspected the room before him. It definitely had the empty feel of a dusty spare room, but Sol was more than pleased with whatever they had to offer. He wondered for a moment if Iztheri was planning on staying as she even stopped to test the temperature of the bath water. He couldn't help but smile when she let out just a tiny gasp and raised her fingertips to her mouth because of the excessively heated water. It was nothing much, just a simple unguarded moment. Iztheri even wished him to rest well. You didn't always get reactions like these from a priestess. He was loathe to see her go so soon, but he recalled that her Matron was waiting of course.
Ah well. He grinned to himself as he tore into his food while waiting for his bath to cool. Was she sincere at all? You could trust a drow to be wicked. It could take a lifetime to puzzle out hidden agendas and it would be useless. He would just have to wait. Impatiently!
Solmur'ss finished eating and walked over to dip his fingertips into the water. Perfect. He quickly undressed, leaving his clothes strewn across the floor and eased into the steamy hot water. The bounty hunter kept his bandaged arm up on the edge of the tub, leaned his head back over the rim and closed his red eyes.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 8:31 pm
Iztheri unlike her brother had to listen to every single word the Matron spoke. However..unlike her brother she had constructed a spell to make the D'ferusad's voice actually sound pleasant to her ears. This made it possible for her to stand next to the aging Matron for hours every day and not go crazy from hearing her voice all the time.
She watched Phraktos practically flee from the Matrons receiving chambers, wishing she could do the same..but knew that the older lady would want to discuss a few things with her before allowing her to leave. She was rather surprised however when the Matron waved her away with a few words about talking to her in the morning.
"As you wish Matron." Iztheri replied with slight bow to her, and then she turned and made her way slowly out of the room.
Once she hit the hallway, she couldn't help but muse over what Sol would be up to. It was a mystery how quickly she had taken a liking to the male. Most of the males she had any sort of interest in tended to always leave her behind. It made her rather sad, when she realized the same would happen on the morrow with Sol. Though..it did give her ideas of what she might do to him before he left.
She smiled as rather devious ideas welled up in her mind as she made her way back to the room she had left Sol in earlier. She stopped at the door, and paused then knocked softly on the door.
"Sol, are you still awake?" She called through the door waiting to hear some sort of response from him.
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