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Antiklion Ingle

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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 7:38 am

Enialis picks the coin bank up before slipping it into the lady who has attracted Damien's attention's pocket. He leans in to whisper in her ear. "Return here tomorrow night" Adding a bit more emphasis to the suggestion by adding a bit of compulsion to the words, not enough to force her to do so but making it seem like a very good idea all the same. Quickly turning he strides after Damien catching up to him.

"Well I did break his chair after all thought to leave a bit of something for him."

Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 7:26 pm

When the two 'heroes' began to talk amongst themselves after the scuffle, Traci was still standing in the middle of all the fallen foes. She sighed, frustrated that these two had killed them. Vampires... Traci mumbled as she knelt down beside a few of the men who looked like they COULD still be alive. She checked their pulses. Nothing.

Traci cast a dark glance over at the other two immortal beings as the spoke to each other like old buddies and had a drink. She had never intended to kill these men. Just...fight them...an old bar fight between common folk who-well-hated each other. But obviously these two vampires didn't understand the weight of the problem. Though the vampire had bought some time with his 'forget' spell or whatever the hell that was, the Naloum soldiers would eventually find their way here even if they weren't informed. And Traci was the one caught standing among the dead. Oh...the memories of walking through the piles of dead bodies back in the war...

Traci shook her head to rid herself of the thoughts. She had to leave...and she had to leave now. She took one last look at the two vampires who looked like they were about ready to go too, and then she turned and headed out of the bar, looking left and right to make sure the soldiers weren't around.

She took off at a fast walk down the road, not looking suspicious, though she made haste. She headed toward the forest just outside of town. She had to get away from there. She didn't want the Naloum soldiers to catch her and take her back to that Place. They surely would have the rights to now...

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Sorsha Phoenix

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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 7:58 pm

Kaylin glanced around the room again, deciding that none of this was any of her concern. She moved her eyes to the barkeep, and when she caught with his attention with those fierce golden eyes, he walked over.

"Another ale," she said in a low, yet seemingly commanding voice. As the barkeep walked away she took the time to smell the air and forced herself to refrain from allowing a low rumbling growl escape her throat. For once in her gods forsaken life, she was not here for a fight - she was here for ale and ale alone, yet a fight had found its way to her.

Let the humans and whateever else may happen to have dragged itself into this pub tonight squabble amoungst themselves. She was in no mood to deal with these....people. Her temper was already held back by her own will alone, and this was not the place to let it get the better of her. She knew the concequences, and did not wish to make her foul mood even worse.

Instead, tonight she would drink until her last coin ran out, and she hoped her coin did not run out before she was extremely - and satisfingly - drunk.

Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 12:22 pm

He pulled himself smoothly and silently from the healing dirt of the earth, stretching his lithe muscles.
He sniffed the air, searching the woods by scent for others.

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Antiklion Ingle

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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 5:25 pm

Coming out of his earthmeld twenty feet away from Damien. Enialis walks over and waits for his friend to speak up about what he has planned for tonights activities.

Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 8:47 pm

A large gulp of her last ale and it the mug was finished. Kaylin gave the mug a snarl - it had emptied more sooner than it was supposted to. She growled rather loudly as her eyes set on the barkeep with a cold, fierce stare.

The man looked at her warily, unnerved. "M-Miss," he managed to stammer out. The look she gave him must have actually frightened the poor man, "I t-think you've had your fill. L-ladies can't k-keep their alcohol like m-men can, and y-you have no escort home."

"Oh," she said in a dangerously soft voice that was oddly devoid of any actual emotion, "I don't need a bloody escort, nor do I need the likes of you telling me when I've had too much ale. I am no where near drunk, I assure you. If I were drunk, I would not be talking nor would you be breathing. Now, bring me another ale, and don't water it down - I'm not paying for the last three you brought. You watered it down."

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