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 Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:21 pm
Arthur nodded lightly. Sevilin Inthara, the name was odd, it was a name but it was odd. "He runs a tight ship? oh okay thanks for correcting me..." Just what kind of control Malik had on Piper? if he had to guess it seemed more like Piper had the most control on Malik since he seemed to always get pissed off. Oh well he just have to watch his step around the couple, and watch his tounge as well.
Arthur raised his eyebrow when Sevilin told him to stay away from the elven women, thats odd Piper was really nice to him, Zahara might be a little moddy but he could handle it. "Thanks for the information Sevilin, I'll keep that in mind...." Just what the hell was going on here?
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:43 pm
Malik went looking for Piper first, then noting her with Zahara, watched only for a moment to be sure things were fine..quite ready to strangle the drow at first opportunity. but while they talked, he noted the blade, and whom it belonged to..was aroudn the corner, with Sevilin. Now that was amusing.
"Sevilin. You and I need to have a small chat about something your not going to want to talk about, but it will be brief, I promise. I see you met Piper's new vagabond. Has he told you yet he want's to be the best swordsman on the plane, and looking for good challengers to test his skills to?"
Yes, Malik was being a bit vicious in that roundabout way. Though hhis gaze turned back to Piper and Zahara, he would wait until they were finished, after all Piper and her were invariably trying to start repairing bridges and Piper was giving Zahara her dagger back after prying it from between her shoulderblades.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:48 pm
"I also wouldn't thank me if I were you...I'm drow after all. You and I are supposed to be mortal enemies?" Followed with a laugh, though no particular evil or ill intent in it. Just that sort of, 'look at the irony' laugh. For his tastes this one was a little too...friendly, even by elvish standards he was. Odd little surface trash.
A little shrug, looking around the corner of the hallway to see said mentioned elven women. Well...looked like they were patching things up again. Wonder how long it would last this time. But a step back and he turned red eyes back to Arthur. Arthur...that wasn't even an elvish name of underdark or surface standards.Yup, odd.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:54 pm
Arthur shrugged a little bit as he watched Sevilin look around the corner to check up on the two elven women. "Well if we are mortal enemies then we should of gotten itno a fight by now, but it seems like we havent so really it doesn't matter at this point right now Sevilin."
Arthur crused silently in his head, Malik showed up, he didn't need this right now not when he has Sevilin to deal with. But it seemed like Malik was trying to stirr up the conversation they had when they firt met, there he goes making fun of what he wanted to do, so what if Malik was stronger than him? he did not care, all he has to do is keep on his training and even if he doesn't become numbe one he could just pass his skills down to his childeren. It's just that simple.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:02 pm
Oh look, the underdark just got a little darker. Making sure to check his tone, he turned slightly to face Malik who had happened upon them all. How lucky for him. No, he wasn't happy with Malik right now...but he saw it as a test of the deal they had as well. It worked.
"Small chat about someting I'm not going to want to talk about...oh the possibilities." That seemed a little deal tensing but he would have to find out now wouldn't he? But a smirk and a look back to Arthur. "Yes...or more pointedly, I rescued him from Nym and we struck up conversation." A blink at the apparent goal that had been set. "Really now? Quite the ambition."
Then a look on Arthur again at his comment. "Not necessarily...I like the thrill of the hunt. Can't hunt what stands right in front of you."
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:16 pm
Arthur nidded, being glad that Sevilin decided to leave him alone about his quest, for now. He just think that I'm too weak or something. Arthur sighed slowly and decided to walk around the corner again so Malik could see him. "Hello Malik." was all he said and gave the man a small nod.
The young elf looked at Sevilin again and rasied an eyebrow at what he told him. "Oh really? then I'm glad I'm not the type of game you go after."
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:18 pm
"That's debatable. but the last time you tried to hunt what was standing right in front of you, it didn't turn out very well. I'll see you in the living area then as soon as you are through with the Arthur here."
And Malik let them be, moving to his favorite seat, and leaning back some. giving Piper her time to mend things, and give him some time to learn about Vrist. then he woudl take Piper 'camping' to thier newly aquired lake.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:28 pm
A grin that was probably too happy to be comfortable to Arthur. "Oh now...I didn't say that. You just haven't presented me with ample opportunity." Though that look went to somewhat of annoyance when Malik had to comment on that and he sideglanced his fellow off color drow. "Only because Zahara had to stick her nose where it didn't belong." Otherwise he would of had Kieran. But no, she had to interfere and ruin everything.
Though another chuckle on his part as Malik had gone off and he was left alone with Arthur again. Looking down to the ferret who was seated comfortably in his hand he got that smirk back and a chuckle. "Shall I leave you with Nym while I"m no doubt accosted? He's mostly harmless." Because he seemed to love ferrets oh so much...
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:36 pm
Haven't given him the opportunity? what the hell? Arthur remained cool on the outside to Sevilin's comment but really it just struck him cold, god what is with some of these people? Shurgging it off he looked at Sevilin and grinned a little. "Well I hope I don't."
But when the drow offered him to keep the small ferret company he had his doubts but sighed a little and looked at the ferret with a glare. "Okay I will as long as it stays out of my pockets." and with that he held out his hand with a small smile on his face.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:43 pm
"Try to not torture him too much."
Said as the little creatured walked up Sevilin's arm and then grabbed onto his braid and more or less slid down to the end before letting go and plopping nicely to the floor...where he skittered over to Arthur's boots once more, sitting on top of one. Chitter. Okay, not too much. Besides...pockets are only beginning.
Sevilin shook his head and turned on his boot heel. If all else failed, Nym could at least come back with interesting stories...and useful information for the rune mage to exploit no doubt. No one ever suspected the exploratory nature of a ferret. But he walked off, coming upon Malik then who was looking quite relaxed. "You wanted a little chat, Lord D'vinn?"
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:51 pm
"Yes. You see, I'm attending the Andalian council in a month. and there is information only you here coudl give me. in order to get points across, and have a basis of similarity they might understand in some form or another, I want to know about the drow outpost, Vrist. how it runs, it's workings. general information that can be used to parallel anything I might bring up that they no doubt won't grasp all that easily."
Watching Sevilin, noting the ferret not with him. and having a pretty good idea of whom it was with.
"And are you sure it's wise to leave Nym with a human raised elven vagabond?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:52 pm
The young elf rolled his eyes and sighed a little at Sevilin's comment. "Haha very funny." Arthur slowly lowered his arm and looked down at the ferret who was sitting on his boot. "I thought that you might want to ride on my shoulder." he said with a raised eyebrow and sighed.
But Arthur knew that this little ferret was smart, perhaps too smart so he should keep and good eye on the little guy.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 9:12 pm
"Most wise. He'll be fine...you would be surprised how resiliant he is." Besides, Sevilin wasn't going to not use his scout. And hell Nym enjoyed it too much to tell him to stay away from things such as that. Though a nice long look at Malik and a supressed scoff. Council. He wasn't sure if he wanted to give up that information.
So in stalling he paced a little before taking a seat across from Malik. Personally Sevilin didn't want to speak of Vrist...loophole perhaps? Ah Malik's wording. Well... if he wanted to know about the Vrist Outpost...not Vrist itself...he supposed that was okay. After all, they were a bit different. Good old loop holes. Then again it was half appropriate, seeing as surface elves rarely saw Vrist itself and lived to tell the tale...so all they really knew was the OUtpost. "The Vrist Outpost...yes I spent quite a bit of time in that oh so lovely surface station." Yes, let's be bitterly sarcastic shall we?
"Well...the outpost is mostly I would say almost like a barracks of sorts. Or more pointedly a prision, though the doors are not locked and there are no wardens to jingle keys. But it is also run as such. Most occupants there are male, the scouts and fodder that are to be sent out to the surface and trapse about it. Few female rune mages and priestesses scattered about to make sure the sheep don't get the bright idea to stray from the flock. Their sole purpose, that is of the outpost, is to bring back what was lost once ago, and to either keep at bay or conquer those who would oppose or interfere in that goal." Tell Malik eveything at once? Of course not. Malik was going to have to be very specific to get what he wanted, or Sevilin would loop all around it.
Why? Are you planning on going anywhere? Nym always started at boots and worked his way up...he just loved boots. Especially if he could sit on them...but not if they were polished enough so that his furry little self could slide off. Let's see here, no laces, but folded tops...those are easy to get into you know? And I know you're wearing socks. Loved socks. But onto other matters. Up his pant leg again, but this time stopping at his belt. Oh look, you hang things off your belt...hm, what's this pack thingy here? Smells funny.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 9:19 pm
"The things being lost being the Requias drow? the 'good' version, so to speak. and what of trade or craft. do they simply hoard raid spoils, or do they do any of their own work? and of course I woudl assums the other is just any surface elves stupid enough to get in distance of your reach, or those that would 'protect' the 'good' drow from being subsumed?"
Malik's eyes were, calm, cool, and very much of the look that a 'small talk' coudl last hours if it had to for the information he wanted.
"I was under the impression that rune mages were relativly rare. or is it simply those of the master level that are so?"
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 9:31 pm
"That's what we are told to find. Our 'wayward kin' as they like to put it. Stems from a whole nice long story of twin Obsidian Goddesses who didn't quite see eye to eye on the way things we happening within the society...call it...watered down Llothian, but Llothian none the less, seeing as that is who those two are born from." A little shrug, not intending to tell the story because he wasn't asked to. But let's continue shall we?
"Basic drow trades. Mostly in weapons trade, as well as potion/spell component trade. Black market deals are done through the outpost, Vrist itself not wanting to hastle itself with such petty dealings. Only partial raid spoils are kept there...after being picked over by 'higher authority' we at the outpost get what's left. The majority is taken back to Vrist for the oh so horrid queen to gloat over. Though also do thier own work...idle men make for the ability for them to form opinions. Have to keep them busy doing something or other." As he continued in that bitter voice and mentioning it all as 'them' and never himself involved.
"It's the levels that are rare. It takes such a long time to advance in levels that most never get any higher than being just cleared to do things on thier own. Of course...the dark elves do things differently...accelerate the training. Yes, it is dangerous, a lot die...but what's the harm in that, have plenty to keep the numbers up. So, there are quite a number of adept rune mages just not wise ones. Masters...well there are none in that soceity." Well...except for him. Why did he have the feeling he'd be here all day and eventually be talking about Vrist itself?
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