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 Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 4:50 pm
One enters a crowded marketplace, people bustling about and calling to each other, while the stalls that line the wide street are full to brimming with wares - all you could want.
Back a little from these are buildings, each with large windows displaying further, more expensive goods.
In the centre of the marketplace is the great fountain - a huge carved structure displaying various angels,demons and gargoyles endlessly twisted into intricate contortions. Around these are various riding beats drinking at the fountain, and various people. One group ois well stocke diwth beer and move about meetinga dn departing with smirke dand laughs. One snatched out a ahnd and withdraws a purse form an unawares man and brandishes it with a grin.
here is where the Rouges 'secretly' meet.
one of the most renound and repsected Rouge in Ash Coast is a Dal rich by the name of Rouke Rein. It is rumored that he will teach students in the art of ebinga rouge...that is, if you can find him. Quote: Come here if you wnat a nice non-alcaholic drink, or if you wnat to train as a rouge... Rouke will train you as a rouge, and can give you access to the assasin class upgrade Rouge class with grant you: ~ [+6 stats] +4 must be used in speed and/or evasion (can be divided between the two) ~updated weapon -- long range~ ability to disable traps. each time 3 traps are sucessfully disabled = +2 hp recovered ~ Able to have 3 more slots in knapsack ~ poison darts -- (only able to use twice before discarding) - weapon ignores armor class and takes 1hp per go until cure or death.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 3:01 pm
Rouke left with Renten. In a few minutes they were at a tring ground. Rouke stoped and spun around swing his blade at Renten. Renten ducked avoiding the swing. He was caught off gaurd When Rouke triped him. He landed and raised his blade and blocked an attack. "WHAT The Hell are you doing?!" Renten shouted. "Im seeing if you have what It takes to be a master rouge." Rouke replyed.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 9:39 am
{here comes Craban to keep you company :3}
Craban walked down the crowded marketplace, his deep hood of his cloak pulled far over his face so that it hid his eyes. While he had been pon the surface for some years now, he still disliked days where it was very sunny, as it was now. His eyes were sensitive and better suited for the almost absolute darkness of the Underdark. he remembered when he had first ventured form out of the underdark - the daylight had blinded him for a good few days before he got used to it.
He weaved between the bustling people and eyed the countless wares on teh stalls. He was a bit of a Magpie when it came to weapons. He had a large collection of daggers and couldn't help but pick up more. After all, you never knew when you'd need them.
He heard some yells and grunts coming from a little ahead of him and wondered if this was an idiciation of who he was looking for. He'd gotten a tip-off that here was where the Rouge operated, and he wanted training. However actually hunting out the head of these rouges was a difficult business. True to their nature, they were a secreative bunch.
he hooked a thumb on teh strap of the bag he carried and headed for the sound. As he hoped, he found a small training area, and spotted a Lizard-like creature fighting a boy.
No,not a lizard-monster. A Dal Rich. Craban had encountered them before, although they seemed to be pretty rare. If this was the guy he was looking for it'd be inetresting. For one, he was huge. at only 5'4'' he dwarfed Craban. That was one thing he had noticed since elaving teh udnerdark - where Craban had been tall compared to the otehr Drow, now he was genrally seen as short. it was embarassing.
Craban snifed and rested a hand near one of the many places his daggers were stored, wlaking down onto the training area.
"Hey, i'm not interrupting anything, am I?" He called, smirking and looking curiously betwene the boy and the Dal-Rich. Craban's accent had the classic tawng of the Drow langauge who'd learnt Common. But, unlike most elf-creatures his voice was upbeat anda little mocking.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 12:06 pm
Rouke looked up and then Back to Renten and said "Congradulations boy you passed. Now then What can i help you with Drow." Rouke asked as he placed hi knife in its sheath.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 1:24 pm
”I’m looking for the head of the rouges here. I hear that he gives training to those interested in learning how to become a better fighter in that particular style. Know anything of it?” he smirked. He was pretty sure that this guy was the instructor, but eh wasn’t 100% and didn’t want to make a fool out of himself. His hand still hovered around where his daggers were stored as he eyed the Dal Rich form under his hood.
”Only it’s been a bit of a journey, you know, and it’d be pretty disappointing if I can’t find the guy.”
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 1:30 pm
"Well boy are you going to throw those knives or just hold your hand there? And I try to be very secluded on where my where abouts are."Rouke said as He eyed the hidden knives
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 1:35 pm
Craban laughed and withdrew a couple of knives, twirling them with dexterity in his fingers.
”Why, do you want me to attack you?”
He pulled his hood down so that he could see him properly and walked so that he was stood closer to him facing him.
”So you are the man I want to see. My Name is Craban, what’s yours?”
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 9:18 pm
"HAhaha I see I am Rouke Rein and yes I do belive I am the one who you speak of." Rouke siad with a bow. "So then lets see what you got boy."
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 9:58 am
Craban grinned and swept his cloakback a little so that his arms were free.
"What rules are we playing by?" he said, playfully with a smirk.
"Blood letting or playfight?"
he glanced at Renten, apprently out of the way, and nodded a greeting.
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 10:13 am
Renten nodded back and sat down near a bench
Rouke laughed and said "The rules are if your still alive in 15 mins then ill train you."
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 1:34 pm
” They sound like fun rules.” Craban laughed. ”And if you’re bleeding from a major artery in that time then you owe me a drink.”
He twirled the knives in his fingers again and watched him carefully.
”Age before beauty.”
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 1:41 pm
Rouke smiled and was gone. He placed the blade close to Cardans throught and said. "True but with age comes knowlage and skills. Now what was that about a drink.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 2:11 pm
Craban laughed, impressed. His knives were turned around so that they pointed at Rouke’s abdomen as he held the knife at his throat. However he would not be quick enough to stab him before Rouke slit his throat.
[1]Rouke 1. Chathrosin nil. He thought. He’s good.
“Heh. Like the old Drow saying goes ‘he who watches his back will get stabbed from the front.’ So that’s one drink I owe you. Now for round two.”
He pushed Rouke’s arm firmly forwards and out of his way and calmly stepped forwards, turning to face him.
This guy is better than you, so think of your advantages. He’s a del-rich thingy...what do they do that you can’t? Ok,ok what can you do that they can’t? Pity it isn’t dark..
He crouched a little, watching him closely again.
Just pay attention this time.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 8:36 pm
Rouke smiled and started to run. He shifted left then right. In 3 moves he had his blade poiting at Crabans eye. He laughted and said. "It looks like its 2 drinks that you owe me."
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