Kiros' Retreat

[-[.Pirate.Ninja.]-]

A nights ride through the desert is meant to kill a man.

Unless the desert raised you.

Deep in the heart of the blazing sun and sand lies an oasis, this is where Kiros' home lies. Nestled keep in a thick patch of palms and running water lies an extravagantMid-Eastern styled home. Often the curved entries softly releasing tantric music from within.

It's a soft brown, the door panels and windows splashed with a vibrant red. Entering the main doorway, a small Foyer greets you, and typically a door servant. Ahead is a staircase, leading to the slave quarters, and above that his Master bedroom. On the same floor, a Kitchen and dining area, his personal den, and a few smaller areas on a patio to entertain.

In the back of the first floor lies a black door with a heavy lock, the key hidden in his clothing. That door leads to his dungeon. From behind the heavy iron door some sound manages to escape. Pained cries and heavy breath. Tears and happiness. A complicated mixture he concocts with only those he deems worthy.

Now that you've had you're little tour...I suggest you leave.

The Master isn't fond of unvinvited quests.





[[OoC: Hope that's good enough, if not I can add more ^^]]

 

[-[.Pirate.Ninja.]-]

The carriage took speed over the desert, the heart raising in the cabin as Kiros called for a servant to bring fans back. "Mina...it's a pretty name. But I have to know...where are you from? It's obvious how you can manipulate water...but more interesting that dampening magicks had no effect on the skill. An innate hydrokineses, very uncommon."

 

[-[.Pirate.Ninja.]-]

Kiros tapped his head. "I'm quite unfamiliar with the German tongue...you'll have to translate that for me. And yes, I reside in an oasis in the midst of the desert. I have no intentions of...removing you from your element so to speak. I'm fairly accomodating. Fairly. Provided you remember your place of course."

 

[Silberne]

Mina smiled at him. She played with the idea of telling him things ment somthing different that what she said, for now she dismissed it, maybe when she was mad she'd do that but for now the truth was best. "zurückgebliebene Leute literally translates to subnormal people, to germans, its like calling people retarded" she said with a shrug. She nodded as he said he lived in an oasis, she had never been in the desert before and found it to her liking. She loved the warmth of the sun, one of the few things she hated about her homeland was it snowed nearly 3/4 of the year. She almost laughed as he tried to remind her of her place. She simply nodded at that comment. she stepped out of place too far once before and it left her with a couple of nice scars that were covered by a glove and a bracelet. "dont worry, i wont step too far out of bounds" she said rubbing her wrist from the memory.

 

[-[.Pirate.Ninja.]-]

"Too far..." Kiros said with a smirk as the carriage slowed, catching the key words. "You've expressed your knowledge of dealing with consequences, so you know what to expect." Simply put. He could tell she had a bit of a wild streak in her, but in part, he wouldn't have it any other way. The doors opened, the sunlight pouring in as he stepped down into the sand surrounded stone. Pushing through an ivy covered gate, he entered the main courtyard, a few house servants tending to sparatic chores. "This in my...and your...new home." He said with a breath of accomplishment. "I've already a place in mind for you." He slowly strolled through the gardens and into the house, concisely going over a few rooms here and there. "Feel free to ask any questions. Better to know and be warned than to fail in ignorance no?"

 

[-[.Pirate.Ninja.]-]

Kiros chuckled, the accent was cute, and glad she translated quickly. "Appreciated. As far as rules...for one...keep translating. Saves me time. That aside...my home is pretty simple. Do as your told, and you can live freely. You'll be given set tasks to accomplish, do them, and when you're done the day is yours. Don't, there are reprecussions." He slipped out a back door and headed to a smaller ivy gate, pushing a key into the lock, he nudged the door open, exposing a private garden with an ornate ivory fountain. "This..." Kiros said as he extended an arm to the fountain, the garden, and off to the side a small building attached to the main house, "is your quarters and task. You are to care for this garden and fountain, as it is for me and me alone. And you now, as you have more respect for this element than alot of the heathen that work for me."

 

[-[.Pirate.Ninja.]-]

"I don't ask much. Keep it simple." Kiros said with a shrug. "The plants must be watered at dusk, no sooner, no later. The fountain, simply kept clean." He pushed open the short deck doors into the bedroom. Modest and clean. A bed on the opposing wall, a dresser and vanity inlaid with silver and Ivory. "Several of my...treasures are here. I expect them to remain clean and cared for. Not oft but occaisionally I have old aquaintances who try to alleviate my burdens..." Kiros spoke softly, gliding his hands over a twisted statue. He turned and flicked the shield charm about her. "While I can fend for myself, my belongings cannot. Make sense?"

 

[-[.Pirate.Ninja.]-]

"Complicated as it is, Both." Kiros said as he dropped himself into a large oval stuffed chair. "These, in it's primitive explanations, are Relics of the Gods. Were they stolen? Technically. But stolen from those who shouldn't have had them to begin with. I'm simply the means to an end. Messenger so to speak. And so happens there are considerable benefits to being a messenger."

 

[-[.Pirate.Ninja.]-]

[[Taking a drop of creative liberty and going as the profile image of her]]

Kiros smirked. Smart girl. He tugged back on her hood and watched the red locks fall. He smiled, quite amused. He let his fingers run through the fiery strands a few times. "Give me time to think. I didn't expect to find anything today really. You're quite the gem in the rough."