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 Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 8:08 pm
The Ratways below the Riften is the very home of the thieves guild. It is where the thieves guild run their black market. However, only the members of the Thieves guild knows the true entrance to the headquarters. Behind the market, is there is a hidden cistern where the thieves plan out their operations and practice on their skills.
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 8:17 pm
~{Sibylla}~ Shadows guide me...
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Sibylla furiously made her way to the Ragged Flagon after completing a difficult task. It was quite obvious she was angry as she ignored the greetings the other thieves gave her. As she sat on a chair she ripped off her Nightingale hood and proceeded to massage her temple with her hand trying to relief the headache she had.
"Something wrong lass?" Brynjolf said as he sat down the opposite of her. Everyone in the guild knew that if Sibylla was having a bad day no one should disturbed her or else they'll get insulted. However the only lucky one that always seemed not to be treated this way was Brynjolf.
"Not now Brynjolf. Maybe after a drink and I'll tell you" she answered him. Immediately Vekel brought her one which she then drank completely without hesitation, this however only made Brynjolf be more concerned since she never liked drinking.
"Remember the Stones of Barenziah I'm looking for? Well the one located in Pinewatch was a pain in the a** to get it, but that's not the worse that happened to me. After finally miraculously escaping from those bandits that wanted to cut my head off I manage to get into even more trouble." She said as she put down the bottle of mead. "It seems that a troll wanted me as its meal for the day. Luckily I manage to survive somehow. But here comes the worse news. I know where the last Stone of Barenziah is." she finished crossing her arms.
"And what's wrong with that?" he cautiously asked.
"The Companions have it" ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ...for a Nightingale I am
:::Ragged Flagon::: We may be thieves but we have honor.
No stealing from a fellow thief,
No killing on the job,
No robbing from poor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 3:10 am
 XxFaric LanielxXNeat, caramel hair and oceanic blue eyes. This Breton looks much younger than he actually is, and his playful looks and attitude might hide something more.
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Faric walked into the flagon about ten minutes later, playful mask firmly in place, just like always. He was wearing his usual leather armor that was made by the Brotherhood, along with the hood and mask he wore outdoors. He pulled back his hood and pulled down the mask, letting it rest around his neck as he stepped silently through the flagon. He was quickly noticed, however, which was no surprise seeing as he was not trying to hide.
He was quickly approached by a few of the newer members, who were interested in why an Assassin was simply wandering around the flagon. At first it looked like they might attack him, seeing as their hands were on their weaponry, but they quickly relaxed. To their defense, he did look rather friendly, and certainly could have been thought of as harmless had he not been in his guild armor. He just smiled at them as they bombarded him with stupid questions. He didn't answer a single one of them, sure, but he let them ask at the very least. The older members were starting to get mildly concerned- annoying a Brotherhood member was never a good idea. Still, Faric had some tolerance for rookies, seeing as he recruited them for his own guild.
"I'm just here to talk to Sibylla," Faric managed to say when the small group of rookies finally stopped talking. A few looked disappointed that he hadn't answered any of their questions, but let him pass regardless. He made his way up to the bar, where the surly Guild Master was drinking with her second in command. Wow, drinking? How very unusual of her, she must be pretty upset.
Oh well. "Ah, having a bad day Sibylla?" he asked, sitting down on the counter near her, on the opposite side of where Brynjolf was sitting. "Want to talk about it?" he asked, head resting on one of his hands as he leaned down slightly. Now his face was more level with hers, which made them able to talk without her having to look up at him. Luckily Delvin didn't bother to shoo him off of the counter. After all, they never really knew what would offend him. To be fair, the guild didn't even know if he was acting or this was his real demeanor, not even the Guild Master. He found it rather amusing. Out Of Charisma: I cannot believe I just coded this. Like, all of it, and edited the picture. I've never done that before, ever, without taking a part or two from another rp post or using one as a guide and I feel very accomplished! Mainly because OH MY GOODNESS THIS IS LIKE A WHOLE FRACKTON OF CODING I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANYMORE.
Also, did I do alright with guessing how the rookies would act? I don't know so I JUST GUESSED.
≯ Ragged Flagon ≮ My siblings serve SITHIS and my MoThEr is the NIGHT So you want to know MORE about me? You would do WeLl To ReMeMbER, that not everything is as it S E E M S
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 9:24 am
~{Sibylla}~ Shadows guide me...
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ When Dark Brotherhood assassin first entered the flagon, Sibylla though he came to talk to Delvin but once he stated he came to speak with her she couldn't help but feel her headache increase. Not to mention she was already more irritated by her rookies asking this assassin stupid questions. She made a mental note to scold her rookies about their childish behavior and straighten it out they couldn't do that without facing some consequences.
"Akatosh what have I done to deserve this?" She silently said before finally turning to speak to the assassin. "It's quite obvious I'm having a bad day so please excuse me for my bad behavior." she then stopped for a moment to ask Vekel for two more bottles of mead which he quickly gave it to her. One she opened for herself and the other one she placed it in front of the assassin for him to take.
"That one is on me and to answer you second question..." She took a big gulp of mead before continuing. "No, I just talked about it and I don't wish to repeat the same story. Anyways let's get into business, what can I help you with? " The faster this day ended the better for her.
OOC: Yeah that would probably be the reaction of the newbies XD ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ...for a Nightingale I am
:::Ragged Flagon::: We may be thieves but we have honor.
No stealing from a fellow thief,
No killing on the job,
No robbing from poor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 2:30 pm
XxFaric LanielxX Neat, caramel hair and oceanic blue eyes. This Breton looks much younger than he actually is, and his playful looks and attitude might hide something more.
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Faric popped the cap on his Blackbriar Mead and took a sip. It was fairly sweet, probably due to the honey the Black Briar's took great pride in using. He leaned back into a normal sitting position and took another sip, before setting the ale down on the counter. They did have things to discuss, and he had little doubt that Sibylla's bad day was about to get so, so much worse. Ah well.
"I have two things to discuss with you, and I seriously doubt you'll like either," he told her honestly, looking slightly more serious than before, but still with a mellow, seemingly friendly attitude. It took him a moment to decide on what to say first, and he chose to go with the option that wasn't the worst. "Firstly, we looked into the location of the stone for you, and one of my siblings saw it on a mission. It's in the hilt of the Harbinger's personal sword, so good luck with getting that," he said, looking mildly amused.
Then he took another sip of his mead and leaned down once more to get a better look at the woman. "Though that was the 'good' news, good being a relative term here." The second piece of news was something she surely wouldn't like, and he doubted her guild would either. He knew at least one of the senior members (like Brynjolf or Vekel) would object to the next piece of news, but that hopefully wouldn't be his problem. They probably knew better than to get into a fight (verbal or otherwise) with a Speaker. Out Of Charisma:
≯ Ragged Flagon ≮ My siblings serve SITHIS and my MoThEr is the NIGHT So you want to know MORE about me? You would do WeLl To ReMeMbER, that not everything is as it S E E M S
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 3:16 pm
~{Sibylla}~ Shadows guide me...
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Sibylla frowned when Faric said she wasn't going to like either of the two things he was going to say and once hearing the first one she knew he was right.
"I knew the Harbinger had it somewhere on her, but on the hilt of her sword?" she commented before taking another sip of mead. "Damn it. I'll guess I have to look for another way to steal it. Can't risk my live being chased by werewolfs for a single stone." she was gonna take another gulp of mead when Brynjolf toke away her bottle. She glared at him but inside she thanked him since she already was starting to feel the effects of the drink and remembered why she hated drinking.
"That's the good news? Well spit it out the bad one, it can't be worse than what's already happened to me today." Sibylla confidently said crossing her arms again. ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ...for a Nightingale I am
:::Ragged Flagon::: We may be thieves but we have honor.
No stealing from a fellow thief,
No killing on the job,
No robbing from poor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 3:35 pm
XxFaric LanielxX Neat, caramel hair and oceanic blue eyes. This Breton looks much younger than he actually is, and his playful looks and attitude might hide something more.
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Faric decided not to drink any more of his mead, and set it down on the counter near him. He really didn't drink more than a few swigs when he was on the job, or in this case, simply outside of the Dawnstar base. It wouldn't be professional to get drunk, or even tipsy now would it? Apparently the Thieves Guild Master felt the same, either that or she simply remembered her intense dislike of anything alcoholic.
"I'm sure this is much, much worse than anything that happened to you today," he said bluntly, looking serious. This was no laughing matter, and even if he was wearing his playful mask, it was still a serious matter, one that could not be overlooked. "I assume you remember that mission you went on a few days ago? You killed a Nord man in self defense because he was trying to stop you from stealing what you needed and came at you with an axe, correct?" he said, noting the surprised expressions on several members of the guild. Apparently they really hadn't known how far the influence of the Brotherhood stretched- they had very good information.
"Well that man was one of our contracts. You stole a kill from the Brotherhood." he gave that a moment to sink in, leaning back on the counter as he waited for the guilds reaction to this news. It really was a serious matter, seeing as it meant that their Guild Master was in debt to the Brotherhood. That was how it worked if you stole a kill- it had to be repaid. What made it even worse for Sibylla, was that he was the one who chose how the debt was settled. Out Of Charisma:
≯ Ragged Flagon ≮ My siblings serve SITHIS and my MoThEr is the NIGHT So you want to know MORE about me? You would do WeLl To ReMeMbER, that not everything is as it S E E M S
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 4:00 pm
~{Sibylla}~ Shadows guide me...
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Just as Faric finished his sentence, everyone from the Thieves Guild except Sibylla took out their weapons. Brynjolf even going as far to stand in front of the Guild Master.
"I want everyone out of here right now." Sibylla firmly said as she finally stood up. The rookies where the first to got but the high ranking members hesitated until she glared at them. After a minute the only ones left on the Ragged Flagon were her and the assassin but she was sure Delvin and Brynjolf where trying to listen to the conversation from behind the door that lead to the Cistern.
"I swear to the divines that if someone stole the skeleton key and I have to suffer all this bad luck I'll kill that person twice" She cursed before taking a deep breath. This was definitely the worse day of her entire life.
"Look, as you clearly know I didn't had another choice than to kill him. Don't take this on my guild, it was my mistake." she said and paused for a second. "What do you want me to do to repay my debt?" ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ...for a Nightingale I am
:::Ragged Flagon::: We may be thieves but we have honor.
No stealing from a fellow thief,
No killing on the job,
No robbing from poor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 4:17 pm
XxFaric LanielxX Neat, caramel hair and oceanic blue eyes. This Breton looks much younger than he actually is, and his playful looks and attitude might hide something more.
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"Don't worry, I never intended to take it out on your guild," replied Faric soothingly, knowing that the other members of the guild would no doubt be listening through the door. "This kind of thing does happen, it's not like I'm here to kill you or anything," he said flippantly. If he had been trying to kill her, then he certainly wouldn't have just strolled in. They both knew that.
"Normally it would simply be a life for a life, but you've caused us a lot of trouble," he hummed. "The man you killed needed to be killed in a very specific way, something that you botched up. It almost landed one of my siblings in jail to boot, so you've got quite a bit to make up for," he told her. Had his sibling ended up in jail, they could have broken them out, sure, but it was the trouble she had caused them that was the issue, not to mention an upset client.
"So it's been decided that until you can repay your debt, you travel with me." He had of course, gone over this with the Listener (who in turn had asked the Mother) and it seemed like this was one of the few viable solutions. Anything that could ruin their relationship with the thieves guild (like having her kill someone she may know) was certainly out of the question, so this would be the next best option. "And I suggest you stop your probably angry, eavesdropping guildmates from attempting to kill me for this." Out Of Charisma:
≯-LOCATION-≮ My siblings serve SITHIS and my MoThEr is the NIGHT So you want to know MORE about me? You would do WeLl To ReMeMbER, that not everything is as it S E E M S
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 4:51 pm
~{Sibylla}~ Shadows guide me...
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ When Feric mentioned that her kill almost got one of his siblings in jail, Sibylla's face went white and it was clearly she felt guilty but quickly regained color when he mentioned her punishment.
"I have to travel with you? For how long approximately? I can't abandon my guild... I'll have to visit it once in a while if I can." She said as she massaged her temple again. "Don't worry about them, Delvin would have told them it would be stupid to kill a Brotherhood assassin. It would mean a war between our guilds and you'll probably win. We are trained to steal, not fight." She sighed. How troublesome this was going to be.
"Since we are going to be traveling together I would like to know your name. You already know mine so it would only be fair to know yours." she asked.
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:::Ragged Flagon::: We may be thieves but we have honor.
No stealing from a fellow thief,
No killing on the job,
No robbing from poor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 4:59 pm
XxFaric LanielxX Neat, caramel hair and oceanic blue eyes. This Breton looks much younger than he actually is, and his playful looks and attitude might hide something more.
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Well it was good that her guild members knew better than to try to attack him, giving him a small measure of relief. He didn't fancy having to fight his way out of this place. Besides that, it seemed like the woman realized just how much trouble she had caused him. Days of careful planning, positioning and bribing had gone into the mission to pull it off at just the right moment, and it was all for naught. Still, there was nothing to be done about it now, though there was a debt to be paid.
"You simply have to travel with me until your debt is repaid, though I cannot say how long that will take," he mused aloud. "Don't worry about your guild, I would not have you abandon them simply to travel with me. I spend a fair amount of my time here anyhow, seeing as it is one of my jobs to work with the Thieves Guild and ensure we get along." She was certainly right about the war part though, there was no doubt in his mind that the Brotherhood would prevail should it come to blows. Thieves were not trained to kill, something he and his siblings excelled in.
"You want to know my name?" he blinked. He supposed it was a fair request, though not one he had ever bothered to answer. He had been asked by other members of her guild of course, but he tended to ignore them. He wasn't even sure if they knew he was a Speaker- he didn't think he had ever mentioned it. So, after a moment of deliberation, he answered. "My name is Faric Laniel, and I am the Speaker for the Dark Brotherhood." Out Of Charisma:
≯ Ragged Flagon ≮ My siblings serve SITHIS and my MoThEr is the NIGHT So you want to know MORE about me? You would do WeLl To ReMeMbER, that not everything is as it S E E M S
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 5:21 pm
~{Sibylla}~ Shadows guide me...
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ "That's a relief." She picked her hood from the table and folded it. She already had though of a plan on how the guild will work without her but she knew Brynjolf wouldn't like being in charge. And not to mention Karliah would have to protect the Twilight Sepulcher alone since Brynjolf would have to care for the guild. Maybe Delvin would help her...
"Nice to meet you Faric" she commented when he introduced to her but a second later stopped doing what she was doing when he mentioned his position in the Dark Brotherhood.
"Spe-Speaker? Now I'm really ashamed of how you where treated tonight. Sorry about my team mates behavior." she said.
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:::Ragged Flagon::: We may be thieves but we have honor.
No stealing from a fellow thief,
No killing on the job,
No robbing from poor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 5:33 pm
XxFaric LanielxX Neat, caramel hair and oceanic blue eyes. This Breton looks much younger than he actually is, and his playful looks and attitude might hide something more.
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Faric shrugged when she mentioned she was sorry for how her rookies had treated him. "It was fine, they were simply curious. Besides, I can assure you they're easier to deal with than my recruits." The Dark Brotherhood rookies liked trying to get the jump on him, to make sure he wasn't rusty. So he had grown pretty adept at dodging 'pranks'. The term prank being used lightly, seeing as they usually involved arrows and knives.
He tilted his head slightly when he heard a scuffling noise from across the Flagon. He assumed it was from the door that the others had left, and that a rookie had made a noise that accidentally alerted him of their eavesdropping. "Well now would be a good time to get your affairs in order, and I suppose you'll want to let the others back inside so they don't have to eavesdrop anymore." Out Of Charisma:
≯ Ragged Flagon ≮ My siblings serve SITHIS and my MoThEr is the NIGHT So you want to know MORE about me? You would do WeLl To ReMeMbER, that not everything is as it S E E M S
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 5:51 pm
~{Sibylla}~ Shadows guide me...
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Sibylla didn't even wanted to imagine what the Dark Brotherhood rookies did, but it must be annoying since she had similar situations. Once in a while she has caught one of her newest recruit trying to steal her Nightingale Bow or the Eyes of the Falmer when they thought she wasn't paying attention. It was quite funny in the beginning but then it got bored as more attempts where made which obviously failed.
After hearing the same noise Faric heard she got a little angry seeing as she had a visitor in her Guild and her fellow thieves where giving the wrong impression to the guest.
"Delvin! Brynjolf! I'm still alive idiots and you can all come back here again" She finally said. She could hear the door open up abruptly and consequently hear a loud THUD as someone fell to the floor and cursed Nocturnal for the guy that pushed him. A few second later her Second in Command came to her while the rest took their usual places glancing at the assassin every few seconds.
"Lass, when are you leaving?" Brynjolf asked while checking if she was still in one piece.
"That's actually good question. Faric, when are we leaving?" Sibylla asked.
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:::Ragged Flagon::: We may be thieves but we have honor.
No stealing from a fellow thief,
No killing on the job,
No robbing from poor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 6:08 pm
XxFaric LanielxX Neat, caramel hair and oceanic blue eyes. This Breton looks much younger than he actually is, and his playful looks and attitude might hide something more.
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Faric shrugged noncommittally at her question. "We can head out once your guild is in order. We have some excess time," he informed her, "So I suppose I can also answer any of your guild members questions pertaining to this trip before we leave, seeing as they seem to be the protective sort." He could relate, he was the same way with his siblings.
He remained in his place on the counter, staring coolly back at the thieves who were staring at him, occasionally offering a smile and a sarcastic wave, which made some of the newer members flush with embarrassment and look away. He was finding this mildly entertaining, amusing himself while Sibylla was occupied with Brynjolf.
They would be travelling together for a bit, so he had gotten two horses ahead of time, and each had saddle bags with essential supplies in them. He was very careful and planned things out when he could. It was one of the reason he made such a good Speaker for the guild. He really was quite an asset to the Listener and the Brotherhood as a whole. Out Of Charisma:
≯ Ragged Flagon ≮ My siblings serve SITHIS and my MoThEr is the NIGHT So you want to know MORE about me? You would do WeLl To ReMeMbER, that not everything is as it S E E M S
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