gulak
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Post by gulak on Sept 23, 2005 11:10:07 GMT -5
Gulak turned and leaned against the door. He tried to get a look of the elf, while waiting for her with his arms folded.
[Elven] "Destroyed, you say?"
Yes, he could be serious if he wanted. Most of the time, though, it wasn't fun at all. Again, he moved his hand over his chin, while looking at the ceiling, deep in thoughts. He then smiled, and looked back at the elf.
[Elven] "Ok, I'll do the best I can. Do you have a plan, or where you going to let it up to me?"
He chuckled slightly, but his mood suddenly switched to irritation, as he peered an angry look at her. It wasn't ment for her, though. It was just general anger.
[Elven] "And I hope for the guards to give me my blade back."
He smirked almost evilly, but keeps silence.
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Post by Elanorîn on Sept 23, 2005 11:19:55 GMT -5
She is about Gulak's height, what he can see of her hair it is dark. She is really quite pretty, though stern and watches him calmly.
[Elven]"Yes, destroyed."
She didn't blink.
[Elven]"There is some reason for him to come here. He has not been in Fardinn for many years. And there are too many of them. Something is going on. I would very much like to know what."
A slightly malevolent smile came to her lips.
[Elven]"I also highly doubt any of them are going to be here for very long without a Target. He might already have one. If so. I want him to fail."
At the comment on the weapons she laughed softly and walked up to the door and knocked three times on it.
[Elven]"When you are out, go to the Miathan Square in Vyne. It's one of his favourite old haunts, The White Ship Hotel. Good place to start."
On the other side of the door the guard could be heard re-emerging.
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gulak
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Post by gulak on Oct 1, 2005 13:21:22 GMT -5
Gulak nods approvingly, but silently. He then pushed away from the door to give room for the guard to open it. He looked at the Elven lady, and frowned. He didn't even know what the Silent Blade was. When he started talking, he tried to be as subtile as possible, trying to not loose his image.
[Elven]"Is there... anything of the Silent Blade that I should know about?"
He tried with an interrested look at the elven woman, but his hands tucked in his pockets to give him a casual touch.
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 3, 2005 11:46:29 GMT -5
The woman raises an eyebrow and looks at Gulak, seeming to think for a moment but then deciding against it.
[Elven]"They recon themselves the most powerful Assassin's Guild in Farinvor."
She scoffed a little.
[Elven]"I don't know about that but they are widespread and influential."
Outsite the heavy footsteps came to a halt and the bolt came undone. The door swung open and a slightly different man stood outside, still sweaty though and equally bored looking.
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gulak
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Post by gulak on Oct 5, 2005 9:55:11 GMT -5
Gulak frowned at the man, eyed him intensely, and then smiled.
[elven]"must be twins..."
He shuffeled back a bit, and kept his look at the door that was still opening. He sighed a bit. He totally forgot his punishment.
[Elven]"What now?"
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 5, 2005 10:02:06 GMT -5
The woman gave a slight smirk at Gulak's first comment.
[Elven]"For now... wait. Once you come out... you do as I said."
She stepped out the door and pulled the hood over her head further. The sweaty man stepped aside a little to let her pass. She looked at Gulak again, eyeing him over solemnly.
[Elven]"It shouldn't be long."
She turned away and the same moment the door slammed shut, closely followed by the sound of bolts and locks locking. A moment later the place was quiet again.
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gulak
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Post by gulak on Oct 5, 2005 10:06:20 GMT -5
Gulak nodded in silence, and followed her with his eyes, as she walked outside. He smiled and walked to the wall to slide down it on his straw matrass. There, he laid on his back and stared at the ceiling. He closed his eyes, and cheered silently.
"Yes...!"
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 5, 2005 10:34:41 GMT -5
Indeed it wasn't long. It couldn't have been more than an hour or so before the door suddenly was unbolted, unlocked and opened.
The sweaty man held a familiar backpack in his hands and gave Gulak disapproving look as he made a quick head-gesture for him to get out.
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gulak
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Post by gulak on Oct 5, 2005 10:53:36 GMT -5
Gulak opened his eyes and sat up. He smiled, but then looked at the man with a deep frown. He pushed up and walked towards him. He stared him in the eyes.
"Took you long enough!"
He looked at his backpack, and pulled it out of his hand before turning around. He eyed the surrounding. Where was the elven woman? He shrugged and turned around to the man.
"Where is my blade, if you would be so nice to tell me?"
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 5, 2005 11:06:29 GMT -5
The corridor is very much the same as when he went in earlier in the day. There is no sign of the woman.
G "Weaponry downstairs."
The guard said for the hundredth time and shoved the door shut and walked off to a scrawny looking chair further down the corridor seemingly leaving Gulak to find his own way out.
P2 "Lucky bastard." Came from one of the shut doors.
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gulak
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Post by gulak on Oct 5, 2005 12:21:46 GMT -5
Gulak nodded at the man, not wasting his tongue to him any more. He turned around and walked nongalant trough the corridor. He smiled at the voice from behind one of the closed door. He turned around the corner, and descended the stairs. Downstairs he looked around again.
"Armory, armory, armory..."
He tried one of the doors in the room, if it has doors.
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 5, 2005 12:25:37 GMT -5
Downstairs is another corridor much like the one he came from, doors shut lining both walls but they are all bolted shut and look very much like cells.
A man emerges behind him, a bit thinner than the ones he had seen from his floor and taller. Dark hair and beard and gruff looking.
"You! What do you think you're up to?"
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gulak
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Post by gulak on Oct 5, 2005 13:47:46 GMT -5
Gulak looks up at the man, and smiles. He scratches his head, as he figures where he landed.
"I'm sorry, I must have taken a wrong turn. I'm looking for the Armory, do you know where it is?"
He just asked politely, as long as he didn't get difficult questions from his site, like "what are you doing here?"
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 5, 2005 14:23:22 GMT -5
The man frowns with his bushy eyebrows.
"Armoury? This is a prison, not a smithy, boy! If you're looking for yer weapons they be downstairs."
He pointed to the stairs.
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gulak
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Post by gulak on Oct 6, 2005 10:47:30 GMT -5
Gulak nods. Another stairs. He smiled friendly.
"Ahh, then I did take a wrong turn, thank you, good man!"
He bowed slightly, and walked to the stairs. There he turned around, and looked at the man.
"and about the boy thing. I think I'm at least 100 years older then you"
He smiled again, and saluted him briefly. Then, he turned around again, and descended the stairs.
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