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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 6, 2005 10:53:03 GMT -5
The man crossed the arms over his chest and scowled hard at Gulak. Without a word he followed him downstairs.
The entrance level was very much the same as bfore. Narrow and quite dark. Especially since it's now no sunlight from outside. But by the sparse torchlight Gulak can see fine, better it seemed than the man behind him who keeps a hand on one wall.
"On there." he grumbled and pointed to the right. "Fourth door... boy." He continued to follow him.
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Post by gulak on Oct 6, 2005 11:40:53 GMT -5
Gulak walked infront of the man trough the hall. The man behind was quite irritating him. He bit his lip slightly and walked on. He turned around at the man's voice, and he had to force a smile upon his face.
"thank you, good sir!"
He opened the door, and entered the room, wich, hopefully, was finally the armory.
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 6, 2005 11:48:10 GMT -5
The door is locked.
The man gives Gulak a suspicious look and is about to say something when a guard appears from the office down the hall. The gruffy man looks up at him.
G "Hey. This'un here on release?"
The other comes towards then with a raised eyebrow.
S "What was the name?"
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Post by gulak on Oct 6, 2005 12:16:47 GMT -5
Gulak just looks arrogantly back into the eyes of the man, and then turns his view to the Guard.
"Yes, it has been arranged... Gulak is the name."
He points at the door.
"I came to get my possesions... my sword and bow, that is."
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 6, 2005 12:51:16 GMT -5
The other man looks Gulak over and when he hears the name his expression changes slightly and he give a single nod to the gruff man before continuing on past them.
The gruff man digs out some keys and goes about unlocking the door.
Once he has the door unlocked he shoves it open to reveal a room that isn't as large as the dorr might have suggested. The walls are lined with shelves from floor to ceiling and lots of drawers. There are piles of mostly weapons and armour but some othe random tools as well such as shovels and icepicks.
G "A sword anna bow." he gave him a suspicious glare. "Well get moving."
The shelves are completely full of stuff and nothing seems to be in any particular order. It is a bit harder to see in here as they are both blocking what little light is in the corridor.
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Post by gulak on Oct 9, 2005 15:30:11 GMT -5
Gulak kept silent for now, he had no reason to awnser. He just follows the man inside the little room. With a calm gaze, he searches trough the room with his eyes, and waits for them to find his possesions, before he makes a move to collect them. The light shouldn't be any trouble with his elven eyes.
[Search check: 18+7=25]
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 10, 2005 9:03:22 GMT -5
He sees his blade and bow to one side, they are not hard for him to find. They appear recently dumped near the top of one pile off by the right wall. It seems the quicer is missing a few arrows but otherwise they are as they were.
The gruff man eyes every move by Gulak suspiciously.
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Post by gulak on Oct 10, 2005 11:02:39 GMT -5
Gulak smiles, and folds his arms. They weren't gone. Lucky guards, they where. He unfolds his arms, and walks calmly to the stack. He turned his head to the man in the door opening.
"I got them!"
He turned back to his recovered properties. He sheeted his sword, and hung his bow over his shoulder. He checked the quiver. He just had to take those few arrows for granted. He hangs it casually on his belt... well... rope, and returns to the man.
"Well, that's all. It was fun in here, thank you!"
He tried to slip under the arm of the man to leave.
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 10, 2005 12:53:59 GMT -5
The man grunts a little but doesn't stop Gulak as he leaves. He shuts the door and locks it up carefully before heading back upstairs.
The corridor is otherwise empty and rather quiet.
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Post by gulak on Oct 13, 2005 10:08:46 GMT -5
Gulak looked around, in the distance to the one side of the corridor, then to the other side. He let a long draw sigh trough his nose, and then trows the backpack over one shoulder. He focuses on the stairs, and brings out.
"Excuse me! How do I get.... out.
That last 'out' lost his power, as he didn't really care if he would come back, anyway. He would find his way. He pulled the backpack a little tighter over his shoulder, and walks down the hallway.
[Needs an aproval for a search check to find the exit, Search: 18+7= 25]
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Post by Clockworkchicken on Oct 15, 2005 12:14:42 GMT -5
The exit is easy enough to find and as Gulak steps outside he finds the big square very much the same as before save for it being dark now. It is lit by evenly spaced torches along the inside wall, two are on either side of the door as he comes out. Two figures quite a bit away on the square are on top of one of the gallows. One seems to be busy with the noose while the other is banging the wooden floor of the elevated structure with what sounds like a hammer.
Gulak formed a smile on his face, as he looked in the distance to the two gallows. He had nearly escaped those, a few times. He looked around, and recalled the words from the elven woman. Hmm... he should ask around a bit, alienated in the town, as he was. He walked slowly trough the main gates of the prison blocks, his backpack loosely over his shoulder. There, he tried to get the attention from any guards currently active 'round there.
"S'cuse me, sir. Might I enquire where to find the Miathan Square?"
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 16, 2005 11:47:37 GMT -5
The square is largely quiet and oddly empty of guards at this time, though three stand stationed as always by the main Gates to the prison Square. One of them looks over to Gulak as he speaks while the others remain, only throwing the odd curios glance.
G "Wha'? Oh. Miathan... " he eyes Gulak up and down. "...sure. Take the right as you come out of these gates, follow Timmyr Street until you hit Iron Square. Take Westlong Street, tha's the one by the butcher's shop, follow it t'the river. Cross. Pass the Moreldin Gar'ns, 'en cross the Westoria an' take left at The Bern Theatre, then jus' keep goin and you get to Miathan." A grin spread on his lips. "Enjoy."
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Post by gulak on Oct 17, 2005 16:09:30 GMT -5
Gulak nodded friendly, and smiled.
"Thank you, my good man."
He turned around and was just about to walk off, before he stood still, and reconsider the route. The guard was a little too friendly for his sake, and the route didn't make any sence to him. He took a moment to reconsider.
[sence motive for the guard: 3+3=6] [sence motive, or knowledge local (you pick, the same modifier) to unravel the route: 17+3=20]
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Post by Elanorîn on Oct 17, 2005 16:30:43 GMT -5
The guard looks up at Gulak as he turns and hesitates. He gives a questioning look. "S'thin' the matter, gov?"He appears completely genuine and truthful. [Used your sense motive since you don't have any ranks in Knowledge:Local ]
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Post by gulak on Oct 18, 2005 13:46:59 GMT -5
Gulak frowned at him, and looked him over just a second time. He then sighed, and forced the smile back on his face.
"No, nothing. Thanks again, sir!"
He turned around again, slightly flabbergasted. The route was just too complicated to be true. Though, at this moment, he just shruggen, and moved along. Maybe he could find a more straight route. In his head, he followed all the turns and directions the man had told him, and tried to find out where he would arrive. This apeared to him as one of the stories his mother used to tell him. A guy got directions, and followed them flawless, only to find himself at the end of the street he started in. He shaked his head, and turned into Timmyr street.
[Can I then use that sence motive check as a common sence check, to calculate the route?]
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