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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 6, 2009 23:36:02 GMT -5
Falcan looked towards her slowly sitting upward a little wobbly least he was still sitting, as he stared at her eyes wide then looked down. Why what…was this feeling? That burned inside of him, the vampire, wasn’t the monster he’d heard stories of as a child, or even like the others sometimes run into at night or in caves….she didn’t kill him, nor ‘curse’ him…..for some reason that kept popping up into his mind. “I-” he paused as she started to walk away. His fingers gripped his neck lightly. He watched her walk away it was so….strange to him, after she got to her room he slowly stood, gathering his things to head to his room.
He stopped halfway there taking a deep breath or two. Then finely decided on one thing. “wait!” he gave half a shout and looked down the hall toward her before she’d be able to shut her door he put his hand in the doorway. Then looked down. “I uhmm….thank you….I mean….for….not killing me.” he stated plainly, how easy would it have been? He wondered for another Vampire to kill him? that’s why he felt…this way…
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Post by BlackRose on Aug 7, 2009 19:01:22 GMT -5
Alessandra stopped when Falcan called out, she really shouldn't but he didn't seem hostile. looked at Falcan with a smile on her face. the man was full of suprises he didn't do what others did attack her. She gently placed her hand on the side of his face, she felt his warmth.
"you are very welcome my dear Falcan." she smiled. "i normally do not do what other vampire's have done and kill there victim's. and i do not believe in giving the curse freely. it is something one should have a choice over." Slessandra told Falcan. "good night my dear." she said and turned to go into her room.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 7, 2009 23:22:41 GMT -5
“uh,” Falcan blinked lightly then smiled lightly. “I uhm…hum.” he gave a small embarrassed smile. “Yes.” he stated and looked back up at her again. “and nodded , thanks.” he sated moving his hand away and gave a small bow.” Good Night.” he stated and slowly walked towards his door, strange he felt that way, but he did, least hopefully she wouldn’t just leave feeling badly now? Ah fell he tried he wasn’t always the best with words. He tossed his stuff over the desk in the room then sat down on the bed and took a deep breath closeting his eyes. “well…..” he smirked lightly, then turned and laid down staring up at the roof.
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Post by BlackRose on Aug 8, 2009 22:43:53 GMT -5
Alessandra shut her door softly should she still pack her things Falcan wasn't mad at her, he didn't attack her. she knew she was blushing now, silly human. she smiled softly at that yes he was silly, silly but kind. she went and sat on her bed next to her dresser for her duration of stay. maybe she'd stay it was too late for her to start on her way to Skingrad anyway. dawn was only a few hours away, she'd have to stay. she got up and decided to wander the streets of Anvil till just before dawn then come back for rest.
Alessandra did just that she wondered around the beach finding things washed up on the shore shells and other things. she let her feet and the bottom of her dress get wet by the sea. the sea breeze catching her hair pulling it gently in its direction. she found a semi opened clam she picked it up and opened it and she saw a distention in the muscle of the clam, she pushed it out her eyes glittered a green pearl laid in her hand. she allowed the clam to close it mouth again. the pearl was no small pearl nor was it considered large. she then tossed the clam back into the sea. that is when she noticed it getting light outside, she needed to get back to the inn and fast. so she left the water and slipped her slippers on then walked briskly back into town. she entered the inn just as the sun started cresting the horizon.
she all but ran up the stairs but stopped dead when she hit the hallway with all the rooms, the light blinded her momentarily. she then quickly went into her room, shutting the door, gasping. she hadn't realized she dropped her pearl in her surprise.
"that was too close." she then looked to her hand to look at her pearl, her eyes widened. "i dropped it..." she got a sad look as she healed herself and changed into her long flowing white dress as she laid down for her sleep. she folded her arms over her chest her hair and dress fanning out underneath her as her eyes closed.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 8, 2009 23:16:45 GMT -5
Dusk, the sun just vanished beyond the horizon turning the sky darker and darker, as the small town’s Falcan hadn’t done anything to interesting he just went on the sleep he needed rest and also wanted to get up early. But his dreams ever ] so active, odd most of them.
Some where of him getting bitten by a vampire, not the same one, and then dieing or becoming one himself. But after wakening once or twice he just rolled back over and went to sleep. The rest of his dreams? Most about his childhood….and his father. How much fun they used to have the dreams were saddening, but also warm…..
After night finely the morning begin to rise and greet the new day. He slowly got up dressed and sat a while tiredly before finely getting up, but carrying his capes versus wearing them right now. As he left his room and shut his door his eyes scanned over toward the Mistress’s room wondering if she was still there or not, but he was more in controlled then to let his curiosity get the best of him no? he smiled lightly and continued walking till he suddenly heard something roll across the floor and bounce off a wall then rolled into down the stars with a tick-tick-ticktickTICK….
“what!?” he gasped to himself at first that wasn’t…normal was it? He carefully hurried past and walked down stairs looking for the small object. “ah….he looked at the few over people up this early. “I dropped something.” he stated lightly. “I mean….well…” he looked a litter perplexed. What could he tell them he dropped? “was looking in my pouch dropped something rolled away before I could see the lil thing, err what was.” he stated a little scrambled some people shrugged and jet went back to what? Sitting on there butts. Falcan rolled his eyes and looked around. “da**.” he sighed not seeing it anywhere then finely spotted something over against the wall and picked it up, seemed to be some kind of stone? “humm…” seemed like could be it.
“Aye that mistress ‘ad that last night, sure was eyeing course Ladys love that kind of thing, she give it to you?” he asked. “ah well.” Falcan scratched his head now sure who it belonged to. “hah truthfully, I found it but said that earlier didn’t want anyone picking it up.” he stated a little embarrassed. “but thank you I shall retune it to her.” he stated and gave a nod walking back toward the stairs.
He walked to her door and slowly tried to turn it but DUH the door was locked. “ah.” he sighed lightly, and looked around then to the stone or what he thought was one, he wasn’t be best in that area of knowledge. He looked to the bottom of the door he couldn’t just slide it under there, worst case it’d get lost another she’d never even see it or something…..
Finely last thought dawned on him he pulled his Red cape over, it was always easier to repair and tear for that matter. He tore off a piece and wrapped the ‘stone’ in it and then tore off another piece and tired it around it like a small bag. And poked it under the door best be could before standing. He took a deep breath and smirked before heading down stairs and first things first go get his weapons from the shop.
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Post by BlackRose on Aug 9, 2009 16:59:58 GMT -5
Alessandra slept all day long the people outside going about there business. Ignorant of a vampire in the count's arms sleeping soundly. Alessandra was oblivious when Falcan placed her pearl under the door to her room. The sun started its decent slowly disappearing behind the horizon. She opened her eyes, and sat up. Something was different in her room. She got up out of bed and looked around the room. The door she walked over to the door and saw a small bundle on the ground. She bent down and picked it up. Standing back up she untied it. Her green pearl sat in the folds of the cloth. "Who could have?" she though then looked to the color of the cloth, Falcan. She sniffed it softly to make sure. It did it smelt like him. She went over to her dresser, put her things in her bag and pulled on her cloak clasping the broach which held it together into place. She then pulled out something. She left her rooms and found Falcan's . Leaving a emerald necklace the chain was thicker the emerald pendent was a round cut and set in a strange setting. she turned around to leave the count's arms. she had a long walk to Skingrad and the Count was expecting her. {{pendent: }}
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 9, 2009 17:37:03 GMT -5
Later that night, Falcan had already claimed his blades, and went on a small walk around the area, picking up anything useful or interesting he found. He soon after returned to town before it got to late and ran and errand for someone, in the mages guild, getting them some kinds of herbs they needed for something, then started heading back towards the ‘Counts arms’ for the night, lucky for him he’d paid in advance for tonight, so all he really had to do was go in and to bed.
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Walking down the hallway to his room he paused by her door, when a room was vacant it was left open, a small sigh escaped his lips, guessing she was gone, he just hoped he didn’t offend her or something, strange cared someone who stole his blood?
He kept walking and entered his own room and tossed his things into a corner before flopping down on his bed but paused a shimmer catching his eyes. He stood and walked over toward the table and reached down scooping something up in his fingers. He didn’t recall leaving anything behind. He held it in his palm and looked down at it. “uh.” he gasped lightly as it shimmered but something just seemed to tell him it was hers….not sure what told him that he just smiled lightly, and sat back down on the bed.
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Post by BlackRose on Aug 9, 2009 18:20:13 GMT -5
Alessandra walked along the road to Skingrad, and to pass Kvatch refugee camp along the way. she was told by several people to buy a horse it was safer travel especially when one was alone. She laughed and said she didn't need it. She was just heading up the hill leaving anvil when she herd a shout, and a thwack of an arrow hitting the ground beside her. Bandits were on top of the hill. She only had daggers and none of her 'armor' on. She turned around to flee but there were two men behind her, when did that happen! dammit and her daydreaming.
"well, well look at the pretty lady walking alone at night." a large Orc spoke.
"say boss do think a ransom would work on this one?" a Breton said the Orc and Breton were the ones who got behind her.
"yeah i know look at her she has to have a husband or parents willing to pay good money to get her back. " a Khajit sounded with its rumble like voice.
"good observation, and look her cloak itself is worth plenty it has got diamonds embroidered in it." a female bandit said while eying her get up, she was an Imperial and looked green with envy.
"I'd watch it you thieves i am no ordinary woman." she said as she pulled out a dagger from her bag.
"oh look at her the pretty lady thinks she can defend the eight of us off with a tiny dagger." a Nord chuckled.
"i think we should let her go..." the tiniest member said he was a Bosmer he had watched her and caught her red eyes.
"oh shush tree-hugger! and just stick to what you do best shooting things." The Nord said.
"you should listen to hose who pay attention to detail!" Alessandra said as she leapt at the Nord slashing quickly at his neck with her deadric dagger, sending his blood spewing. the Nord hit the ground with a cry.
Alessandra shouted as she was hit with a fire spell, she stopped momentarily she felt her weakness to it increase as the spell was a mix of weakness inducing and damaging.
"hey what have i told you about playing with people who have teeth?!" there boss said he was a large man obviously of mixed parentage. he looked like a Nord and a imperial.
"Boss!" they all shouted.
"tie her up!" before Alessandra could move to flee with there attention called away she was knocked out, and tied up. they dragged her into the cave they're hideout was based in.
she muttered something that sounded like Falcan.... and there scout told there boss. and he sent his Khajit with a letter of ransom to find this person called Falcan. He told the Khajit to start in Anvil.
Not long after the cell door shut in the cave she woke up. cursing her stupidity, she has lived over six hundred years. and some motley group of bandits were able to kidnap her." She growled in frustration and then her cheeks colored in embarrassment they had stripped her down to her slip. those dogs would pay!
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 9, 2009 18:52:30 GMT -5
Falcan had slipped the necklace around his neck but tucked it out of sight and headed back out into town, thinking heck, maybe he’d catch her somewhere to thank her, though doubted it, but why not give it a try? He also wanted to find out if there was a tailor in town, even though shops were closing for the night and the guards changing posts.
Then a Khajit running about the town out of breath caught his eye he couldn’t help but stare at him, until he got a bit closer. Ehh Falcan never had a issue with any other race, but wondered why the cat looked to tired or maybe lost? As the cat was about to run past he timed it just right to stick if arm out as a sort of road block…only the Khajit didn’t do such a grate job….with a WHAM the cat fell over backwards and landed un comforterablely, before Falcan could move the cat was laying holding his nose. “gah!” Flacan gasped bending down to help him up. “sorry about that.” he scoffed. “uhm, are you alright and where the fire?” he smirked razing a brow. The cat let Falcan help him up then explained to him he was looking for ‘Falcan’ of course Falcan replied with the truth, not expecting what he got next, he gripped the paper in his hand wrinkling it up and gritted his teeth the cat slowly tried to sneak away till he grabbed the cat by his shirt and yanked him around like a rag doll.
“AH d-don’t kill me please!” the cat blinked up at him worriedly. Falcan gritted his teeth then seemed to start setting him down till he just dropped him but before the cat could run for the hills Falcan took hold the cats ear and dragged him toward the gate, screaming, naturally. And of course the guards where in the middle of rushing over unknowing what was going on, Finely Falcan stood at the gate guards halfway blocking his path. “HAULT!” they begin to shout but Falcan yanked the Khajit up and gripped the back of his shirt and then with one round house punch he slammed his fist into the cat’s face and sent him sprawling onto the ground at the guards feet knocking one guard off his feet. Before the guards could speak Falcan shouted. “Take that Bandit away.” he growled angrily, the guards backed off some. “I’m not back in a while, go looking for a few bodies.” he shouted and practically kicked open the gate’s doors and walked out tieing his capes on, and hurried in the direction the note told him to go.
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Post by BlackRose on Aug 9, 2009 19:19:47 GMT -5
Alessandra was livid and as red in the face an unfed vampire could get. she tried her best to hide herself but couldn't really do much about it. her slip for under her dresses was made of a sheer material. it didn't really hide anything. and the male bandits were leering at her. she will suck them dry... she growled again.
the female bandit was going threw her dresses, and things. she got her hair to cover most of her, so she didn't feel quit so exposed.
"well look at everything this little lady owns." the woman said as she and the boss went through everything.
"yes this will all sell very well." the man said looking at the daggers he took from her bag.
"so what are we going to do sir when the ransom get here?" the bosmer said watching over the healing nord.
"hand her over with what she's in" the woman laughed.
"we never mention any of her belongings in the ransom." the boss chuckled
"you will give them back...wait what ransom?!" Alessandra said.
"the name you said as you entered unconsciousness." the boss replied " something along the lines of Falcan"
Alessandra closed her eyes, stupid her and her daydreams.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 9, 2009 19:34:18 GMT -5
Seemed like he was running the whole time, a little tied he was surely panting when he slowed down, hoped he’d neared the cave, he should have dragged that cat along, made his ear a few inches longer again. [lol] when he saw some people standing near a cane he figured that for the entrance and slipped behind some trees and crouched down., behind some bushed. ‘da** bandits…” he cursed under his breath and eyes narrowed. Then sighed lightly, maybe he didn’t look far from being a bandit himself…that why the guards always gave him the ‘looks’? any who he shoved that thought aside for now and pulled his red cloth up over his mouth and nose and took a few moments to regain his breath and rest from the run/hike over here.
After he was ready he stood and walked towards the men, at first they seemed a little confused by his appearance but then it came naturally, they drew there weapons and ran at him screaming. Falcan lookd not so happy by there greeting and waited then as they approached he dodged to the side the mace barely missing him as he then shifted his weight and came back at the man with a punch to his jaw knocking his back then gritted his teeth and dodged a short sword from the other bandit and carefully ‘danced’ from side to side until he twisted and darted behind the man and knocked him out with a swift blow to the neck. He walked towards the cave entrance and glared inside a moment taking a deep breath.
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Post by BlackRose on Aug 9, 2009 20:34:37 GMT -5
Alessandra opened her eyes, and let out a soft chuckle she herd the commotion outside better than the rest of the motley group of thieves. she flashed her eyes. she was hungry, if Falcan was here and after she got out she'd feast on the Nord who was basically dead anyway, then kill him. she never believed in bleeding a victim dry, she believed that's what drove vampire's insane drinking blood from a victim a very intimate thing you seem so close to that person, and when you bleed them dry you loose a bit of yourself in the process, almost like you yourself was dieing.
"so my dear Imperial wench find anything you like?" Alessandra snapped.
"why yes actually I'm just deciding what we will sell. and what I will keep."
"you won't get the chance." Alessandra muttered.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 9, 2009 20:46:15 GMT -5
Falcan proceeded though the cave, after a few more steps it opened up a arrow also swiftly flew past his face cutting off a few strands of hair, barely missing him. “well…..that could have been disastrous.” he smirked and then looked towards the female shooting at him as she drew another arrow he shifted and threw his cape towards her! As her vision was blocked he slammed a hand into her stomach, and she fell with a thud as he pulled his cape back up and around him.
He took a deep breath. Raced deeper into the cave knocking anyone out of his way.
[sorry so cruddy x.x]
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Post by BlackRose on Aug 9, 2009 21:40:33 GMT -5
the Orc from earlier came in, "boss we have a problem."
"what?" he said as he was looking over the stash of daggers the woman had. "I'm guessing Falcan is here and well he's killing or knocking out anything in his way." the Orc said.
the boss walked over to Alessandra. "well lady, its seems you have a hound?" "i have no hounds!" she hissed. "really that's interesting" he opened the cell and grabbed her and she hissed baring her fangs. "well you really do have teeth." he chuckled, and dragged her out of the cell. She glared at the man when he dropped her on the group with a thump. "now be good and we won't have to do anything stupid? like say sun damage?" Alessandra hissed as he brought his palm close to her face, it simmering with energy of the sun.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 9, 2009 22:03:23 GMT -5
Falcan continued to make his way towards the ‘boss’ a few times he took a wrong turn or so but swiftly got back on the right track. “AHHHHHH!” he shouted cutting one down they passed out but the wound wouldn’t kill them less they chose not to take care of it.
He hurried deeper inside and took a few breaths panting, he’d managed to get a few scrapes and burses nothing to major. He looked up his lightly pointed ears twitched, as he heard sounds in the distance and eyes narrowed. “HARM ONE HAIR! AND I’ll cut your head OFF!” he shouted echoing though out the came, he knew he was close. He chuckled as a few more people popped out he made no trouble with them and hurried on, but a few also hung back and snuck along the shadows at least they could trap him in the room with the boss?
Falcan rammed the door with his shoulder once then when it was almost down he spun and kicked it down a few pieces of wood splitting off. “Let the woman go.” he growled pointing his black colored blade towards the male.
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