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Post by Akasha on Jul 31, 2009 0:04:13 GMT -5
((OOC: Her personality is becoming much more different then I'd originally envisioned so I'll be fixing that section of her character sheet as I go.))
Akasha was off on another mission, today’s quest taking her to a cave outside of Cheydinhal on a mission to find information about a man who’d gone missing a week ago. His mother was overly concerned about her son and wanted him to come home. Refraining from commenting that the man had simply finally moved out of his mother’s house was difficult, but the khajiit succeeded and accepted the mission.
Asking around town, she discovered that the man was well liked, but that his mother was a tad bit overbearing. There had been a cave he’d escaped to whenever he argued with his mother and many people believed he was hiding out there. And so she’d headed out to that cave and found the man easily, alive and well, but getting him to come back was proving a tad bit difficult.
“Look, I don’t know why you left and honestly, I don’t really care. But I’m not likely to get paid, unless you go home. So, just go back and talk to your mother. I’ll stay around if you wish and even escort you to another town for a discounted fee, if it comes to that. What do you say to that?” Akasha said, speaking carefully to the Dunmer that had panicked when she said his mother was looking for him.
“No, no! She’s crazy! I won’t go back to her and you can’t make me!” He suddenly kicked up a bunch of dirt into Akasha’s face and bolted past her to the cave entrance.
Akasha growled and wiped the dirt out of her eyes and spun, running after him to the exit. He’d made it outside first though and the sound of a horse whinnying caught her attention. Swearing, she grabbed the exit door and ripped it open in time to see the Dunmer man, Breyns if she remembered correctly, ride off on his bay horse in the direction of the Imperial City.
She debated going back to the mother and telling her what had happened, but the woman had been insistent that her son be returned to her, or at the very least his body, and the promised reward had been quite nice. Swearing again, Akasha looked in the direction of the Black Waterside Stables for a moment before turning and running down the road after the crazed man. The horses for sale at the stables were nice but too expensive, and anyway, they tended to be skittish around carnivores like herself for some reason.
It was probably an amusing sight for anyone to see her running down the road like that, face dirt covered and letting out a string of curses.
((OOC: Feel free to stop her at any time. ^_^))
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Jul 31, 2009 10:46:14 GMT -5
Falcan was headed toward this city, no real reason in fact. He normally traveled around helping people, when he felt like it, maybe it was just his old state of mind coming back to him after so long? But what did it matter now. Seemed to be a nice day a the tall male walked up the road toward the City of Cheydinhal. As always he wore the smaller cape/cloth around his neck and covering his mouth and part of his nose. And his long multicolored heavy one shifted behind him a he walked.
He’d come to a halt thinking he heard something , least he could hear on that side of his head. But this was when he aw a peculiar site. “Well…. That is interesting.” he smirked lightly. Brow razing a smirk creasing his lips. But who knew maybe the person being chased by the no-less insane lady stole something from her? He had no clue. So he finely decided to take action, before the both of them were mistook for insane people, though that could also be a case, where he’d end up helping a guard apprehend them?
Falcan sighed deeply and reached over his shoulder unsnapping a belt on his lager cloche and then whipped it off. He smirked as the guy being chased was about to pass him, and readied before spinning the cloth lightly before throwing it at the male! Like a large net hopefully it would either come down on the male, or least tangle him up, not only that the cloth wasn’t any normal material, it was created for training and such, and weighed quite a bit.
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Post by Akasha on Jul 31, 2009 15:13:41 GMT -5
((OOC: You were aware Breyns was on a horse right?))
The dunmer’s focus had been on driving the horse faster down the road before him and so, didn’t even notice the man walking down the side of the road, let alone the belt that was sent flying at him. It wrapped easily around him and he let out a pained yelp as he fell off the horse and hit the ground hard. The horse, meanwhile, moved forward a little bit further before it noticed it had lost its rider, and slowed, moving restlessly for a moment before finally racing off as the angry khajiit came running up.
"You didn't kill him, did you?" Akasha demanded and knelt down next to the dunmer. He’d been knocked unconscious when he hit the road and was pretty banged up, but at least he was alive. Peering up at the elven male, she sighed and got to her feet, brushing herself off as best as she good and gave a small nod to him. “Thank you very much Sir.” Her tail still lashed in annoyance, but her tone was mild enough towards Falcan and she was genuinely thankful.
“His mother requested I bring him home, but he’s been making it harder then it should have been.” She explained, hoping the situation made a little bit of sense to Falcan now.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Jul 31, 2009 15:21:13 GMT -5
[[Coughs….uhm no. sorry x.x;; was early when I posted though ^^;;; and Falcan threw his cape at him, lol but whatever XP]]
Falcan scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly. “nine I hope, I mean he shouldn’t be dead.” he stated and let out a small sigh. “sorry for getting involved, thought maybe he stole something from you.” he stated and brushed his hair back before looking back toward her. “hum..” he sighed. “I see.” he gave a small nod and looked toward the city. “he might be a little banged up but nothing that serious.” he stated a little unsure if he should had just kept walking, before or not…
‘his mother?” he blinked maybe the guy stole something from his mum? Ah well non of hid problem. “do you need any help?” he asked with a small smirk voice still muffled till he pulled the cloth away from his mouth and took a deep breath of fresh air.
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Post by Akasha on Aug 1, 2009 12:16:04 GMT -5
((OOC: Hm, I coulda sworn it was a belt. Ah well, the end result was the same. XD))
Akasha smiled, careful not to show her teeth as always. “It’s alright. I don’t think I would have caught him otherwise and the last thing I needed was for a bandit to intercept him first.”
Akasha shrugged lightly, “The mother just seemed to just want her son back, but Breyns here seems terrified of her.” She nudged the unconscious man lightly with her toe, before sighing and looking back up at Falcan, blinking in surprise as his face was revealed. Quickly covering her reaction, she lightly nodded.
“Actually, you wouldn’t happen to know a feather spell or something would you? I don’t think I’m going to be able to carry him back to Cheydinhal.” She didn’t like to impose on him, but khajiit were small enough as it was and Akasha in particular was more about speed then strength.
Suddenly remember a small formality, she blushed. “I am sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. I am Akasha, general purpose adventurer.” She looked to him, waiting for his introduction.
((OOC: Akasha does think that Falcan is good-looking, but she knows next to nothing about his personality, so technically, I’m not breaking the rule on love yet, or I don’t think I am at any rate. Either way, love in roleplay posts has never been an issue on any boards I’ve been on as long as one player doesn’t demand that the other player love their character back.))
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 1, 2009 12:29:03 GMT -5
[[ROFL no that is fine and I agree with you, about that but you would be SHOCKED how much I’ve had to deal with on other sites people trying to force love on someone >.> I really only say that in the rules for the mental peeps out there LOL but thank you, and love in RP is fine. But thank you for understanding XP]]
Falcan blinked watching her and smirked lightly. “feather spell.” he taped his chin then looked a little annoyed to say he didn’t know one. “No, sorry, magic isn’t my strong area.” he stated then bent down. "Oh, I'm Falcan...Nightrode." he gave a nod, then spoke again. “he’s not kicking and screaming though, I could…carry him.” he stated with a small shrug. “if you lead the way.” he nodded. “and don’t worry I won’t impost on your mission.” he smirked lightly and bent down picking the elf up and hefting him over his shoulder. “wow….this is…” he looked a little funny for a moment, as the guards looked at them.
“well…..be ready to explain to if guards find this rather….perplexing.” he smirked.
[sorry so short too x.x DIE writers block DIE!]
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Post by Akasha on Aug 4, 2009 13:33:50 GMT -5
"Thank you." Akasha nodded and moved to walk in front of him, leading the way back to the nearby Cheydinhal.
The guards left them alone, recognizing Akasha but they still watched them as they proceeded. The khajiit walked slightly in front of her companion, leading the way, and so, neither of them noticed immediately that Breyns was starting to wake up. Suddenly a shout from the dunmer drew her attention and she turned, hurrying over as Breyns started trying to fight, tears streaming down his face, trying to get away from Falcan.
They’d need to find out once and for all why Breyns was so terrified of going home. Akasha knew it just had to be more then just an overbearing mother and though she did want that reward his mother had promised, she couldn’t be that cruel. Granted, she was annoyed with him, but she kind of felt sorry for him as well.
((OOC: We’ll just set Breyns down or something, but tied up, and I’ll have him tell his story. Trying not to godmod though, so deal with the thrashing elf any way you see fit, just don’t kill him or knock him unconscious again. ^_^ ))
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 5, 2009 8:23:17 GMT -5
Falcan blinked a little annoyed as the male began to squabble he sighed as the cat-woman spoke to him, he nodded lightly. “alright then, but if he runs.” he razed a brow and smirked, hoping to startling the Dunmer a little. “kid, you got a chance I’d recon you not waste it.” he stated. Setting him down rather easy on the ground. “Are you alright?” he blinked then brushed his hair back. [sorry such crappy post x.x and btw I dont mind some GMing lol XP long as you dont like kill me or something...  ]] |
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