Crows Murder

At times you sit there in wonder as to what all has happened and how one should proceed. Those moments of reflections are at times those haunted dreams that can keep one awake, and I would be dishonest if I said mine are any different.

 I am fully aware that I wasn’t born to be this killer. I know I wasn’t destined to be ruthless and cruel to others and yet I know that my life has taken a change in the past that justifies that what I am today.

 When I found my companion and children killed by the Kurii I have not given myself the time to grief over the loss I experienced. Still I know that even if I had, I wouldn’t ever be the scarlet I was before. How could I follow blindly when the Ubar that was in command was such a fool and only out to claim more regardless of the consequences it held for those that lived under his leadership.

 Perhaps some might think I had it all and threw it away without any consideration, but what would I have owned now if I had just accepted the life of a Scarlet that would go of to war, simply because the Ubar told me so? I might still have that red, that makes me look more handsome than this black. I might have found this new and amazing companion to build up a family again. But what kind of man would I have been?

 Somewhere between all these thoughts and questions, I know that what I am now is the man I wish to be. Even though I regret that taking lives is needed, it serves a purpose. The Ubar I once followed so blindly made me experience this for myself.  Yes, I take lifes for gold. Not because I feel the greed, but because if there wouldn’t be any high price, people might call upon us sooner. Perhaps their reasons would be far less honourable than they are now. Truth to be told, that I don’t hold my clients in high regard, most of the time. They take perhaps the easy route, while there are still other options left.

 I am aware that many of my brethren aren’t so picky to who calls upon their profession. Perhaps it was my luck that I am able to be this way, since in my time there weren’t that many that were in this dark and sinister trade. I have earned my living more than once and for gold I don’t have to bother.

 And now I am here, looking over a river that seems to be quite telling in how I feel. The current most deadly and the screams from behind me seem to cry out murder. An atmosphere of restlessness that seemed to be here was the reflection to my inner feelings. I would smirk or laugh to those that think we have no emotions. What fools they are to think that we don’t hold anger, resentment, rage, care or even love.

I know that behind me in the most sinister tavern there was this man, my old mentor when I redid my training to get the desired book. The old mentor had returned and since I never forgot how he had trained me before his sudden departure, I can’t help to feel blessed to be in his presence again. Perhaps he is more the man I wished to be than the cold and merciless Serpent. Both mentors had their own talents and skills and I wish I could say I have them both, but the skill of Serpent in handling steel, I can’t match.

There are only a few that I respect in these high regards, Sol and Scar are two of the five that I have in this position of looking up to them. Even if I had my own share of what comes with the caste, these men seem levelheaded and brutally honest to what should be considered the training of the Caste of Assassins. They share the same dream I have and with that I have this hope that with the right minds it might get back to business again.

I am aware that this dream might have different views or thoughts as to what the dream really entitles.

If I had to share it or speak of it, I would say that it is the true council of the Caste of Assassins. A place, where all killers that have proven their worth by their book, come to debate and discuss topics. That place where we can set the standard as to what is right and what might not be. The one spot where everyone leads and everyone listens to what another has to say. Each voice should be heard to reach eventually something that can be considered the true way of the Caste of Assassins.

Of course I am aware that some of the men that are my brothers in the Caste are far from willing to compromise. They are fierce and cunning men, harsh and uncompromising. They are all men that have to face death and deal with it in their own personal way. Why would they wish to unite and share their views when there is none able to demand such? Why would they use their precious time to politics when they can rule their own turf in the way they see fit?

I guess there is the difference between those that share the dream and those that don’t. So perhaps although I have faced the darkest sinister scenes and yet I am in my heart still that young boy that scared Bosks by spreading his arms and calling them names. An idealist, a fool or perhaps just someone that wishes to prevent what once was. That the caste of Assassins will be outcasted again, since none dares to look at themselves but rather point to others where they go wrong.

And now I face these strong currents in this river. Hear the screams of torture that hold that fear for death. I stand here, alone and I feel that inner beat of my heart that so desperate wish to work on that dream once again. I know I have made enemies in my time, even with some in my own Caste. But with this trust that the men here in this present have all the skills needed I would like to vow my blood to those that carry the dream.

[12:22] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) gave a faint nod, her eyes sweeping about the room as she remained perfectly still. She listened again for the sound and where it came from below in the house. Turning to him she spoke quietly, ‘Kaiila interrogated him about various things regarding who you had been around, where and all. To try and pinpoint where this comes from.”

[12:22] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “I see” he said motioning her to continue

[12:26] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet): Giving him a nod she continued to listen for sounds of someone coming up the stairs and rose up to stand while still talking as if nothing was a miss. “It was then I learned of the, familial similarities.” she glanced to Severus and said softly, ‘I was not aware.” she took a step and moved to where she could see the stair well, her hand lifting her skirt to draw the quiva free. She made not a sound as she spoke to him, her voice clear and lacking intent. “I believe she intends on tissue samples, blood and beyond that, I do not know.”

[12:27] Crow (melchior.wardell) didn’t wish to pry in what seemed to be a private conversation. He ponders while looking at the view when something triggered his attention and he looked up the stairs.

[12:28] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): His eyes narrowed, if she were anyone else she would be on his list to silence permanantly for what she knew.., his lips thinned at her words and then he responded to the last “Yes that is what I expected from her.. ”

[12:30] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) cast sparing glances to the doorway and stair well. She would at least manage some noisy defence if an unwanted visitor found out about her guest. She turned back to him and caught the look. He never did hide his displeasure well. She simply smiled at the man. If he didn’t know by now she’d never betray him or others of his family, then he didn’t know the woman at all. “I believe she and I shared some common thoughts, granted though, I am no physician. I think I assimilate by osmosis.” she teased a moment and glanced back at the doorway, her brow furrowed wondering who had made the sounds below.

[12:32] Crow (melchior.wardell) had no intent to snoop around or make his presence a secret and started to pace. The footfalls were perhaps silent but taking not much note of his weapons they gave that sound that betrayed his blade and daggers.

[12:33] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “I may be old as sand here but even I can hear those light steps, you should see him up, after eighty years I could recognise those feet anywhere.. ” he said dryly

[12:35] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) arched a brow and nodded, reaching to her skirt and raising it again to replace the quiva in its sheath. She knew he meant Crow and turned to head for the stairs, stopping at the top and calling down, “Killer, come up. He’s awake.” Light steps carried the pee pod of a pixie size woman back to the room and went to take another bowl from the cabinet. “Does he drink blackwine as you do?”

[12:36] Crow (melchior.wardell) arched a brow and walked towards the stairs before giving a glance as to be sure none would see him going up.

[12:37] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Yes the bastard is always stealing my supplies” he said his course scratchy voice light on the air as he seemed to try to force it out through protesting lungs

[12:38] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) had allready slipped out of sight and was busy filling the bowl from the carafe. She held it up to Severus, ‘More?”

[12:38] Crow (melchior.wardell) chuckles overhearing the last of their conversation “hmm… it seems he isn’t that bad in his health hmm…” he taunts while he of course noted instantly the terrible condition he was in. “Hmm…that grey should go … it hardly suits you.” he kept his voice leveled while he tried to reason and ponder on the things he was told.

[12:39] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) looked from Crow to Severus and back, then approached the younger and handed him the bowl of blackwine. “Welcome.” she offered softly.

[12:40] Crow (melchior.wardell) dipped his head respectful when he took the bowl “Thank you.” he replied gallant as ever.

[12:40] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): He shook his head, it had been a struggle to eat the broth and the bread remained almost untouched.. His eyes turned to Crow, he detested him seeing his form like this and soon looked away “I trust you are well killer” he said forcing the words out with as much strength he could muster, yet it still sounded scratchy to his own ears. “Yes well I could always use that black dye the fisher women sell to unlucky sluts that grey early ” he mused then shook his head

[12:41] Crow (melchior.wardell) nodded towards Severus “I feel well, but I fear that won’t do you much good at this point. I beleive there are some concerns that might keep you from your grave old man.” the words didn’t hold the tease but were sincere and perhaps as a son would speak to his father.

[12:43] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “There are always concerns weither they are mine is another matter” he said with a smirk.. “But tell me of them” he said forcing the words out as well as he could

[12:44] Crow (melchior.wardell) chuckles darkly “Well it depends how many you have sired. As I believe the physicians fear for the entire caste … because of what you are facing.” his brow arched “I of course know of several but have not spoken of any of them … as it is not my place … to do so.”

[12:44] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) set the carafe down and replaced the stopper then turned to look at the two men a moment. Like some crimson and gold statue she stood there and remained quiet as they bantered, not involving herself in their words. Her eyes went to the doorway and then to Crow. “I can bring you a chair, if you wish, Killer.”

[12:45] Crow (melchior.wardell) smiled to the lady and it seemed to be sincere “Thank you, but I rather keep on my feet … ” he waved his hand “However if you wish to take a seat please … do so.” he said graciously.

[12:49] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “None of my brothers have been aflicted, it is rare.. and my father never suffered only my grandfather.. ” he recalled aloud.. “As for sons you are my eldest and there are very few others, due to my selective ways only those twins by that woman when I was of the Red have I sired and I think one is dead and the other a fool” he said not mentioning her name, “And what of you.. have you been spreading your black spawn through Gor Crow?”

[12:52] Crow (melchior.wardell) frowns as his past was not one he had shared a lot and clearly not when he changed caste. “Ever since I am in the caste I haven’t.” he started while he now gave an intent look to the regent “But before … Yes …” his eyes seemed to darken of the painful memory “The only one I know that was alive … I have lost in Salernum … and I am still unsure if she ever made it through the kurr attack.” he held her name silent.

[12:54] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet): The woman remained silent and even distant perhaps as if removed from their conversation. She did turn and lean towards Severus, her voice soft as that of a lover. “If you will pardon me. I will take the bowl down stairs and get some liana vines.” Standing aright she smiled and bowed her head to Crow and slipped passed unobtrusively.

[12:55] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Ah yes” he said knowing the woman he spoke of, he had known of that for some time.. “The women have never been affected nor thier progency.. only direct males.. it seems, if she is alive she and any children have little to be concerned over.. ” he said hoping that would ease his mind, the subject of family was taboo in the caste, that did not mean in dark places they did not speak of it to trusted ones, however trust between assassins was a fragile thing, “As have I not sired since joining the caste it is most unwise ” he said solemly

[12:57] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods slow “Well you tried to beat that in to any of the lads brains.” he stated with a slight of amusement. “Again … I don’t know what to think of this. ” he added truthfully “If this is the same as Solomon we know there is a remedy … if it is not … and someone was able to poison you … I fear you have lost that what makes us killers … unable to keep ourselves safe.”

[12:59] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “I do believe this passess down the male line It killed my grandfather and great grandfather if my records are correct and two great uncles.. ” he said sounding almost sure of himself

[13:00] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods “I have told the physician she can do some bloodtests if that helps to determine what this is about … if there is something else needed, I will of course do what I can to be sure it is delivered.” he promised “Again … if this is about you loosing life … it needs to be you that tells how to continue … not some women that might feel this a way to obtain a position that secures her in the caste.” he didn’t mean the regent but Kaiila having noticed her very often with the BC.

[13:03] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “She does tend to be around when assassins are in need” he mused “Just keep her on a tight reign this does not spread past this room” he said sternly, though his voice was hoarse

[13:04] Crow (melchior.wardell) arched a brow “In truth … I don’t feel I am the one that needs to keep her anywhere … I am sure she is aware that any word of her will make her take a last breath soon.”

[13:07] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “And the regent is a valuable ally ” he said not using the word friend “I would be irritated to lose that connection but she must remain silent of course..and I believe she knows this more aptly than any other ”

[13:08] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods thoughtfully “She is to be trusted she has shown that on many occassions. In truth I trust her more than Kaiila.”

[13:11] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Aye but you were not the one drugged and dragged here by that sneaky she sleen” by his tone it was obvious he found the sittuation irritating but admired her daring.. few would attempt such on his person.

[13:12] Crow (melchior.wardell) nodded but held his grin to himself this time. “Either way … since the woman is not here and I have obligations else where … is there something I need to do or can do ?”

[13:12] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) would snort and mutter of course, if she heard the surly scoundrel’s words. And she didn’t drag his gnarly scrawny arse either but took great care. Next time she’ll drop him on his head.

[13:15] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) returns just as noisely as she can up the stairs and then appears with a towel, a bowl of hot water and a cloth. The steam rising up visible even in the island’s humidity. She stood there behind Crow and cleared her throat before slipping passed him to set the bowl on the cabinet.

[13:16] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “No.. just give Kaiila what she needs and keep an eye on her and the samples. I dont want ehr deluding herself this is some new poison sent to destroy all masters, and if I do not survive I would like a pyre with only one there to say goodbye I do not want a huge croud like the ones I have attended.. ”

[13:17] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods slow “Hmmm are you sure … I met that woman … Jessy … with another relative of yours.”

[13:20] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Oh” he said masking his interest “Has Saccius returned from the arse end of nowhere?”

[13:21] Crow (melchior.wardell) arched a brow “Saccius .. oh no …Lucien I think the man is called … one of the Alaar .. ” he shook his head at the memory “Shouted his need for a killer one time in Ar.”

[13:25] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet): The woman could have been a mute for all any would know. She never spared a glance further to the two speaking but went about her business. The cupboard was opened and another towel was retrieved and both then set to the cot beside the wrinkled old man. The tray she used to bring up the broth and blackwine found new purpose as the support for the large bowl of steaming water that now sat beside Severus. The coarse cloth was laid there on the edge so he could tend to himself as he wished. Though she did pause to look up at him and offered a faint, “Kaiila demanded.” and that was all she said.

[13:25] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “That sounds like him, ” he mused , “He was the youngest, I was a man by the time he was born would follow me around carrying my shield ” he said with a very rare smirk almost a smile, “He was far more jovial than I found the fun in any sittuation, he also took the blame for our fathers murder, he is not subtle in any sense but he is always direct and a demon with a blade he nearly took arm off one time”

[13:26] Crow (melchior.wardell) grins “You want him notified of where you are ?” he asks perhaps giving him a chance to meet him and the woman Jessy who had been an important part in his life.

[13:28] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “I wonder what he is doing with Jessy, that I had not anticipated” he said his mind formulating over that strange turn of events. he glanced at Crow, “No that will not be wise last think I need is Jessy screaching at me that will most certainly kill me off, I had once thought I could set her on candidates instead of the stand.. ”

[13:29] Crow (melchior.wardell) laughs “Oh I am sure … they would have some run for their part.” he nods “I need to depart … but will check in regularly … and if there is anything needed … sent a messenger … ”

[13:29] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “As for Lucien .. no he has not the mind of a killer and as he is now Alar that also proves … interesting. and perhaps usefull.. ”

[13:30] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) stepped back to the hutch and stood there with her back to it and her eyes set upon the two men with an impassive glance.

[13:31] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Aye Gold and Steel Crow and do not be concerned you are far to lucky a bastard to be aflicted with this I am sure.. ”

[13:32] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet): She offered reverntly to Crow a bow and solemn, ‘Gold and Steel, Killer.” Her smile rose to the emerald fires, genuine and sincere.

[13:33] Crow (melchior.wardell) inclines his head “It seems weed is hard to kill hmmm…” he bows to the lady “Thank you for your care and if there is anything needed find me.” he faced Severus again “Gold and Steel .. and let us hope the PK have bigger plans than leaving you grey and skinny.” he laughs and turns quickly to leave not giving him time to give him some snarky reply he was used too.

[01:33] Severus Koskinen: “i should have drowned him at birth. ” he muttered incincerly

[13:25] Crow (melchior.wardell) entered the room and noitces the man standing there naked “Where is your girl ?” he simply asks having a thought on the issue. Than as if by magic he spots her in the window. A quick flick of his fingers towards her made her clearly aware she needed to enter.

[13:25] Savir (soren.davidov) took the blade form the girl and slipped it back into his bracer at the same speed in which it was produced.

[13:27] emiko (nevva.nightfire) slips closer to the winder, her she could not help herself, she was inquistative and wanted to know if her Master was still alive and what was happening in the office…. Trying to be sly as she looks though the window she swallows seeing Crow gazing in her direction…. Cursing under her breath at the careless nature of her approach she does not look into His dark eyes but pretends she had not noticed….

[13:28] Crow (melchior.wardell) stepped towards the window and pushed the seeker roughly aside. If he would have to flick his finger again … her life would indeed end rather quick. His arrow in this close range would break the window and make the hit still lethal. The small click of making it in his reach quickly was perhaps the only thing to learn for those in the room.

[13:29] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) listens carefully to all that the Killer stated and simply nods “I have none at present his voice composed although his body was not, but he endured the orders and remained true to his goal, that being to be trained in the black arts, seeing the Assassin enter the room he greats with a simple “Tal Killer, my girl is in the City where abouts I do not know” then his eyes spot her as he his pushed aside

[13:30] Savir (soren.davidov) cocked his head to the side and asked the seeker “So you would have your slave spy on us while we conducted our business?” he inquired darkly.

[13:30] emiko (nevva.nightfire) lets out a held breath, her body filled with excitement and terror as she peeks once more through the glass seeing her Master naked within… lips curling into a smile momentarily before noting Crow’s inritated gaze upon her and the arrow held carefully in place… moving at speed she turns and heads for the door of the Office, she knew she was in trouble now but dare not try to run…

[13:32] Crow (melchior.wardell) again pushed the seeker aside when he steps to the door. In one swift movement he opened the door, reaching out and grabbing her roughly while he pulled her in the room. He didn’t allow her to kneel while his other hand kept her up. There seemed to be no compassion in his eyes. Everything he did, he did with purpose and his pose showed he was hardly done at this point.

[13:33] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) “what she does, when she has been dismissed from my presence, as she was before I entered the office, is her choice, I instructed her to disappear” his voice full of supprise as he sees her enter the room, a look of discust in his eyes

[13:33] emiko (nevva.nightfire): /mes small hand lifts with a shake as she goes to open the door and slips within as it is flung open, falling to her knees and parting slender ivory thighs she places her wrists crossed behind her… “Greetings Masters, greetings kajira” she whispers, her eyes kept lowered as she tries to control verocity of her beating heart…

[13:34] Lyrael (toinette.levee) sits quietly at Savir’s boot, surveying the scene as it plays out infront of her. She was wide eyed that the slave took two tries to come in to Crow. If Lyr had been brave enough to defy a killer, she would not be sat there now. She would still be running. Her eyes go from the seeker to his girl and to Crow and back again. She’s close enough to lean on Savir, but she doesn’t as he’s still blood spattered.

[13:36] Crow (melchior.wardell) had of course heard the words of the seeker, but he had heard so many excuses when it came to their slaves. But he knew this slave and was very aware of her skills. He reached out to grab her long dark raven locks and twisted them around his fist. Uncompromising and without compassion he moved her so she would face her owner. his other hand reached between them while a button was pushed and a small knife errupted from his bracer. “Tell me maggot … is she yours ?” the question posed as if there was a hidden motive behind it a clear test perhaps ?”

[13:37] Savir (soren.davidov) watched the master assasssin and remained silent, as he had the situation well in hand, but remained poised and ready, shold the seeker attack Crow.

[13:39] emiko (nevva.nightfire) trembles visibly under His grasp, His eyes as dark as ever she had seen them frightened her to the bone, she dare not look around the room to see her Masters reaction to her spying, she knew how stupid she had been and no doubt would pay for it in one way or another…. Standing on the tips of her toes as she desperately tries to hold herself in one place she says nothing, He no doubt knew why she was there… suddenly the knife was at her throat and her eyes glazed over as if to protect herself from what might happen, the pain from His grip flowing over her… her training coming into play it was as if her own life did not matter even to herself… He was a Killer and would do with her as He wished

[13:40] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) eyes remain narrow as he stares at the girl “that animal is nothing, other than to be used as a slave should be used” his anger towards her disobedience fllowing through him “do with her as you wish” knowing it was his life or hers

[13:41] Crow (melchior.wardell) traced the knife over one vein that showed her increased heartbeat. “Tell me if she was of no value … why would you even have her ?” his question again one with meaning.

[13:43] emiko (nevva.nightfire) tries to swallow, her mouth dry as if she had been lost in a desert… sea green eyes narrowing as she hears His response, even though she had expected nothing less, it was hard to hear from any owner that they did not care if you lived or died…. Shudders runs down her spine as the sharp edge floats over her skin…

[13:47] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) “I am no fool, I know a well trained slave when I see one, and one as unusual as she is a rearity on Gor, I had been watching her for many days in Fina when her Master offered to sell her… she is a beauty but I wish to train more then I wish to have this slave on my chain” he said watching the girl shiver

[13:48] Crow (melchior.wardell) trusted the blade towards the seeker “If that is true … carve her breast … but first.” he pauses for effect while he still held her secured against him “Tell me with what you would carve her … what symbol you want her to carry ?” again the question with intent.

[13:51] Lyrael (toinette.levee)’s hand unconciously headed up to her wounded shoulder. The pain was still fresh enough for her to grimace at the thought of what was about to happen to the girl. She risked a look up to Savir, but then her eyes fell back on to the scene playing out before her… facinated.

[13:52] Savir (soren.davidov) slipped the quiva back from his bracer, not the bloody one, and began cleaning the dried blood from underneath his fingernails, watching those before him in silent witness. He wondered if the seeker would carve the girl up or not.

[13:55] emiko (nevva.nightfire) feels her lungs expand with a fast intake of breath, she had not expected Him to mark her, to draw blood with the dagger, perhaps she had been away from the darkness for too long it had softened her a little, bright green eyes glazed with tears close momentarily as she waits for His reply, hoping He might think of a way to convince the Killer it was better she was alive… but her hopes were not high… He had to prove Himself and she was only a slave to be used as they wished…

[13:55] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) ‘s eyes slyly dance around the room, hearing the Killers request “she already wares my mark that which is of unkown markings on Gor” unsure of the Killers question “you are above me Killer, tel me what mark you wish to have engraved upon her breast, I will carve her if that’s what you wish but surly she is worth more un-scared” he pointed to Savir “the Killer mentioned I was to sign her over” reaching out his hand in ready ness to take the dagger from him

[14:00] Crow (melchior.wardell) hears him and there seemed to be a moment of consideration if the words were spoken in bravery, foolishness or truth. With a flick of his fist he made her small frame turn so she would face him. The dagger he had held he had pulled back from the seeker and now hilt seemed to be towards the girl “Temptress … have you heard his word ?” he asks her intently his eyes seemed to be as daggers to her own “He has marked you with an unknown mark, making others wonder what mark you carry … which makes them perhaps feel you should be avoided, killed perhaps.” he said to her tonelessly. “He has casted you off as if you were nothing … tell me ..” he pauses for effect “since he is naked …what do you wish to have carved upon his chest ?” again a question with intent ” and if you fail to answer or suggest anything I promise you this entire sentence will be carved deeply … which might not allow him to live.”

[14:01] Savir (soren.davidov) shrugged at the man. “Dont pawn your problem off on me seeker. Your attempt at mis-direction, is however noted.” he said simply as he cleaned under his fingernails, watching dried blood flakes drift to the floor. Watching Crow before him do his work, his face still empty, seemingly bored with them.

[14:03] Lyrael (toinette.levee) takes her cue from Savir, and starts scratching off the dried blood that clings to his boot. She’s adding her own little flakes of blood to the ones that are dropping from Savir’s blade. She’s intent on this task as a way of keeping busy while listening to the exchange. Besides, Savir was a mess, and it was in her nature to want to clean him up a bit.

[14:06] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) ‘s eyes remain narrowed as he watches the Killer stood before him trying to gage his every move, while he pushes his deep emotions for his girl deep down within him so as to show no sign of compassion to her, this was a test that he must pass, it was her life or his and he would not give his life for a mere animal. His eyes scan the floor as though looking for something but remains quiet and calm, the Killer had turned the situation round, he was testing her loyalty to her training and her Caste

[14:07] Crow (melchior.wardell) noted a killer enter while he kept the girl well secured by her hair and the dagger hilt facing her steady.

[14:07] emiko (nevva.nightfire) struggles slightly as she is turned… her emerald orbs pleading as they gaze up to Crow, He was not one to be gentle with slaves but it was worth a try she thought as salty tears overflow and cascade down her flushed cheeks…. she was angry at being thrown aside so easily by her Master, but she did not wish to see a Free Man scarred on her account… her mind raced as she tried desperately to think how to answer… “my mark is but a brand Master” she starts trying to form her words in her head before saying them… “most would not notice anything unusal when it is compared to my back”… she was trying to convince herself of this also, she had not thought it might cause an issue when He had done it… “if it would save Him from further marks or blood I would that you mark Him near His heart that it remind Him of me” she had no choice but to choose…. He had chosen to have her thrown aside… she would try to save Him from major blood loss

[14:08] Savir (soren.davidov) looked to the killer as he entered “Tal Killer” he simply said, himself covered in blood, from a recent kill he had not had time to wash off of him yet.

[14:09] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) notices another enter the room unsure of how to respond due the situation he was in nods “Tal Killer” are the two words that leave his lips, not wishing to offend and have a knife in his back for doing so

[14:09] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) opens the door lightly having heard voices on the other side. The sight that greets him from within is one that is not at all unfamiliar to him though the pressence of the slave is something of an outlier in his exerpience. Noting her position in the hands of the Master Assassin he can deduce well enough the events leading up to the present. With a nod to the killer’s present and thin smirk pulls at the corners of his mouth as he acknowledges them. “Killers…” he says mildly.

[14:10] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) pushes his hood back over his snowy locks to reveal features that seem fixed in scorn as they regard the seeker. He glances the from Crow to Savir. “Did the sleen excrement just speak? To me, no less?”

[14:10] Lyrael (toinette.levee)’s head whips around at the familiar suond of her Master’s voice. As Savir outranks her Master in this city, she stays where she is, but puts a questioning hand on his boot… asking silently if she can go to Gyrs. She does not speak aloud to greet Gyr, as she would not wish to interupt the MA at work… but she shoots him a sunny smile, and flexes her arm a bit to show him that she’s fit as a fiddle.

[14:12] Savir (soren.davidov) flexed his foot, gently nudding the slave, without giving her further notice or word. “I believe the sleen excrament, did indeed speak to you…killer” he noted flatly. “At least i think he was talking to you, for he would be ever dummer than he looked if he were greeting us again” he noted casually.

[14:14] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) hearing the words spoken about him decides its best to remain quiet, but had learnt that its best to wait until spoken to in future as he ignors the comments but remains vigulant

[14:14] Lyrael (toinette.levee) takes the nudge as permission to get next to Gyr. Without a word, she moves silently around the unfolding scene and folds down to her knees at Gyr’s side. She leans in to whisper “Tal, my Master.” very softly, hoping her words travelled only as far as his ears.

[14:16] Crow (melchior.wardell) again seemed to give a thorough consideration to her suggestion. Of course he knew her well and knew she would snake her way out of anything that would compromise her or him for that matter. Her training had been thorough and she still seemed to have that edge. He pushed her towards Ronin while he lets her hair go. “Gyr … keep her secured.” he tells him while he turns swiftly towards the seeker and his eyes roam his naked form to see if there was any tension he could observe. The dagger now seemed to face the seeker again. “A carve near your heart … it seems your girl trust me enough to get that close hmmm… perhaps I should carve it with … fool – maggot – ” he dipped his head to the others “Anyone have suggestions ?” he asks and although it perhaps was his cruel way at the expense of the seeker it was all about endurement, keeping cool and the first tests to see him worthy of any of his time.

[14:16] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo)’s face catches the questioning glance from the slut and his face hardens with the quality of volcanic rock. She needs no permission to be at the boot of her owner. The snap of his fingers should be signal enough of the fact. Then, addressing himself to unclothed seeker before him, he approaches and circles about him once, giving a small scoff upon completion of the circuit. “Clearly you put care a great deal for your appearence…” he says, his lips dripping with mockery. “Well formed sleen-dung remains sleen-dung.

[14:18] Savir (soren.davidov) tiled his head and began to name off names. “maggot, sleen, trouser snake, captain winky, bosk shit, dung heap, stain, moron, dink, tippy, florence, slave, bastard, stinky, winky, slug, slime, parasite, entrails” he muses on still cleaning under his fingernails with his quiva.

[14:19] emiko (nevva.nightfire) keeps her gaze intent on Crow, feeling weak as she waited for His response and then suddenly spinning as her body is pushed hard towards Ronin… , all was a test, she knew that, the problem was that the test could always end in death… more so then not around Killers… the conversations of the others in the rooms seem to swim in the background as she trembles before Ronin, she would rather it was her cut with the blade then her Master but she had not had that as an option…

[14:23] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) listens to all that was being said and the insults that were being thrown at him, seeing the Killer approach, tensing slightly as the dagger is pointed towards him “mark as you wish Killer” his voice remaining calm, he had been left with no choice, no sane man would dare take on three highly trained Killers unarmed and he wished to learn to a sly and cunning as them, he could only stand and wait for the outcome

[14:24] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) shoots a glance down at Lyrael…there is reproach in that look. Catching the dark-haired slut by the hair, he spins her back to him so that he might slip his forearm into the crook of one elbow and slide it across her back to grip the bicep of the other, effectively neutralizing her arms. Crow’s suggestion provides distraction enough, however. Noting the slave’s discomfiture he breaks into something the seems almost a horror to his face–a smile. “You needn’t worry yourself so, slut. The Master Assassin’s often been regarded as something of an artist with his blade…Albeit the compliment might have been referring to a different genre.

[14:25] Lyrael (toinette.levee) sits in silence and worries her bottom lip with her teeth. Her long standing habit of rubbing the toe of her Master’s boot when she’s fretting or thinking is in play at the moment. When Gyr turns the girl, Lyr impatiently pushes the sluts foot away, as to not interupt her need to rub….

[14:28] Crow (melchior.wardell) noticed the tension but kept it in his mind while his eyes seemed to hold that dark nothingness that made him often hard to read and very dangerous. “Kneel, maggot, face towards the window.” he tells him and there seemed to be no room in a debate on the matter “I will spare you the mark that will be often visual to others but …” he paused while he waited for the seeker to not face him any longer and winked towards Savir behind him “but I have to keep word and will carve you with two hearts. I am sure they will heal eventhough perhaps leave their marks for a long time.” he stated. He balanced his dagger and as it had been his killing dagger knew it would be sharp enough for the clean cuts he would inflict … eventually.

[14:28] emiko (nevva.nightfire) lets out a small whimpering sound as her arm is held securely, she was not stupid enough to protest at His hold and as her eyes close for but a moment she slows her breathing a little… at least she no longer had a knife at her throat… barely noticing the push upon her foot by the slave she lifts darkend lashes to watch what Crow did next, she knew what Crow was capable of…

[14:32] Savir (soren.davidov) finished cleaning underneath his fingernails and simply watched the scene before him unfold and slipped the dagger back into his quiva. His fingernails were already clean but the rest of him was still spattered with blood. And he just got everything clean from the person he killed the other day. Oh well, a slave’s work was never done, he watched the seeker intently to see if he obeyed.

[14:32] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) maintains his composure as he hears the Killers commands, turning towards the window his head remaining straight refusing to be intimidated simply does as he is asked, his mind and body preparing itself for the feel of the blade as it enters his skin, he takes a slight inhale of breath

[14:36] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) was rather innured to the constant pressure of his slut’s fingertips worrying at his boot, however odd it made them appear having one toe constantly shining whilst the other was properly weathered. With the seeker facing the window he cannot see what “artistry” the Master Assassin applies to hopelessly raw material of the seeker’s body. Through it all he catches the scent of the slave’s hair and, smiling thinly, indulges in it, inhaling deeply, though his eyes never leave the scene before him.

[14:36] Crow (melchior.wardell) took time before he crouched behind the man. Perhaps he took this time to make the stresslevel of the man rise or betray by some increase of the pulse he noticed in the vein in his neck. “One heart … as that of yours that owned a slave he had to let go for what he desires.” the blade now placed to the footsoul of the man where the point slowly punctured the skin. Of course the cut wouldn’t be too deep to make it lethal or have this huge spill of blood. Crow was not a true artist but even a child could see it was one heart that would clearly make standing on this foot be uncomfortable or very painful.

[14:38] sparrow (camille.cannned) knocked three times, discreetly and then walked in. She looked about at the gathering and tried to invisigly enough heel her Master murmuring a low, low “Tal My Master, Master, lyr”

[14:39] Lyrael (toinette.levee) looked around to find Sparrow, and offered her a winning smile but keeps silent. Her Master has not told her to greet, and this just ain’t the time to be cheeky

[14:39] Crow (melchior.wardell) hears his girl but remains behind the man while he tried to carve a nice heart on his footsoul. “Tal mine … what do you think … does it look like a heart ?” he asks her. He gave a quick signal to Savir and Gyr to keep the man steady as his cruel intention would become more painful with his next action. The signal indicating to restrain the man if he would try to avoid the skillful cuts.

[14:40] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) glances to the door at the appearance (and a decidedly outlandish one, at that) of sparrow. His eyes linger a moment, one brow tracing a slow path upward as incredulous humor rises from somewhere just below his ribcage. Indeed it takes a moment for him to remember precisely what it is that’s happening here. That mirth could wait for later.

[14:41] Savir (soren.davidov) looked on as Crow carved a heart in the sole of the man’s foot, he would feel that in the morning. He saw the look from Crow and stood and walked casually over to the man’s side, reaching down with a srong hand, he grasped the man’s left shoulder and dug his fingers in, intentionally pushing his middle finger into the pressure point there and pushing, as he applied equal pressure with the thumbside to the back and pushed down with steady pressure on the man, his touch not to be confused with the warm snuggly kind.

[14:42] sparrow (camille.cannned) too glanced at the naked man…so, he had sought and found. She gazed up as her Master indicated her a wound upon the man’s body…she canted her head and perhaps cruelly, but for now she must be cruel, she said “not quite my Master, but hopefully it will heal and leave no scar…?” it seemed her tone was almost questionning, like she was…concerned.

[14:42] emiko (nevva.nightfire) brushes her tongue out over her dry lips… she had forgotten how badly being around Killers could play out and she wished her Master had stayed away from Ar…. Not wishing to watch as Crow’s dagger pierces the flesh upon His foot her head moves back a little towards the Killers chest, if He did not hold her she would sink to the floor in a crumpled heap she thought… hearing sparrow enter and the conversation between her and her Master her eyes open more fully….

[14:43] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) exhales the breath he took as the knife enters the sole of his foot, the pain raising throw him, his heart beating faster as the adrenalin kicks in, his hands starting to perspire with the tension as he fights back all the feelings of hate towards him, simply remains as still as he could, he was not prepared to show any fear or pain, he was proud of what he was, even a maggot has can have some pride as tries to retain his posture

[14:43] Lyrael (toinette.levee) noticed her Master sniffing the hair of the slut he held. While her smile remained firmly in place… sweet as pie to all that could see, she dug her fingernails briefly in to the slaves toe. Lyr could be an evil wench when the mood took her… After the vicious pinch, she went back to rubbing the toe of Gyr.s boot….

[14:44] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) glances from Crow to the girl he presently restrains and shrugs, releasing her arms. “Keep her out of the chocolates, mine,” he mutters has he gives the slave a small push in Lyr’s direction before striding to the seekers side, seizing his wrist and drawing it out till his arm is straight, pointing his elbow to the ceiling and locking it firmly, his forearm laid perpendicular to the elbow to ensure it didn’t bend again.

[14:45] Lyrael (toinette.levee) nods to her Master’s order, a cruel smile playing at her lips, while her voice comes out honied. “Yes, my Master. Of course.” she says, patting the ground next to her. “Sit, slut… ” she urges sweetly, ready to pinch again without so much as a reason.

[14:46] sparrow (camille.cannned) observed too now the girl she had seen once with the seeker, she had not been able to see her face until Gyr pushed her towards Lyr…she shuddered, she knew well that her Master becoming a seeker meant but one thing: she would, perhaps for a long time, change hands.

[14:47] emiko (nevva.nightfire) feels the hard pinch from the slave and as she is turned towards her by the Killer places with determination her foot to graze the girls leg, she had bigger things on her mind at present… her life…. So would not react in such a manner as to attract attention from the Masters… slipping then to her side she gives her a brief smile, the girl was well trained obviously and wouldn’t be fooled but that was not her concern at present…

[14:48] Crow (melchior.wardell) looks at the dagger and his work “Mine I am sure there is some ink in my cabinet bring it.” he asks her while his dagger moved to the other foot. “This heart will be a symbol of the girls heart that tried to save your life. ” he tells while again the dagger did his work. The cut viciously slow as to be sure that the man could feel every inch of it “I will grant you one promise.” he added while his eyes take note of his unskilled artwork “I will claim the girl and gift her to you … if you ever make it out of training alive.” he grins grimly. The slave was a true temptress and to own her and keep her from sexual pleasures would be his sweet vengeance.

[14:51] sparrow (camille.cannned) rose to her feet and as she directed herself towards the cabinet quietly she heard him speak the words he did…he was claiming the girl…she tripped over and winced and blanched..clumpsiness was not something her Master or any of the men who were in that room tolerated…She clenched her fists and when she reached the cabinet she hastily pulled out of a draw, a small bottle of black ink…as she returned to her Master she was thinking how much she would have to get close to the seeker to ensure that he becomes a candidate but too that he survives his training: they now had a common interest.

[14:52] sparrow (camille.cannned) handed him the tiny bottle, uttering a low but rather dry too “Here my Master”

[14:54] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) ‘s breath starts to quicken as he fights back the pain, the burning that is emanating from his feet, raceing through his body, his veins beginning to pulsate under the pain “the slut will pay for this in due course” he mutters under his breath “maybe another brand on your silken skin will be in order” turning his to glare at her, while thinking that Crow has done this many times before

[14:54] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) frowns slightly at this promise. Perhaps it was to do with the fact that no such promise had been extended to him he at least convinces himself that it relates more to the principle of the severance of all ties with one’s past life that is a requirement, in his memory, from all seekers. He gives no voice to these thoughts but perhaps hte look she shot the Master Assassin would speak well enough for him. Finding himself rather irritated already, the commotion caused by sparrows two left feet draw from him deep amber glare and perhaps a bit more pressure than was necessary upon the seeker’s limbs.

[14:55] emiko (nevva.nightfire)’s eyes widen as she hears Crow’s words, her heart beating quickly once more as she takes in the news that she was to be His…. Her head swimming with thoughts before they settled upon one… she had teased Him mercilessly when He was a candidate in training, knowing He could not touch her He had named her the Temptress…. He was to get His revenge at last… her body ached at the thought of not being able to feed the fire in her belly as she shakes her dark raven locks a little…. She was alive… she should be happy…

[14:57] Crow (melchior.wardell) took the bottle when he was done with carving hearts in his footsoul “Thank you mine …” he said while he winked to her. He knew her well and her thinking. She would learn soon enough that she had nothing to fear of this. “Killers hold him … this will … erm … hurt.” he tells them. The ink was of course the one he had been given by T. it would only show to those killers that held the other chemical component. The carves would show of course but this liquid held a a chemical component that would hurt as hell while it burned the skin to make sure the blood would stop flowing but the skin wouldn’t heal for a hand. The carve would remain his entire life but only killers would see who had marked him. He poured the liquid slowly over the feet and closed the bottle handing it back to his girl.

[14:57] Savir (soren.davidov) stood silently, keeping steady pressure on the man’s shoulder as Crow worked, wondering if the man could even feel his feet. If someone were cutting on him he would be screaming and not talking. I guess he was just a big sissy like that. He quickly dismissed the thought as he watched Sparrow trip and fall. He wondered if her recent injury would grant her any clemancy with her master, not out of kindness, but simply out of having her treated again and having to be without the girl at full capacity.

[14:58] Lyrael (toinette.levee) pats the girls shoulder in mock sympathy…”There there…” she whispers, a little meanly. The girl had commited the major infraction of smelling nice enough to be sniffed at… And Lyr is a vicous wench when it comes to it. “I’m sure once the fires are gone, someone will still want you.” she whispers very softly under her breath….

[14:58] Savir (soren.davidov) heard Crow as he spoke and grabbed the man’s arm, almost putting his elbow into a joint lock, in case he started to struggle, the hold on his sholder would not be adequate.

[14:59] sparrow (camille.cannned) did not let her gaze show him anything when Crow winked at her, but her heart was beating violently and it was quite possible that already she was making schemes to…say…maybe have the other girl disappear mysteriously…she was hot bloodied, not a mean person, quite sweet even and with a big heart but when it came to her Master she was very, very, veeeery competitive. She took the little bottle back from his hand and kept her eyes down, only too scared that he would read her too soon…

[15:02] Crow (melchior.wardell) studied his work and nodded before standing “Men … drag him up to his feet.” he stated casually “What do you think … one full day in the middle of Ar … standing of course … to see if he even got balls ?” he suggested while he snapped his fingers to Emiko “Slave approach.” he demanded while he turns to Savir and Gyr “This one … was … during my training one of the slaves that was trained by Nightshade … she is one of the few girls that passed training and was of the caste for a long time .. tried to tempt me while I was of course held by celibacy as this one is now.” he chuckles darkly “I think a good belt would perhaps be a nice revenge.”

[15:02] emiko (nevva.nightfire) flashes Lyr an evil glance, no doubt they would have words or worst at some point, but not in front of the Masters…. Lifting her hand she brushes the girls mocking hand away not fulfilling the temptation to smack her in the face… it was not her fault but she was strung high and could lash out easily…. Not a good first impression to make on the girl…

[15:03] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) feeling the liquid poor over his feet, fights to move as he struggles in the grip the pain too much to handle as it sears though him like a knife plunging into his very soul he has no choice but let out a cry of pain but feels proud that he was able to maintain his silence and composure for as long as he had, his stomach now full of mixed emotions as on overwhelming feeling of being repeatedly stabbed fills him, reaching with the pain as he fights to control himself, beads of sweat cover his forehead

[15:05] Savir (soren.davidov) hoisted in turn with Gyr and lifted the man to his feet and then immediatley released his arm, if he wanted to fall over again it was on him. “I think that would be sufficent, on both counts.”he noted for the slave and seeker. “I hope he is up to the task” he said cruelly. “Or else he may not get his slave back… but if he fails, the slave will be the least of his worries” he mused.

[15:05] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) releases the lock upon the seeker’s elbow and seizes him by the crook of the arm instead, hoisting with a brutal force until his feet were once again under him. This done, he would support him no longer but releases his hold. If he could not stand on his own after the ordeal, so mcuh the worse for him.

[15:05] emiko (nevva.nightfire) jumps swiftly to her feet and moves to His right, the tears she shed earlier dry upon her soft features as she slips to her knees and hears His words about a belt… it was as she feared, He would have His revenge on her…. Her eyes briefly moving to sparrow almost as if to say sorry… she did not know how she would react to another on Crow’s chain and she didn’t need any enemies at the moment…

[15:06] sparrow (camille.cannned) heard the man scream, she so wanted to tell him to shut up, to be strong, she needed him to be a Killer!!! she would see to it that he would go through toughness whilst he was a seeker and then she would be there, as she had told Savir not so long ago, to support him during the hard times of candidature and tasks…she glanced at the girl to her right and she, interestingly enough, smiled to her softly…it was not her fault what was happening to her, she, a helpless slave…the idea of a belt though she found rather good but she would prefer crow to fuck her that she does not grow incredible heat and becomes more hot than she, herself, was.

[15:11] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) fights back the tears of pain as he is lifted to his feet, his head swimming as he fights to maintain focus on his surroundings and preventing himself from falling, the feeling of an intense fire around his feet, he bites his lip as he battles the agony rushing through his body, he will cherish the mark and know doubt would have may more.

[15:12] emiko (nevva.nightfire) lifts her chin a little and glances up to Seeker, she had tried to block out what was being done to Him and concentrate on other things around her… even though He had brushed her aside her heart beat quickly for Him as she almost felt His pain… He had been hard on her at times but never without cause and now He was to take a long journey, one He might not leave alive…. So many had been killed just trying, things she had blocked out from what seemed a lifetime ago… lowering her eyes a little she sees sparrow smile and offers one in return, perhaps she could cope with the belt… or perhaps she could convince Crow to remove it in time…

[15:14] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo): “As if you needed approval to do as you wished with that which is yours.” Gyr says with irony. His disapproval isn’t terribly obvious but he seems to have adopted something of a reserve in his manner that had not been there before the promise was made. This was the turf of the Master Assassin and not to be encroahed upon. Finger flex, eyes flicker, but no other sign is given. He bides his time with observing the seeker’s agonized state, drawing his own perverse pleasure from the memories of his own time spent wearing the seeker’s rags.

[15:14] sparrow (camille.cannned) winced as she saw the man’s agony. She glanced at she who had been his slave and was now on the same chain as her…she saw pain too in her eyes…then looking again at the seeker she murmured “Do not fall!” as far as she was concerned she was taking little risk for he was not and for some time would be lower than her and she, in fact, had hardly ever been uncaring to them when they were in such a vulnerable position…this one she would be even more careful, he would stand, he would live.

[2011/01/29 06:32] Crow had heard from hiss spies a stranger had arrived. His brow arch in surprise when he waved one of them away that clearly pointed the man out. He however didn’t yet approach and remains as this statue … waiting … remembering and perhaps trying to get rid of his original desire to close the distance and grab the man at his shoulders. To show that he enjoyed to see the man was something he considered not appropriate.

[2011/01/29 06:32] Savir moves thru the street, weaving thru the people, those that didn’t step aside for one such as himself. Savir suddenly glances up and sees a killer, or at least one wearing his colours as many did this day under a light post. His stance and hair reminded him of someone he would secretly called a friend.

[2011/01/29 06:34] Savir stopped in his tracks and watched the man a moment. Suddenly seeing his face, he felt his stomach turn…he felt weak for a moment….unable to keep his stoic reserve that their caste was famous for. He was surely seeing something. Perhaps too much weather and not enough water. His mind was playing a cruel trick on him. I gazed upon the face of a killer named Crow. A killer long since known to me as dead.

[2011/01/29 06:36] Savir felt his jaw loosen, and tears stung his eyes, yet did not flow. Savir made several deliberate strides over to the man…intent on disproving this mirage and setting about his previous task of seeking his caste out in this city.

[2011/01/29 06:36] Crow noticed the man seeing him and there was perhaps that slightest grin upon his features. One that could mean almost anything and yet his eyes seemed to rest calm upon the man. Something that might be the only thing showing that there was indeed that small increase of his bloodstream of joy. Than seeing the recognition he indeed moved, swift as ever … trained to the bone … and in physical health that might show that he hadn’t yet aged. “Tal Killer.” he spoke low while he moved his hand in a gallant motion for him to follow.

[2011/01/29 06:37] Savir shook his head… he muttered “Crow…” seeing the killers beckon to follow him, he stood silent, shook into silence.

[2011/01/29 06:38] Crow nodded slow thoughtfully as ever “Two still makes them a murder.” he added while he regarded him “It is good to see you Savir …” he paused hoping that his voice didn’t hold to much emotion. “And in such good health.” he quickly added. Again he moved his hand to follow.

[2011/01/29 06:39] Savir simply nodded at Crow and followed him…

[2011/01/29 06:41] Savir : “Full of osts is my mind… for you..” his face of mixture of pain and relief. “I visited your grave”

[2011/01/29 06:41] Crow knew his way in Ar as not many did and when he stopped they were in this small alley

[2011/01/29 06:42] Crow nods “As many did …. it seem the Priest Kings had other things in mind than letting me pass.” he grins “After all who is not without mistakes … I found one and learned.”

[2011/01/29 06:42] Savir : “Where the hell have you been Crow?” a shuddering smile returning to his face. Savir extended his hand to his long lost, but never forgotten friend.

[2011/01/29 06:44] Crow immediate took it in a firm grip and there was a smile, one that never really lost him however still rare “I ve been in the Sardar … and was sent here to see to a task that is of highest importance to the PK.” he replied “Who would guess I would return the place I left to become what I am now hmmm…” he studies him “And you … you seemed to have still that talent as your name was never whispered to my ear … ”

[2011/01/29 06:46] Savir gripped Crows hand at the elbow, and firmly shook his hand. “I have been travelling, I am perhaps failing my caste to admit to you here, that I was lost for a time after your death. I know we are taught to spern such feeling. I ended up among the torturers of the wagon people. I studied the art of pain, and truth from them.”

[2011/01/29 06:49] Crow lifted his eyes to his and there was a look of understanding “I know …. and was beaten as I am sure you have been to get rid of it … and yet … the day I will part of it I will fail the caste more is my guess.” he replied low while there seemed to be a warmth that only his slave had seen more than once. “I am sure that the knowledge is not wasted … What brings you to Ar … not a hunt I see.” there was a brief light of hope that he would remain … although not yet speaking it out loud.

[2011/01/29 06:51] Savir : “I have returned to the whole of gor, seeking those I once knew of the caste out. I have already this day been imprisoned, and escaped from Treve. The world has changed during my travel. But the knowledge gained, on reading gorean emotion, lies, and truth I feel were worth my stay. I have now sought to reaquaint myself in my craft and I could have not asked the Priest Kings for a better return….to see you…here I believe my search is over”

[2011/01/29 06:54] Crow gripped his arm with the other hand now too “The Priest Kings do have merci on my old soul it seems.” he replied “Much indeed has happened … some men have fallen … ” he said although they weren’t mentioned “You look at the new Master Assassin of Ar … and having you here makes me wonder if the Priest Kings might have more knowledge of what is about to come.” he knew of the art Savir had studied and it would be one that would benefit him more than he could express “Ar needs a man as you Savir … a man that can see through the disguises of lies and untruths … ” he said.

[2011/01/29 06:57] Savir grips with his other hand as well. “By the priest kings! They went and made you a master assassin eh? Its about time and well deserved! And yes while the art of torturing someone isn’t of much use to our caste, the psychology behind it is astounding. As well as what the gorean face tells one when they speak…And then you cut down to the soul of that person, and find the truth. After awhile you could tell without cutting them at all. I would be honoured to pledge my sword to you here in Ar”

[2011/01/29 07:01] Crow smiled “I would be honoured to have you here …. as not only to what your capable off but as one I ..”he paused and than decided to be straight forward “the one I trust my life with … Perhaps you would consider becoming my captain … since that spot is still vacant …” he added as if it was meaningless although Savir would be able to tell it was for all the right reasons. “I have to see too several things but get yourself aquinted … see if Ar …. and the devious citizens is the place you wish to remain … we are as most those that search … until truly finding that which wants us to settle.”

[2011/01/29 07:03] Savir nods to Crow. “I will serve you in whatever capacity you wish to have me serve in. I will aquiaint myself with the city, I will learn it well, and it’s citizens will become my new subject of study. And I will take up your offer when you feel I am ready to do so. I feel as whatever I was searching for is found, at least for now, Master Killer”

[2011/01/29 07:06] Crow chuckles “Good to see you Savir … but remember know what you wish for … I am certain we both understand that what lies beneath is far from just jolly good … there is a war with Tyros … and many merchants that desire the gold of the Ubara … ” he had to leave “We will meet soon Savir … and be aware … not all what it seems is gold …. ” he gripped the mans shoulders “Gold and Steel Killer.” with that he left the man … however his step seemed lighter somewhat relieved that he finally found the one he trusted on his right.

[2011/01/29 07:07] Savir : “I will remember that Killer. Gold and Steel” and with that he smiled to Crow. Knowing that they would not be able to do so, so freely again.

[2011/01/20 13:00] Crow had been in a simular situation more than once and although one might not guess his mood seemed to be calm and very calculated. His eyes travel around to study the prison he was in. He had noted things that might be useful. Than he started to sing … not that he liked singing but it allowed him to hear how the echo would expose the other room. The voice increased in volume unaware how far it would travel “I am just a lonely man … Lonely and blue.”

[2011/01/20 13:04] Crow could hear someone calling out even when he was still singing loud. The song he used to hear how rooms were build, the echo of his voice told him much and could mean the difference between life and death. “A gorean man should never be alone …. Alone is for those without the coin to pay for his pleasure …” he sings “No Gorean man should be lonely and blueeeeee….”

[2011/01/20 13:08] Crow could hear the tarns that became restless of his singing not that far from him. He figured that the cots might be close by to the prisons … which would eventually be useful if his patience would be tested to much. Not that he minded the peace and quiet while he continues his song very loudly “The steamy hot pleasure of sex is easely bought … For a gorean man it is most important … it is not just a tought … No Gorean man should be lonely and blue …. ” he continues “As his cock might shrink … and his seed might be wasted to the stones …” he added unaware how the song really went.

[2011/01/20 13:12] Crow felt the cold chackles and to his surprise he had noticed not the smallest sound in the other room which was quite empty if the echo didn’t deceive him. No guards seemed to be there and that might be promising if he desired to get out of this. Somehow he enjoyed his singing eventhough the song was hardly one he had learned many years ago “She moans and cries when she can’t be used to the fullest with a hard peen the Gorean man can thrust into her pleasure cave.” he shook his head … that didn’t rhym … he cleared his throat and started to sing another song “What shall we do with the drunken Scarlet … what shall we do with the drunken Scarlet early in the morning.”

[2011/01/20 13:15] Pyro smiles to the man, “whats wrong sir?”

[2011/01/20 13:15] Crow tried to figure out 1001 ways to kill a scarlet but shook his head, there was little pleasure in that. “We should make him beg on his knees …. Early in the morning.” he continues “That is what we shall do with the drunken scarlet in the morning.

[2011/01/20 13:16] Crow looks up seeing the same man as yesterday and cleared his throat “Ah … Sir … something wrong ?” he echo’s “Does it sound that way ?” he asks.

[2011/01/20 13:16] Pyro Turbo: aye, i heard ya all the way in town sir

[2011/01/20 13:17] Crow arched a brow at that knowledge which was useful to him “Yes … I hope you enjoyed it … since from my point of view there is little else I can do … is there ?”

[2011/01/20 13:17] Pyro Turbo: aye, hopefully the magistrate will be in town today

[2011/01/20 13:18] Crow chuckles “And who might the magistrate be ?” he asks while he regarded the young man.

[2011/01/20 13:18] Pyro Turbo: a man by the name of Zale

[2011/01/20 13:20] Crow nods “I believe I met him once … ” he tried to remember “So … scarlet … did you pay attention to my warnings of yesterday ?” he asks while his eyes take note of the stance of the man.

[2011/01/20 13:21] Pyro Turbo: sir, warnings are just warnings, and if you escape and manage to down me, then so be it, but my duty is what i must do

[2011/01/20 13:23] Crow nods slow “Warnings can be very valuable Sir … it would be foolish to disregard them … and as to my escape … why do you think I would desire such .. have I not given you any trouble this far ?”

[2011/01/20 13:23] Pyro Turbo: no, no trouble sir, and i thank you very much for it, makes my job less hectic

[2011/01/20 13:26] Crow arched a brow “You are new to the city ?” he asks

[2011/01/20 13:27] Pyro Turbo: no, not new to Vonda sir, been here a while (a month)

[2011/01/20 13:30] Crow nodded slow while he didn’t seem to be all to uncomfortable by the iron steel around his wrists “Yes … well … it seems you have still a lot to learn about the defences of the city …and my caste.”

[2011/01/20 13:30] Pyro Turbo: Tal Ubar sir

[2011/01/20 13:30] Pyro slams his right fist over his heart in a warrior salute: “Honor and Steel! – Honor above all!”

[2011/01/20 13:30] Pyro Turbo: Lo Rarius Civitatii Gor!

[2011/01/20 13:31] Andro Muircastle: Tal Pyro

[2011/01/20 13:31] Andro Muircastle: Honor and Steel, Honor before all else!

[2011/01/20 13:31] Crow turns to see the other “Greetings Ubar.” he greets with his usal toneless voice.

[2011/01/20 13:31] Andro Muircastle: So.. has this man learned anything yet?

[2011/01/20 13:31] Pyro Turbo: maybe, doesnt seem like it though sir

[2011/01/20 13:32] Andro Muircastle: Greetings Sir… I’ve heard your name is Crow?

[2011/01/20 13:32] Crow kept his face unreadable while he listens and had his own thoughts on the matter. When his name is mentioned he arched a brow “Oh … you heard ?” he asks curious “I wonder who told you such … as none have asked.”

[2011/01/20 13:32] Andro Muircastle: Pyro, would you please go and find a slave to bring the Magistrate here?

[2011/01/20 13:33] Pyro Turbo: aye sir

[2011/01/20 13:33] Andro Muircastle: We have people here who know you from the past, Crow.

[2011/01/20 13:34] Andro Muircastle: We welcome visitors to Vonda. IF they ring the bell and come in through the gate.

[2011/01/20 13:34] Crow regarded him calm “They must have been hiding since I haven’t seen anyone that I can remember … please enlighten me Sir … ”

[2011/01/20 13:35] Andro Muircastle: I’ve been told you chose to come in by your own means. Was there any particular reason? Or were you just bored?

[2011/01/20 13:36] Crow took time before he replied “I am not known to be someone that just acts out on his whim Sir … I have my reasons and when I exposed them your men didn’t take them well and arrested me … while I only gave them the insight.”

[2011/01/20 13:37] Andro Muircastle: What insight? That a rope can be used to scale the walls? Doesn’t take much intelligence to figure that out.

[2011/01/20 13:38] Crow chuckles darkly “Indeed … that doesn’t take much intelligence … but doesn’t strike you as odd … that I had to tell them first before they had the chance to arrest me ?” he asks while now his eyes slightly narrow to regard him sharper to see if he really understood what he meant.

[2011/01/20 13:40] Andro Muircastle: We know our city can be entered. We don’t need you to show us that. You arrived when few Scarlets were here. From what I have been told, there was but one. So, you scaled the wall. It’s been done before and will be again I am sure. Surely there was more point in your actions then to just rub their noses in the breech of security at that time?

[2011/01/20 13:41] Pyro Turbo: were here sir Ubar

[2011/01/20 13:41] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): Tal Andro

[2011/01/20 13:42] Crow shook his head “Think what you wish … or guess my intentions they seem to be lost on what might be a man that seems to bound of honour but doesn’t see to the safety of the citizens that pay good coin to remain within these walls safely.” he sighs … again the words of his old mentor spring to mind … “pearls before swines.” he mutters.

[2011/01/20 13:43] Andro Muircastle: I see. So you think we are without honor and do not protect our citizens just because YOU chose to come in over the walls? How arrogant and presumptious of you.

[2011/01/20 13:45] Crow looks up and his face was striaght without the emotions he might feel by the wrong judgment of the Ubar. “Call me what you wish … I am sure you can see I am unable to stop you from doing so … It seems you are the one that desires to be ignorant … ” he replied casually.

The magistrate and ubar discuss what they should do with Crow.

[2011/01/20 13:46] Andro Muircastle: I actually came down here with the intention of just releasing him, but he chooses to insult our honor and our city. Makes it hard for me to just send him on his way.

[2011/01/20 13:47] Crow turns to the magistrate … perhaps in idle hope he didn’t have the false ego so many scarlets seemed to have “Greetings Magistrate.” he greets “How easy to insult one when he desires to hear only his own voice hmm…”

[2011/01/20 13:47] Andro Muircastle: It’s always amusing to have a man in a cell, chained to a wall who throws insults about intelligence and honor.

[2011/01/20 13:47] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): So, he broke in.. did he attack anyone?

[2011/01/20 13:47] Andro Muircastle: No

[2011/01/20 13:48] Zale of Vonda looks at the man – *What is your story, why did you enter the city, uninvited?

[2011/01/20 13:49] Crow turns to Zale “I believe my intentions are already questioned and judged … Sir … I believe they don’t matter anymore.” he replied.

[2011/01/20 13:49] Zale of Vonda looks at Andro and shakes head

[2011/01/20 13:49] Andro Muircastle chuckles and shakes his head

[2011/01/20 13:50] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): Well, Ubar, what you need from me?

[2011/01/20 13:50] Andro Muircastle: I guess nothing. He doesn’t wish to talk to you about it so no decision can be reached.

[2011/01/20 13:50] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): Indeed

[2011/01/20 13:51] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): Let him rot inside this cell, maybe he changes his mind and manners

[2011/01/20 13:52] Crow wondered if he should start to whistle a tune of long gone days. He could guess their thoughts but wouldn’t enlighten them. The fact he had still been here … might be one of the small triggers as they both should know that a killer in his training had to endure much more than this … and was very much trained to deal with matters such as these.

[2011/01/20 13:53] Andro Muircastle: We may also have to gag him. He is doing his best to be annoying.

[2011/01/20 13:53] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): *Do we know who he is, Andro?

[2011/01/20 13:54] Andro Muircastle: I’ve been told he goes by the name of “Crow”.

[2011/01/20 13:54] Andro Muircastle: I don’t know much more than that.

[2011/01/20 13:54] Andro Muircastle: The man who recognized him said he is of the Black Caste.

[2011/01/20 13:54] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): nods. *He is lying, of course, about his real intentions.

[2011/01/20 13:54] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): ohh, yes? he was reconized then?

[2011/01/20 13:55] Andro Muircastle: One of the Scarlets said they knew him from the past.

[2011/01/20 13:56] Crow listens while he didn’t move much in this position. It was all about endurement and he had his time to learn. He doubted the scarlets had seen him … but than again his reputation had grown wide since he was MA of Ar.

[2011/01/20 13:56] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): Very well, then… an outlaw, posibly of the black caste, broke in our walls. That would be enough to have him dead

[2011/01/20 13:57] Andro Muircastle: Impalement?

[2011/01/20 13:57] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): nods

[2011/01/20 13:58] Andro Muircastle: Well, Magistrate, it is your call and your decision.

[2011/01/20 13:58] Zale of Vonda steps closer to the cell – *One more time, and the last.. Crow.. what you have to say in your defense?

[2011/01/20 13:58] Andro Muircastle: If you hand down that sentence, I will instruct the Scarlets to carry it out.

[2011/01/20 13:58] Zale of Vonda looks at Andro, waiting for the man to answer

[2011/01/20 13:59] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): *sounds like he lost his voice now

[2011/01/20 14:00] Zale of Vonda (zale.kletzel): Ubar.. I will need to talk to the one that captured him, as well as who recognized him, first

[2011/01/20 14:00] Andro Muircastle: So what do you direct us to do, Magistrate?

[2011/01/20 14:00] Crow listens to the two men, perhaps he was to old to reason with them. He didn’t fear death … he had cheated it already more than he could count. “I am surprised … you want to bring what in my defence ? None saw me enter the city … when I expressed what had happend … while I was heading out … I was arrested … and now you tell me I am considered to be an outlaw … that had no trail … ” he lifted his chin “If the city of Vonda desires to be a city without the true law … I am sure they will in time face the consequence.”

[2011/01/20 14:06] Crow noticed the scarlet enter again … and his eyes regard him. It was the one that had seen him leave without anyone harmed … and merely giving the suggestion that the defence of the city had been little. Crow himself held quiet not to tell what the scarlet had confessed to him while he mentioned the few guards. He wasn’t one that would safe his own skin for something as little as this.

[2011/01/20 14:07] Pyro Turbo: i come down from the infirmary sir and see this man inside the inner walls, past both gates and with shana by him. shana said nothin but we wore all black clothing. so i asked how he got in he didnt say anything. i asked who he was and his homestone and his cast, he just replied he was a black cast and i didnt need to know his homestone or name”

[2011/01/20 14:08] Pyro Turbo: i opened the gate to let him back out and then he said he was testing our defenses and said “all these defences and yet i can get in by a single rope”

[2011/01/20 14:08] Pyro Turbo: thats when i placed him under arrest by learning the nature of how he got in sir

[2011/01/20 14:09] Pyro Turbo: i bound him and placed him in these cells as to where he is today

[2011/01/20 14:09] Zale of Vonda nods

[2011/01/20 14:09] Crow nodded to the scarlet … “And might I add … that I didn’t fight the arrest nor this imprisonment.”

[06:46] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell frowns, wondering if he in this disguise of an old man, still could have the strenght to lift her up. The question would be a hard to answer since he wondered if even strong men that were half the age he pretended to have would be able. When the girl seems to be fine he nods slowly “Good girl … and oh … they have slaves that are noticed for even my old age.” he licked his lips, but quickly remembered that the glue that would keep his beard attached couldn’t have to much wetness. He reached with his hand and hoped it would look as if he was stroking his beard while he checked if it was still secure. “Can you show us a place to have a drink, pretty thing ?” he asks keeping he voice of one that properly had never heard of the stabilization serum on Gor.

[06:49] Eveline AshbourneEveline Ashbourne remains within a hare’s breath of his boot… just in case ne needed her. She looked up at Him and saw His hand reach for His beard… she holds her breath for a moment and looks up at Master to her left..”greetings Master.”she whispers

[06:50] dana Tehanidana Tehani well okay so he was old.. but lina liked the Man, least he knew beauty when he saw it.. So she batted her lashes at Him… making sure she looked as pretty as possible now, lina was a sucker for compliments and didnt care where they came from.. old young even senile men.. didnt care so long she got them and always fished for more.. “at least he got his vision” she told herself in a really low voice, then directing a sweet smile to Him “Yes Master!” she said eagerly.. “please do follow me” she said turning around, right at this point her huge ass would be revealed.. It was big, and probably weighed as much as a normal girl.. At least when she danced the fat shook all alone and she had to make little movements.. Lina walked up the stairs and bet the man was enjoying her backside view

[06:51] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell followed again making sure not to follow to quickly … he needed to look old and this far he seemed to do well in his disguise.

[06:53] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell grins “Well lassie you know your pace …”he says as if he was barely able to keep up with her. His eyes travel over her form and again there seemed to be that small grin on his features. OF course it was one of small victory … however she would clearly be able to read something else in it “Can you get me some milk deary ?” he asks Dana. He tipped his head towards the other girl “She isn’t familair here I fear.”

[06:55] dana Tehanidana Tehani grins a little.. She could see his desire for lina.. poor senile man, who could blame Him.. lina was such a hottie and sought after by everyone.. she turned around and wiggled her butt a lil, the fat swayed around and jiggled.. pursing her lips at Him.. Yeah so he was old, but so what, lina loved being made feel beautiful and wanted.. “Ofcourse Master” she said in such a cute lil tone, well sort of. She made her way to the counter and grabbed a goblet with her fat fingers, nothing could escape them.. grinning a lil and makes her way slowly to the cold room she opened it and poured the milk in the vessel..

[06:56] Eveline AshbourneEveline Ashbourne smiled at the girl and bites her lip hiding back behind His cloak again… she looked around as if she never had been here althought that was not the truth.. she glances back to the girl and smiles again.. her hand sneaks around His leg and rubs her cheek against it….

[06:57] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell nodded while he waved his hand to Eve “Lass … find us a seat hmm.” he tells her .. trying again not to give it that authority he normally held in his voice. Oh … it was far more hard to be all nice and old than he thought. Something about the business he was in, he wouldn’t ever get to that age … perhaps not that bad at all.

[06:59] dana Tehanidana Tehani gave the girl a look as she returned.. Lina aint no friendly girl and she disliked her already. Afterall, she dared laugh at poor injured lina when she fell.. her look changing quickly as she looked to the Man who was giving lina compliments and made her way to Him, actinglike the best kajira of Gor now, she wanted to fish out more compliments and walked to Him.. she descended to her knees, okay it took her quite a while and the milk did threaten to spill.. but lina was so sure He loved her beauty and charms and felt confident, finally she offered up the milk with fat arms ” Your milk Master” she said.. “For your pleasure” adding cuz she is a good slave and the likes

[07:00] Eveline AshbourneEveline Ashbourne saw his gesture and jumps up trying to find a good spot for Him….”yes my Master..” she speaks a bit harder so that it would seem that he had troubles hearing too..finds a good spot and waves her small hand..”over ehre my Maste!..”.. fiding a seat wit a wall behind His back

[07:01] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell smiles down and that was perhaps one of the most painful experiences. Not only he had to move muscles that were hardly used but the glue that kept the beard in place seemed to pull skin together that he never knew exsisted. “Ah pretty thing … can you bring it to the table … and give it that marvelous ritual of offering … you know ..” he paused “traveling the bowl over your beautiful body … pressing it to the heart and kiss it before offering and all ?” he started to walk slowly to the place Eve seemed to appoint to him.

[07:03] dana Tehanidana Tehani grinned happily hearing Him call her beautiful.. Old but wise indeed, she told herself and called out cheerfully “Ofcourse Master!” she said and rises to her feet with some difficulty, a bit of the milk spilling on her large boob without her noticing, she made her way to the seat.. very slowly.. slower than an old man but she figured she was fast since she made it before him, she was even so pleased with her speed that her eyes twinkled. Bet the man will see how he could never keep up with lina

[07:06] dana Tehanidana Tehani so now that he was seated, lina slid up the cup across her curves.. Freaking long journey thats what it was.. taking her sweet ass time before it reaches her big lips and kisses the side then stretches her arms to Him “Your drink Master!” she said, with so much pride in her voice like she just pulled off the best serve ever, adding “Speed of light seductive serve for You” for a good measure

[07:07] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell sits himself down, faking small sounds of discomfort. It would be something if one could make noise of bones that didn’t wish to cooperate, but he had no clue how he could pull that off. He turns to Dana and he was quite victorious that even she didn’t seem to recognize him. He grins while he tried to keep the wig and beard in place with a casual wave of his hand. “Deary … your name must be one of beauty and grace hmm… ” he states as to invite her to give her name “Sunflower … or … Rose or Iris ?” he guesses. When she offers the bowl he chuckles being the more kind and old bastard. “Oh I am pretty sure that this will be the best I ever had.”

[07:09] dana Tehanidana Tehani beamed so happily, lina believing any compliment she gets.. Realistic, unrealistic.. making sense or doesnt.. she believed it all.. And so she did with the old man she didnt recognize, she really didnt even realize lina knew him but she was so busy swimming in compliments now.. “Yes Master! it is!” she said proudly, obviously lina enjoying His words, blushing a bit and replied “my name is lina Master” she whispered, her eyes twinkling.. her grin so big now that it was too hard not to notice her happiness or the fact she wasnt always complimented so took in anything she could

[07:10] Eveline AshbourneEveline Ashbourne grinned and hid behind Him for a moment to straighten her face again.. she crawled a bit closer to Him and placed her hand on His leg… she looks at the girl and gives her a warm smile as she serves Him…She heard Him speak and giggles as she girl answers so.. happy and sparkling…

[07:12] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell nodded “Lina … surely a name of a princess … I would reckon.” he understood that he needed to do more to see if he could uphold that disguise he held. “Tell me pretty lina … you must be really important here.”

[07:13] dana Tehanidana Tehani eyes widen hearing the Man, she gasped.. “You are wise!” she said to Him “And.. yes yes I am!” she added, her eyes sparkling merrily she could hardly believe the words he was saying, she had always strived to hear them but the men here would never admit this “I’m elder city slave” lina said while she put her chin up now, her head close to exploding.. she was so sure and had no doubt she was the best…. Lina the princess sounded darn good

[07:14] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell nods again slow placind his hand on her upper arm and caressed it softly. Hoping she wouldn’t notice the strenght that was still there. “I am old and wise, deary .. but I can tell … and could tell instantly … Your beauty and well good manners are outstanding clearly an example for all.”

[07:17] dana Tehanidana Tehani nodded her head to Him, loving His touch.. his words.. she was thrilled and wiggled on her knees, her grin was so big now… full of herself, the Man had no clue lina would believe this at least few days and acts like the best thing that existed on gor, she cleared her throat now as tho what she says is so darn important “Thank you Master” she said simply, as though she was so used to such words, it was normal for lina to get all those compliments..course her body language said a whole different thing

[07:18] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell kept caressing her … traveling over her arm while his fingers stretched to well accidently, if that was even possible touched her one breast. “Well important slaves need to be treasured and I know most often they know all the important people that are about.” he said while now taking a risk by taking a sip of his milk. He would pray to any god to keep that beard attached.

[07:19] Eveline AshbourneEveline Ashbourne stayed quietly behind Him and looked around the tavern as if it was the first time she ever was here…She listened to His words and the responds back from the girl that was called lina and enjoyed the conversation. she looked up at Him as he takes a sip and holds her breath once more.. her fingers tighten behind her back and hopes all goes well…

[07:20] dana Tehanidana Tehani grinned happily, lina easily believing His excessive complimenting of her despite the fact it did seem strange.. but naa lina decided the man was wise and could tell lina was just the best, she wiggled closer to Him now, eyes glimmer as she took in all the compliments… nodding her head, “Why yes I do Master!” she said cheerfully not realizing the Man was probably getting at somewhere with her. For now, lina was happy to get complimented.. This was like the best ever!

[07:24] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell traveled with his hand, slowly over her arm again. Trying to atleast sent some shivers to her heat to make her more easy and perhaps less observant to himself. The beard thankfully remains intact when he places the vessel back to the table. “You must know … let me see if I can remember some names from memory.” he grins to her “Mind me … the memory is not as it once was … deary … but tell me Carter … hmmm …. Sig … hmmm… Trenzos … they must be here somewhere do they not ?” he asks as if he wasn’t certain. His eyes now were sharply upon her face they would note any doubt or lie of that he was certain.

[07:25] dana Tehanidana Tehani purred softly to Him, enjoying His touch.. she thought deeply of the names of those men, she indeed knew them ” I suppose Master..” she whispered tho lina truthfully didnt see many of those important men of Treve, being the simple Peasant slave she is.. she wiggled closernow, really getting nothing of what he was trying to do but loving His full attention to her not the other girl

[07:28] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell had his other hand available and used it to lift her chin slightly “Hmmm such a pretty slave might be really hard to keep here … I mean with all thiefs in the shadow … I wonder if I could ask you to tell one of them I might need them …” he mused “I mean such a beauty could easely be stolen before my messages would be delivered.”

[07:29] dana Tehanidana Tehani sighed deeply hearing Him and nodded her head ” That true Master” she said, grinning brightly as the Man said this. Once, lina was kidnapped but returned shortly after the man decided she was useless with chores.. she was getting comfortable with the Man now “I could try” she suggested like the good sweet slave she is, batting her eyelashes at Him, obviously loving all the attentions on her

[07:32] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell feigned to be touched by her willingness “Oh my .. your more like a queen hmm.” he traveled his hand to the back of her neck and pulled her closer but not harsh almost gentle. That was kind of a test on itself since Crow himself hardly had much patience or tenderness for slaves. He used them rather rough and to the fullest but pretending to be this old man … needed some softer and gentle approach he reckoned. “Could you tell this Trenzos … that an old aquintance from long time ago is looking for him ?” he asks while he tried to make the look one of lust upon her face.

[07:35] dana Tehanidana Tehani whimpered feeling His touch to her and even though he was old, all those compliments were giving lina a big head, she was easily falling for His trap.. She was a silly girl and compliments could do almost anything to her, her eyes twinkle brightly to Him “Yes Master I shall do that when I see him” she whispered, biting her lip a bit.. the Man is so sweet he must just want to say hello to Trenzos or something, lina never thought anything further of it than two friends meeting up.. lina being a good slave and allowing that to happen

[07:38] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell smiles and again he needed to ignore the painful experience from it. “Oh my … I know I am just an old man … clearly all the young warriors try to get your attention and all … but if you could tell him an old bird has arrived and seems to be in this fisher village .. he might guess who I am.” he grins “We like to play games … don’t want to make it to easy on him do we ?” he leans closer and desided that the pain of the glue was enough to assure him the beard would remain when he pressed his lips violent to hers. He knew that most often to let a slave put effort in a task was to make them remember to who it was they served.

[07:41] dana Tehani: Ofcourse Master” she whispered, hardly taking notice of the weirdness of it all or that two men liked to play a game.. all lina focused on was getting compliments, He seemed like a nice man and she liked Him being the silly girl she is.. feeling His lips pressed to hers, she kissed Him back figuring the poor old man needs some love and He must be so turned on by lina’s charms.. Little did he know, lina was just a peasant slave hardly wanted by high Caste.. she ofcourse believed she was the best and would never tell herself otherwise. she curled her arms around His neck..

[07:44] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell tried to kiss her more deeply, trying to get atleast that small moment of making an impression. He himself was told that his kisses were devine and well in an odd way fitting to his trade. His own girl had told him more than once that his kisses were to die for. When he withdrew from the kiss he chuckles “Oh deary … your to good to be true … really … that passion is clearly one that is hard to meet … ” he leans in a bit closer “I guess many girls are jaelous ?”

[07:47] dana Tehanidana Tehani was stunned at how good of a kisser the Man is and finally truly enjoyed His kiss so much, she moaned against His lips.. biting her lip as He broke it as He made her wanting more, she heard His words now.. What could be better than a kiss? well for lina its akiss then a compliment.. her eyes shimmering joyously now.. she had never been complimented so much.. immediately replied, feigning a sigh “Yes, Mster. very much so” she whispered to Him, trying to look all poor me,.. ” They dislike me cuz of the attention I always get Master.. I try to help and direct them but..” she shook her head slowly.. and sighed again to add to the drama sad effect

[07:50] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell nodded as if he completely could understand her point. “Hmm yes most often the best are having these issues.” he sighs with her. “I wish I was like the young god … I would take you within a second but I fear.” he paused for his own dramatic effect “that I couldn’t keep you as satisfied as I would wish.” he tipped his head down slightly to his center “It doesn’t work anymore.” he said feigning defeat. “Guess that comes with the age of me … that is why it is important that you deliver the message … I might not live long anymore.” he nodded to his own words “That I still do is a miracle on itself hmmm … hardly ever see men of my age … have you ?”

[07:53] dana Tehanidana Tehani sighed softly to Him, feeling bad for the poor wise man.. afterall, someone like him who knew beauty and elegance and understood lina so much, He just deserved to live. She peeked her gaze to Him, all sad now.. “I will send that message Master” she said, quite determined to help the poor man

[07:56] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell nodded “Deary … your such a sweet and beautiful girl.” he reached in his pouch that clearly never was in his reach and took a large piece of chocolate. It was nice to have that small market stall in the village he thought now. “Here … it is only yours ” he whispers feeling the annoying hairs against his lip “Don’t share .. it is your treat and I would really hate it to go to waste on others.” he said to her softly. He tried to lift himself up as the old man he posed to be “I better get back to the captain on the docks … but ” he gave some sounds of age he hoped. “hurry to the man … I don’t know how long I will be alive.” he said dramatic while he places his hand on her shoulder for some support.

[07:57] Clarese Kanya: “Greetings Master, kajira, please excuse the interruption. I will go if you wish.” she looks down to the carpet shyly.

[07:58] dana Tehani: Oh Master !” she sniffled hearing Him, feeling so bad for the old man.. well at least he got hislast moment with lina, surely He’d die with a smile.. her sweet gaze peeked to Him as she accepts the chocolate, Nita wouldnt know afterall the man wont live long enough to tell lina accepted food when she wasnt meant to. And the poor Man is so old and lina couldnt say no.. she took the chocolate but didnt have it yet.. “Thank you Master” she whispered, He had her really feeling bad for him

[07:59] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell nodded slowly while he moved terribly slow back to the dock to keep his disguise to the fullest. He could jump of victory but would keep that for a moment when he was alone. Clearly he didn’t wish anyone to know that even him being the killer he was had those noments of joy.

[07:59] Clarese Kanya: “Safe Paths Master.”
[08:00] Teleport completed from City Of Treve (240,10,22)

[08:03] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell waved to the captain in an amazing good mood and really seemed to have fun while he pulled the beard from his face while trying to avoid to cry out. The damn thing had worked long enough he figured. Pulling of the wig and muttering something about red definatly not being his colour he quickly made his way in the small room to get rid of his disguise.

[08:07] Melchior WardellMelchior Wardell walks into the tavern putting the sash back on his arm while he seemed to make funny faces because of the glue that seemed to keep that rather odd smile plastered to his face.

Crow had made his escape from Minus and the captain that he paid to wait for just this moment seemed eager enough to take him to the requested destination. “Are ya sure, Killer ?” he had asked when Crow had made the arrangements. Crow hadn’t given to much words on it, however looked forward to return to those lands that held many pleasent memories. The captain had shrugged and Crow not one that would ask to many questions had left it with that.

However now when he sets foot on the docks, he seemed to remember that question of the captain. It seemed quiet, but not the silence of what fear or danger often brought. Now it was this quietness of just empty and deserted. Crow had looked up seeing the Inn, however desided it was wiser to first get a renewed feel of the land.

It was quick that he noticed some tents, that seemed to be deserted and not used for long. No campfire seemed to hold fire and he had arched a brow “That is for the warm welcome hmm.” he said sarcasticly. After some time and of course calculated exploration, Crow learned that Ayr pretty much had become deserted. Killers had not returned from their hunts in long and some villagers had been either enslaved, taken or had left because there was no longer that coin to be made.

Crow had ordered Sparrow, his slave that he by coincedance had found in Minus, to put up a tent and make a fire. She had of course instantly complied and with the fire some had been tempted to check up with who had arrived. Slowly the words traveled : “Crow is back … Ayr has become alive again.”