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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2015 1:12 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2015 7:57 pm
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Rex gave a slow nod as he finished off his second mug of ale and collected his third, adding a small tipple of his private stash to both of their mugs before he answered her, "The Church is making a big push for the island. They've been taking a few people to try to get information out of them. They sent the villagers they took back since they didn't have any information. They're currently in the care of a healer. Our resident gem-carver found out some key information. Adding that to what the shifter up at the castle brought back with himself and we now know where the Hunters are.
"There's going to be a rescue mission soon to get those that were taken back and take down the Hunters. Those up at the castle are really upset about the condition the villagers and that shifter came back in. While I understand that there's a time and place for torture, what those Hunters did to those people just ain't right. It was a miracle that Dev escaped at all, considering his condition when he got to the castle," he explained softly to her, knowing that she'd be good for the fight if she decided to take it on.
He signaled for another round of ale but left out his special brew from this one. After all, just one drink from the stuff was enough for anyone. Well, maybe not Lareth. That demon king could drink just about anyone under the table. Including Rex. Though not Sebastet, for some reason.
He got his mind back on track and considered everything he'd been told and decided to take a risk, "They're going the day after tomorrow..." he added, looking at her from the corner of his eye.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2015 9:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2015 10:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2020 9:00 pm
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Aeshma’s nose wrinkled in disgust as she wiped her bloody hands on the corpse in front of her. The idiot didn’t know how to take no for an answer. “Honestly, what kind of girl do you think I am?” she asked him, tsking under her breath. She wasn’t expecting a response out of the poor chap, but she had a bad habit of talking out loud to herself, so anyone who might have been passing by would have thought she was having a conversation with the recently deceased. As if she was that crazy…
Once her hands were semi-clean, the demoness used her fox fire to burn away the remaining vestiges of the blood, lighting up the small alleyway in a hellish blue light. Humming under her breath, she skipped out from between the two small buildings and out into the main road. There were several people who had witnessed the whole murder scene and made sure to give her a wide berth as she passed. She grinned impishly at them, and with a little finger wave she disappeared.
Popping into existence on the other side of the square, Aeshma looked around briefly but nothing exciting grabbed her attention. With a forlorn sigh, she trudged towards the little house like building that said, “Rex’s Tavern”. Perhaps this Rex fellow would be able to tell her where the fun was at in this mortal hellhole. Hell, even a good romp in a bed would be good at this point, since it had been several months since she’d last gotten laid. And the last guy had gotten too clingy, so she had to kill him. Shame too. It was hard to find a decent lay who had a big d**k and actually knew how to use it.
Stepping into the low light atmosphere, Aeshma took in the small number of patrons in the place with another put-out sigh. This looked like it was going to be a dead end too, but since she was already here.. With a sway to her hips, she sashayed her way to the bar where she jumped up on the wobbly barstool and motioned for the bartender. “Give me two shots of whiskey. Top shelf, good sir.” She said, flashing a dimpled smile as she did so.
ωɦε૨ε: Rex's Tavern ฬเtђ: Herself мσσ∂: Bored ωεα૨เɳɠ: Outfit and Hair (minus the purse)
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2020 9:32 pm
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Aeshma shot her two whiskeys back to back, sighing in pleasure at the burn at the back of her throat. It wasn’t the wine from home, but mortal whiskey had come a long way since she was first banished. “Another.” She said, slamming the two glasses down on the bar upside down. The bartender frowned slightly but lined up another shot for the young woman in front of him. No sooner did he finish pouring did she snatch the glass and throw that one back as well.
Letting out an unlady like burp, the crimson eye demoness wiped her mouth with the back of her hand before surveying the place again. Nope, she didn’t imagine it. “Man, this place is deader than a coroner’s office. Where is everyone at?” Aeshma said with a pout. It wasn’t fair. She had come all this way to find other’s like her or at least someone who could help her get back home, but so far the only thing she had accomplished was murdered two people, scared a couple of children and is now in the process of drowning whiskey in a practically abandoned bar. Humans sucked.
Turning back to the barkeep who was watching her with a curious gaze, she pulled out an amulet and slapped it on the top of the counter. “This place sucks. Where can a girl get something to eat around here? And please tell there is somewhere or someone in this god forsaken place that can repair this. My jewel is cracked.” The demoness said, pointing to a fractured emerald. The emerald was replaceable but the amulet it was in was not. It was the last piece of jewelry she had from her long-deceased mother. It was a precious family heirloom that had been passed down for millenia on her mother’s side. It showcased the fox clan she hailed from and was made from enchanted metal so as to never rust or break. Not to mention, it was also the only way to communicate with her last living sibling who was stuck in the demon realm with their sadistic father.
At the barkeeps nod, he started telling her about a man who fixed and sold jewels just a few shops over. He, the bartender, was about to send someone to bring this Cassius some food as was per their deal but thought she could bring it to the siren jeweler instead. “Well big guy, if you pack up double the food, I will run this errand for you. It’ll be like killing two birds with one stone.” Aeshma said with an amused chuckle.
Once the food was gathered, she listened to the barkeep give her directions before saluting in a very old human fashion and skipping out the door.
(Exit to Cassius Jewel Shop)
ωɦε૨ε: Rex's Tavern ฬเtђ: Herself мσσ∂: Bored ωεα૨เɳɠ: Outfit and Hair (minus the purse)
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2020 7:25 pm
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Talk is cheap
James Taggart
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As he walked through town his eyes were always scanning around, the people were moving about their carefree lives, most conversed amongst themselves as well as those still working or going about their business and a few glances coming his way whether they were out of mild curiosity or because of the branding on his shoulder was hard to say but he wouldn’t let it get to him, and eventually stopped in front of the tavern a moment before he went inside and noted there wasn’t very many around and simply found a table at a corner and out of habit sat down in a chair so that he could see the door and simply sat there. When someone approached him, he initially paid them little attention apart from giving his order of a strong drink as well as a meal and just sat there waiting. Eventually he was awarded when a couple of men came through the door and were looking around the tavern before their gazes stopped on him and knew they were likely looking for trouble, someone likely recognized his branding which told him that it was still in use even now, and casually laid a hand on a hilt of a throwing knife and watched as they approached him someone cautious and stopped in front of the table he sat at “stranger you’re a hunter aren’t you?” spoke up the lead man their stern looks told him they were indeed out for trouble and simply replied “afraid not” one of the others spoke up “but you wear their mark on your shoulder, how can you not be a hunter if you carry such a mark” James shrugged “simple because I’m not, this old thing means nothing, and any ties I may have had have long been broken” they grew more agitated as the lead spoke up “so you do admit you were one, I think you need to leave, you have no business here, especially since your kind always cause trouble for all of us here” James sighed and spoke up “I have no intention of leaving and breaking a promise to an elf” they paused for a moment unsure as to what to do at this point, it was obvious that none of them were armed, and any thought of potentially forcing him to leave might have been in question especially since they saw the sword on his back and while his posture was somewhat casual it was obvious that at least one noticed that he had his hand to his back.
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Let your actions speak for you.
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2020 7:42 pm
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About that time, a very large man moved up and clapped a hand on each of the other two's shoulders, making them jump then wince from the sheer force of the 'friendly' greeting, "Hey boys! Glad you made it in. I heard there's a load headed for the castle tonight. You can help out with that," he said simply then smiled and nodded to James.
"You just sit right there, sir. Your meal's comin' out shortly. Saw to it personally. The way I see it, if Sebastet herself can claim herself a Hunter as her first Mate, we can be accepting to those that decide to leave those idiots. And those that don'g like that idea," the two men gave another wince when his hands tightened on their shoulders briefly, "Well... They can take that idea up with Sebastet, personally," he added.
He released the two men and they simply got up and nodded, "Sure thing, Rex. See you in a couple of days," they said softly, looking a bit contrite as they made their way outside.
The big guy with the bushy beard waved over the barmaid he'd hired and smiled as his drink and meal were delivered with a wink from said barmaid, "Sara knows how to treat the customers. Go on and check on table four, sweetheart," he told her and watched her move off before looking back at James.
This time, he spoke in a softer tone so that they wouldn't be overheard, "Thank you for helping Layla. She's our only elf on the island, so I know why you were talking about. I also got word from one of the runners about Borias. So I'll let you know that you can go ahead and use the food supplies there, if you want. She can't cook, so they'll only go to waste. Also, I'll make sure to put you on my delivery list so that you'll get a good meal regularly. You're always welcome here. If anyone gives you trouble, just tell them to talk to Rex," he told him then moved on back to the kitchen to leave him to eat in peace.
In truth, no one knew what race Rex was. He came across as human, but was strong enough to toss drunk vampires and Were's out of the bar and was old enough to have opened the bar shortly after Sebastet took up residence on the island. So there were alot of questions about Rex that he never got around to answering.
Still, James had been given very public approval from someone that no one on the island wanted to get upset... And he'd been given a very good meal...
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2020 10:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 8:58 pm
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