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Post by black heart on Apr 27, 2006 11:29:20 GMT -5
*after what feels like an eternaty, tristram reachs his belongings, and grabs 3 of the 4 potions he has and downs them all, even this wasn't enough to completly heal hi9s wounds, to he rummaged around through his things till he finds some bandages and wraps them around his hand, fingers, and stomach.
he then looks to the bar and starts to slowly walk over and taks a seat next to the burt stranger and nagir, not even noticeing them.*
"I need something strong, and lots of it."
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Post by bluecommander on Apr 27, 2006 11:49:04 GMT -5
*looks slightly at Tristram slowly and looks back ahead and speaks weakly*"I would offer to buy you a drink but i'm afraid my funds are as exhausted as I am"
*clearing his throat now*"You may want to ask my benefactor here" *he points to Nagir with a burnt hand and thinks a moment* "say I don't know who you are"
*he pivots slowly with a grunt of effort on his stool to Nagir*
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Kain
Monarch of Nosgoth
Patriarch Vampire
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Post by Kain on Apr 27, 2006 14:12:50 GMT -5
"How rude of me, my name is Nagir and I am from up North. Just traveling down here in search of some business."
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Post by bluecommander on Apr 27, 2006 14:39:58 GMT -5
*takes a deep breath sitting upright and tries to wipe his scruffy hair back from his face with a charred hand*
*he softly speaks*"Nice to meet you Nagir. I'm Rakss and I thank you very much for the... ale..." *looks slightly behind him to see the ale finally on the wood and smiles slightly*
"ah and now to business" *he groans again to turn to the ale and greedily gulps half of it down*
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Kain
Monarch of Nosgoth
Patriarch Vampire
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Post by Kain on Apr 27, 2006 15:39:50 GMT -5
*he groans again to turn to the ale and greedily gulps half of it down* "Ah a man after my own heart. I see you certainly know how to treat your ale."
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Post by bluecommander on Apr 27, 2006 16:59:32 GMT -5
*laughs hoarsly a little and quietly says*"I've earned this ale, though you've certainly paid for it"
*holds up the mug weakly in a salute to Nagir with a charred hand*
*drinks a few more gulps out of the mug and squints around the bar seeing the scant few people in it. He lets out a few more strained words*"Not exactly busy is it? But i'm sure that will change soon enough"
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Reno
Deity
I can't have you do that. No one gets in the way of Reno and the Turks...
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Post by Reno on Apr 27, 2006 17:10:09 GMT -5
*Shortly thereafter, a few of the spectators from the fight outside enter the tavern, what with the excitement outside being over. Most of them are talking in nervous whispers about the battle. One man, a muscular blacksmith missing most of his left ear, approaches the bar.*
"Ay, bahkeep! A round o' mugs for mah chums 'ere! And one for this bloke 'ere, the one wot killed that monstah!"
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Post by black heart on Apr 27, 2006 17:25:22 GMT -5
"why thank you kind sir, though i can pay for it myself, i'll more than happly accept your charity!"
*after he's handed the mug, tristram downs the whole thing, from the look on his face, you can tell he's not used to the strong stuff, but he orders himself another mug anyway. tristram then turns to rakss"
"you look worse than i feel, what happened to you?"
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Post by bluecommander on Apr 27, 2006 17:35:39 GMT -5
*smile fading to a sour face he looks slightly over to Tristram*"We"*pauses and sighs*"I just all but killed myself in a battle"
*lifts his arms a little and looks down at them*"This is what happens when I go to far trying to do what is right and now I am not sure if I can be whole again"*Looks directly at Tristram with a piercing grey eyes now sadly*"Maybe that's the price you pay for going to far right?"
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Post by black heart on Apr 27, 2006 22:43:35 GMT -5
*tristram looks at him with all to understanding eyes, that look as if they've known more sadness than his usual disposition would let on*
"well, there are any a man of the cloth around to heal your wounds...though sometimes there are scars that you need to keep, in order to remind you why you fight, and why you continue to live each day."
*as he says this his eyes glaze over as his thoughts turn to his past, but after a second, his familiar arrogant smile returns and he gulps down another mug-o-mead*
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Post by bluecommander on Apr 27, 2006 22:50:44 GMT -5
*he nods solemly at Tristram and clenched his fists and says to himself*"Probably right"
*sighs and finishes the ale*"I think I will keep these... marks"*he says looking to his scarred arms*
*looking back to Tristram and speaking quietly amongst the growing noise of the inn*"what about you sir? I believe I walked right past your conflict. I apologize if I changed the outcome"
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Post by black heart on Apr 27, 2006 23:11:51 GMT -5
"apologize? I'm the one still alive aren't i? though if it makes you feel better, we...well, i didn't even notice you."
*another flash a pain glimpses over his face*
"i do truly wish i didn't have to kill, i appall it, no one has the right to take another's life...but it seems i have no choice most of the time."
**sigh**
*and tristram orders another mug of the strong stuff, becoming significantly and increasingly inebriated*
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Post by bluecommander on Apr 27, 2006 23:44:35 GMT -5
*turns slowly groaning once again towards the wood of the bar, positioned to look at Tristram and Nagir at the same time*
*quietly says to Tristram*"It never is any fun killing but sometimes it is neccesary. I don't know what happened out there but it sounded loud and in my experience you get little choice on who lives and dies when it gets loud"
*sighs and looks at the steady stream of berages then says to Tristram*"Hoping to drown your sorrows?"
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Post by black heart on Apr 27, 2006 23:57:40 GMT -5
*tristram looks at rakss will a drunken smile*
"well, i suppose you can say that, though *hik* its more that i want to banish the images in my head. i know my actions where justified, yet they still haunt me."
*by the look in his eyes, a far off and distant look, your not sure tristam was talking about what just happened today*
"but i've had enough of talking about myself for the day, please, tell me your story, who attacked you? and why?"
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Post by bluecommander on Apr 28, 2006 0:38:29 GMT -5
*looks into the past recollecting as he speaks softly in the noise of the place*"There were twelve of us that went to the lair of the lord whose name I care not to speak. We attacked him and his people before they would harm anyone else. I don't remember how long we were down there anymore. I don't remember how long we ate the foul that lived there for sustinance"
*pauses to collect himself and continues*"It started well with small raids, but the more we fought the minions the more we became overwhelmed and we started... falling. One by one until we were reduced to six. I rallied the survivors to making a run on the tower of the nameless lord and we made it... 3 of us made it"
*a tear rolls down his face as he stares off in the distance*"my beloved died in front of my eyes for his sadistic pleasure. Then there was only me and... him. I fought him for a long long time and just when I thought I would die of exhaustion I slew him" *he smiles bitterly*"...and then I fled and over the course of some time I made it to this place"
*he clenches a charred fist*
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