The common room below was now packed, every seat taken, even men leaning against the walls in clumps, talking amongst each other in hushed voices. Evidently, news of the gleeman had traveled quickly and such visits were rare in a village the size of Sarel. Serving maids walked between the tables, trying to find their way through the crowds however possible, while Master Jaemin tried to appease the crowd, reassuring them that certainly, the gleeman would be coming down soon.
Xanthe walked down the stairs pretty much unnoticed. Her features were fairly plain, and most of her beauty was in her youth, the unmemorable face serving her well in passing unnoticed from her targets. Or anybody, really. One might wonder if at times she wished she were noticed more, though.
The serving maids did not appear to be wearing any particular uniform aside from the white aprons they had tied around their waists, and Xanthe figured that after removing the wide hat she wore tied atop her head by her coloured scarf, and which clearly marked her as an Illianer, her own dress would suit just fine, if she could obtain one of those aprons.
As she thought on this, a hush fell over the crowd. The gleeman, Sammil Vatrek, had appeared atop the staircase, and the townsfolk were looking at him expectantly. Without warning, Sammil vaulted over the railing, landing agilely below, right beside one of the inn's two hearths. The fireplace was decorated with green branches, and a flames roared within to ward off the lingering winter chill. For a second, staring at that hearth, cold sweat ran down Xanthe's back, as they reminded her of her dream, and she looked away.
Sammil, on the other hand was staring into the flames, and reached his hands down, as though to warm himself. Descending into the common room as well, Maravin had a second to wonder what the man was doing, when suddenly the gleeman withdrew his hands, flames burning from his fingertips. The villagers gasped, and one of the Amadician soldiers nearest to Sammil hurried to his feet, ready to toss his drink in an attempt to extinguish the gleeman, but the Cairhienin man laughed, and gestured emphatically, his movements trailing red light in the dimly lit inn. "Let me tell you," he said, drawing a fiery circle around his face with his fingers, "about Old Wil and his pact with the Aes Sedai." His voice resounded in the small inn, making it feel like a booming hall in some castle. Everyone was now staring at him. It was a good choice of story for Amadicians, that one.
Laughing at the show, Maravin loudly - and rudely - ordered the largest jug of wine the inn could offer, a demand which was only belatedly acknowledged as the innkeeper, and even the cook, were staring at the gleeman in awe.
Sammil Vatrek has succeeded at a Perform Skill Check (14+8=22).
Xanthe walked down the stairs pretty much unnoticed. Her features were fairly plain, and most of her beauty was in her youth, the unmemorable face serving her well in passing unnoticed from her targets. Or anybody, really. One might wonder if at times she wished she were noticed more, though.
The serving maids did not appear to be wearing any particular uniform aside from the white aprons they had tied around their waists, and Xanthe figured that after removing the wide hat she wore tied atop her head by her coloured scarf, and which clearly marked her as an Illianer, her own dress would suit just fine, if she could obtain one of those aprons.
As she thought on this, a hush fell over the crowd. The gleeman, Sammil Vatrek, had appeared atop the staircase, and the townsfolk were looking at him expectantly. Without warning, Sammil vaulted over the railing, landing agilely below, right beside one of the inn's two hearths. The fireplace was decorated with green branches, and a flames roared within to ward off the lingering winter chill. For a second, staring at that hearth, cold sweat ran down Xanthe's back, as they reminded her of her dream, and she looked away.
Sammil, on the other hand was staring into the flames, and reached his hands down, as though to warm himself. Descending into the common room as well, Maravin had a second to wonder what the man was doing, when suddenly the gleeman withdrew his hands, flames burning from his fingertips. The villagers gasped, and one of the Amadician soldiers nearest to Sammil hurried to his feet, ready to toss his drink in an attempt to extinguish the gleeman, but the Cairhienin man laughed, and gestured emphatically, his movements trailing red light in the dimly lit inn. "Let me tell you," he said, drawing a fiery circle around his face with his fingers, "about Old Wil and his pact with the Aes Sedai." His voice resounded in the small inn, making it feel like a booming hall in some castle. Everyone was now staring at him. It was a good choice of story for Amadicians, that one.
Laughing at the show, Maravin loudly - and rudely - ordered the largest jug of wine the inn could offer, a demand which was only belatedly acknowledged as the innkeeper, and even the cook, were staring at the gleeman in awe.
Sammil Vatrek has succeeded at a Perform Skill Check (14+8=22).
The first rule of being a ninja is "do no harm". Unless you intend to do harm, then do lots of harm.
~Master Splinter
Victorious in Bergioyn's legendary 'Reverse Mafia'. *MySmiley*
~Master Splinter
Victorious in Bergioyn's legendary 'Reverse Mafia'. *MySmiley*
The Glowing Embers
- 21/09/2009 05:39:05 AM
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Sounds interesting, too bad it's too late to join(unless it's not.) Good luck guys *NM*
- 21/09/2009 05:48:58 AM
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Sounds like some of us got a little creative this time. Fun.
- 21/09/2009 12:35:02 PM
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Yeah ...
- 21/09/2009 05:58:22 PM
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guess i'll RP
- 22/09/2009 12:16:22 AM
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Alrighty then.
- 22/09/2009 12:45:30 AM
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call me
- 22/09/2009 01:39:15 AM
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"Maravin?"
- 22/09/2009 02:03:23 AM
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"Xanthe,"
- 22/09/2009 03:21:16 AM
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"I am Delat,"
- 22/09/2009 08:33:16 PM
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"well im always up for killing,"
- 22/09/2009 10:51:19 PM
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"I don't make the bloody commands...
- 22/09/2009 11:40:50 PM
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"Very well."
- 22/09/2009 11:56:04 PM
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"Brute strength will get us nowhere,"
- 23/09/2009 02:18:35 AM
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"Arson wouldn't work well."
- 23/09/2009 03:43:17 AM
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"No, we will not do poison."
- 23/09/2009 08:06:49 PM
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Xanthe crosses her arms.
- 24/09/2009 12:11:50 AM
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Fine, but you do it,"
- 24/09/2009 12:25:03 AM
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"The manner in which these men die is irrelevant.
- 24/09/2009 02:06:49 AM
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Horizontal Scroll Avoidance
- 24/09/2009 03:33:59 AM
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Splitting up and getting to work.
- 24/09/2009 05:23:54 AM
1456 Views
so, does anything else happen?
- 27/09/2009 04:34:14 AM
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We're waiting on you and Katie to perform your actions. *NM*
- 27/09/2009 04:45:55 AM
806 Views
Mostly Darth_Katie.
- 27/09/2009 05:34:32 AM
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Alrighty, here we go.
- 27/09/2009 06:25:03 AM
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At the kitchens...
- 27/09/2009 07:38:15 AM
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Xanthe is disappointed, but not ready to give up yet.
- 27/09/2009 04:44:48 PM
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Re: Xanthe is disappointed, but not ready to give up yet.
- 27/09/2009 09:32:22 PM
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You're in the kitchen and you have the apron. What now? *NM*
- 29/09/2009 12:38:42 AM
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Oh, sorry ...
- 29/09/2009 01:39:49 AM
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Re: Oh, sorry ...
- 29/09/2009 03:39:05 AM
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Dodging the horizontal scroll...
- 01/10/2009 10:05:05 PM
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The gleeman returns to his story...
- 03/10/2009 04:15:10 AM
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Maravin stands there
- 03/10/2009 06:12:09 PM
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Xanthe is furious.
- 03/10/2009 06:35:43 PM
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Tian stays in the common room...
- 03/10/2009 10:46:52 PM
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Things get under way...
- 04/10/2009 07:37:31 AM
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Tian releases his grip on his sword...
- 04/10/2009 01:15:06 PM
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Down in the common room...
- 04/10/2009 08:25:04 PM
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Sammil rushes down the steps, hoping to catch the Tinker before he does anything stupid.....
- 04/10/2009 08:31:27 PM
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"Fool,
- 04/10/2009 08:46:14 PM
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"Very well then, let's make this quick.
- 04/10/2009 08:56:39 PM
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Screams
- 04/10/2009 11:06:31 PM
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"Bloody hell, that didn't work at all.
- 04/10/2009 11:26:59 PM
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"not much point in staying here,"
- 05/10/2009 02:15:25 AM
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Tian steps down from the steps, sword drawn...
- 05/10/2009 09:44:00 PM
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They're both gone already. *NM*
- 06/10/2009 02:07:43 AM
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OoC: Heeeheeheee
- 06/10/2009 02:23:39 AM
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Maravin is running with sammil
- 06/10/2009 03:38:31 AM
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"Before we continue, we should probably find where that girl ran off to...." *NM*
- 06/10/2009 04:02:43 AM
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OoC
- 06/10/2009 04:10:40 AM
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so yea lets search for her *NM*
- 06/10/2009 05:39:27 AM
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"Well then, let's get searching."
- 07/10/2009 08:31:00 PM
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Yeah, I'm just waiting to see what Napoleon does. *NM*
- 08/10/2009 12:20:06 AM
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Ok...
- 08/10/2009 03:33:31 PM
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Regrouping
- 10/10/2009 04:59:18 AM
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"By the way tian,"
- 10/10/2009 04:51:34 PM
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"I wonder where you got such an interesting and creative question."
- 10/10/2009 07:22:43 PM
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"I'm up for some Whitecloak slaying.
- 10/10/2009 08:17:57 PM
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Xanthe agrees, and followers her companions through the woods as quickly as possible. *NM*
- 15/10/2009 12:04:48 AM
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Be sure to tell me when you've done with your roleplaying so I can move on to the next scene. *NM*
- 12/10/2009 08:50:15 AM
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I think I'm good to just go with you, F-T. *NM*
- 14/10/2009 10:36:05 PM
768 Views
Yup, I think we're good.
- 15/10/2009 12:05:31 AM
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So get in on that freeform thing! *NM*
- 15/10/2009 03:13:13 AM
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And get creative! *NM*
- 15/10/2009 03:13:23 AM
701 Views
So many demands, geez!
- 15/10/2009 03:55:13 AM
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All right, I should have something up before the weekend. Crazy busy lately. *NM*
- 15/10/2009 04:00:09 AM
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