Kahreem of Weet is back in jail! Actually he has just been released. Let us join him.
Frost Fall 22, 3E433 4:48 pmDays Passed: 75
Days Jailed: 14
Active Quests: 15
Quests Cmptd: 5
Bounty: 40
Infamy: 7
Items Stolen: 499
Hours Slept: 679
Hours Waited: 49After just one day, the Recalcitrant Redguard is released from jail to a warm, rainy night. The
Kahrem of Weet wastes no time stripping off his jail-issued shirt and tossing it onto the ground, right in front of the Castle Bravil's main door.
"There. You guys can keep that," he says with a smirk. "Ohhh, if Palonira could see me now
ha ha ha!"
Kahreem is glad it is night-time, and that it's also rainy. He is glad because he has just one final task to do before leaving Bravil, and it's a task he
must accomplish, even if he gets caught. The night will make it hard for folks to see him. The rain will make it hard for folks to hear him. ... And there's just one thing on his mind.
"Skoooma. Skooma in this town. So much skooma, I could
smell it in the air," he says, his heart already racing with fervor.
"Say it", says a guard coldly as he walks past.
"The night is young, guard."
Now that he's back on the street, Kahreem feels his old confidence again. Bravil's castle may have been too much for him to handle, but the actual houses in Bravil are dark, and seem easy to sneak around. Bravil's residences also feature plenty of flats, which are seperated into
levels. There are
three levels in total. It helps that the first place he plans to visit happens to be located on the very top.
"I'll be able to sneak up, and sneak in, the guard will never notice!"
Guards may have the streets of Bravil covered, but they don't seem to come to these top areas.
"Should be a
cinch!"
He makes his way quickly back to his home: an apartment formerly owned by City Swimmer. As he returns, he notes the twin watermelons he's left on each side of the door are still here. He waits a bit, and then sneaks inside of the dead Argonian's room.
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Middas, 11:36 pm
g-wop! ... g-wop!
Trenus Duronius stands outside of Bravil's most famous skooma den, having a sip of the drug.
g-wop!
It is raining out here, but Trenus barely notices. His clothes are soaked. He tries the door *
click* but it is still locked. As usual, he's been locked out of the den. Good thing he's still got a bottle to suck on, after all these hours.
Trenus Duronius ... is a skooma-sucker.
Over the past year, he's become wildly addicted to the stuff. He rarely eats. He rarely sleeps.
Skooma ... skooma .. got to get me some skooma. It's become almost a mantra in his life. His former friends have scattered. His former position in life, tarnished.
Trenus once lived a comfortable life in the Imperial City, waking early and spending time walking its various districts. Praying in the Temple of the One, and chatting with locals. But all that's in the past. Bravil has become his second home, and Bravil's top commodity has become his favorite pasttime.
g-wop!
...he has yet another suck upon his bottle. Unlike Kahreem (who prefers to drink it all at once), Trenus tends to suck lightly upon his bottles, making them last. The drug is ingested through his lips and tongue, and in this way he manages to keep a constant skooma buzz while he's here in Bravil.
Trenus is so engrossed in his habit, he fails to notice the Redguard who comes up from behind.
"Oh...hello. Sorry, didn't mean to frighten you. Kinda wet out here, eh?"
Kahreem has already started his evening off with a bottle of
Cheap Wine, and he's feeling the warmth within him now. He's wearing jail-issued pants, but has his enchanted fur skin boots plus a pair of leather gauntlets on, just in case he needs a little protection. And he's still shirtless.
"Go ahead, please", Trenus the addict says, trying to keep a steady tone in his voice.
"I'm Drels. Drels the Redguard, from the castle Bravil. Um...listen. See, I've got this writ. I need to serve a summons, here. The usual background stuff, one hand washes the other, and all that."
As the Weet Bandit communicates this, the man he speaks to can't help but bring his bottle (it's a BIG bottle, Karheem notices) back to his lips again and again.
"Amantius Allectus was killed during a burglary," says Trenus, his eyes completley bloodshot, his brain not entirely comprehending what Kahreem is telling him. "They say the house was ransacked."
"You don't say? ...An entire house ransacked? What a disgrace!" Kahreem throws his arms up in frustration, as though he's never done any ransacking himself ... "Well listen, friend. I'm going to need your help."
"Go ahead".
"This uh..... writ I need to serve. Skooma is illegal in Cyrodiil, did you know that? Of course you do, you're a smart guy. Anyways, Castle Bravil has sent me here, to follow through on few things. The count knows about the skooma, but is willing to let the whole matter slide, as long as a certain fee is paid, and that's my job. I'm going to need to go inside of this skooma den, and serve this writ, collect my fee, and be gone. ... Or the count's gonna shut down this skooma den."
At this, the skooma-addicted Imperial flinches. "I'm listening".
"I mean let's be honest, sir, this IS a skooma den, right? ...Here you are, sucking on the stuff right in front of me a
ha-ha ha-! But don't worry. I won't call the guards on you, if you promise to look the other way."
Kahreem spends several minutes buttering Trenus up, getting him on his side. It's a good step to take before breaking in.
12:44 amOnce inside, both Trenus and Kahreem quickly get to work. Trenus makes a quick snatch of one more bottle, and then leaves. Kahreem takes more time, searching the upstairs first, and then moving back down. The place smells of body odor and (of course) skooma. People are passed out upon several beds.
"Lots of folks live here. Strange. How do they get away with it?"
He finds an unlocked chest with three bottles of the stuff, grabs these, and throws them in his sack. Oddly there is a second chest, this one locked, but it does not contain any drugs. So this is it. Three bottles. Better than none.
Kahreem feels tempted to just open a bottle right here and gulp it down, but his plans are rudely interrupted.
"Welllll now, LOOK WHAT WE HAVE HERE!" a guard says, walking slyly in the skooma den itself. "I'm confiscating your stolen goods. Now pay your fine, or it's off to jail!"
"He went that way sir!" the Weet Bandit explains, pointing towards the door. "He's the man you're looking for! I saw him break in! Think he ran off with a buncha skooma!"
"Then PAY WITH YOUR BLOOD!" the guard replies, not believing this story.
SHINK!
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Turdas, 2:04 amOut in the field! .... Kahreem finds himself
running away from Bravil, armed only with a rusty daggar, while the guards make pursuit!
"You should have PAID THE FINE!"
As he rushes across the bridge, a guard strings his bow, aims and fires. Kahreem notices the Imperial skooma addict (the one who had
also been present during the skooma heist) is now calmly walking out of the town.
"DON'T ATTACK ME! ... HE'S THE ONE WHO'S GOT ALL THE SKOOMA! ARREST HIM!"
But the guards ignore Kahreem. The Weet Bandit runs out of Bravil with all his energy, a Redguard adrenaline rush fueling him on.
"No way I'm partin' with all this!" ...he says, eventually running upon a sandy beach. "Jail's gonna have to wait!"
He finally finds a large rock to hide behind. Once he feels he is safe, he has a look inside his night sack, and feasts his eyes upon his latest booty.
"Funny how that works. Skooma is an illegal substance, yet it's also illegal to steal it. Go figure."
He then takes a bottle in his hand, and contemplates just uncorking the damn thing right here and now.
This post has been edited by Renee Gade IV: May 5 2013, 03:15 AM