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Dec 11 2006, 09:49 PM
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QUOTE(minque @ Dec 11 2006, 02:49 PM)  Satyana, looking at horsies
She had been polite to Jonathan´s father, nicely asking him if she could get a good horse, he told her to look around and pick one out. She really loved horses...always had. She made her choice at last, a dark gray mare who looked at her in a friendly way....she thought!
"So Mr Constantine, can I have this one?" she asked smiling
Algren Constantine"My dear, if my son sent you by all means, take her! And please, just Algren." He smiled and opened the screen door to his house. Inside he was busy cooking and what not. Some would think it work for servants but Algren was rather headstrong and he liked cooking. "Please, please. Take a seat!" Algren began passing out bowls, plates and silverware. And within many a quick moment soups, breads and galore were on the table. "Eat, and be blessed" Jonathan ConstantineJonathan walked up the steps to his house, the one that he would possibly inherent from his father, and with a step of confidence he strode in the doorway.
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Lord Revan |
Dec 11 2006, 11:07 PM
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QUOTE(minque @ Dec 11 2006, 02:58 PM)  Satyana, very pleased
"Look guys...food! We need some fortification before we head on right?
She quickly went inside.....to see if she by any way could be of assistance
Issac Realizing that he too was starving, Issac agreed to food. "Great, I'm in need of some nourishment!" But he didn't follow Satyana inside, becuse he didn't now how to cook a decent meal. So he sat down on the porch and went to work on repairing his swords. Ian Though not exactly pleased that they'd forgotten their horses, Ian didn't react overtly, but just sighed in tired way and settled down beside Issac, and restrang his bow. Might as well make as much use of this time as we can......This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Dec 11 2006, 11:35 PM
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Soulseeker3.0 |
Dec 11 2006, 11:45 PM
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Sodsa Hekal - outside on the porchSodsa smiled at the thought of food but sat on the porch, resting his back against a post. "Could you guys call me.." Sodsa noticed a few people outside, "Us when its all ready, I can cook but it wouldn't be to good, trust me." He laid his head back on the post and sighed. Looking around, Sodsa noticed Issac repairing his swords and noticed he couldn't remember the last time he'd fixed his daggers up. Sodsa first grabbed for his most prized dagger, one that he 'received' from a bandit. Pulling the ebony blade from his boot, Sodsa took his pack from his back and placed both in front of him. After a minute of looking, Sodsa got his sharpening stone (yeah i know it's suppose to be a hammer  ) and started sharpening the blade to its former glory of days past. edit: Mah name. i had [ i ] instead of [ b ] This post has been edited by Soulseeker3.0: Dec 11 2006, 11:46 PM
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Lord Revan |
Dec 12 2006, 02:23 AM
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Ian, showing his stuff
After a few minutes of attaching and reatteching his bowstring, ian was satisfied by its strength. He pulled a couple of arrows out of his quiver, and got up. He noticed the many empty bottles littering the ground and scooped one up.
Setting it on a fallen tree trunk, he strode back to the porch. Ian turned and nocked the first arrow, drawing it back to its limit, and making some adjustments with his aim. One had to take into acount the wind and of course, the distance the arrow would travel.
He peered intently at the bottle and let the projectile fly. The arrow soared and smaked into the bottle knocking it from its perched, direct hit from several meters. I guess I still have enough left in me to be a great archer still......
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Dantrag |
Dec 12 2006, 02:57 AM
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Joined: 13-February 05
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Rahvin
"Well if it isn't my second favorite body to inhabit." he greeted. "You remember Brianna, Sadril. You may or may not remember Sadril, Brianna." he said for a lousy introduction.
"So what brings you here?"
Rann
Rann saw Ian's shot an walked over to pick up the bottle. It was terribly cracked, but miraculously intact.
"Nice shot." he complimented, placing the bottle on the stump again. "Try this." he said, sticking one of his arrows inside the bottle so that the tip was sticking far out.
"Think you can shoot the arrowhead off from there?" he asked, his voice hinting at competition. He had never tried this himself, having just come up with the idea, but it seemed fun and he figured he could win.
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ShogunSniper |
Dec 12 2006, 03:07 AM
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QUOTE(Dantrag @ Dec 11 2006, 10:57 PM)  Rahvin
"Well if it isn't my second favorite body to inhabit." he greeted. "You remember Brianna, Sadril. You may or may not remember Sadril, Brianna." he said for a lousy introduction.
"So what brings you here?"
Sadril" Second favorite?!" he replied sarcastically, quickly swing himself around in his chair so he was sitting in it backwards and bringing it closer to Rahvin's table. "What's that supposed to mean?" he retorted, a wide grin on his face. Sadril didn't have many people he'd truly call his friends, Rahvin may have been one of the few. He nodded to Brianna, seeming to recall that the most Sadril had gotten to know her was scaring her to death in some cave shortly after Jadier's murder. "I actually bare grim news... Do you happen to know who is behind the disturbance in the East?" He asked, making it seem as if the question was relavent to the 'grim news' he was about to discuss.
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Dantrag |
Dec 12 2006, 03:12 AM
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QUOTE(ShogunSniper @ Dec 11 2006, 09:07 PM) 
Sadril
"Second favorite?!" he replied sarcastically, quickly swing himself around in his chair so he was sitting in it backwards and bringing it closer to Rahvin's table. "What's that supposed to mean?" he retorted, a wide grin on his face. Sadril didn't have many people he'd truly call his friends, Rahvin may have been one of the few.
He nodded to Brianna, seeming to recall that the most Sadril had gotten to know her was scaring her to death in some cave shortly after Jadier's murder. "I actually bare grim news... Do you happen to know who is behind the disturbance in the East?" He asked, making it seem as if the question was relavent to the 'grim news' he was about to discuss.
Rahvin It was confidential information according to the countess, but it wasn't as if he paid her much attention anyway, so he decided to bite. "No, I don't, but my son went with some others to find out." he answered. "Why? I assume that your news pertains to this?"
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ShogunSniper |
Dec 12 2006, 03:25 AM
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QUOTE(Dantrag @ Dec 11 2006, 11:12 PM)  Rahvin
It was confidential information according to the countess, but it wasn't as if he paid her much attention anyway, so he decided to bite.
"No, I don't, but my son went with some others to find out." he answered. "Why? I assume that your news pertains to this?"
Sadril"It very well could," Sadril answered, knowing full well that it didn't. He leaned in close and said in almost a whisper, "My sources have told me that Veric has returned. It was by pure coincidence that I ran into Flint in the Imperial City. From there I learned that two of the children of Brianna," nodding to Brianna, as if Rahvin didn't know what was going on, "and your children too?" he asked with raised eyebros, still a little confused on that matter, "Were travelling with him. Or he with them, whichever. "I figured since Veric tried to kill them in the past he would seek them out now, so I figured it would be best to let you know. I also thought my best bet of finding Brianna would be with you, wouldn't want to leave her in the dark about the fate of her own children." He was about to ask about the other child, the one he had yet to meet, but held it in for a momoent, not wanting to appear overeager.
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Lord Revan |
Dec 12 2006, 03:28 AM
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Ian, getting philisophical
Ian shrugged, "Thanks, if you think about it, Rann." He lit a hackle-lo, from his bag. "The entire world is one big arena, and every creature, no matter how docile, is competing one way or another. Animals compete for food, water, survival, and a whole host of other reasons......."
Ian took a large whiff "We sentients on the other hand, compete for rather...... less practical reasons." He paused for emphasis. "Money, heirarchy, amusement, in away it makes us all arrogant, and that is a major factor in corruption."
The Imperial took a final puff of the burning hackle-lo. "Sure, but there are things that are beyond our reach in life; knocking off an arrowhead is not one of those things. It will be a friendly competition between two archers."
Issac
Watching his father's exchange with Rann with interest, Issac set down his katana and sat on his knees. After years of living with him, Issac knew that Ian was also trying to tell Rann something underneath all his words. He couldn't tell if he was trying to dissuade Rann on his ideas of large-scale change, or just imparting some healthy wisdom and insight. In the agent's line of work, change was made by subtle actions, politicians stood in front of large crowds telling them biased versions of the truth to sway the public's opinion. At least not Ocato, or Uriel Septim..... He mused.
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Dantrag |
Dec 12 2006, 03:35 AM
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QUOTE(Lord Revan @ Dec 11 2006, 09:28 PM)  Ian, getting philisophical
Ian shrugged, "Thanks, if you think about it, Rann." He lit a hackle-lo, from his bag. "The entire world is one big arena, and every creature, no matter how docile, is competing one way or another. Animals compete for food, water, survival, and a whole host of other reasons......."
Ian took a large whiff "We sentients on the other hand, compete for rather...... less practical reasons." He paused for emphasis. "Money, heirarchy, amusement, in away it makes us all arrogant, and that is a major factor in corruption."
The Imperial took a final puff of the burning hackle-lo. "Sure, but there are things that are beyond our reach in life; knocking off an arrowhead is not one of those things. It will be a friendly competition between two archers."
Issac
Watching his father's exchange with Rann with interest, Issac set down his katana and sat on his knees. After years of living with him, Issac knew that Ian was also trying to tell Rann something underneath all his words. He couldn't tell if he was trying to dissuade Rann on his ideas of large-scale change, or just imparting some healthy wisdom and insight. In the agent's line of work, change was made by subtle actions, politicians stood in front of large crowds telling them biased versions of the truth to sway the public's opinion. At least not Ocato, or Uriel Septim..... He mused.
Rann "I agree totally." he replied, putting an arrow to his string. "But there are also those who choose to ignore the corruption around them." He fired and missed, interrupting his reply with a curse. "Anyway, the way I see it, those people are just as bad." Rahvin"And who would your sources be?" he asked, knowing full well Sadril's tendency to try straddling the fence between opposing sides. He also knew enough to guess that there were quite a few half-truths in there, if not outright lies.
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Lord Revan |
Dec 12 2006, 03:42 AM
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QUOTE(Dantrag @ Dec 11 2006, 08:35 PM) 
Rann
"I agree totally." he replied, putting an arrow to his string. "But there are also those who choose to ignore the corruption around them."
He fired and missed, interrupting his reply with a curse. "Anyway, the way I see it, those people are just as bad."
Ian "True," Ian replied to Rann as he nocked his arrow. "But that is why our kind exist isn't it, to mop up after other's corruption; to profit from our work in the shadows rather then in broad daylight? He peered critically at the arrowhead and released his. It came close but just barely grazed the stem below the head itself, still the arrow held fast. "As it is said, only the gods are perfect. In a way it is our imperfection that makes us powerful." This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Dec 12 2006, 03:48 AM
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Soulseeker3.0 |
Dec 12 2006, 03:47 AM
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Sodsa Hekal - Watching and conversing
Sodsa saw Rann and Ian having their competition. After putting his daggers back away, he meandered over with his bow over his shoulder. "Hmm, a bit philosophical for a simple competition?" Sodsa smiled and looked at what they were aiming at, seeing the arrow tip almost cut off.
"Care if i watch? If anything i can bribe you with some brandy." Sodsa pulled his hand out of his cloak, revealing three bottles of brandy. "Courtesy of the Imperial City."
edit: it sounded blocky imo
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ShogunSniper |
Dec 12 2006, 03:53 AM
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QUOTE(Dantrag @ Dec 11 2006, 11:35 PM)  Rahvin
"And who would your sources be?" he asked, knowing full well Sadril's tendency to try straddling the fence between opposing sides. He also knew enough to guess that there were quite a few half-truths in there, if not outright lies.
Sadril"The shadows, of course," Sadril replied matter-of-factly, "Their eyes watch ceaselessly." The way he worded his reply made it unsure whether 'The Shadows' were people working for Sadril, or actual shadows. Regardless, it was obvious he was avoiding that topic. "Not that my source matters," he lowered his voice even more, "What matters is the fact the Ocato was murdered hours ago, there is some sort of force building in the east and Leyawiin has reportedly been burned to the ground. All this coincides with my report of Veric's return," at this point Sadril surprised himself at the amount of information he collected and smiled inwardly. "The empire has begun crumbling right under our noses and in only a few hours at that. Veric showed such an interest in the children's life before they were born, he even spoke of some prophecy. Now I worry for their lives as well as the fate of the Empire."
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