The Story Of Kiln The Wanderer, Chapter 7 and on... Options

[Kiln]

Alright for anyone who wishes to read the first six chapters, here's the link: http://www.waiting4oblivion.com/forums/ind...p?showtopic=675
I would recommend reading them, they're likely the best of the story.
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Chapter 7

Kiln walked around town pointlessly until dark, he wasn't tired. He couldn't help but wonder what trouble York was in and how he needed his help. He walked back towards the Eight Plates and entered.

Tomorrow he would go to the fort. It would be an awkward return even though he'd heard Larrius had left days before, off to Gnisis for his evaluation. Larrius was quite corrupt, perhaps he'd been discovered.

Kiln sat with Rami and the drunks listening to them laugh and sing. He stared at Rami's face when she wasn't paying attention, amazed at her beauty. The most popular drink was likely flin but he drank what he always had, the bitter but effective mazte.

He poured more of the drink for himself, watching the brown liquor flow softly from the opening and into the tall mug. At the moment everything seemed perfect but things never stayed like that for long in his experience.

In the morning he would get his armor repaired, buy some supplies and food and wait until the following day to meet York at the fort.

Kiln opened the journal and read more of it's pages,

"Today I talked to Caius again, he wants me to speak with some stupid orc in the mage's guild about doing a favor or something, I'm nothing but an errand boy I swear..."

Kiln thought for a moment, he'd met with the same orc...strange how their paths had led together so many times but it was probably nothing. For now he would sleep and worry more about that later, he put the journal back into it's pouch and lied it beside the bed.

Rami walked in lying down beside him and he fell into a deep sleep holding her close to him.
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Sorry it's so short but my pain meds suck and I'm getting off soon.

This post has been edited by Kiln: Feb 16 2006, 05:15 PM

[Kiln]

Kiln awoke the next day and slowly crawled out of bed trying not to wake Rami from her sleep. He collected his things and slowly closed the door behind him.

The drunks were back already, Kiln laughed as he walked to the doorway and left the building. It was already past noon by the look of things, he'd definately slept in later than he'd hoped.

He staggered through the street towards the armorer's shop nearby and opened the door slowly. He was greeted by the elf behind the counter,

"Hello, welcome to my shop...do you need something in particular sir?" he asked politely

"I'll just have a look about if you don't mind." Kiln replied looking over the various types of armor

"So...why do you need a new set of armor? If you don't mind me asking that is..." the wood elf said trying to start a conversation

"No reason...just thought I might get into a little mercenary work." Kiln said not revealing anything, mostly because he didn't know

"Really? Are you searching for new armor or would you like repairs on that chestplate of yours?" he asked clearly trying to find any way to make a profit

Kiln looked down at his chestplate, untied the straps, and lied it on the counter.

"How soon could you have this done and how much would it cost me?" Kiln asked

"I could have it done by sunset at least...maybe sooner. I could do it for about eighty gold." he said looking the armor over

"Eighty gold? I could buy a new chestplate for less than that. Forty." Kiln said trying to get a better price

"Fifty...sounds fair to me." the armorer said

"Fourty five and no higher." Kiln said

"Fine then, fourty five it is...I'll have it done by sundown" he said as he picked up the chestplate looking it over

Kiln was satisfied so he went to the next order of business, new clothing. His current clothing was horribly ripped and torn all over, it was time for a change.
He walked up the stairway in the center of town and into the clothier's shop.

Milie was such a nice woman and he regreted all the times he'd stolen from her previously but those days were behind him now. After a while of looking around the shop and asking prices and such he agreed to pay her for some common looking brown pants, a shirt, and new shoes.

They weren't anything special but they were a step up from what he'd been wearing so he was happy, he went around looking at various shops until nightfall when he went to pick up his chestplate.

"Here you go." the short bosmer said as he handed Kiln the chestplate

"This is...very good." Kiln said, amazed at the work

"It's as good as new, spread the word of my work friend." he said as he accepted the money for the repairs

Kiln paid him sixty gold instead of the agreed fourty five and left the shop towards the Eight Plates. He walked in and laughed as the drunks danced and Dulnea glared at them,

"Get off my table!" She yelled madly at the drunks

The random things that happened at the pub made it Kiln's favorite spot to stay. He watched as Dulnea went upstairs into the store room and came down with a broom, swatting at the three men dancing on the table until they came down.

She continued to yell as he went down to his room where Rami was sitting on the bed. He knew he would have to explain to her that he was leaving soon, but could not find the words. He laid down, worried and unable to sleep.
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I hated having to go through these days in my story...I wish I'd had York say "Meet me tomorrow" rather than two days...just slows things down too much...

This post has been edited by Kiln: Aug 19 2005, 07:21 AM