To Heir is Human II - Playground Options

[The Metal Mallet]

Flint Ironwood, trading.

Flint thought over the offer for just a second.
,,Glass, eh? I like Glass. I need some to patch up my old armour. Sure, let's trade."

Flogir, Trading

"Excellent! Just let me get my glass out of my cart and then I'll see what I want for it," Flogir said, excitment tinging his words as he jumped down from the wagon and went towards his cart.

It was then that he caught on to what Flint just said.

"You all ready have some Glass Armour, eh? Do you happen to have it? I would like to see it."

[Lord Revan]

Karn, Pirating (not the sea kind)

The wagon was almost past the tree when the horse caught whiff of something....... not right. It came to an abrupt halt and swung its head from side to side anxiously. The old Imperial codger that had been directing the coach stood up yelling, and was about to goad it with his whip when something brushed his shoulder. The man turned around and found himself looking up at a tall handsome Dunmer; for reasons he couldn't grasp, he was speechless and felt very afraid. The Dunmer grinned malevolently, and stepped forward, the man felt something sharb stab into his stomach. And looked down panic-stricken, the Dark Elf had impaled him with a deadric sword.
The elder man looked back at the handsome face again and coughed up blood. The Dunmer pulled the blade out and the man fell off the wagon.

Karn glanced in disgust at his now bloody chest Old fool, he thought. And began rumaging through the wagon. After ten minutes of searching, there turned out to be near to nothing valuable in the wagon but food. Then the man's remains had a letter on it.

Grandfather,

I hope you decide to attend the party in Chorrol on Loredas evening. You'll just love it, and Countess valga will most certainly want to meet you.

Mary

Karn looked back at the corpse, Indeed I think I shall, because this could be quite interesting.


OCC: ok first glimsp of Karn, I hope everyone hates him and wants him to be brought to justice

[jack cloudy]

Luper Alkad, tavern.

Luper was drinking, but he wasn't drunk...yet.
He casually threw down fifty-five septims and continued his drinking when he heard a wood elf say something.
,,Wood Elves, they're so annoying." He thought.

,,HEY, DON'T FORGET YOUR RING. THE IMPIES PUT IT IN THE BARREL! NO DRESS IS COMPLETE WITHOUT YOUR STUPID RING!" He shouted at the elf's back.


Flint Ironwood, demonstrating.

Flint nodded.
,,As a matter of fact, I do have it." He said before whipping out a small silver dagger and making a cut in his clothes. The green gleam of Glass revealed itself.
,,Three layers, the first is some soft padding, the second is the actual glass armour itself and the third is some decent clothing for when you don't want to intimidate people. Though maybe I should have picked a different colour than black for that. It has slightly less protection than the traditional Glass armour but it is a lot more silent." He explained before fixing the gap he'd created.

,,I'm a smith now, I haven't always been one."

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir

An impressed look crossed Flogir's face. "That is some fine glass there. It does make me curious about why you would need such a thing, but if that bothers you I understand why you wouldn't want to talk about it. I too, have had a past life that is difficult to speak of..." he trailed off, eyes loss in past memories for a moment.

They regained focus once more. "...Oh! The glass! Right, hold on a second and I'll grab it," Flogir said hurrying to his cart and rummaging through his contents. Finally he pulled what looked like rods covered in burlap. Flogir pulled back the burlap to reveal 5 piece of green glass ore.

"So how many do you want?" he asked, smiling.

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood, making his offer.

Flint carefully inspected the glass.
,,Well, I'd say that two pieces should be enough though I think I'd like to take three if you don't mind. Just take whatever you want in return."

He then smiled.
,,And about my previous profession. I was a bodyguard of sorts. I have to thank my armour for getting me through that mess with assassins and spellhappy mages." He said. It was the truth, yet he didn't say that before becoming Brianna's unofficial bodyguard, he was a thief.

This post has been edited by jack cloudy: Nov 6 2006, 06:17 PM

[minque]

Rann

"What are the chances?" he said aloud, but it had a double meaning. I just had to be a cook today. he berated himself.

He really didn't want to work in the kitchens, but he didn't exactly want to be caught in the middle of his lie either.

"Tell you what - you go ahead and I'll meet you there in a few minutes. I have to stop by my house and get something."

He was under the impression that she was trying to get a date out of him, and for some reason he wasn't attracted to her in that way.

Satyana

Satyana smiled, obviously Rann sthought she wanted to date him or something, she always felt it when a man feared something like that. But her aim was nothing of the sort. Deep inside she was almost certain that he was her brother, but she did not let the knowledge show at all. Strange thing he didn´t notice the similarities beween them! But then again, men, especially young ones normally did not notice things like that.

She realised he felt awkward towards her and that made her sad, all she wanted was to retrieve some kind of family, and finding a brother would be a wonderful thing! She decided to try to make it clear that he had nothing to fear from her in the sense of dating! Not that she would have minded though! She always ve had a soft spot for Dunmers!

"Ok Rann" She said, "I´ll be off then, see you later, oh and make sure to bring in some firewood when you come, we´re always short of it, please?"

She waved goodbye, mounted her black stallion and headed towards the Castle

[Dantrag]

Satyana

Satyana smiled, obviously Rann sthought she wanted to date him or something, she always felt it when a man feared something like that. But her aim was nothing of the sort. Deep inside she was almost certain that he was her brother, but she did not let the knowledge show at all. Strange thing he didn´t notice the similarities beween them! But then again, men, especially young ones normally did not notice things like that.

She realised he felt awkward towards her and that made her sad, all she wanted was to retrieve some kind of family, and finding a brother would be a wonderful thing! She decided to try to make it clear that he had nothing to fear from her in the sense of dating! Not that she would have minded though! She always ve had a soft spot for Dunmers!

"Ok Rann" She said, "I´ll be off then, see you later, oh and make sure to bring in some firewood when you come, we´re always short of it, please?"

She waved goodbye, mounted her black stallion and headed towards the Castle

"Sure." he replied before walking off. He felt bad for lying, since he had no intention of actually going back to the kitchens, but he felt like he had to get out of that situation.

He entered his house (that was closer to the size of a closet) and sat down in his chair. He was fighting himself, debating whether or not he should actually go.

OOC:

Not that she would have minded though! She always ve had a soft spot for Dunmers!

That's kinda gross. They're related.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Nov 6 2006, 10:39 PM

[The Metal Mallet]

Flint Ironwood, making his offer.

Flint carefully inspected the glass.
,,Well, I'd say that two pieces should be enough though I think I'd like to take three if you don't mind. Just take whatever you want in return."

He then smiled.
,,And about my previous profession. I was a bodyguard of sorts. I have to thank my armour for getting me through that mess with assassins and spellhappy mages." He said. It was the truth, yet he didn't say that before becoming Brianna's unofficial bodyguard, he was a thief.

Flogir

Flogir was quite intrigued that the smith had once been a bodyguard, evidently for someone important if he had to deal with assassination attempts and mages. His respect for the Breton grew just from the fact that he was being honest with him. But now, he had a deal to make.

"Hmm... for three pieces I think a fair trade would be 2 of those Steel Longswords, that Iron Spear, and 3 Steel Daggers," he said, listing off his demands.

[minque]

"Sure." he replied before walking off. He felt bad for lying, since he had no intention of actually going back to the kitchens, but he felt like he had to get out of that situation.

He entered his house (that was closer to the size of a closet) and sat down in his chair. He was fighting himself, debating whether or not he should actually go.

OOC:

Not that she would have minded though! She always ve had a soft spot for Dunmers!

That's kinda gross. They're related.

Satyana

Satyana first went to the stables to see to the horse, there was always someone there who could help out, she felt bad about not naming the horse yet but she´d eventually come up with a name somehow.

Wonder if he really shows up? Somehow I think he wasn´t honest with me, darn it what´s the matter with him? Doesn´t he want to know of his family? Or doesn´t he know at all that he most certainly has a sister..

She decided to slip him out of her mind, there was too much work to do and the other kitchen-maids and cooks were already at work. Satyana went into the kitchen and started out with the hors d´oevres, rolls made from hackle-lo leaves with crabmeat inside. Then there were the desserts to attend to...

Not much time to consider about odd family-relations that perhaps not even is gonna happen!


OOC: Remember she wasn´t at first sure he was her brother! Her thoughts about not minding dating him was not related to their kinship! Just the fact that he´s a good looking dunmer, nothing else!

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann ended up deciding not to go. He did, however, leave some firewood in the kitchen and still managed to get out unnoticed.

While he was in the castle, he decided to pay the countess and his father a visit. He wanted to know what was going on.

He saw the same stranger again, this time their roles were reversed. He was entering while the other was exiting.

Rahvin was already speaking with the countess, and Rann couldn't get close enough to hear without being scolded for eavesdropping. That thought made him realize the fact that he needed a clever excuse to explain his presence other than sheer curiosity.

He continued to wait, straining to hear what they were saying.

[Lord Revan]

Ian, Castle Chorrol

The young assassin walked past him without comment, and ian continued unimpeded. Something is wrong, he thought. He stood there mere feet from the door, contemplating. He couldn't have something to do with this could he? Ian furrowed his brow, If it is him, then this whole situation is going to Oblivion.

He remained motionless despite his unease, should I tell anyone, or should I deal with this quietly.
Ian clenched and unclenched his fist in frustration and helplessness.....

[Soulseeker3.0]

Luper Alkad, tavern.

Luper was drinking, but he wasn't drunk...yet.
He casually threw down fifty-five septims and continued his drinking when he heard a wood elf say something.
,,Wood Elves, they're so annoying." He thought.

,,HEY, DON'T FORGET YOUR RING. THE IMPIES PUT IT IN THE BARREL! NO DRESS IS COMPLETE WITHOUT YOUR STUPID RING!" He shouted at the elf's back.

Sodsa, Tavern

Sodsa stopped right at the door and turned around, facing the man who yelled at him, "What in Oblivion was that!? Was that suppose to be an insult? Because if so you failed miserably." Sodsa leaned up against the wall next to the door, "I could think of better insults in my sleep."

[Dantrag]

Ian, Castle Chorrol

The young assassin walked past him without comment, and ian continued unimpeded. Something is wrong, he thought. He stood there mere feet from the door, contemplating. He couldn't have something to do with this could he? Ian furrowed his brow, If it is him, then this whole situation is going to Oblivion.

He remained motionless despite his unease, should I tell anyone, or should I deal with this quietly.
Ian clenched and unclenched his fist in frustration and helplessness.....

Rann

"I don't know what your problem is," Rann said, turning around to face the man that stood there staring at him. "But you're going to have to stare at someone else right now."

[Channler]

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan grew rather bored a grooming his horse, sure she enjoyed it, but he sure didn't. "Why can't you groom yourself?"He thought to
himself rather wistfully and then stored the brush away. It was getting darker and he supposed the party would be beginning sooner, then later.

With the money he got from his sold crossbow he purchased a set of much finer clothes then what he would normally wear, however they were still fairly utilitarian. A straight fronted jerkin with matching pants, and a belt to ad a bit of flavor. He thought he looked rather dashing, but figured he still couldn't leave his sword behind and quickly strapped that on as well.

After suiting up, Jonathan made his way to the castle, and after a short engagement with the guards he managed himself in the courtyard, aware that few people had arrived.

This post has been edited by Channler: Nov 7 2006, 12:51 PM

[Lord Revan]

Ian

That commant was so off-target that Ian managed to clench his fist harder (to stop himself from burst into laughter). Oh, by Akatosh, that boy has quite a bit to learn. The regaining his composure he returned to the matter of Karn.

Yes, he is definitly coming, but not for me this time....... maybe it would be best to keep my silence and wait until the time is right. Then nodding to himself, Ian walked through a small bedroom in the Great hall to change, the room was clearly unused so there would be no unwelcome guests.

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Nov 7 2006, 05:03 AM

[jack cloudy]

Luper Alkad, messing around.

Luper turned around on his stool to face the elf. A misschievous grin crossed his face. Those who knew him would have taken their distance right now.
,,Oh, but it isn't you. Sorry, I thought you were someone else. Someone like your bignosed criminal brother. Whatever, you treekissing bugfaced shorties all look the same. And you're all as annoying as a Cliffracer with Telvanni Bug Musk." He said in a mocking tone.
,,And maybe you want to go to sleep? I'd love to hear those insults of yours."


Flint Ironwood, finishing the trade.

,,Deal. I'll throw in this bag with throwing darts, they're on the house. I always use them for pinning paper to the wall, rather odd really." He said as he collected the various goods Flogir desired.

After receiving the glass, Flint looked at the sun.
,,Well, it appears that the event is about to start. I've got to be going. Perhaps we'll meet again at the castle?"

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Dalrus Varus, Chorrol

Dalrus carried the last barrel over to the courtyard of the party, with the help of ragnar. They had their booth of ale right where people would arrive in the courtyard. Dalrus looked around for something to do. Satyana would be in the kitchen, however, Dalrus wished to see her, being her best friend an all. She saw Jonathan and walked over to him.

"Hey" she said smiling at the young man. "I wasn't sure if you were coming"

[Channler]

Dalrus Varus, Chorrol

Dalrus carried the last barrel over to the courtyard of the party, with the help of ragnar. They had their booth of ale right where people would arrive in the courtyard. Dalrus looked around for something to do. Satyana would be in the kitchen, however, Dalrus wished to see her, being her best friend an all. She saw Jonathan and walked over to him.

"Hey" she said smiling at the young man. "I wasn't sure if you were coming"

Jonathan Constantine

"Oh my dear, I figured I'd stay for a little while.. After all, who could give up such a splendid party?" Jonathan exclaimed only half truthfully. He figured that he would feast on the various foods and ales, and then whilst everyone was drunk out of their stockings he'd enter their homes and become a very rich man. After all, he had a bit of experience in it and Dalrus added a... nice distraction.

This post has been edited by Channler: Nov 7 2006, 07:43 PM

[Soulseeker3.0]

Luper Alkad, messing around.

Luper turned around on his stool to face the elf. A mischievous grin crossed his face. Those who knew him would have taken their distance right now.
,,Oh, but it isn't you. Sorry, I thought you were someone else. Someone like your bignosed criminal brother. Whatever, you treekissing bugfaced shorties all look the same. And you're all as annoying as a Cliffracer with Telvanni Bug Musk." He said in a mocking tone.
,,And maybe you want to go to sleep? I'd love to hear those insults of yours."

Sodsa Hekal, Tavern having fun
Sodsa saw the grin and forced himself not to bring one of his own into the fray. "Well, I'd have to say I've finally hit your creative streak, and I thought all Redguards were thoughtless blokes who only knew how to swing a sword or two around their head, I'll give you that much." Sodsa just then noticed that they had everyone's attention in the bar, well except for that one old guy in the corner who was ogling at the new barmaid.* Sodsa kicked himself off the wall and walked up face to face to Luper and finally let his smirk join into the party.


*ooc:yes this has no relevance what so ever to anything (Jack you and i are the only ones here at the moment right?) and as you can see Sodsa's taunts are all bluff and no bite:D

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Dalrus, Chorrol, Castle Party

"Well thats good, i hope more people show up" she gave Jonathan a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Have some ale, its on me" she said pointing to her booth. People were now arriving and dalrus smiled at her friend Frainya. This would be a fun night!