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The barbarian lifts the head of his trident, raising the dead rat. He slowly turns the tines left, then right. The rat's bulging eyes and lolling tongue seem to follow the darfellan's face. The fetid smell of the rat reaches Akilu's small nose and he curls his lip. He lowers the trident and...

Akilu grips the sharksin-wrapped haft of his trident and runs to intercept the foul rat. As he closes with the vermin, he glances at the dark fireplace, wondering if more will soon emerge. "TROUBLE BELOW!", he calls out over his shoulder and towards the stairs, keeping his black eyes on the rat.

Akilu emerges from the last door behind the bar, satisfied that there are no squatters or cutthroats who could cause trouble when someone's back is turned. He stares at the hole in the wall that he and his companions broke through. His thoughts stray past the opening, through the hovel on the...

Akilu runs a finger through the dust on the bar as he walks behind it. He approaches the first of the doors there and puts an ear to it.

In the sudden silence, Akilu's heavy breathing and low growl, which seem to animate his entire body, become noticeable. His companions' voices check the rise of his anger and he momentarily closes his eyes. He visibly relaxes and rolls his shoulders. The chair he lowers to the floor shows...

Akilu drops what remains of the table he held and glances around for other means to ward off the poltergeist's anger. He frowns at the lone chair within arm's reach. It takes a moment to bring the bucking chair under control, like trying to pull a dog out of a dogfight without getting bit...

Akilu snarls through sharp teeth and takes a step to the right, grabbing a bucking table and trying to swing it around into the path of the oncoming table. He hopes to hold something in the path of the rushing table to block it. "Triton's beard! Is that a voice? Garnet, you were so eager to...

Akilu's breathing is deeper than usual after smashing the door. Covered with a film of dust, he slowly rolls his shoulder to work out some of the dull pain there. For a long moment, Akilu stands distracted by the activity in the abandoned tavern before Maugra's faint words reach him. "Put us...

Akilu turns to follow Jossen back down the alley, but pauses as Vanden and Garnet uncover the hidden door. "Wait a moment, Jossen. We've found a hidden door." Triton's blood, why did Vanden call through the door? We've lost suprise, if we had it at all. Foolishness!, Akilu thinks to...

The scream and Jossen's reaction spooks Akilu. He instinctively snarls and drops into a defensive posture, his trident suddenly at the ready in a tight grip. Seeing Jossen string his bow, Akilu trots ahead of Jossen, just out of the human's line of fire. His black eyes strain to catch a...

"I'm starting to feel the same way. It's one thing to murder someone." He glances around the grisly scene with obvious distaste. "This is something else. Tell me, Jossen, why go to the Watch? They've shown little interest in these murders so far. That means that they don't care or they've...

If Jossen is going to be alone, Akilu volunteers to stay with him. Akilu's big on not leaving anyone alone. :)

"It seems this murder occurred recently. Longcoat may still be out and about. No one should be alone. I'll go with Maugra." Akilu turns to Vanden. "Take someone with you, Vanden. After all, you don't even have a dagger to put between you and Longcoat," he says with a glint in his black...

"The Watch? Maybe they'll finally start earning their coppers once they see. Still, it's no way for someone to die." "I see no problem in getting the Watch, but do we need to be here when they arrive? I doubt they'll take a liking to us poking our noses around murder scenes. Let's do what...

Akilu takes a couple of slow steps forward. Memories flash unbidden to mind. High tide in the pre-dawn light...they came with their harpoons and serrated spears...blood splashed the walls of the darfellan huts...wide, shark-toothed mouths overwhelming the village...dismembered and disembowled...

Glancing over his shoulder to make sure that Maugra is bringing the lantern, Akilu follows the old woman.

Akilu looks over the haggard woman who has captured the group's attention. After hearing Garnet's reply, he pieces most of the missed conversation together. "It's your money, Vanden, but I'd do as Jossen suggests. Longcoat's got The Docks' attention, but he's likely not the only murderer in...

Akilu holds up two fingers and is about to echo his request verbally when Garnet's cry from outside stops him short. He reflexively tightens the grip on his trident and swivels his torso. After a moment's hesitation, he takes a few steps and stands a pace or two outside the bakery. He surveys...

Akilu hesitates in the doorway for a moment, rain-wet hand lingering on the door handle, as the old whore mentions how the ghost's mood has recently improved. Why does a ghost feel better as new killings have begun? The heat of the bakery is a mild irritation, since it will excessively dry his...

Akilu's bare feet leave wide prints as he walks the sandy street. Since the return of Longcoat, he has taken to wearing his seashell-studded leather cuirass and breeches when he leaves his home. Rivulets of water run down between the shells and along the sharkskin-wrapped handle of his...