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<blockquote data-quote="Spider_Jerusalem" data-source="post: 2227356" data-attributes="member: 5507"><p><strong><span style="color: RoyalBlue">"Thief!"</span></strong></p><p></p><p>Torious turned his attention away from Milo and the annoying little man, finding instead his eyes wandering across the crowd. His Aasimar eyes quickly picked out the face of the man in red from the previous evening, though he was now dressed in polished red platemail and a dark crimson cloak. </p><p></p><p>Lyle was nowhere to be seen. The man pushed through the crowd towards a stall on the far side, angrily shoving anyone aside who offered resistance.</p><p></p><p>Milo gazed at the wares that Mikka lay before him, wonders of many different kinds arrayed before him, each just begging to be investigated. Mikka cycled quickly through his portable shop, praising the best points of each item and detailing a brief history. </p><p></p><p>Milo only listened to the stories behind the strangest looking ones. An elaborate dagger that leaked blood when held, a set of silver boots that could not be moved once a special word was spoken, an intricate mechanical spider that burned gems to make light, a glowing red ring with the power to throw fire… the list went on and on but soon Milo was overloaded with things he wanted.</p><p></p><p>Milo sadly explained he hadn’t enough money even for the smallest of the items; a thin headband that Mikka said could control ants. Mikka shook his head and muttered a curse under his breath. </p><p></p><p>Milo apologised for wasting his time but thanked the trader anyways, promising he would find him when he had enough money for something.</p><p></p><p>Mikka stood slowly, brushing dust from the back of his pants and rolling his items up into a small bundle that was surely too small to accommodate such a range of things. With a sigh, Milo turned his attention back to the minotaur. Mikka, seeing that nobody wass watching, took a few sideways steps towards the distracted Torious. </p><p></p><p>Suddenly remembering the heavy dwarven gem, Milo shouted to Mikka to come back, only to turn and see Mikka silently digging through Torious’ travel bag. With a yelp he jumped to his feet.</p><p>“Thief!”</p><p></p><p>On the far side of the square, Thalin walked out of the general store with all the items necessary for the trip and craned his gaze towards the fountain, only to see his companions were chasing an ugly little man across the fountain and into the crowd. Thalin shouldered the skin of equipment and hurried to see what was going on.</p><p></p><p>Torious swivelled to see Mikka digging through his bag. Torious gave a celestial yell and hefted himself onto the fountain, drawing his longsword, <em>Justicar</em>. </p><p></p><p>The crowd turned as Torious flared his birth scars, sending a blaze of brilliant light across the trading square. Mikka screamed like a girl and took a running jump into the crowd, his little form disappearing entirely from sight as the crowd swallowed him.</p><p></p><p>Milo grabbed his crossbow from the ground, and thinking of the fun to be had with a chase, launched himself after Mikka with a whoop of excitement. Torious bellowed a challenge from the heavens and dropped off of the fountain edge and into the crowd, shouting for them to get out of the way.</p><p></p><p>Mikka pushed through the last of the crowd. The thief found himself pressed himself against the pen of the minotaur. Milo jumped through moments later. Mikka was already climbing up the pen side, looking for another place to jump from. </p><p></p><p>With a roar, Torious burst from the crowd and slid his longsword into the thief’s trailing leg. Mikka crashed through the pen side fence. The two men slid to a halt directly under the minotaur's monstrous form. With a blast of scorching breath from its nose, the minotaur raised a cloven hoof to crush the two men under him.</p><p></p><p>Thalin, having lost Milo and Torious in the crowd had returned to the fountain and watched the chase from a better viewpoint. With the help of Dariel, who circled only meters above the thief, Thalin watched as Torious broke through the pen fence. Without a thought, his hands blurred into action and familiar words spilt forth. </p><p></p><p>Two icy shards streaked from Thalin’s cloak. Despite the distance to the minotaur, they unerringly struck the minotaur in the chest. The minotaur reeled back in pain. Torious and Mikka scrambled desperately to the side of the pen.</p><p></p><p>With a sinking feeling, Thalin watched the icy blast from his spell seep across the minotaur’s chest and onto the shackles around its waist.</p><p></p><p>Torious stood shakily to his feet and whirled to face Mikka, “You have been judged by Tyr! You cannot…”</p><p>“Fly, you fool!” shouted Mikka as he clutched his leg. </p><p></p><p>The minotaur swung with a heavy clawed fist but swiped only air. Mikka had knocked Torious to the ground. Torious landed heavily but rolled to the side as the minotaur’s other fist crunched into the ground where he had been. </p><p></p><p>Mikka jumped to his feet and grabbing Torious’ arm, limped for the pen gate. The minotaur bellowed and charged at the retreating men. For a moment the chains held the beast but the central shackles snapped like twigs as the minotaur thrusts forwards again. Sprinting through the gates, Torious and Mikka ran into the quickly dispersing crowd as the minotaur thundered to its freedom...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Spider_Jerusalem, post: 2227356, member: 5507"] [B][COLOR=RoyalBlue]"Thief!"[/COLOR][/B] Torious turned his attention away from Milo and the annoying little man, finding instead his eyes wandering across the crowd. His Aasimar eyes quickly picked out the face of the man in red from the previous evening, though he was now dressed in polished red platemail and a dark crimson cloak. Lyle was nowhere to be seen. The man pushed through the crowd towards a stall on the far side, angrily shoving anyone aside who offered resistance. Milo gazed at the wares that Mikka lay before him, wonders of many different kinds arrayed before him, each just begging to be investigated. Mikka cycled quickly through his portable shop, praising the best points of each item and detailing a brief history. Milo only listened to the stories behind the strangest looking ones. An elaborate dagger that leaked blood when held, a set of silver boots that could not be moved once a special word was spoken, an intricate mechanical spider that burned gems to make light, a glowing red ring with the power to throw fire… the list went on and on but soon Milo was overloaded with things he wanted. Milo sadly explained he hadn’t enough money even for the smallest of the items; a thin headband that Mikka said could control ants. Mikka shook his head and muttered a curse under his breath. Milo apologised for wasting his time but thanked the trader anyways, promising he would find him when he had enough money for something. Mikka stood slowly, brushing dust from the back of his pants and rolling his items up into a small bundle that was surely too small to accommodate such a range of things. With a sigh, Milo turned his attention back to the minotaur. Mikka, seeing that nobody wass watching, took a few sideways steps towards the distracted Torious. Suddenly remembering the heavy dwarven gem, Milo shouted to Mikka to come back, only to turn and see Mikka silently digging through Torious’ travel bag. With a yelp he jumped to his feet. “Thief!” On the far side of the square, Thalin walked out of the general store with all the items necessary for the trip and craned his gaze towards the fountain, only to see his companions were chasing an ugly little man across the fountain and into the crowd. Thalin shouldered the skin of equipment and hurried to see what was going on. Torious swivelled to see Mikka digging through his bag. Torious gave a celestial yell and hefted himself onto the fountain, drawing his longsword, [I]Justicar[/I]. The crowd turned as Torious flared his birth scars, sending a blaze of brilliant light across the trading square. Mikka screamed like a girl and took a running jump into the crowd, his little form disappearing entirely from sight as the crowd swallowed him. Milo grabbed his crossbow from the ground, and thinking of the fun to be had with a chase, launched himself after Mikka with a whoop of excitement. Torious bellowed a challenge from the heavens and dropped off of the fountain edge and into the crowd, shouting for them to get out of the way. Mikka pushed through the last of the crowd. The thief found himself pressed himself against the pen of the minotaur. Milo jumped through moments later. Mikka was already climbing up the pen side, looking for another place to jump from. With a roar, Torious burst from the crowd and slid his longsword into the thief’s trailing leg. Mikka crashed through the pen side fence. The two men slid to a halt directly under the minotaur's monstrous form. With a blast of scorching breath from its nose, the minotaur raised a cloven hoof to crush the two men under him. Thalin, having lost Milo and Torious in the crowd had returned to the fountain and watched the chase from a better viewpoint. With the help of Dariel, who circled only meters above the thief, Thalin watched as Torious broke through the pen fence. Without a thought, his hands blurred into action and familiar words spilt forth. Two icy shards streaked from Thalin’s cloak. Despite the distance to the minotaur, they unerringly struck the minotaur in the chest. The minotaur reeled back in pain. Torious and Mikka scrambled desperately to the side of the pen. With a sinking feeling, Thalin watched the icy blast from his spell seep across the minotaur’s chest and onto the shackles around its waist. Torious stood shakily to his feet and whirled to face Mikka, “You have been judged by Tyr! You cannot…” “Fly, you fool!” shouted Mikka as he clutched his leg. The minotaur swung with a heavy clawed fist but swiped only air. Mikka had knocked Torious to the ground. Torious landed heavily but rolled to the side as the minotaur’s other fist crunched into the ground where he had been. Mikka jumped to his feet and grabbing Torious’ arm, limped for the pen gate. The minotaur bellowed and charged at the retreating men. For a moment the chains held the beast but the central shackles snapped like twigs as the minotaur thrusts forwards again. Sprinting through the gates, Torious and Mikka ran into the quickly dispersing crowd as the minotaur thundered to its freedom... [/QUOTE]
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