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<blockquote data-quote="Ipissimus" data-source="post: 3614336" data-attributes="member: 41514"><p>Shae was the last to arrive outside the stables. She found her three new compatriots waiting for her already mounted and eager to set off. It had taken most of the night and some of the morning to choose proper attire. In the end, she'd settled for her tight leather pants tucked into soft boots, a corcet and lacy long-sleeved white tunic with red highlights completed the ensemble and her cloak warded off the morning drizzle. Strapped to her hip was a plain and functional rapier, though she had several other blades hidden about her person that she much preferred to the long blade.</p><p></p><p>Jacith spurred his horse next to hers as she loaded her mount. "Being late may be a woman's perogative, my dear, but this is a professional operation..."</p><p></p><p>"I'm not late," Shae retorted, "and you can shove that 'my dear' up your backside, Jacith." Mounting the horse with smooth and practiced grace she ignored the evil eye their 'fearless leader' was giving her. "Well, gentlemen, shall we move on?"</p><p></p><p>Nodding curtly, Jacith signaled the other two to move out with a wave of his hand.</p><p></p><p>They travelled north through the town, past the Arena, to exit the north gate. To their right, several bridges crossed the river and entered the slums where no-one in their right mind ventured willingly. The Arena had been closed due to the rain though several Monks of Dire hunger still patrolled and cared for the slaves. Other than them, however, the streets were deserted.</p><p></p><p>"We're being followed," Shae whispered.</p><p></p><p>"I see him," Jacith replied, "about thirty yards back, blue lips, tattered finery."</p><p></p><p>"Sticks out like a sore thumb," Dukar chuckled. "Blue lips, you say? He's a Sannish addict. What business would someone like Kedward Bone have with us?"</p><p></p><p>Jacith gave him a sharp look. "What makes you think he's involved?"</p><p></p><p>Dukar shrugged. "There's his tower over there. Everyone knows he uses the hoplessly addicted as patsys and minions and he's one of the few in Scuttlecove the Holy Triad allow a modicum of real power."</p><p></p><p>"Seventh Coil?" Shae asked the unspoken question.</p><p></p><p>"No," Zeladi shivered. "Kedward Bone has no need for shadowy networks, he practically controls the drug trade in the south seas."</p><p></p><p>"You've met the man?" Jacith pressed.</p><p></p><p>"Yes," the necromancer visually shivered, "and it's not an aquaintance I'd like to reknew. Friends, my stock in trade involves dark magic, unholy pacts and raising the dead. Kedward Bone counted my master as a friend and ally and yet our meetings with him were more harrowing than my time as a pirate. Trust me, he would balk at being lower than anyone else in any heirarchy, he is manifestly unsuited by temperment to be anything but dominant in any relationship you could concieve. Waiting upon the whims of hidden masters would be unthinkable."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ipissimus, post: 3614336, member: 41514"] Shae was the last to arrive outside the stables. She found her three new compatriots waiting for her already mounted and eager to set off. It had taken most of the night and some of the morning to choose proper attire. In the end, she'd settled for her tight leather pants tucked into soft boots, a corcet and lacy long-sleeved white tunic with red highlights completed the ensemble and her cloak warded off the morning drizzle. Strapped to her hip was a plain and functional rapier, though she had several other blades hidden about her person that she much preferred to the long blade. Jacith spurred his horse next to hers as she loaded her mount. "Being late may be a woman's perogative, my dear, but this is a professional operation..." "I'm not late," Shae retorted, "and you can shove that 'my dear' up your backside, Jacith." Mounting the horse with smooth and practiced grace she ignored the evil eye their 'fearless leader' was giving her. "Well, gentlemen, shall we move on?" Nodding curtly, Jacith signaled the other two to move out with a wave of his hand. They travelled north through the town, past the Arena, to exit the north gate. To their right, several bridges crossed the river and entered the slums where no-one in their right mind ventured willingly. The Arena had been closed due to the rain though several Monks of Dire hunger still patrolled and cared for the slaves. Other than them, however, the streets were deserted. "We're being followed," Shae whispered. "I see him," Jacith replied, "about thirty yards back, blue lips, tattered finery." "Sticks out like a sore thumb," Dukar chuckled. "Blue lips, you say? He's a Sannish addict. What business would someone like Kedward Bone have with us?" Jacith gave him a sharp look. "What makes you think he's involved?" Dukar shrugged. "There's his tower over there. Everyone knows he uses the hoplessly addicted as patsys and minions and he's one of the few in Scuttlecove the Holy Triad allow a modicum of real power." "Seventh Coil?" Shae asked the unspoken question. "No," Zeladi shivered. "Kedward Bone has no need for shadowy networks, he practically controls the drug trade in the south seas." "You've met the man?" Jacith pressed. "Yes," the necromancer visually shivered, "and it's not an aquaintance I'd like to reknew. Friends, my stock in trade involves dark magic, unholy pacts and raising the dead. Kedward Bone counted my master as a friend and ally and yet our meetings with him were more harrowing than my time as a pirate. Trust me, he would balk at being lower than anyone else in any heirarchy, he is manifestly unsuited by temperment to be anything but dominant in any relationship you could concieve. Waiting upon the whims of hidden masters would be unthinkable." [/QUOTE]
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