Destiny's Tears-Prologue: A Jewel in the Shadow Part I

[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]“True,” Molpe speaks softly as she considers Aldonza’s words…

A few moments pass but finally her blue eyes turn to Wei-Han, “Is there any chance you could go and help Esperanza out?”

*Molpe hadn’t said it but she wanted to give Aldonza as much privacy as she could out of respect for the older women and the ordeals she had suffered through. *[/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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*Wei-Han nods. He had been listening intently to the story ever since he heard his own name in it, but he will follow any of Molpe's desires unquiestioningly unless he has a much better reason than this to balk.*
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[SBLOCK]* Molpe smiled appreciatively at Wei-Han as he walked by her, she would have to think of a way to thank him later on for his unflinching loyalty, before she turned her attention back to Aldonza with a large inviting smile. *

“Child works, in an honorary way, but you dishonor yourself as your old enough to only be my sister and not my mother. It works though, if you would prefer you can think of my as your child but I warn you I have no experience being the ugly child,” Molpe pauses as she gives an infectious grin at her complement towards Aldonza’s true child, “I would like to do more for you though… I would be greatly honored with being your friar, if only for a moment, also.”[/SBLOCK]

 

[Thanee]

Melody, Dolathi Eldritch Infiltrator

A/Z/(F) (Seelie):

[SBLOCK]“Well, not more than most, I'm afraid, probably much less than you are yourself, but I'm curious, if that helps. And maybe I can give you the answer you are looking for.”[/SBLOCK]

A/Z/F:

[SBLOCK]The Rowaini woman stands up from her chair, nodding acknowledgement towards the Mojiin.

OOC: Reposting description
[SBLOCk]A young Rowaini woman, who is standing at the bar, turns her head a few times in the direction of the table, Abdiel is sitting at, while chatting with the Altanian barkeeper. Her beautiful figure is dressed in a form-flattering dress of dark-green cloth, a long skirt and a short top, fully revealing her midriff and greatly enhancing her attractive appearance, with only a single necklace worn around the delicate neck to accentuate her look. The waist-long black hair is flowing down her back and the green eyes looking over the two patrons at the table curiously. Eventually, she turns her slender body around and heads towards it.[/SBLOCK][/SBLOCK]

 

[Keia]

Zykovian T’Erilan, Male Altanian Arcanist/Marksman

A/M/(F) (Seelie):

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“Well, not more than most, I'm afraid, probably much less than you are yourself, but I'm curious, if that helps. And maybe I can give you the answer you are looking for.”

"I only have a passing interest in the natural arts. However, I am somewhat knowledgable on a variety of topics, perhaps one of these will be of assistance," Zykovian explained, rising from his seat at the table.[/SBLOCK]

A/M/F:
[SBLOCK]The Altanian stood after the Rowaini woman, glancing around the room as he did. Adjusting his cloak, the man followed the pair if/when they went out of the inn. [/SBLOCK]

**Rystil Only**
[sblock]'Ten thousand coins calling my name . . . I could possibly hold onto the flat for a month or two, have money to follow a cold trail, even book passage home to return to my studies,' Zykovian thought as he scanned the room looking for trouble. 'Perhaps if the Mojiin is indebted to me, he may be more willing to help with this bounty.[/sblock]

 

[khavren]

Fedowin, Rowaini Honest Merchant

For everyone but Molpe in rowaini

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"Ah, truly an amazing coincidence! But surely you cannot suspect that such an honest man as myself would be mistaken for such a rogue! I am also a citizen of Eldiz, so of course, I cannot be the daring pirate you describe. What is such an amazing jewel of feminity doing tending bar instead of being showered with richs and adoration?"
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[khavren]

Fedowin

For everyone but molpe

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Fedowin glances back, and smiles at the Rowaini woman.
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[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Then thank you...sister,"

*Gazing up at the beautiful Nymph and saying that word without seeing any contempt or disagreement with the proclamation in Molpe's eyes causes the woman to smile beatifically as she has never done so far, and probably hasn't in a while, and then she begins to start crying again.*

*As Molpe waits patiently for her to stop, she begins her story again amid sobs of joy*

"Then, one day, I had a warm feeling inside and I realised I was pregnant with that creature's child. So when my hip healed, I went back to dancing, and I used some of my money to learn more about the Tralg, and reproduction. Did you know that there is no such thing as a female Tralg? I learned they can only reproduce by raping women of other races, and the child of such a union is always another Tralg. Since the Tralg child is far too big for the woman to handle, most of them die in childbirth, leaving the child either dead as well or without a mother."

"Perhaps a normal person would have been disgusted at this...but I felt the life within me, and I felt...sorry for the Tralg race, and what it must be like to have no mother. About this time, I was so swollen with child that it became hard to continue dancing, and most people didn't want to see a dancer late in a pregnancy term anyway--offended their conceit that the dancers were all beautiful maidens. But I knew for what I needed the money, so I found the few who were...umm...into pregnant women, and I gave them......a private performance for money."

*She has to stop for a coughing fit again, so she takes it as a chance to ask.*

"I know that I am rambling. Am I making any sense? Should I just continue with my story?"
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[Rystil Arden]

Fedowin:
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"Oh, surely not!" she says with a twinkle in her eye.

"It would be about as unlikely as that lovely dueling cutlass..." she says pointing to the Legendary Cutlass, "...belonging to a legendary pirate by the name of William, once long ago, and we all know that this simply isn't possible."

"As for my occupation, this is a job that lets me make lots of new friends, and I must insist that I *am* being showered with riches and adoration," she replies, winking at Fedowin.

[OOC: The others have left the inn, so you can go back to Rystil only ]

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[Rystil Arden]

Abdiel, Zykovian, and Melody:
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*The Mojiin leads his two new companions outside the inn, where at his command, an eagle swoops down from the rooftop. Perhaps this is what Abdiel wanted them to help him examine?*
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