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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 6168144" data-attributes="member: 9255">JOHN PLAY“03 PLAY FOR KEEPS”SEGMENT 59“ROYAL CLIENT”DRAVAGO 3 ,997-  AFTER MIDNIGHTShe cannot help but feel a deep cold as the king speaks from the deep shadows in the darkened corner of the open room.  She is certain it is a thing of her imagination.  She sees red eyes stare through her then she understands it was obviously a freakish reflection off of his specialized red armor.  The king of Karrnath steps out, King Kaius the third.“How may I help you King of Karrnath?” He passes with uncanny grace across from her, his eyes never leave hers.  His eyes are that of a predator.  She feels like no amount of spells she has used could truly protect her from him if he wanted her dead.  “I have a situation within my country.  One I wish…. Removed but cannot.  It would draw unwanted attention to me.  I wish to hire you and your team to remove this embarrassment.”“Remove.  As …remove or kill?”“Now we understand each other.”Kaius stops and seems to look beyond her for a moment.  He smirks then returns to his pacing while staring at her.  “Are you curious why I choice you?”“I hope it is your faith in my skills?”“Yes.  Your skills and talents are impressive but no.   I hired you for you contacts also.”“My contacts…sir?”  She asks with a hint of nervousness.“Let me tell you a story I heard of.  It is a touching story.  One of honor and family.  It began years ago; the war was very much active.  Breland was pressing Aundair very hard.  So hard it was believed Aundair would fall to Breland’s overpowering might.  King Boranel pushed this front.  He commanded well and remained in Wroat or Sharn, very well protected.   The King’s greatest guard, the King’s Shield, was also his best friend.  Some say it was Aundair, some say it was struggling area now known as Droaam…. Others (he smiles and looks into the darkness) say it was me that hired an assassin.   An assassin well known and skilled at his trade with no fear.  He was a member of a guild known as Venom.  Perhaps you have heard of it?  The assassin’s plan was sound.  However this friend of his, this bodyguard, took the shot for him.   He died saving his king… his best friend, “With a growing smile on his face he continues, “He died before his family.  His whelp of a no good hasbin child.”  He steps to the side to look better past her.  “I am sure he would be sooooo impressed that his whelp of a child betrayed his country, his king, his family by becoming a rogue agent.”“TAKE THAT BACK YOU @#$%&* BASTARD!!!!!” screams Play as he rushes out of the darkness.Kerri strikes out her arm to separate the two.  She stumbles under the force of his charge.  Kaius never moves.  Only his eyes and smile twitch.   It would seem he is enjoying this and eager to strike out himself.“Play.   John Play.  How nice of you to join us.”“You miserable cold-hearted bastard!”   Play has stopped struggling but now glares at the warrior king of Karrnath.“True.  How very true.   Now allow me to finish my story and how it relates to Mrs. d’Orien and her team of special agents and trouble shooters.”  Play and Kerri stand at guard.“Venom.   Assassins of non-common racial backgrounds.   Mostly Gnoll from Droaam.  You, Mr. Play, spent a year or two hunting them down I believe while in the Dark lanterns and the King’s Swords.  Did you know they were a junior squad of assassins of another much deeper and darker guild of assassins?  The Turbulent.   The Turbulent trained them and equipped them.   The same Turbulent that dwells within Karrnath and undermines my country and my attempts to purify my country of the evil that is the Emerald claw.   This is what I wish to hire you for- to kill the headmaster of the Turbulent.”“I can do this, at a fee, but John Play is not part of this.  He is NOT an Excoriate.”“I WANT to be a part of this Kerri.  I NEED to be a part of this.   I thought it ended with the destruction of Rabid and his Venom.   I need to finish this.”“John…please.” She begins….“Hmmmm.   Perhaps you would be of great aid to her and the mission.   But why?  Why would I okay this?” suggests the King as he begins to work the clay that is John Play’s heart.“I would not pay you to do this.  It is your desire, not mine.”“Really?”“John- don’t he’s…” she begins but fails to finish as she was staring into Kaius’ eyes.  Unknown to Play, she has been dominated to remain quiet.  Kaius wishes to enjoy this further.“Would you give… anything to be on this team?  To avenge your father’s death?”Play hesitates.   He knows the king is a master manipulator…. But it seems so right… so natural…..“I have little money to interest one such as you.”The vampire king waits.  Pleasure building by the moment.“I… I will owe you one.”“Deal.” Says the king whom has a smug smile.   He has power over one that was once a great thorn in his side during the closing years of the war.</blockquote>

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