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<blockquote data-quote="jbear" data-source="post: 6650979" data-attributes="member: 75065"><p>Silvery laughter bounced in through the door with the two women that had come through it arm in arm, smiles bright, eyes dancing with heartfelt joi de vivre. The old man in the corner who had fallen asleep hunched over his books and scrolls near the fire, awoke as if struck by lightning. His eyes locked on the two women, wide with disbelief. As his jaw dropped he leaned back in his chair which gravity presently pulled to the ground. The old man fell in slow motion, even in his shocked state, his innate magic kicking in instinctively. The chair crashed loudly to the ground and he followed gently behind it. The noise drew the attention of both of the women, each of them stunningly striking in their own way that went beyond the physical. Although it was true that the physique of each of the women was striking enough all on its own. One of the two looked and lost interest in the scene in a matter of seconds and continued towards the bar although to her chagrin the arm of her friend held her firmly in place. The other stood stock still, frozen like a deer in bright light, with the look of one who was about to flee. </p><p></p><p>The old man, Relic, as he was known by several of the regular patrons, seeming to recover some of his senses, pushed himself vertical once more in a way that was clearly not natural, lifting all the way off the ground before settling back down upon it. <span style="color: #FFD700">"It's you!"</span> he whispered.<span style="color: #ffd700"> "After all this time, it's you!</span>" </p><p>The woman, who must not be more than 20 summers replied with trembling voice <span style="color: #EE82EE">"You mistake me for someone else, grandpa"</span>. There was no conviction in her words. </p><p><span style="color: #FFD700">"We have not yet met. Not in this life. But I have been searching for you since ... since you ..."</span></p><p>"<span style="color: #EE82EE">Don't you dare!"</span> the woman cut off Relic's words, tears building in her eyes. </p><p><span style="color: #FFD700">"Forgive me..."</span></p><p></p><p>The other woman had been watching the scene with one eyebrow raised, and it seemed she had had enough of what she was seeing. Her sword seemed to fly into her hand she drew it so fast. The air sang as metal cut through it and the edge of her blade pressed up against the old wizard's neck before anyone could react. Most of his beard dropped to the floor. <span style="color: #40E0D0">"Old man ... you are upsetting my friend here. We just came here looking for fun, and now look what you've gone and done!"</span></p><p><span style="color: #EE82EE">"Sol, it's ... it's okay. I ... I... I think I ..."</span> stuttered the teary eyed woman.</p><p><span style="color: #FFD700">"She knows me"</span> finished Relic.</p><p>The sword wielder narrowed her eyes and then pulled the blade away, sheathing it with a flourish. <span style="color: #40E0D0">"You sure do have some strange friends, Brangwen."</span></p><p>Wiping the tears from her eyes, Brangwen looked defiantly at the wizard. <span style="color: #EE82EE">"So ..."</span></p><p>Relic seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. <span style="color: #FFD700">"Will you walk with me? I believe I can explain all of those things, the dreams, the ... "</span> He stopped and looked around at the many faces staring at the exchange. <span style="color: #FFD700">"I think we can help each other untie the knot."</span> The final words seemed to break something in Brangwen. She broke into tears. Relic Nevyn moved to console her, and she allowed herself to be guided out the door. </p><p></p><p>At the bar the other woman watched in disbelief. <span style="color: #40E0D0">"Are you serious!? Brangwen, you can't be serious! You said we were going to catch that boat! You were going to get my ticket..! What happened to bareback riding the koi fish of the Ang Islands? Brangwen! Oh for fffff....."</span> A swirling wind suddenly slammed the door behind the pair. Solomon turned back to the bar and took off her brightly plumed widebrimmed hat with a sigh. <span style="color: #40E0D0">"Now what am I going to do?</span>" she mused. Her disappointement seemed to only last a few seconds before she shrugged it off. "<span style="color: #40E0D0">Like the wind..."</span> She smiled at Grog redonning her hat. <span style="color: #40E0D0">"Can I have a drink, handsome? No, wait hold that thought... all of my money just walked out the door with that old buzzard. Well then ... you seem like the kind of fellow who knows where a woman can find work and still keep her pants on, am I right? Where someone handy with a sword might earn some coin doing something that makes the blood race? Solomon Silence's the name. Dangerous enterprise is the game." </span>She tips her hat and offers Grog a cheeky wink.</p><p></p><p>[sblock=OOC]Enter Solomon Silence lvl 13 Swashbuckler (still needs 1 approval), exit Relic Nevyn Wizard 12/Oracle 1, now formally retired [/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jbear, post: 6650979, member: 75065"] Silvery laughter bounced in through the door with the two women that had come through it arm in arm, smiles bright, eyes dancing with heartfelt joi de vivre. The old man in the corner who had fallen asleep hunched over his books and scrolls near the fire, awoke as if struck by lightning. His eyes locked on the two women, wide with disbelief. As his jaw dropped he leaned back in his chair which gravity presently pulled to the ground. The old man fell in slow motion, even in his shocked state, his innate magic kicking in instinctively. The chair crashed loudly to the ground and he followed gently behind it. The noise drew the attention of both of the women, each of them stunningly striking in their own way that went beyond the physical. Although it was true that the physique of each of the women was striking enough all on its own. One of the two looked and lost interest in the scene in a matter of seconds and continued towards the bar although to her chagrin the arm of her friend held her firmly in place. The other stood stock still, frozen like a deer in bright light, with the look of one who was about to flee. The old man, Relic, as he was known by several of the regular patrons, seeming to recover some of his senses, pushed himself vertical once more in a way that was clearly not natural, lifting all the way off the ground before settling back down upon it. [COLOR=#FFD700]"It's you!"[/COLOR] he whispered.[COLOR=#ffd700] "After all this time, it's you![/COLOR]" The woman, who must not be more than 20 summers replied with trembling voice [COLOR=#EE82EE]"You mistake me for someone else, grandpa"[/COLOR]. There was no conviction in her words. [COLOR=#FFD700]"We have not yet met. Not in this life. But I have been searching for you since ... since you ..."[/COLOR] "[COLOR=#EE82EE]Don't you dare!"[/COLOR] the woman cut off Relic's words, tears building in her eyes. [COLOR=#FFD700]"Forgive me..."[/COLOR] The other woman had been watching the scene with one eyebrow raised, and it seemed she had had enough of what she was seeing. Her sword seemed to fly into her hand she drew it so fast. The air sang as metal cut through it and the edge of her blade pressed up against the old wizard's neck before anyone could react. Most of his beard dropped to the floor. [COLOR=#40E0D0]"Old man ... you are upsetting my friend here. We just came here looking for fun, and now look what you've gone and done!"[/COLOR] [COLOR=#EE82EE]"Sol, it's ... it's okay. I ... I... I think I ..."[/COLOR] stuttered the teary eyed woman. [COLOR=#FFD700]"She knows me"[/COLOR] finished Relic. The sword wielder narrowed her eyes and then pulled the blade away, sheathing it with a flourish. [COLOR=#40E0D0]"You sure do have some strange friends, Brangwen."[/COLOR] Wiping the tears from her eyes, Brangwen looked defiantly at the wizard. [COLOR=#EE82EE]"So ..."[/COLOR] Relic seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. [COLOR=#FFD700]"Will you walk with me? I believe I can explain all of those things, the dreams, the ... "[/COLOR] He stopped and looked around at the many faces staring at the exchange. [COLOR=#FFD700]"I think we can help each other untie the knot."[/COLOR] The final words seemed to break something in Brangwen. She broke into tears. Relic Nevyn moved to console her, and she allowed herself to be guided out the door. At the bar the other woman watched in disbelief. [COLOR=#40E0D0]"Are you serious!? Brangwen, you can't be serious! You said we were going to catch that boat! You were going to get my ticket..! What happened to bareback riding the koi fish of the Ang Islands? Brangwen! Oh for fffff....."[/COLOR] A swirling wind suddenly slammed the door behind the pair. Solomon turned back to the bar and took off her brightly plumed widebrimmed hat with a sigh. [COLOR=#40E0D0]"Now what am I going to do?[/COLOR]" she mused. Her disappointement seemed to only last a few seconds before she shrugged it off. "[COLOR=#40E0D0]Like the wind..."[/COLOR] She smiled at Grog redonning her hat. [COLOR=#40E0D0]"Can I have a drink, handsome? No, wait hold that thought... all of my money just walked out the door with that old buzzard. Well then ... you seem like the kind of fellow who knows where a woman can find work and still keep her pants on, am I right? Where someone handy with a sword might earn some coin doing something that makes the blood race? Solomon Silence's the name. Dangerous enterprise is the game." [/COLOR]She tips her hat and offers Grog a cheeky wink. [sblock=OOC]Enter Solomon Silence lvl 13 Swashbuckler (still needs 1 approval), exit Relic Nevyn Wizard 12/Oracle 1, now formally retired [/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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