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The Sudden Approach of Unexplainable Power: IC

“Yes, that’ll do nicely,” Aekalos remarks, slipping the amethyst into his pouch, before adding with a laugh, “What, no story?”
 

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Merrick smiles. "I wanted to make sure the Amethyst suited your needs first. Besides, aren't you being worried about your beauty sleep?"

"About me ship. Er, our ship." Tiergar and Badrick both laugh at the comment. "As I mentioned before, we be traders by sea who do a bit of fishin when the sailing be boring. We be shipping mainly to the mainland of Barghost - especially the parts that serve as ports for the mountains in the north. The mountains often have trouble getting resources for themselves, so its up to us sea dogs to be bringing them what they be wanting. We occasionally be sailing west, too. But we never be sailing west and south. The land of Quehalost is cursed, I tell you. And ships that sail south past Quehalost are likely just as cursed!"
 

“Beauty sleep... that’s a good one,” Aekalos chuckles, “No, I’m more worried about getting a full nights rest, so I’m not tired when I set off on your quest. Why, is there something else you think I should see or do tonight, that my early night would prevent, Merrick?”
 


“Ah, and here I was thinking you were the serious one,” Aekalos chuckles, “Well, all teasing aside, I think I will go look for the Iron Door, and seek my bed... good evening gentlemen, I’ll return as quickly as I can, and with good news I hope.” With that said, he stands, places a hand in his pouch, and tosses a blue quartz on the table, saying, “That’s for the lovely lass who served us, if you wouldn’t mind passing it along,” before acknowledging any parting word and heading out to look for the Iron Door.
 

Merrick nods, and the three sea dogs wish him well and a safe trip back.

As Aekalos walks down the streets in a westerly direction he can tell that his time in the Bloody Ale had given the city a time to change. The city was now dark with the sun down. There were ten foot long poles which the city had paid magicians to install permanent lights upon which would shine once the sun went down, but these lights were expense and thus placed a bit too far apart to provide any sense of safety. They ended up casting more shadows than anything else. Although they did cast enough light to keep oneself from twisting an ankle on the rough cobblestone streets.

Sticking to the main streets - one would simply be a fool to try a side street at dark - allowed Aekalos to be among people. There were not many people, and the majority of those who were present were a bit tipsy from ale. A strong majority of them were men, and what few women were present were most likely not the wives of the men.

It was along one of these cobblestone streets and in a particularly shadowy spot between one of the lights that Aekalos eard two distinct rings of steel from behind him, close enough to be concerned about.
 

Aekalos takes a quick glance over his shoulder, at the obvious sound of blades being drawn, and increases his pace... preferring to avoid a fight tonight if at all possible.

[SBLOCK=OOC]Don’t forget Aekalos has low-light vision. Just a reminder, as I don’t know if it’s been taken into account in the previous description of lighting. ;)[/SBLOCK]
 

[Sblock=OOC]Well, that and the sound has come from behind him. So unless Aekalos has eyes in the back of his head and can see through objects providing full cover ... or he turns around to look ...[/Sblock]

"Where do you think you're going?" A shout comes from behind him. Judging from the reactions of those few people in front of him, Aekalos can be sure that the person behind him that is speaking isn't exactly friendly. The people in front of Aekalos take a brief opportunity to thank their own personal deity that they hadn't been singled out and turn around to run.

Another voice adds, "We don't recognize you around these parts. We think you're new here." The second voice increases in volume as Aekalos quickens his pace.
 

[SBLOCK=OOC]I wasn’t questioning the people who appeared behind him, no problem there, just wondering whether the lighting conditions were described for someone with low-light vision... as I was thinking that if they were, the lights would be completely useless for humans (mostly due the lights ‘casting more shadows than anything’ for Aekalos). ;) As for looking behind himself... if you didn’t notice, Aekalos did glance over his shoulder to see who was behind him in my last post.[/SBLOCK]Stopping, Aekalos turns and faces those following him, his hands calmly clear of his blades, though his eyes darken as he speaks, “Where do I think I’m going? Well, I was hoping to make my way peacefully to an inn, so I can get a little sleep, but I guess that’s going to be on hold for a while... seeing as you apparently wish to discuss it, instead of letting me go on my way quietly.”
 
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[Sblock=OOC]Ah, no, you're right. The lights were described with standard human normal. I was misunderstanding you and you were right to question. Still doesn't change the fact that the blades came out from hiding, though. And yes, I did miss the part about looking over his shoulder. Hrmph. Bad DMing day for me yesterday![/Sblock]

Looking over his shoulder, Aekalos can see two average sized males each with a light beard on their faces. They each seem to be wearing long jackets with a small ornate gold pin on the end of the collar, which is upturned.

"Well, there is the matter of the toll, then. New folks get a choice. Pay the toll to use the street. We take whatever money you have on you, or blood." The other man snickers.

As Aekalos watches them, they don't look particularily skilled with a blade - although anyone can get in a lucky shot.
 

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