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 Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 5:31 pm
THE SUNS HUNG HIGH IN THE SKY, THE STREET VENDORS LINED THE STONE COBBLED STREETS PREPARING FOR THE MID-DAY LUNCH RUSH, THE TAVERNS FILLING THEIR STOCK AND THE INNS PREPARING THEIR ROOMS. THE CHATTER OF GOSSIPING WIVES FILLED THE AIR AS THE BREEZE BLEW BY THE TOPS OF THE HOUSES AND BUILDINGS. THE TOWNS GUARDS MAKING THEIR ROUNDS AROUND THE CITY IN PAIRS. THE SLAVE TRADERS GATHERING IN THE COURT JUST WEST OF THA PALACE IN THE TRADING DISTRICT. THE NORTH AND SOUTH DISTRICTS CONSISTED OF HOUSING, THE SOUTH DISTRICTS FAR MORE POOR THAN THE NORTH. THE EASTERN DISTRICT HELD MOSTY INNS AND TAVERNS WITH A FEW RANDOM SHOPS ALONG EACH CORNER. PORT CITY IS ONE OF THE LARGEST CITIES IN BRULLO IN THE CENTER OF THE CITY AND ALL FOUR DISTRICTS LIES THE PALACE, WHERE FEW HAVE EVER VENTURED; HOWEVER NOBLES FROM THROUGHOUT THE COUNTRY WERE ARRIVING AT REQUEST OF THE KING, SARING FEW ROOMS AT THE INNS.
(when replying, post where your character is)
(and no, "suns" is not a typo, there are two suns and two moons)
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 8:04 pm
Jaegar walked the streets behind his new Master. He was dressed in rags, which was meant for intimidation factor to show off his muscular build. His Master was dressed lightly, regal, silken clothing of all sorts of colors, showing off his money with the brightness. In between Jaegar and the Master, who happened to be a plantation owner not that far from the city, were several young female slaves of various races and origins. About four or so, freshly bought from the slave market. They were hunched over, trying to make themselves seem as small as possible to the monster of a man behind them. They too, are wearing rags. But instead of showing off muscles, they showed off curves that fought the eyes of men young and old. Another odd thing was how the Master had a rifle larger then him over his back. But didn't seem to care much as he paraded about, a fat sweet smelling cigar in his mouth. In the meantime, Jaegar caught a few men giving the girls some, horrifyingly perverted stares. And he gave them a death glare that automatically made them cower backwards a few feet. His unusual appearance only added to the beast people saw him as. Least to say, there was quite a gap in a crowd as they walked along.
That is, until a thief was bold enough to grab The Mater's coin purse and make a quick sprint away. The Master only looked mildly irritated as he unslung the rifle and tossed it to Jaegar. "Fetch my purse will you?" He growled. Jaegar only nodded, lifted the loaded rifle, aimed, and pulled the trigger. The sound was abnormally loud compared to other rifles when it discharged, the bullet flying in a straight line and piercing the Thief, leaving a sizable hole in him as he collapsed to the ground bleeding and screaming in pain. The pool of blood beneath him quickly expanding. Jaegar handed the rifle back to his Master and lumbered over to the dying thief. He took the coin purse back to his Master, handing it to him and falling back into line. The Master grinned triumphantly at such an obedient slave, and continued on his parade through the city.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 5:15 pm
Brainal Jaegar walked the streets behind his new Master. He was dressed in rags, which was meant for intimidation factor to show off his muscular build. His Master was dressed lightly, regal, silken clothing of all sorts of colors, showing off his money with the brightness. In between Jaegar and the Master, who happened to be a plantation owner not that far from the city, were several young female slaves of various races and origins. About four or so, freshly bought from the slave market. They were hunched over, trying to make themselves seem as small as possible to the monster of a man behind them. They too, are wearing rags. But instead of showing off muscles, they showed off curves that fought the eyes of men young and old. Another odd thing was how the Master had a rifle larger then him over his back. But didn't seem to care much as he paraded about, a fat sweet smelling cigar in his mouth. In the meantime, Jaegar caught a few men giving the girls some, horrifyingly perverted stares. And he gave them a death glare that automatically made them cower backwards a few feet. His unusual appearance only added to the beast people saw him as. Least to say, there was quite a gap in a crowd as they walked along. That is, until a thief was bold enough to grab The Mater's coin purse and make a quick sprint away. The Master only looked mildly irritated as he unslung the rifle and tossed it to Jaegar. "Fetch my purse will you?" He growled. Jaegar only nodded, lifted the loaded rifle, aimed, and pulled the trigger. The sound was abnormally loud compared to other rifles when it discharged, the bullet flying in a straight line and piercing the Thief, leaving a sizable hole in him as he collapsed to the ground bleeding and screaming in pain. The pool of blood beneath him quickly expanding. Jaegar handed the rifle back to his Master and lumbered over to the dying thief. He took the coin purse back to his Master, handing it to him and falling back into line. The Master grinned triumphantly at such an obedient slave, and continued on his parade through the city. High up on a nearby building, a crouched - on one knee - figure surveyed this scene. His midnight blue, form fitting armor gleamed in the sun, looking reminiscent of a wolf of some kind. The faceplate of the figure reflected the scene below as he silently bowed his head. "He deserved that." a small, apparently disembodied voice said coldly. "Zahri, that's heartless, sis. Yeah he stole, and that's totally not cool little dudette. But at the same time...getting shot and left to die is like....total overkill." The armored man said, his voice humming slightly from the helm he wore. "Kai, you're too soft on them. Thieves should be shot and killed. Why do you think I've never let you do it?""Your killin me here sis." The figure - his name apparently Kai - muttered as he stood and dove over the side of the building, pulling a tomahawk from his hip and twisting in mid-air so he could drive it into a banner hanging from the side of the building to slow his fall. "YO!! EXCUSE ME! BRO!!" he called to the noble as he ripped his way down the banner.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 5:19 pm
 Terrik, Earth E.Born, Desert Monstrosity. A cloaked man walked into the streets of the city. He didn't have any money to his name nor did he have any real possessions visible on him. Terrik was scared man he tried all he could to avoid conflict and to avoid notice. Terrik had a rather large bounty on his head. Due to his problem Terrik had a run in with Some Templars and well it didn't end well. So now he stayed out of notice and walked in the shadows. Terrik was focusing hard in thought that when the shot was fired he jumped and was startled he instantly tried to calm down . He didn't was to get excited it never ended good for anyone. Now that Terrik thought of it he probably should have avoided this town it was to dangerous and there were to many people in this town. Someone might get hurt and he didn't want that.
Terrik passed some Kiosks and looked at them. The vendors were talking to anyone who passed by. They tried to talk to Terrik but he avoided eye contact and moved away pretty fast. He looked around and noticed a lot of people but he made sure that he stayed calm. When he got to excited he lost control of his power inside and bad things happened to everyone around him. He didn't want to hurt anyone he just wanted to normal. Terrik stopped by the side of a building as he noticed two people standing in a spot one held a large gun which was the one who killed the other man. A there was another man he was broken it could be seen. He was a slave and Terrik wondered if that meant the other man was a noble.
With his observations he noticed a third man appeared but he came down from a roof and he tore a banner. He wondered what was going to happen it didn't look pretty. Terrik drew closer to the wall as if the stone structure was gonna save him if a fight broke out.
OOC: I think this is a decent opening post.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 5:49 pm
Meanwhile, in the trading district, the slave auction was continuing. As one group had just finished being sold, another large group of about a dozen or so slaves had been pulled out from the back, being brought up on the stage, standing neatly in lines. Each one shackled up with their wrists in front.
"This group of slaves was taken from an estate a few territories over." The announcer shouted to the group of men, eager to buy with their pouches full of coin. "Their owner was arrested, and his property is all being sold." he held his hand out to the large group of mostly male slaves, making the female slave stand out even more. The first slave stepped forward a wolf hybrid, the announcer pulled out his chain and looked at the slaves collar, "His name, One." And the bidding began, slowly heading down the line.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 4:15 pm
ღ Λ ȵ ɕ ε ȴ ღ ❝Life is a gift that lasts a lifetime.❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝ 
Angel's shaking left hand clutched her cloak hood, ensuring her identity was hidden from walking eyes. The black garment swayed gently with the breeze, showing two small 6 size feet wrapped with brown potato fabric. Two large purple eyes glittered from a shadow cast face, looking to and fro anxiously. She couldn't be caught, they must be looking for her, she has to keep hiding. So many people around, slaves and masters, merchants and nobles, so many people to hide from, so many eyes to shrink from into the gloomy shadows when passing by, so many ears to hold breath from....if she made any noise in the first place. She couldn't be caught, she would rather die.
Leaning against a tall building wall's looming shadows, Angel fell to her knees, panting noiselessly. Grasping her hands, she let out a silent cough, then a second, until she was having a fit. She couldn't stop, so little air within the murky shadow depths. She had to move out in the open....but so many people....
She couldn't take it, when another voice shouted out loudly, "Yo! Excuse me bro!" she lunged out into the open air, gasping for the clean freshness. She willed a small breeze to whisk at her snowy hair, feeding her lungs with air.
((OOC: Not a very long opening, but I think its effective. ^.^ ))
☽ thє dαч í fírst mєt чσu ☾
☽ чσu tσld mє чσu'd nєvєr fαll ín lσvє ☾
☽ вut nσw thαt í gєt чσu ☾
☽ í knσw fєαr ís whαt ít rєαllч wαs ☾
☽ thє wσrld ís σurs íf wє wαnt ít wє cαn tαkє ☾
☽ чσu just tαkє mч hαnd ☾
☽ thєrє's nσ turníng вαck nσw ☾
☽ вαвч, trч tσ undєrstαnd ☾
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 4:53 pm
The noble looked at the man as he slide down the banner. He took notice of the armor, and grinned slightly. Whispering to himself he went, "Oh joy... some gooder with a bunch of fancy armor... This could profit well for me..." He covered his mouth as he chuckled, a hearty one, with a somewhat dark undertone. Overall, despite his flashy, fancy appearance, he seemed to irradiate a dark aura.
He removed his hand from infront his mouth and cleared his throat loudly, somewhat demanding attention from the locals of the trade district. As if he was about to prove something. He removed the rifle from his back and passed Jaegar it along with another bullet. "Reload." He simply stated as his eyes narrowed in on Kai. "Yes? What do you want, boy?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 8:39 pm
"Kai, remember what Lancelot told you...." The disembodied voice warned her athletic, armored partner. She was quiet, but anyone near - aka The Noble, Jaeger and the female slaves - would hear a low, feminine, whispering sound.
"That bit about scratching my balls in public? Cause we had this talk, I don't do that anymore sis...." Kai said in a loud, carrying whisper, one that on lookers would be sure to hear. But there was a strong undercurrent of humor in his metallic voice, suggesting he was only trying to lighten the mood and make everyone laugh. By this time he was only feet from The Noble, so Zahri's next statement was audible to those near.
"No you dum-dum, about looking for what's not easily visible! Don't embaress us!"
"What do I look like Zar, an amateur of some kind?" Kai sighed, it sounding somewhat silly as it came out in that same humming way his relaxed voice did under the helm...and just the way he spoke. His voice was...hummy.
"Purple eyed girl with a cloak, possibly a wind user, 10 o'clock. Seems to have, like, had a fit of some kind. Cloaked man, hugging the building. 4 o'clock. Apparently very nervous, possibly, like, from that cannonboom of a noise that the over large rifle made. He's, like, hiding something big, and totally dangerous. He's, like, dangerous himself. But he's, like I said, nervous. Got to keep an eye on him. Oddly shaped rock, 7 o'clock. Looks like a hat of some kind almost. I'm not, like, out of it. I'm looking live, sis."
Kai finished, not even bothering to whisper as he pulled off his helm. Zahri flitted out to cross her arms and pout slightly in the air next to Kai's ear.
The boy - for he was only a teen, and far younger then his lean, fit body shape would suggest - met the Noble's eyes before looking around at the slave girls and finally resting the sky blue gems on Jaegar. His eyes had the look of a puppy, or a baset hound, large, slightly droopy and very endearing. There wasn't much hint of the fact that he didnt trust this dude too much in them. Then he finally addressed the Noble.
"Ay, yo, Mister Bossman. I got a message for you, some chick named Lady Havistam, an ex of yours I'm told? So, like, something totally weird happened though. She made me, like, memorize the message, and wanted me to say it to you in person, in a public place like this. Oh, and she said you gotta pay me first Mister Bossman, else you don't get it. And as far as I know, it's a...what's the word now....." Kai trailed off, thinking
"It's a lucrative message, Sir. Something that will enhance your public image tremendously." The fairy finished for her partner, addressing the Noble as well this time, flying near his ear to do so.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 7:43 am
ღ Λ ȵ ɕ ε ȴ ღ ❝Life is a gift that lasts a lifetime.❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
Angel looked up as she heard her description, wind user, purple eyes. Her pallid green eyes do seem to be purple when she wills the wind, or in shadows. Slowly standing up, her coughing attack gone as she is now in open air, she presses her frail back against the wall, listening to this man and a wavering female voice. Taking a deep breath, filling her lungs with the fresh, sparkling clean air, Angel peered at the man, the two men, the two men and the female slaves.
What rarity, whispering female voice... though no one to be seen to my eyes. She thought to her mind. She quickly scanned the area for a hidden female, and she found one, hovering above the man. Kai, that seemed to be his name, he called her sis...could they be sisters? No....that's strange, she didn't pick hat up during her mind scan....Is that a fairy?
☽ thє dαч í fírst mєt чσu ☾
☽ чσu tσld mє чσu'd nєvєr fαll ín lσvє ☾
☽ вut nσw thαt í gєt чσu ☾
☽ í knσw fєαr ís whαt ít rєαllч wαs ☾
☽ thє wσrld ís σurs íf wє wαnt ít wє cαn tαkє ☾
☽ чσu just tαkє mч hαnd ☾
☽ thєrє's nσ turníng вαck nσw ☾
☽ вαвч, trч tσ undєrstαnd ☾
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 7:56 am
Terrik, Earth E.Born, Desert Monstrosity. Terrik started to move away. Things seemed to be getting dangerous and he didn't want to get caught in the middle of it. If he got caught up in a fight it would end for everyone around him. His heart was already beating fast this tension was hard on him he had to move. He started to move away from the fight. He passed a girl who seemed to have a breathing problem something in him irked when he walked by her but he ignored it. Terrik had this bad ability to tell if someone was strong when he passed them. He walked kind of fast as he reached the end of the street and he had to stop. His head started to hurt, he braced his head with his hands and leaned against the wall. He groaned slightly in pain as his powers were fighting him. " No... Not here." He said as if fighting to speak.
OOC: Oh no look out. Lol.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 11:17 am
The noble looked at Kai with a raised eyebrow, "You'll have to excuse me for not knowing the name "Lady Havistam". Especially as my ex. And whatever it may be, I'm sure it is none of my concern nor care. For she is an ex for a reason, no? Anything you will most likely say, will most likely come out as a rude, verbal assault upon me, which I would kindly send back the message in the form of a filled, and bloody, body bag." He said, gesturing to the large slave he owned next to him.
Jaegar met Kai's eyes for only a second, and it was a dreadful glare. One of lost hope, anger, and frustration. Lots, and lots of pent up anger. It was something that was obvious by the stone cold look on his face as he went about reloading the rifle. However he had a look of annoyance. He was not to meet eye contact with anyone unless they threatened the slaves or his Master, and the girls had instinctively cowered away from his looks. However, Jaegar didn't see this boy as a threat, instead, but a dog. The small feminine voice floating about was annoying to him as well, but he ignored it as he shouldered the rifle and waited for his Master to command him. Knowing his Master, he'd instigate a fight with words. And that's were he came in. Either as a display of strength or just to kill.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 1:04 pm
yum_shrimp Soren yum_shrimp
Upon the edge of town, an unknown person with silvery hair like glistening water, reached to the foot of the town. He never cared about hiding himself from those who would choose to do harm to him.
Nor... Did he care about being discovered. Sadly anough though for him, he had heard about major slavery happening, and knew it would'nt have been to good to get caught. Being from afar wasn't exactly his most worries at the moment, only the unique, light robes and hood concealing him from his identitybeing discovered.
His own realizing of how much hotter it was here then home, he merely wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, before walking into town more, towards the location of the slave trading. A child accidently bumped into him in his final step, making him stare down as the child fell down. His crystal blus eyes slitted accidently, before holding a hand out to help the child up. "Tis fine," he said in a soft, but cold voice. "Soren don't pick on children." He helped the child up, before glancing away to overhear hard breathing. He could only look around, trying to pinpoint who it was coming from.
His eyes did set on a hooded person, tempted to walk ovre to them, but he remembered in his training to always expect the unexcpected, and only stared with slight curiosity, eyes going a more icier hue. If anyone was paying attention theyd be able to tell in an instant that we was not from around these parts.
He gazed away then, not wishing to arouse sucpision about either of them, looking at the slaves for offer. He wantd to help even one of the females, but knew his effort would be wasted on such a preidament of being caught himself.
ooc: finally here, and hope this makes a decent sort of entrance!
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 5:44 pm
Kai instantly felt three things. He felt a sense of pity for the huge humanoid before him. Something or things had obviously happened to him to cause him to become...this. Angry. Bitter. And working willingly for a guy who wasn't exactly a saint.
Secondly, the Ex Agent felt a sense of triumph. They were playing into his and his clients hands.
Thirdly, he felt a sense of panic. Zahri was flashing him their warning sign, and her mind was nudging his with a felling of unease, but with clear hostiles so close, she couldn't dare risk telling him exactly what was wrong. So the teen's frame grew tense, wanting to be ready, but not knowing what for.
"Hey, look Mister Bossman, I'm totally just a messenger, I don't like, really mind about the particulars man. I just want my money, then I can deliver the message and I'll, like, be on my way. I don't, like, want any trouble. You can't, like, spare a few scores of cash for a working dude like me?"
Kai raised his hands up, almost in self defense, helm in one hand and tomahawk in the other. He looked back and forth between The Noble and Jagaer and said
"Please bra."
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 5:20 pm
ღ Λ ȵ ɕ ε ȴ ღ ❝Life is a gift that lasts a lifetime.❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
Angel looked up, her pallid green eyes sparkling in the sunlight, her dark hood casting a shadow over her face. She noticed a small floating humanoid by the man's shoulder, her aura fiercely pink. It must be a fairy... She thought to herself, inclined to near the fluttering girl, but aware of the dangers. She can't risk revealing her identity, fleeing from her captors was hard enough, however doing it a second time...She'd rather die. She stayed still, hoping to catch no attention, her green eyes sliding from the fairy to the ground below her. Excuse me miss... Angel's voice rang deep into the pink female's, her minds tone sounding clear, audible, and young. Angel hoped she wouldn't be alarmed, or tell her companion. Angel wanted to keep her secrecy wile fulfilled her curiosity. Would you happen to be a fairy?
☽ thє dαч í fírst mєt чσu ☾
☽ чσu tσld mє чσu'd nєvєr fαll ín lσvє ☾
☽ вut nσw thαt í gєt чσu ☾
☽ í knσw fєαr ís whαt ít rєαllч wαs ☾
☽ thє wσrld ís σurs íf wє wαnt ít wє cαn tαkє ☾
☽ чσu just tαkє mч hαnd ☾
☽ thєrє's nσ turníng вαck nσw ☾
☽ вαвч, trч tσ undєrstαnd ☾
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 6:41 pm
Soren could no longer bear the sight of what was happeing before him, anger swelling deeply inside him, tempted to turn stuff around into ice statues, flexing his fingers in temptation. "No..." He thought to himself, narrowing his eyes in detest towards what his body was trying to tempt him into reacting to.
"Not here... Not the place..."
He noticed people looking at him, like he was a nut talking to himself, and sweatdropped. " Uh... scuse me..." He turned away, trying to act all non-chalant, though knew full well his eyes were failing his disguise slowly, as they glew a bit under his hood.
"No..." He kept telling himself, his presence and aura going cooler, hurrying his footsteps away.
"Calm down... Calm down... Just find a cool place to relax."
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