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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 16, 2018 3:07:11 GMT -5
Draig scratches at the corner of his jaw, very much missing his life from before the war at times like these. "I'm the Kaiser of Iron Hide Company. It means I'm the leader of said merc group, in case that word isn't used here. I've only been in these parts for about a month but... I know words getting around. I'm kinda... Different. And not subtle. At all."
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Post by Aelin on Dec 16, 2018 10:04:55 GMT -5
Elena nodded to herself. She knew very well what it was like to be... different. Her mind wanders to the two deep, never healing gashes on her back and she visibly shudders. “Iron Hide company. Yes I’ve never heard of them. But I think I can get... people.. there easily enough.” She says, seemingly deep in thought. She supposed it would be simple enough to get Walsh in a position to easily contact him.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 16, 2018 13:20:35 GMT -5
Draig observes closely but is confused as to why she shuddered. Perhaps he has a worse reputation than he thought? He shrugs it off and returns his focus to the task at hand. “Alright, just tell them to be smart. As in don’t try to sneak up on me and don’t touch me. I hear it’s a good way to loose an arm.”
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Post by Aelin on Dec 16, 2018 13:28:51 GMT -5
Elena chuckles and shakes her head before replying. “Of course, I’ll be sure to pass that along.” Her eyes then look down to her wrist at the simple brown leather watch there. Her blue eyes widen in surprise at the time. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a finger to I’m late to deliver.” She says with a smile that briefly flashes fangs.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 16, 2018 13:35:15 GMT -5
Draig smiles back, flashing his bladed (shark like) teeth that set between the fangs and gestures towards the door. “Then by all means don’t let me waste more time. See you ‘round and may the odds be in your favor.”
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Post by Aelin on Dec 16, 2018 14:39:46 GMT -5
Elena nods, however not making a move to leave. She nods at the still ice covered doorway, a smirk gracing her features. “So you gonna take care of that or..?” She says, holding back a small laugh.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 16, 2018 14:51:17 GMT -5
"O-oh... Oops. I thought I got rid of that already..." He says mildly embarrassed. Draig saunters over and places his hand on the wall of ice, which turns to water vapor on touch. Draig steps through and checks the surroundings to make sure no threat has found its way over, upon it looking clear he turns to her and nods "Alright looks fine out here." And then steps back out of the way and begins contemplating what his next move ought to be.
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Post by Aelin on Dec 16, 2018 15:05:09 GMT -5
Elena smiles and nods in a mixture of thanks, goodbye, and dismissal, walking out the door and into the world beyond.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 16, 2018 15:18:05 GMT -5
With their parting, as a great length of space divides the two, Draig calls up No-name ( Sirhaan ) "Hey! You up for a job? Looks like we may be helping some one... Acquire some valuables. We'd be acting as distractions and if needed as support." Draig begins to move away from the warehouse and sits against a wall and a building in a corner so theres no unexpected visitors.
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 16, 2018 15:34:33 GMT -5
No-Name laid on her small 'couch' in her home. When she heard a voice she was instantly on alert before realizing it was Draig's, "Of course! Do I need to come now?" She asked, smiling as usual.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 16, 2018 15:43:47 GMT -5
Draig nods habitually to No-names inquiry though she can't see him. "Yes that would be best. Some one will be meeting us on the business partner's behalf to help us arrange the when and where. No need for them to see where you live, don't want them pestering you. It's still pretty early.... Wanna find something to snack on?"
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 16, 2018 15:45:37 GMT -5
She starts getting up and ready, "Sure, where shall we meet?" She asks still smiling as she opens a door.
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Post by Draig ᚦᛖ᛫ᚷᚱᛁᛗ on Dec 16, 2018 15:50:24 GMT -5
"I'm... Not sure where you live yet. What's close to you? Hey what about that shop where we more or less first met? Might throw the owner through a loop if we show up and buy some food."
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Post by Sirhaan on Dec 16, 2018 15:59:43 GMT -5
No-Name chuckles, "Sounds good, I'll meet you there." With that she jumps onto a nearby building and makes her way to the shops.
After a few minutes of walking she makes it not too far from the shop they met at. She sits happily as she waits for Draig.
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Post by Aelin on Dec 16, 2018 16:03:10 GMT -5
Meanwhile, Elena was stepping into a poorly lit tavern. A man in a blue coat sitting in a booth awaiting her. She quickly slipped into the seat across from him, reaching into her satchel and tossing the severed finger across the table. “Done.” She snipped with finality.
The man eyed the appendage for a moment before picking it up to examine it between his index finger and thumb. Elena day back in her seat, eager to be out of the festering shithole trying to pass for a bar. “Very well. Pleasure doing business with you.” He said, distractedly tossing a pouch of credits to her, eyes still on the finger in his hand.
Elena eyed the pouch skeptically before opening it and counting the credits. “This is only half of what you promised me.” She states calmly, keeping her temper in check. “I’m sure it’s what you deserve. I doubt he put up too much of a fight. Besides, I certainly doubt you’re hurting for money.” Sneers, gesturing to her fine clothes. She wore a simple yet very well made dark green tunic, a hood hiding the features of her face.
Elena gave a soft sigh of exasperation before leaning forward, blue eyes shining with hidden excitement. “Are you sure?” She asked, fingers steepled in front of her. The dead man walking gave her a tight smile, happy to have gotten away with his little cheat. “Quite positive. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have other things to do with my day.” He said, rising out of his booth to leave the tavern.
Elena gave him a moment to leave, a head start if you will, before rising and heading out the back entrance. She made quick work of climbing to the rooftop, choosing it as her fasted way of travel, she kept her eyes low, scanning the streets and alleyways of the city, her predator’s agility making the trip all to swift and easy. Once she caught a glimpse of the blue coated man walking along on the busy street below, Elena quickly crouched on her rooftop perch and pulled a single piece of gold from her satchel. She flipped the coin, making it drop into the alley below with a rather loud “cling”.
Of course the greedy little man heard the tell tail sound of currency. He turned to view the dark alley the sound came from. He, being the clear fool he was, took the bait and crept into the alley. The man quickly found and held up the coin, seeing it was heads, he thought it was his lucky day. How wrong he was.
Elena waited until the man was standing at the best angle before notching an arrow. She took aim and loosed. The arrow sailed into the alley at an angle in total silence, finding purchase in the man’s neck, almost severing it. Elena lept down from her position, landing with a roll. She quickly and quietly removed the arrow, using the tip to remove the man’s head once and for all. She then took her coin back from his rapidly cooling corpse, along with the rest of his money he owed her from his pockets. Finally, she grabbed the man’s head, skewering it to the alley wall with one of her arrows. Using his blood, she wrote a circle, and in it a symbol of a mountain with 3 stars at its peak. A clear warning not to cross the angel of death.
With one last glance at the corpse, Elena casually slipped out into the streets, a wolf among sheep.
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