Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jul 28, 2017 22:20:21 GMT -8
Yawn would smile to Kairn as he praised her, getting down on her hands and stretching her tail out as long as it could go before building her momentum and spinning around like a top, taking out the legs of any undead that would come her way. She looked up to Kairn as he ordered her to head towards the cabin. "Yes!" She said, turning towards the direction of the cabin where Kairn had been clearing out the hoards and curled her body up. She would use her tail like a spring and lung forward, taking off the heads of two skeletons in her path as she slithered towards the cabin with great speed.
She would do her best to dismember any zombies in her path on the way to the cabin, able to outpace anything that would try to run at her. Once she had set her mind to it she could move almost as fast as lightning some would say. Once she reached the clearing however she would stop dead in her tracks, coming face to face with the old man himself as he sat on the mossy stone. Her whole body shivered and her tail curled together beneath her as she could feel his presence almost seeping into her.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jul 28, 2017 22:50:01 GMT -8
Farron refilled his pipe, lighting it and continuing to smoke as he watched Kairn fight. It was as if he had two sets of eyes as all his actions were done while his eyes were closed. He smiled a little as he heard Kairn tell Yawn to head for the cabin, sitting back a little as he puffed on his pipe some more. He reached his hand out and waved it before him as if gesturing something to move.
Anything that would get in Yawn's way would move, most of the zombies and undead would instead move to focus on Kairn, letting Yawn pass for the most part as the eyes of the undead would flash green at Kairn. The undead would charge Kairn wildly now, disregarding safety or reason in favor of bloodlust. It was as if Farron knew Kairn was holding back for the sake of Yawn, if he indeed was and once Yawn had left for the cabin he would be free to strike without restraint.
Farron smiled as he heard the sound of rustling leaves before him, opening his eyes to see Yawn. He chuckled at her reaction, a hint of satisfaction in his expression as he took another puff from his pipe. "Well this is quite a meeting." Farron said, putting on his kind facade again as he leaned forward slightly in his seat. "You look troubled young one. What ever seems to be the problem?" He said, nearly having to stifle a chuckle as he asked the unnecessary question.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2017 23:39:53 GMT -8
Kairn watched yawn dash ahead and noticed the change in the zombies. He drove the tip of his sword into the ground "Want to test me out huh? see what i can do so you know my limits?" He closed his eyes and clapped his hands together "Ini Wer Iejir Di Sia Dask, Valignat Ekess Vignar" His skin seemed to form red cracks along it and near his eyes formed small crows feet. The flames from his sword die out for a minute.
Magic drew into him, so much so it even caused Farrons mist to react oddly around him. The cracks began to glow brighter, pulsing faster until finally it came, a large explosion of Black flames, spinning into a maelstrom and pulling in anything close to him that the explosion itself did not devour. The fire swirled up in the sky causing a roar much like a tornado would.
After a few moments it would die down and Kairn would emerge from the forest, coming into view of Farrow and yawn. His sword hoisted over his shoulder and the red cracks slowly closing as if they were never there. "Sorry, took a bit longer than expected" He would stop next to Yawn, looking to Farron "Hello again, i see you got my signal" He looks to Yawn "And you were worried he wouldnt show"
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jul 29, 2017 19:56:28 GMT -8
Yawn's eyes met Farron as she stood before him, her coils wrapped around herself as she remained still. She wanted to just remove her visor and turn him to stone right then and there but she knew that any attempts to reason with him would be wasted if she were to do that right away. Instead she fidgeted with her hands and waited for Kairn to arrive. When Farron questioned her she felt a chill crawl up her spine, she never thought she would have to actually converse with the man and the idea of sharing words with him chilled her to her core.
"I-I'm f-fine." She said, her stutter returning as she made a face. Something about this man bothered her and she tried her best to hide it until she heard the sound coming from the forest. She turned, looking deep into the woods as she heard what amounted to a tornado suddenly, unable to see what was happening through the dense forest until Kairn emerged. She immediately gave a look of relief as he approached, standing beside her as she looked back to Farron. She felt safe all of a sudden, even giggling a little as Kairn mentioned her words from before.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jul 29, 2017 20:03:32 GMT -8
Farron smiled to her, noticing her fear as he crossed one leg over the other. When the explosion occurred he could see the maelstrom over the tops of the trees where he was sitting, noticing Yawn looking into the forest instead of above it. He chuckled lightly to her as he watched her, taking another puff on his pipe and noticing her refusal to even acknowledge him at that moment. He would stand as Kairn walked into the picture and greet him with a nod, the warm smile ever present on his face.
"Of course. How could I not come after a show like that." He said, clapping his hand against the other as if to applaud Kairn or perhaps taunt him. "I would admit it has been quite some time since I have seen action like that." He added, taking another puff of his pipe before sticking his thumb into the end and snuffing out the burning herbs within. "Well then Kairn, you strike me as a man who likes to get to the point... So what did you wish to discuss with me?" He asked, his expression and inflection changing to something colder than he normally showed. Farron seemed almost irritated by Kairn for a moment, however a smile was still showing on his face. It was almost like Farron was enjoying himself.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2017 3:44:33 GMT -8
Kairn nods to Farron as he places the sword back onto his back and calming himself further after the fight. He looked up again his eyes having a calculating look to them "To put it simply, we have came to negotiate a full truce, one soul bound by death. The paladin is no more, i honestly think the demon knight from the other day may have been him twisted by darkness, but thats simply conjecture on my end."
He looks back to the forest for a moment "Your undead have taken many lives over the years, so in fairness any injustice should have been properly paid. Further violence is simply a grudge against the town. What i propose, is a two part seal, one piece placed in your tower, the other buried under the town. Whichever party violates the truce, their seal will activate and bring down everything they have built, it will have enough intelligence to tell who is the true guilty party, so there are not any tricks.
For your tower, i will help erect a wall to give the villagers warning that to cross means to forfeit their lives with no retaliation allowed from the village. Likewise, any undead on the other side of the wall will meet the same fate. Though i would ask for some way for you and the mayor to keep in communication so if circumstances require you can inform each other of an incoming messenger or the like" He lets out a small breath "So, what do you say Farron? Peace, or should the fight continue to its ultimate end?"
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jul 30, 2017 14:57:35 GMT -8
Yawn stood upright or as much as 'stand' could be interpenetrated for someone with no legs. She looked to Kairn and back to Farron, listening the two of them exchange words. She felt uneasy about this meeting. Something specifically about Farron screamed for her to run away, like sirens blaring in her ears. However rather than run she would scowl at Farron instead, the louder the blaring got the worse the scowl became until she needed to turn her gaze away from him. Looking back to Kairn would calm her until she managed the courage to look to Farron again and the process would repeat.
She thought about Kairn's deal to him, something about the village having the change to explode unsettled her but it was a deal that would have to be made. Was there no other way she thought as she watched to Kairn before back to Farron. She was still new to the outside world and didn't understand the intricate workings of the world so she refused to speak up on her thoughts. However something about this meeting made her feel for certain that things would not end well.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jul 30, 2017 15:11:53 GMT -8
Farron pulled out his tool, cleaning his pipe with it in silence as he thought about Kairn's words. "Perhaps you are right..." He said, the inflection in his voice screaming for a but to be added as he continued to clean his pipe in silence. He blew a breath of air into the head of the pipe, making sure it was clear before putting the tool and the pipe away and turned his gaze back to Kairn. "However it is not the town I have a grievance over." He added, looking to Yawn before back to Kairn. Yawn's reaction caused a smirk to form on his face, finding her irritation of him to be amusing. His reaction would no doubt irritate her more and he was absolutely fine with that.
Farron took a step to the side as if giving them room to move beyond him. It didn't take him long however for him to move back, pacing a little as he thought about the deal. "I don't believe the seals are necessary. Useless unneeded bloodshed was always a fault of theirs not mine. You see I have ever only be after one thing. When I hold a grudge I don't hold it against the whole town however I did make a promise. I can compromise..." He finally turned to look at Kairn again, his eyes flashing a sick neon green in the shade of the forest. "I will call off my undead and leave the town alone for as long as they leave me. I have no quarrel with them unless they give me cause to. I can handle my own affairs and do not require the aid of your seals nor do I welcome foreign magic into my tower. I ask for only one thing... one simple thing. I require the last blood of Abraham Finch. If you wish for me to end my attack on Ansem them bring me tribute... I want Jorda Finch brought to me."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2017 10:25:59 GMT -8
Kairn listens to him quietly, then when he reveals he wants Jorda, he sighs "Yeah...jorda told me you would probably want that in exchange for peace. If it were solely up to me i would end delegations here and fight you to the bitter end, but it is not up to me. I will return to the village and inform Jorda of your response. If he agrees i will send up a white flare to inform you we are on our way with him, but if he and the others ask me to save him, i will throw up a red flare meaning a fight will ensue"
He looks to yawn, patting her head gently before looking back to Farron "Something to clear up first though, i want to know exactly why your so fixated on Abrahams family line. Usually when something spans generations like that it is usually related to a spell, or the ancestor in question did something to burn an everlasting hatred into ones soul. If jorda cares not for the villages wishes and tries to save his own skin, your answer will sway my decision on how to react" He looks to Farron his eyes turning dark and calculated again, examining Farrons slightest twitches "You have given me no real reason to discount what information you give me, but know that if i am lied to in this, things will not end well, for anyone"
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jul 31, 2017 17:23:36 GMT -8
Yawn watched the two as they negotiated, feeling a chill as Farron expressed his want for Jorda. She turned her gaze to Kairn again as she listened to his query, her tail twitching idly as her hands did their best not to fidget. She would look back to Farron, listening with Kairn for an answer when he was finished asking, curious herself as to why Farron was dead set on such a nice old man.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jul 31, 2017 17:42:26 GMT -8
Farron sat back down, listening to Kairn's words. It seemed there would not be a fight after all. He gave Kairn a warm smile but the smile faded as Kairn asked him why he wanted Jorda. He took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as if calming himself from a rage. He closed his eyes for a moment of silence before finally opening them back up. The green glow of his eyes stabbed like daggers in the dark, looking to Kairn as if into his soul.
"What if I told you why we feud? Would it make a difference?" He asked, reaching into his robe to draw out his pipe once more, fiddling with some fresh herbs. "Even if I told you could you believe it? Would you knowing what I am? So many others would dismiss my words as lies because of my nature. How do you gauge whether or not I tell the truth?" He asked, watching Kairn as if his face would tell him the answer. His gaze suddenly fell on Yawn, watching as she shivered unintentionally as he looked straight at her before turning his gaze to Kairn once again. "Abraham Finch was the leader of a gang of bandits. Thugs, mercenaries..." His gaze would fall upon Yawn for a split second again as he spoke. "Poachers. He would deal in any manner of different activities that would be deemed illegal. His gang used to call him Axe master Abe." He paused, looking to Kairn before he caused a green flame to pop up onto his thumb, lighting the pipe with it before it vanished. This time there was no incantation, it wasn't a spell at all. Farron just simply willed the flame into existence. "He stole something from me... Something precious." He said, looking up at Kairn again. "A reliquary. He sacrificed hundreds of his men just to get it without a second thought." He took a long draw from his pipe, blowing a puff of smoke into the air. "I encountered him and gave him one chance to give it back. He refused and so I swore to curse him and his kin. I promised him I would destroy his family legacy and I intend to keep my promise. It is as simple as that." He said, looking to see if Kairn was satisfied.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2017 18:13:11 GMT -8
Kairn nods a bit "There are many things that can give away a person if they are lying. even small matters that most do not already know about. Distractions, fidgeting, odd glances or uncharacteristic movements. I believe your telling the truth since your story aligns with yawns a bit as well. Not to mention a town that diverse usually only comes about a few ways and a bandit clan is indeed one of them"
He reaches over and rubs yawns head giving her a smile "Since you told me why you wish to have him, if he tries to save himself by sacrificing the town, i'll know he is truly abes decedent, not worth the effort to save. Now then, this brings up another possibility for a solution. Im assuming the reliquary is still missing, if so then what if im able to bring it back? would that settle things for you to let Jorda go?"
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jul 31, 2017 19:00:41 GMT -8
Farron took another long drag from his pipe, watching as he blew smoke rings into the air. He listened to Kairn's words and looked to him after a long moment. "You can't bring it back..." He said, his glare more serious and a bit angered even as he looked to Kairn. "That reliquary is lost... there is no returning it." He said, turning his gaze away to take another long drag. "If Jorda is the man he says he is then there should be no problems. Once I have him in my grasp there will be no need to attack the town..." He paused a moment, turning back to Kairn. "Although... I have a life link on Abe's descendants... you may want to check that Jorda is in fact the only living descendant of Abe." He said, a sadistic grin growing on his face as he turned away from Kairn. "In the event that Jorda has been hiding someone... I will know once he leaves the town..." He said, turning away from Kairn. He began to laugh, a menacing laugh as his body seemed to almost vanish into green smoke, dissapearing from their sight.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2017 14:08:13 GMT -8
Kairn let out a small breath after Farron left, he looks to Yawn and rubs her head. "That last bit makes me wonder if i should have just went ahead and fought" He sighs "Lets go back to town and talk to Jorda...need to figure out what to do and all. Plus that hint he left at the end of there being another..." He looks to yawn again rubbing her head with a soft smile "Well that would probably be a final straw...anyway, lets head back" He gathers himself and starts the trek back to town, taking them by the large scorch mark where he used the fire spell.
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Aug 1, 2017 19:43:34 GMT -8
Yawn let out a sigh of relief when Farron left, turning to look at Kairn with a smile. She nodded to his words, thinking that maybe he should have as well. She knew there was something off about Farron and had a feeling things wouldn't be simple. She nodded to him again and looked behind then back to the town as he suggested they head back, following close behind them as they made their way back to Ansem. Along the way there were no undead, not even the bodies of those Kairn had destroyed remained in any capacity. It was as if there were no undead whatsoever.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 3, 2017 9:40:06 GMT -8
Kairn had noticed the lack of undead as they trekked but it didnt surprise him "He wants his prize, of course he would make safe passage to the ones that might bring it too him" As they reached the town he sent word to Jorda they were back. Meanwhile he looked to yawn and patted her on the head with a smile and giving her a few goods "You did good out there yawn. Go back to sissy's and get something to eat. Im going to talk to Jorda then i'll join you soon ok?"
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Aug 3, 2017 14:44:09 GMT -8
Yawn smiled to him as they returned, feeling the pat on her head. She nodded to him when he told her to get something from Sissy's and moved forward. "Okay. I will be waiting." She said, turning back to him before slithering off towards the tavern for something to eat and drink. In the back of her mind she hoped he would be returning soon, if anything because she didn't have money to pay Sissy.
For now however she would be in the tavern waiting for him to return...
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Amateur
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Piper Garland
Race: Mix breed (Nymph, Demon, Human)
Gender: Female
Age: 21
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Post by Piper Garland on Aug 3, 2017 14:53:44 GMT -8
It didn't take long for Jorda to hear word of Kairn's return. He would wait in his house for Kairn as his maid would come to greet Kairn in his stead. She smiled and bowed to him respectfully, staying a moment before standing back.
"Greetings Mr. Kairn. Elder Jorda is waiting for you in his house if you would be so kind as to follow me." She said, turning in her heel in a moment to lead Kairn back to Jorda's house. As they approached she would gently wipe her feet before stepping up onto the porch, opening the door and offering Kairn to enter before she did. "This way please." She said, insisting that Kairn go first. As he entered into the house the maid would close the door behind her before ushering Kairn into a lounge room, two large chairs faced a fireplace, Jorda's arm noticeable on the arm of one of the chairs.
"Come come..." Jorda spoke as he waved his hand to Kairn, beckoning him fourth as the maid left the lounge to attend to her other duties. "Tell me of your escapade." Jorda said to him, his hand reaching for the tea cup that sat on the little table between the chairs.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2017 3:08:41 GMT -8
Kairn watched Yawn head to the inn,making sure he gave her money for her food before turning his attention to Jordas maid. He nodded to her and followed her to Jordas house. He made sure to wipe his feet as well before nodding to her again as she held the way open for him. He headed inside and upon seeing the two chairs, moved to sit in the other chair. He relaxed briefly for a moment before sitting up and looking to the fireplace
"It was as you said, he will not stop until he has you. I got him to reveal why as well, it seems your ancestor and he had history. Saying your ancestor stole something of his and when he refused to return it Farron vowed to wipe out his family line. I offered to return it if it still was here but it seems in his mind it is lost forever even if it is still here. It seems the only two choices are to fight him all out, or offer yourself up. I said i would return to talk with you, get your response then inform him of things with a flare."
Kairn sighs and rubs his temple "I'll will go with your decision, but if you wish to fight, to save yourself then i think you should include the town on the decision. If you choose to give yourself up...well i have to warn you. He mentioned if there is anther heir to your line he will know as soon as you step out of the barrier. So if there is, your sacrifice will be in vain as he will still demand them as well." He looks over to Jorda his eyes going cold "But if the heir happens to be yawn, something thats sounding in the back of my mind, then know i will fight him tooth and nail no matter what anyone chooses"
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Amateur
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Piper Garland
Race: Mix breed (Nymph, Demon, Human)
Gender: Female
Age: 21
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Post by Piper Garland on Aug 4, 2017 14:47:19 GMT -8
Jorda fluttered his eyebrows as Kairn took his seat, looking over to him as he placed his cup down. Kairn told him of everything, explaining what Farron had told to him. Jorda nodded silently, a grimm look growing on his face when Kairn mentioned Farron's phylactery. Jorda crossed his fingers in his hands, grunting as he continued to listen to Kairn for a while longer before speaking.
"Of course... of course. As you know I am ready to sacrifice myself... To be honest I cannot say if I am the only heir or not. Abraham Finch was a bastard, a cold heated bastard and he slept around with many women... although I can think of only one line that Farron is after... that would be mine." He said, grunting a little as he adjusted his seat. "To be honest I had a sister... but my father, Abe's grandson sent her away during the time Farron's hoard had returned. She was so young." Jorda turned to look to the window a moment.
"Excuse me sir?" A maid would approach, offering to fill Jorda's cup with a pot before turning to Kairn. If Kairn was interested in tea she would pour a new cup for him before walking away. Once the tea was poured Jorda would take his cup in hand again, holding it as he slowly sipped from it.
"To be honest... I have had some suspicions of Piper. I can't say for certain though. I have no way of knowing. Sad to say the only way we will know is if I leave... and I believe wholeheartedly that Farron won't say until I am already dead. Unless you?" He said, turning to raise his eyebrow high enough that his eye became visible. "He didn't happen to tell you what his phylactery was did he?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2017 8:36:47 GMT -8
Kairn politely refused the tea as he thought, giving a soft sigh. "To be honest there was a whisper in my mind of piper as well as she seems to have a magical connection to the town, but it was simply conjecture." He looks up as Jorda mentions the phylactery "He said it was a reliquary, but from my experience that can be a lot of things, from a small box to a large library, as long as they contain holy remains. Though granted, most reliquaries are portable, and i doubt your ancestor stole something too big to carry. If he had im willing to bet the town would have been built around it, as his camp would have stationed around it to protect it"
He shakes his head "Theres too many variables in this to make a decent decision. More and more its looking a better option to simply head out and fight. I have a trump card i can play, something i doubt Farron will be able to defend against. A day and a halfs flight from here, by her standards is a sky dragon ive helped before. Her roar is very high pitched, powerful enough even to cause stone to shatter to dust. I could call her, but if she roars too close to the town..."
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Amateur
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Piper Garland
Race: Mix breed (Nymph, Demon, Human)
Gender: Female
Age: 21
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Post by Piper Garland on Aug 5, 2017 19:12:06 GMT -8
Jorda gave Kairn a nod, listening to his words as he finished his tea and placed the cup on the table. He would grunt as he shifted his body, moving to lift himself from his comfortable position against the back of the chair.
"Well I can hardly say Piper is a Finch or has blood. It is merely speculation on my part as well. I would rather sacrifice my life in vein then sit around idly and watch my town fall apart. If there is even the slightest chance that I can save it then I will take that chance." He said, letting out a couple coughs as he pushed himself from the chair and moved to stand up. He grunted as he held his back and grabbed for his staff. "My ancestor might have been a bastard but I won't sit idly by when I could be doing something about it."
He looked back to Kairn, as if he was already ready to go at that very moment, blinking a couple times as he looked to him. "Besides I don't have long for this world. Might as well go out with a bang right? It's the least I could do." He said, coughing again. His coughing fit would go on this time, reaching for a handkerchief and coughing into it, looking into the piece of cloth after he had finished. He looked back to Kairn, as if to further explain his situation as he prepared to leave. "If I don't do this now... I might as well crawl into bed and die. At least I am doing something." He said with an odd chuckle.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2017 17:34:10 GMT -8
Kairn nodded and headed outside. He looked down towards the inn for a moment before shaking his head and looked to Jorda "No matter what happens i will protect the town, though i would ask that while were out there your assistant watches over Yawn for me. I get the distinct feeling this will end violently and i dont want to expose her to that any more than i have too" He turns back towards the edge of town and snaps his fingers towards the sky. A white ball of flame shoots forth into the air and bursts up in the sky.
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Amateur
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Piper Garland
Race: Mix breed (Nymph, Demon, Human)
Gender: Female
Age: 21
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Post by Piper Garland on Aug 6, 2017 22:28:39 GMT -8
Jorda nodded back to Kairn as he followed with him towards the edge of town. He smiled to Kairn as they approached, tapping the end of his staff to the ground as they walked. "If your friend is in the tavern then Sis could provide her with more protection that my assistant ever could. I wouldn't worry she is in safe hands." He looked up, watching Kairn fire his flare into the sky as if signaling someone... or something...
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Aug 6, 2017 22:45:29 GMT -8
Farron would see the flare fire into the sky, smiling to himself as he watched the white spread out. He would make his way back to the Cabin, sitting back down on the rock as he prepped to smoke his pipe again. He would wait for Kairn and Jorda to return, taking a puff of his pipe. He wondered if Kairn should be told what the reliquary was. "Reliquary... heh." He said to himself, wondering if that was perhaps not the word he should have used. That was however what he called it, a reliquary... a reliquary of sorts anyways.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2017 18:50:07 GMT -8
Kairn thought for a minute "Not exactly protection for her, more of someone to keep her company and reassure her things will be ok. I dont want to worry her..." He shook his head "Anyway, most likely hes waiting at the cabin out there that i frequent. It seems to have become the meeting place." He leads Jorda out, not too worried about the undead this time, figuring farron wanted jorda delivered peacefully. "If things go to hell.."He bites his own finger and places it on Jordas hand, marking him. "...theres a barrier around the cabin that Farron cant penetrate...at least for the moment anyway. If things go crazy make a run for the cabin, the mark i gave you will let you pass"
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Amateur
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Piper Garland
Race: Mix breed (Nymph, Demon, Human)
Gender: Female
Age: 21
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Post by Piper Garland on Aug 8, 2017 17:07:44 GMT -8
Jorda walked quietly, peacefully beside Kairn as they made their way through the forest towards the cabin. He looked to the mark that Kairn made on his hand and chuckled, "I do appreciate the sentiment however I don't believe that is going to be nessisary. I have no intention to fight and if Farron is the man you've claimed to have met then he would not attack unprovoked."
Besides a coughing fit or two they would easily make their way there, the open clearing of the cabin coming into view after only a moments travel. Jorda would pause a moment, a sudden fear washing over him as he came into view of Farron. Even as he was ready for his life to end he was still a man, and all men have a degree of fear for death but he would only swallow once, stepping forward to meet Kairn's side again and greet Farron.
"So... the time has finally come Farron." Jorda spoke, his voice holding only the tiniest hint of shake as he spoke. "I must admit I never thought I would see this day... part of me believed that I would die before you could have your way." He said, letting out a forced chuckle as he looked onward towards the man that would seal his doom.
Jorda raised his brow to Kiarn, looking to him with a sad eye before walking forward, taking steps towards Farron of his own accord. "I trust you have what you want Farron. I am the last line of the Finch family... I have had no children. I have not married. In hopes that my death would finally end this feud." He said as he approached Farron.
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gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Aug 8, 2017 17:18:33 GMT -8
Farron had waited for a while when Jorda and Kairn finally came into view. "I must admit I am impressed." He said, standing from the rock as he held his pipe in his hands. "I never expected you to be brave enough to come." He said, giving a cold eye to Jorda. Farron listened to Jorda speak, standing strong as Jorda walked towards him. Farron would turn his gaze to Kairn, giving him a nod as he looked his way.
"I am indeed impressed Kairn. I did not honestly expect you to bring Jorda to me." He said, looking back down at the old man through the corner of his eye. "Though I do wish it had been sooner... He does not look long for this world."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 8, 2017 21:16:39 GMT -8
Kairn watched the two exchange words before he stepped up next to Jorda and placed his hand on the mans shoulder before looking to Farron "He volunteered to come to you Farron. Now, two things to discuss, First, now that hes here is there another that you would ask of us? Second, if there isnt, is there any way you can settle this and let Jorda live out his days? As you said he doesnt have long left and a decent resolution to end this would be better in the eyes of the villagers. They would be less likely to have a grudge that way and lessen the likelihood of future incidents"
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gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Aug 9, 2017 17:40:50 GMT -8
Farron chuckled, taking a long draw on his pipe before speaking. "I like your persistence Kairn... however if I were willing to let Jorda live the rest of his days I would not have asked for him." He said, his eyes glowing the same sick bright green that his mist gave off. He turned around, walking a little ways away from them and towards the cabin's barrier, closing his eyes as he thought. He continued to smoke his pipe, thinking a moment before turning back to Kairn. He waved his hand before him, whisps of green flowing about his hand. Suddenly a scroll appeared before him, opening it to read it's contents. He would puff on his pipe and occasionally look up to Jorda and Kairn before back down at the scroll.
"There is one way... however you will not like it seeing that you are trying to save his life." Farron said, giving Kairn a smile. This smile was more wicked than his usual welcoming one, puffing on his pipe once more before rolling up the scroll and removing the pipe from his mouth. "There is another in Ansem with Abraham's blood." He said, looking back to Jorda. "And they are young..." He said with a grin, looking back to Kairn after gauging Jorda's reaction. "You can save Jorda's life and I will leave him to live out the rest of his days on one condition... I want the other one." He said, checking to see Kairn's reaction. He didn't think Kairn was going to go for it, furthermore he felt Kairn was beginning to feel obligated to go back on his word and straight up attack however, revealing another Finch within the town changed everything regardless.
"I swore and oath of blood on the Finch family line. I intend to keep that today as much as I did the day I made it and Abraham... he was present when I did. He knew full well what he had done to me." Farron said, looking to Jorda, a hint of anger on his face before looking back to Kairn. He gave Kairn a grin once more, wicked and insidious. His facade had all but fallen away now, revealing to Kairn his true nature... The snake in Alder woods...
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