A hooded figure enters Varshikar, he is adorned in black from his black cloak to the black steel over his hands and feet. He shouts into the night...
"Kent, are you here?"
"Kent I have a message for you."
The door of one of the houses in Varshikar opens, and exits Jacob kent in what appears to be cassual clothes.
"I have a message for you." The cloaked figure says
"well what is it?" Kent replys
The cloaked man speaks, his voice low and gruff in tone, yet as he speaks he unstraps his axe from his back. "Thirsty Charming Fox" After saying this the cloaked figure charges at the man, swining his axe. Jacob appearing compleatly supprised stumbled back from the man's axe. After a few blows delt by the man to Jacob the man stops. To the side of the scene Irania puts her hand to her mouth, watching. The cloaked figure straps the axe to his back and speaks.
"message Delivered."
The cloaked figure dissapears into the night, appearently leaving Varshikar.
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Jacob
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- Location: The northern forest with his flute and his thoughts
Jacob and Irania laid together near the fire, warming their bare bodies. Jacob had uttered those words, the words he had said never before.
"Irania. I love you."
He said as he laid his head on her shoulder comfortable in her embrace. But then the voice came calling for him outside. He thought Retlak or possibly a few dwarves, he would not shy away but he was not equiped for combat.
The man attacked and Jacob fell back. Jacob watched him leave... He would find out who it was and would see he burned.
"Irania. I love you."
He said as he laid his head on her shoulder comfortable in her embrace. But then the voice came calling for him outside. He thought Retlak or possibly a few dwarves, he would not shy away but he was not equiped for combat.
The man attacked and Jacob fell back. Jacob watched him leave... He would find out who it was and would see he burned.
Irania sits down in the Trollsbane shop, nibbling at a tangerine. She lowers her head and sinks down a bit, clutching her bag to her side. She found Caeser to be quite a strange man yet intriguing nonetheless. It just wasn't perfect the first two times, not how she wanted it. She bites into the fruit again and brings her feet up onto the chair, crossing them underneath herself. But no, she want NOT about to go crawling, that was not her style. If anyone was going to speak first it most certainly would not be her.
Finishing off the tangerine, Irania sifts through the bag by her side and take notice once again of the ring on her finger. Apparently he had given it to her whilst drunk. That she did not remember. Ignoring the nagging feeling in the back of her mind, she twists it a bit.
"Princess indeed!" She mutters.
Finishing off the tangerine, Irania sifts through the bag by her side and take notice once again of the ring on her finger. Apparently he had given it to her whilst drunk. That she did not remember. Ignoring the nagging feeling in the back of her mind, she twists it a bit.
"Princess indeed!" She mutters.
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Sidney Varguea
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That was the oldest of the tricks he knew. It was not old in the meaning he knew it for a long time, but meaning it was already old when he learnt it.
He used to have nightmares about how he was taught the technique of hypnotize. His master liked to use snakes during the trainning. He made the Nomad stay between four snakes, still, only staring at them.
If they attacked him, his punishment was the fever of the poison for a week.
If he could persuade them with his eyes only, he had passed the test and mastered the technique.
And he passed the test, eventually.
After that day, he only trained with humans. Walking through the streets of his sandy town, hypnotizing everyone that crossed his way, playing with their minds, until he got scolded by his master for abusing his teachings.
- Never again you will use this on a human without purpose - his master had said that day.
The Nomad used the technique known as "Owl Eyes" once again yesterday.
This time he made a bold move, a kid game of terrible taste. He made a woman forget the existance of the man she loved and who loved her. He did it on the easier way, playing with a coin between his fingers, making the gold coin dance like a Sun, and convincing her of watching it. He did on the easier way, without eye contact.
The man the Nomad made she forget was named Jacob Kent.
The woman was Irania Bel'Arus Beothach. A name he learned while asking the hypnotized victim.
But he commited a mistake - the ring. He forgot about the damn ring. It was probably a gift from Jacob. So, once again, he had to use of his sneak tongue to convince her it was a gift from him, actually.
- A gift to my princess - he said, smirking, as always; even that time he was hearing the voices in his head. They were telling him to do things.
- Hold her, you stupid - was saying Edward.
- How boring - was saying Caesar.
- Control yourself, she is a lady - was saying Regulus.
- Kill her - said Kaiser.
He only kept smirking, staring at her, blankly.
He used to have nightmares about how he was taught the technique of hypnotize. His master liked to use snakes during the trainning. He made the Nomad stay between four snakes, still, only staring at them.
If they attacked him, his punishment was the fever of the poison for a week.
If he could persuade them with his eyes only, he had passed the test and mastered the technique.
And he passed the test, eventually.
After that day, he only trained with humans. Walking through the streets of his sandy town, hypnotizing everyone that crossed his way, playing with their minds, until he got scolded by his master for abusing his teachings.
- Never again you will use this on a human without purpose - his master had said that day.
The Nomad used the technique known as "Owl Eyes" once again yesterday.
This time he made a bold move, a kid game of terrible taste. He made a woman forget the existance of the man she loved and who loved her. He did it on the easier way, playing with a coin between his fingers, making the gold coin dance like a Sun, and convincing her of watching it. He did on the easier way, without eye contact.
The man the Nomad made she forget was named Jacob Kent.
The woman was Irania Bel'Arus Beothach. A name he learned while asking the hypnotized victim.
But he commited a mistake - the ring. He forgot about the damn ring. It was probably a gift from Jacob. So, once again, he had to use of his sneak tongue to convince her it was a gift from him, actually.
- A gift to my princess - he said, smirking, as always; even that time he was hearing the voices in his head. They were telling him to do things.
- Hold her, you stupid - was saying Edward.
- How boring - was saying Caesar.
- Control yourself, she is a lady - was saying Regulus.
- Kill her - said Kaiser.
He only kept smirking, staring at her, blankly.