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In the rein of Lord Zapotna... |
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They say it one that addles the mind and makes the inflicted see or hear things that are not there supposedly. Those in the climax of the fever have glazed, and black eyes, and speak of a time approaching quickly... |
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Nicholas called back as he started slicing hanks of meat from the roasting piece of boar that was slowly cooking over the large fireplace and then dished the potatoes from the pan he had cooking over a smaller cook-fire in a pit under the hole in the roof that let all the smoke go out and could be shut with the pull of a cord when it rained. |
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Nicholas dished up five plates of boar meat and potatoes, sniffing appreciatively as he exited the kitchen balancing all of them and heading for the table that had ordered them. |
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He set down each plate of boar and potatoes with a flourish as he served them, grinning at the motley collection of man who were looking at him in confusion. |
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"…So I just named off some dishes that I think you might like in the future, rather than always ordering the same boring thing every night you come here” |
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Nichols shook his head at her and kissed his mother on the forehead. He and his father both hadn’t contracted the illness and they assumed they never would. “I love you too Mother.”
When he finally returned to the tavern’s main room, Nicholas saw that most of the patrons had left with the exception of the usual stragglers as well as… |
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The man had a blacksmith’s build and was about 6 foot, 5 inches tall... |
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The Healer put a hand over her mouth to keep from being sick as she was shook around and the violent, sudden movement made her stomach toss and turn in her abdomen. “Sir, please stop shaking me.” She whispered, shuddering in his grip. |
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The blonde woman that entered the bar… |
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...stood slowly, Bar fights weren't something that she normally didn't tolerate, and… |
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Slowly, she reached out and began to ease the knife out of its case, but the man shook her again, the one he still gripped tightly. |
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"Please don't work 'round here missy…" Then he looked over at his friends still seated at the table three of them, all built like him except varying in height, hair, and eye color. |
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His friends joined in the chuckling afterward as if their leader had just made the best joke in the land. |
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I’m was going to do something about it. She stood on a nearby chair, drawing back her dishwater blonde bangs and shook her head as she... |
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While Geoff and the male stranger are having their tiff, the blonde girl...
...dodged it and brought his hand down soundly over her ear. ...sending her five-foot, nine-inch form fall to the floor hard... |
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The man first spun away from the larger man... |
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Talin, saw the woman lying on the bed in the little room, a small fire going in the fireplace with a kettle of water over it. The bar owner was in there, thinner and quicker than the ones outside, moves around... |
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"What?” Talin turned her eyes back to the woman’s face, and found to her surprise, that the sick woman was smiling at her. |
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Finally she put the pouch to the side and moved... |
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A few, she simply dipped in the water before pressing them against the woman’s dry skin. Others she allowed to soak into the water while the final ones were crushed and then sprinkled into the water. |
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There was a slight shuffling sound at the door and Talin turned to see Dmitri standing in the doorway and watching the Healer as well as his wife with fear and concern in his eyes. |
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The man she cut hisses in pain and reaches a hand out quickly to take the blonde girl by the throat and starts to squeeze. |
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Shoving his body away from the wall, the blacksmith started to swing at the blonde man in his drunken stupor, who ducked the blows and retaliating by... |
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As the his ribs shattered, Geoff groaned quietly... |
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He grabbed his now empty tankard on his way past his own table and smashes it into the back of the head... |
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Then she and the man glance at one another, nod, and head out of the tavern, leaving silence in their wake as the patrons file out shortly after them, the very few left heading upstairs to rooms they had paid for the night. |
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When the Elite Guards left, the desert warrior moved back across the tavern to his table and retrieved the long object that he had leant up against it, wrapped in leather bindings, directing his broken Lanthosian to the blonde girl that was rubbing her neck, as if trying to rid herself of the memory. |
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The blonde girl nodded slowly, wiping the knife she had off on the inside of her long skirt’s hem and hiding back away... |
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Just then, the bar owner extricated himself from the back room and Nicholas fell silent as he watched the silent exchange between the Healer and his father... |
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Talin's voice was gentle but firm as she advised the man on how best to care for his wife. |
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The desert warrior said quietly, before turning his back on them and striding up the old but solid wooden stairs to the rooms... |
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The next morning, Nicholas trudged his way into the man room of the tavern... |
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Marveling at the destruction from the night before as he and his father right a table, Nicholas looks up at this father. |
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Before the blonde girl, the desert warrior or Talin can argue... |
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"Take these to our guests, and then go find out where your father's wandered off to..." She commanded quietly, drifting off in thoughts of where Dmitri could have wandered off to. |
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“I’m sorry to bother you but, you helped distract the men from me last night.. both of you..” Talin said, tapping the desert man’s arm too. “And I don’t know either one of your names.” |
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While they all began to enjoy their breakfast, the door of the tavern opened to let someone enter, a person wrapped tightly in a cloak and leaning heavily on a gnarled cane, the posture bent over and almost curling around just as the handle did, and a young woman at the cloaked person's side, hand under their arm to aid them. There is no telling of the cloaked person's gender or age, except by the fine boned hand curled around the handle of his/her cane with long, curled finger nails, the skin very wrinkled and tanned. |
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Just as the young woman assisted her much older companion into a chair, a high pitched scream rent through the air of the tavern, coming from the room past the kitchen entrance, but muffled as if from very far away. The cloaked person pointed a gnarled finger at the direction of the sound and looks at his/her attendant, nodded and tore off running, hand moving immediately to draw the dagger at her belt. |
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...but he decided not to follow them completely past the kitchen, turning and returning to the main room, keeping one eye on the old person, sitting so still in its cloak, he could swear it was listening. |
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Nicholas followed the young girl through the room past the kitchen (the larder) and watched as the girl wrenched open the door at the back of it, leading to the place where the meat was hung and stored until needed. He marveled briefly at the ease the young woman tugged the door open, being three times her height and weight, but he stopped at the sight of his mother kneeling in the room, sobbing below Dmitri, who was hanging from the ceiling upside down, disemboweled and a deep cut across his neck, the steady drip of blood making the large puddle in the floor shiver with each drop. |
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Talin was the first to come up behind Nicholas and placed her hand on the boy’s shoulder gently, a gasp of shock announcing her presence to the others as tears pricked her eyes. |
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Satisfied there's nothing of interest there... |
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"Peace boy, the culprit has moved on. He found his target." The old woman's attendant replied... |
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Talin moved her attention to the innkeeper's newly made widow. |
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Her eyesare a piercing ice-blue color and right now, she looked incensed. |
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"Who is that you brought with you?" he asked, glancing back towards the elderly-seeming woman back in the main room of the tavern. |
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The cloaked woman warns carefully, eyeing the Elyrian swordsman again and then looking over at Nicholas, as if to make a point. |
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The cloaked woman crossed her arms in front of her, gazing at each of them in turn before she speaks again. "Originally, they started off as a group of tradesman, wanting to do business with each other in trade, rather than having to pay, and also would refer their customers and patrons to each other.... and then someone got greedy and made a deal with an outside force." |
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“...There were seven tradesmen at the beginning of bargains. Now there are two. When the eighth broke their pact with his greed, they took off and all ran to different parts of the world. And he's let them sit quietly and in peace, until now. Letting them think they got away. I don't know what suddenly changed the circumstances, but I do know that it has to stop." |
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"What illnesses?" Erebus asks in broken Lanthosian... |
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As she walked out into the main room with him, her eyes came to rest on her mentor, who turned around to face them just that moment... |
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