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ShiftySands

07-07-2006, 08:51 PM

Tales of the City in Between The female Ratonga slithered through the crowds in East Freeport making sure no one would detect her. She had soft dark brown fur, eyes big and black. No taller than a humanoid child no less sneaky than the shadows themselves. Gonetia was the ratonga’s name. Walking lighter than air she crept into a tavern unnoticed to hide. The tavern was seaside and 3 stories high. Now confident she had gotten away from her pursuer Gonetia walked up the stairs to the inn room that she had stayed at for the past month. She opened the door open to her luxury apartment and slid in. The interior was dark and there were no furnishings. It was a 2 room apartment meant for the upper class of Freeport. The only thing in the apartment was a mat. Now opening a package Gonetia sat on her mat. Satisfied with her steal she couldn’t help but find a smile on her face. “HEY what do you think you are doing here”, a voice echoed in the room. Extremely startled Gonetia squeaked in fear. “Its mines mines mines, leave dark elfs I have nothing you needs”, Gonetia said clenching her package. “That may be true rat but you are in my dwelling I think its some sort of my business.” The dark elf had markings of extreme power and a brutal past. His eyes midnight blue and an extraordinary shade of violet skin tone. He appeared to be about 5’1 and very thin. The thing that caught Gonetia’s interest was his bulging muscles. Most dark elfs were mages or priests of some sort. He had a gi of some sort for clothing. “I care not of your vender trash rat, but I do wonder why you are in my dwelling.” “Gonetia hates sleepings on the streets.” “Today is your lucky day lesser one because I’m going to let you leave with your life, the Elf said with a hurried tone.” Gonetia giggled wildly enraging the elf. Coming from a strange angle Gonetia was stuck by a hearty blow to her left shoulder. “How is that for humorous rat, now leave!” Gonetia stumbled back almost losing her balance. Showing no hurt on her face Gonetia regained her balance. Just as the Dark one was going to strike again the Ratonga was suddenly gone. “What kind of trickery is this rat”, the enraged elf roared. The dark elf then felt the tip of a shiv on the back of his neck. “You don’t understand little one”, the dark one claimed. “I’s understands fine you tries to kill Gonetia now I’s kills you.” “We will both die if you don’t leave now.” “Oh reallys”, she said with a playful look on her face. At that moment the inns door suddenly burst open, Freeport militia now storming in. “See rat now we are both going to perish because of your selfishness.” There was then a flash of light and Gonetia and the dark elf were at a nomad camp in the Commonlands. To be continued