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Gratuitios

11-11-2007, 12:41 AM

Dead Witch WalkingChapter 1: Greetings! "Haha! I knew you'd be here, Erola!" I turned, surprised to see my friend, Corp. She was short, for a Barbarian, but I was not much better being an Arasai and all. Her hair was up in a bun, it always was, and shined golden. Though I did not particularly care for her, I tolerated her presence. I bowed my head in greetings to her rude hello, my green-purple hair falling in the way as usual. Corp, noting my mirthlessness, regained her lost business-like manner and bowed her head back, apologizing for her rude behavior. A smile crossed my face as I nodded an acceptance. "So, what're you here for?" A curious question, obviously, so I didn't ask her why she wanted to know. Truth be told anyways, even I didn't know why I was in Nektulos Forest of all places, being of my vastly more experienced nature. I didn't know how to answer, so I just shrugged and dismissed that subject, let's see what other conversation-starters she has up her sleeve. She tried another one. "Um, how is your wing? Last time I saw you, your wing was badly broken." I accepted this one and responded,"It's much better, as soon as I returned to Neriak, I found an alchemist who had already developed a small potion to heal it somewhat. He even had it at a bargain, not quite practical for Neriak." Of course, the only reason he had the bargain was because I threatened to sterilize him, but she didn't need to know that part. "Is your arm better?" I'll admit, it was a feeble attempt to continue the conversation... I mean, I could see her arm! I should've been able to tell! But she didn't seem to note it's feebleness. "It's healing, I'm to get a splint from my friend who I'm meeting at N'Mar's Ascent. Hey, you want to accompany me there, make sure nothing makes it beyond repair?" Oh, goody! A quest! I knew I'd get something out of her today, I always do! "Certainly!" I had replied so fast she took a bit to take it in. I wasn't very surprised at that, she was, after all, a Barbarian. A nod from her and we ran toward the Ascent so fast, you could barely follow our movements (mainly because I had an extra Blood of the Wolf potion).********************************************** Location: N'Mar's Ascent. I caught my breath, waiting for Corp to catch up. She had slowed down some time ago, when she ran into a tree. I laughed at her, and she at herself, but it seemed as though it really pained her. Normally, I would've laughed harder, but I'm not heartless to my friends. She'd caught up and I looked around, asking her,"What species is your friend and what's she look like?" Had I brought my manastone, I would've had enough mana to read her mind, but I was too worn out for now. "Ah, it's a... a he, and he's a Dark Elf with long black hair and pinkish-purple skin.... quite odd." I had to agree with her, he'd be easy to pick out. So, I ran up to the top of the Griffon Tower and worked the surveillance, searching... searching for the mystery Dark Elf. "Aha! There he is," I shouted out, pointing to the ramp. He was just coming up, and he was fast, faster than anybody I'd ever seen before! He was even faster than a scout with J-Boots! I ran down and bumped into him to get his attention, his weight pushing against my tiny frame. As an end result, I ended up on the ground with him beside me with his face in the dirt. Giggling at my stupidity, I stood and dusted myself off, lending a hand to the confused Teir'Dal. He happily accepted it, which he used to stand up with. Were I on my wings, he would have pulled me back down... but I didn't mind much since I wasn't on my wings. "Greetings, I'm-" "You're Erola Ara'SiaiNa of the Order of Wings, correct?" How'd he know? I asked myself. I didn't show my surprise and nodded. "My friend Corp said she was to buy a splint from you here, correct?" Of course I knew it was him, he fit the description absolutely perfectly aside from the pinkish-purple skin. I though it looked more lavender. A nod from him was all I needed to call for Corp and bring her to him, tugging her leggings guidingly. "Come, your 'friend' has come to deliver the splint." She smiled wide and followed where I ruthlessly tried to lead her. Corp, being a Barbarian and all, yelled,"Greetin's, young 'un!" in his ear. Were I closer to her notable height, I would've cringed as he did, but due to my small size, noises are softer when they finally reach me. I was fully prepared for when Corp would pick me up and set me on her shoulder like she normally does, but I suppose that broken arm prevented her from doing so. "Ah, Corp Bloodaxe... nice to know you are still feeling like your normal self." What did he know about normal? "Anyways, I have your splint here... that'll be three gold pieces." Three gold pieces? Only three gold pieces? Corp took out her coin pouch, and I watched the shiney pieces drop from her hand into his as he exchanged the money for the ragged splint. Putting the splint into her forearm armor and glove, as well as her lower sleeve, I assumed she would likely need some help around her large house in Qeynos. Being the widow of a very wealthy man probably had those advantages. I was not the only one to suspect foul play to to his edgy marriage to Corp and questionable death. So, I escorted Corp home and helped her into bed, fixing her some dinner due to her being unable to cook, and took quite a large sum of gold and platinum pieces from her as reward. She owed me anyways from almost dying so much, so it was time she repayed me. As I fell asleep in my bed in her guest room, I wondered what the next day would have in store for me.

Amethest

11-12-2007, 05:25 PM

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Gratuitios

11-18-2007, 12:16 AM

Dead Witch WalkingChapter 2: Dreams of a Matchmaker I walked down the paved roads of Freeport as I sulked to myself, thinking of how stupid I was. I mean, did I really expect to get paid each and every time I helped someone out? I shouldn't. How foolish I was to expect such high things of Freeport. Oh, well. I'd soon take my leave of Freeport, set a few important nobles' houses on fire, and then never show up again, like I always did. I had expected the same thing of Qeynos, which was why I should be more careful now, since I'm enemy of both Qeynos and Freeport. I turned as I walked up the corner and slammed smack into a Half Elven Bruiser's chest, which was fortunately more comfortable than it sounds since the Half Elf was male. I rickocheted off the man and fell onto the pavement and he himself fell backwards as well. Clutching my supplies that fell onto the rough cobblestone, I apologized weakly repeatedly to the Bruiser. How despicable I had become, to apologize when I bumped into someone when it was his fault! I then looked up and saw this particular Half elf had Arasai Green eyes, and I giggled in my mind. A half elf-Arasai child, hm? How precious. Ah well, he had some nice eyes, good enough to read someone's future, so who am I to be picky on what they came from? I then heard him speak as a smile crossed his face. "It's no problem, in fact, I should be apologizing. It's my fault. I'm sorry." Oh, how rare. A kind Bruiser! Well, not too rare... but it was, indeed close! So I picked up my belongings and shoved them in my knapsacks, then bowed my head at him. "Very well, then. It's okay, do not be sorry." I then walked off on my legs to dry them since the ground had been wet. My weak legs were not used to this, though, and I had to get some leverage on the huge wall surrounding the Overlord's Castle. Pft, some Overlord. This city is practically run by it's citizens, I mean, if a mob breaks out... only the Freeport Militia will stop it, not the Overlord. Even Qeynos was better than this dump. Oh well, time to head to Kelethin next, and afterwords Neriak, then Haven, and then Gorowyn. Anything would be better than nothing, so Gorowyn would be the last resort and the most treasured. (I mean, you can actually see out the windows!) I then turned as I felt a hand on my shoulder. The Bruiser again. I scoffed and hissed at him,"What is it now, Arasai-Half Elf boy?" Obviously he didn't like that, because he frowned. He had nothing to frown about, I was an Arasai for Innoruuk's sake! He should've known better! "Look, I was just going to help you since you obviously can't use your wings, but if you don't want it, I won't help you. So, you want my help or not?" I was absolutely amazed at this boy. He was so tolerant! How could he be, I mean... I insulted him, right? Right? I kept asking myself that until I developed my courage and awareness back. "Yes, yes, you can help me. I could use it," I managed. Oh, boy, that had been horrible... admitting a weakness. I silently vowed to myself that I'd never ever do that again, not even if my life depended on it. I wouldn't, couldn't. It would kill me one day. So, when he offered his hand, I accepted it reluctantly and allowed him to put me on his back as I directed him where I wanted to go. Walking on my feet was absolutely horrid. I'd have to train, though, if I never wanted help when my wings got wet again. So, I led the Bruiser to the Commonlands docks and told him he could drop me there, and he did. He left soon after without payment, probably assuming I'd pay him back some other way. Pft, yeah right. He could keep dreaming on that. I waited at the Commonlands dock, waiting for the boat to take me to Kunark, where I would hopefully dry my wings and vent my anger on the Drachnids (the filthy creatures). It wasn't long until the boat actually came, and I knew it would only take a couple hours to get there. In that time, I would sleep to rejuvinate my energy. In the corner of my eye, as I boarded the boat, I saw a golden-haired Half Elf, with whom I knew well. It was the Bruiser.