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Post by ::SeRiNiTy:: on Dec 6, 2010 19:21:44 GMT -5
Maethoriel had her hair up in a bun tonight. She was weaing her normal dress, and only had her katana with her tonight. She walked over to the bar and sat watching the humans. They were all either drunk or getting there. She was listening to the fiddle music in the back ground. It was a nice slow melody she'd never heard before. Maethoriel was becoming thirsty. She hated that about herself. Not to mention, she still didn't have the medalian. She sighed, wishing human beverages would quinch her thirst.
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Post by nargacugasamurai on Dec 6, 2010 19:30:37 GMT -5
In the corner of the tavern he sat, foot up on the table, an untouched drink beside it as his hair fell over his eyes, the blue collar/mask covering the bottom of his face from sight. his black cloth attire with blue trim covered his body quite tightly, bare arms protruded from the vest ending in hands wrapped with green bandage. The blue scarf thrown around his shoulders draped down his back loosely covering the handles of his sword and spear crossed over his back.
'pretty uneventful night...' he thought to himself, drinking on his own was nothing new to him, he didn't mind the solace, especially when his drinks were being bought by the bandit's money he had gleamed off them after he turned their own mugging on them just outside of town.
"can't say this drink isn't well earned!" he chuckled to himself...
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Post by ::SeRiNiTy:: on Dec 6, 2010 19:35:20 GMT -5
Maethoriel looked to the man in the corner. She almost laughed when she heard him make the remark of the well-earned drink. A smirk was plastered on her face. He hadn't touched that drink. From the apathetic look to him, she guessed he wasn't there for drinking. Maethoriel was in a different sence. She needed blood. Maethoriel nodded at the stranger, and allowed herself a small chuckle. No drink, to her, was well earned.
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Post by nargacugasamurai on Dec 6, 2010 19:41:06 GMT -5
Harabec noticed that he had caught the eye of someone, he looked over to her particular direction 'oh what now?' he thought 'probably someone who has a bone to pick for some reason or other...' it was always the same, he went to a bar someone recognised him and hated his guts, just a shame that this time it looked like it was gonna be a woman.
he picked up his drink slowly and eyed her up and down, she was quite fine he had to admit but what problem she would bring forth was the main thought occupying his mind...
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Post by ::SeRiNiTy:: on Dec 6, 2010 19:45:57 GMT -5
Maethoriel got up and walked over. She looked him in the eyes. "Hello, I am Maethoriel. Can I sit here?" She looked at him with only slight intrest. She wasn't one to bite those she didn't know.
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Post by nargacugasamurai on Dec 6, 2010 19:49:40 GMT -5
Harabec nodded "sure why not, its a free country..." he moved up a little and put his drink down, "Maethoriel huh? quite an exotic name you have there," he offered a hand "Harabec,"
His eyes scanned her over as she sat down, he couldn't read any telltale signs of malice, perhaps he was actually alright for once? time would tell he thought.
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Post by ::SeRiNiTy:: on Dec 6, 2010 19:54:06 GMT -5
She shook his hand and sat down. She looked at him once she was settled. "I am an Elf. My parents kept it within family." Maethoriel sighed. "Harabec is a new one for me."
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Post by nargacugasamurai on Dec 6, 2010 19:58:26 GMT -5
Harabec nodded "first time meeting an elf before, saying that i've only been round these parts a couple of days, what brings you here?" he crossed his legs over on the table and leant back, unclasping his collar he opened it to show his face and took a drink.
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Post by ::SeRiNiTy:: on Dec 6, 2010 20:12:39 GMT -5
"I don't really have a reason to be here. I guess I am just looking for someone to talk to." Maethoriel watched as he drank. She looked at his neck, but quickly looked away. She could feel her throat getting drier, but she ignored it.
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Post by nargacugasamurai on Dec 6, 2010 20:18:16 GMT -5
Harabec grinned "well no one needs a reason to do everything!" he took another drink from the cup and sighed, leaning back again, "you wanna talk? lets talk...but first, you want a drink? my treat?" he smirked and placed a few coins on the table... "granted they weren't mine originally but hell who's counting?"
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Post by ::SeRiNiTy:: on Dec 6, 2010 20:21:22 GMT -5
Maethoriel smiled. She was flattered, but she couldn't drink it. "I can't drink it." She put her hands together. "Are you a thief?"
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Post by nargacugasamurai on Dec 6, 2010 20:28:00 GMT -5
Harabec smiled "fair enough, might as well keep it, i have no real need of money, theres never a shortage of bandits" he grinned, "I'm whatever i'm needed to be" he folded his arms, "Thief, fighter, diplomat, entertainer, you name it" he scratched his neck slowly before leaning over the table slightly taking his legs down "what about you?"
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Post by ::SeRiNiTy:: on Dec 6, 2010 20:32:23 GMT -5
Maethoriel looked at him with a cool expression. "I am a warrior by spirit, and night walker by force." She looked at his legs, then back up to his face. "Please don't steal from me. I have no desire to kill tonight."
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Post by nargacugasamurai on Dec 6, 2010 20:39:42 GMT -5
Harabec nodded "you dont have to worry, I only steal from those who try to steal from me, bandits are paying for these drinks tonight!" he gave a light laugh before folding his arms "and i'm not in any mood for fighting tonight, iv'e spent the last few days running..."
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Post by ::SeRiNiTy:: on Dec 6, 2010 20:45:24 GMT -5
Maethoriel held out her hand. "I won't kill you if you don't steal from me." She folded her legs and smiled. She was really feeling the burn in her throat. It was getting harder to ignore it.
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