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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 4, 2012 16:38:05 GMT -5
Ami grunted and took the knife back, carving the symbol again into the girl's thigh, a little lower this time. "There; pleased?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Dec 4, 2012 16:45:23 GMT -5
The whore screams and squirms. "What the fuck is wrong with you people?!"
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Post by Kurts on Dec 4, 2012 18:07:13 GMT -5
"Better." he says after some inspection, ignoring the whore's screams. "Try another."
His cold demeanor overshadowed the panic rising within him. To go from the immense power he had wielded on the island to a shade of his former abilities was maddening. What use was he if even simple parlor tricks were hardly within his abilities anymore?
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 4, 2012 21:42:54 GMT -5
"You say "we" as if I have decided to accept the job of being a sellsword."She smirked at him,"This is an opportunity for me to leave where I was and be something else other than a bastard of House Umber."
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 4, 2012 22:06:55 GMT -5
"I say we because I speak for the sellswords, the bows for hire, the assassins, the killers. All of us." He looked at her face. "You smirk a lot for someone who has little reason to be so confident."
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 5, 2012 17:50:33 GMT -5
"So you say that me being confident is wrong because I am a bastard or because I am a woman.... Or both?"
Raven frowned at him,"I was raised with confidence from my father and my uncle to learn the bow and the sword, to protect my own."
She shook her head, then looked at him again,"But according to you, I should feel less of who I am... Really?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 5, 2012 19:13:43 GMT -5
"Better." he says after some inspection, ignoring the whore's screams. "Try another." His cold demeanor overshadowed the panic rising within him. To go from the immense power he had wielded on the island to a shade of his former abilities was maddening. What use was he if even simple parlor tricks were hardly within his abilities anymore? "Hmmmmm," Ami says, thinking for a moment before carving out the rune for Rot into the whore's arm.
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 5, 2012 19:24:23 GMT -5
Jory peered at her. "You must get a lot of criticism from your peers. At the slightest assault on your character, you assume it is because you're a woman, or a bastard. Suffice to say, it's not. I've fought women and I've fought bastards. I'M a bloody bastard. That's not my problem with you." Jory frowned at her.
"However proficient with weapons you might be, you're still a child. You've barely left The North, your home. Bastard you may be, you've never felt hunger, never felt desperation, never felt fear." He coughed, and turned around. "You wanted to see the world. You may find it disappointing. You are aware of the purpose our employer intends to use you for?"
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 5, 2012 20:49:55 GMT -5
Raven placed the quill down on the paper slowly. "As a matter of fact yes, I have had enough criticism to last a lifetime, but since I've been in the company of some of the men in this party. I have experienced more. And not having to experience those unfortunate things, I am thankful."
She leaned back on her chair,"And both of us being bastards, only means that we grew into our worlds differently, nothing more. To you I am a child, that is fine", she shrugged,"That is your opinion, doesn't matter much to me. As I see it, maybe my leaving is good way for me to experience more of this life from under the eyes of my family."
As he turned to her,"His purpose for me? Either to catch arrows to save his life or follow behind him to die protecting him. If I live through either, I plan to make my way back to this ship."
Raven then stared at him,"Why did you come down here in the first place? To tell me how unjustly confident I am or that you dislike me, what is it exactly?"
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 5, 2012 21:11:33 GMT -5
Jory turned to leave, opening the door. He wasn't facing Raven, but she could feel his smile. "I like to know my friends.... and enemies, Snow. Good Luck catching arrows." With that, he swept away.
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 5, 2012 21:24:28 GMT -5
She sighed with a smile after he left, ran her tired fingers through her hair. Picked up the quill and filled it, she patted the end of her nose with it, thinking about what Jory had said. Black bird lingered in thought for a few minutes and then began drawing again.
In an hours time she planned to take them to the Captain or Rodrio, whoever she saw first. Raven was tired of remaining below decks, she wanted to atleast try and see the vast waters that surrounded them on this trip.
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Post by Kurts on Dec 5, 2012 21:28:08 GMT -5
"Hmmmmm," Ami says, thinking for a moment before carving out the rune for Rot into the whore's arm. "Perfect." Oriax praised after inspecting the rune. He was pleasantly surprised by the eagerness with which the woman accepted the nature of this arcane school. There were many practiced sorcerers in Asshai that could not stomach the arts of the Shadowlands. "You may get a smile out of me yet if you continue on this course." He truly doubted that, but there was a slim chance she might prove an equal to his last apprentice if she engaged in all the lessons with such enthusiasm. For her sake, he hoped she did not meet the same fate. The two continued the lesson for hours, until there was not a spare inch upon the whore's body for another rune, all the while Oriax making slight corrections when necessary. They moved through the entire list of runes Oriax had provided until each one was flawless. "Now I suppose it is time for a reward of sorts." Oriax said, pulling the flask containing the sap and blood mixture from his robes. He uncorked it and gingerly dipped a finger inside, before placing the now crimson fingertip in the whore's body. He concentrated on transferring the energy from the sap to activate the runes. "Such effort requres at least a brief demonstration."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Dec 5, 2012 21:33:51 GMT -5
The spell has its desired effects, indeed. The whore should probably get some aid, though; between the chill and blood loss she's considerably less noisy now, making little mewing sniffles.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 5, 2012 21:34:50 GMT -5
"Why thank you," Amelia said, inspecting the whore and looking closely as Oriax applied the sap. She waited in anticipation to see what would happen.
When she saw what happened Ami smirked a little. "I don't think she is liking it too much; are there runes for curing as well?"
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Post by Kurts on Dec 5, 2012 22:12:39 GMT -5
"I never took much interest in that school." Oriax said, watching the whore with pitiless eyes. "Why train for years and put in a hundred times the effort to become no more accomplished then one of your maesters?"
"She has served her purpose. Put her out of her misery. I mean to sleep in my bed tonight and it is currently overcrowded by one."
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