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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 14:44:03 GMT -5
Cayn gets up and approaches the nervous man. "Drinking alone also?" he asked, with a smile. "No way for a man to spend an evening, with nothing but his own thoughts for company. Thoughts will eat away at you."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 18, 2012 14:45:22 GMT -5
The man's head snapped up and he studied Cayn intently. "Y-you Cayn?" He asked, ignoring what Cayn had said. "I been waiting for you." He glanced around, his mug covering his mouth and the words he would say.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 14:47:08 GMT -5
Cayn didn't even bother to hide his surprise, though quickly his mind started whirling to process what that meant, and how much more difficult his task had suddenly become.
"I am," he admitted, sitting down.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 18, 2012 14:50:02 GMT -5
The man nodded, looked down in his ale and remained quiet for a moment. "I saw him..." He whispered. "You know... him..."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 14:52:32 GMT -5
"Is that right?" Cayn said, glancing around the room to see if anyone was watching them.
"When did you see him?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 18, 2012 14:53:58 GMT -5
He couldn't see anyone in particular paying them attention, just the usual occasional glances anyone would get in a busy tavern.
"About a week ago..." The man said, looking like he did not want to be here. "And he saw me... he knows... I'm a dead man!" He hissed, glaring up at Cayn. "A dead man!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 15:00:56 GMT -5
"You seem alive yet to me," Cayn said, leaning back in his chair to observe the man.
"Tell me more. You saw him kill?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 18, 2012 15:02:59 GMT -5
"No," The man said, shaking his head. "I was walking down Maiden Walk in Flea Bottom and... well, it was late. Suddenly I see this thing climb out of a window... it was black as night! And in his hand - an axe! Like he was a woodcutter!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 15:04:50 GMT -5
"And so you ran?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 18, 2012 15:12:19 GMT -5
He shook his head. "Not at first... I was too shocked. But then he looked at me and... he knows who I am, I could see it in his eyes! Then I ran!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 15:14:32 GMT -5
Cayn sucked at his teeth. "And how did you come to know my name, and where I would be tonight?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 18, 2012 16:06:59 GMT -5
"I... heard it from someone..." The man replied, looking down. "Overheard. I was the one who your men spoke to."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 16:18:31 GMT -5
"Are you implying one of my own people named me?" Cayn said, leaning forward, with a dangerous glint in his eye. He paused before adding the final word. "Willingly?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 18, 2012 16:28:47 GMT -5
"No! No!" The man said. "Just heard it and, well, here I am!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 16:34:34 GMT -5
Cayn tries to gather whether this man has been lying to him.
(Observation: 70)
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