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| Topic Started: Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:12 am (134 Views) | |
| Vyserial | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:12 am Post #1 |
 
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Vyse is drinking away his problems at the local tavern, his arm has started to feel better being in a sling and heavily bandaged for a week has made him miss quite a few fights and has made him a bit more cautious while on the road, he orders his second drink as he wishes for the day to simply be over... |
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| Melanthios | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:14 am Post #2 |
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The crowd rushed around the back of the tavern, eyes locked onto one of the tables. She moved her feet and body seamlessly to a song someone behind her played for her, her body moving in sync with it. She kept her eyes closed, losing herself in the groove of it all, not even aware that a stack of money piled up for her as time went on. After an hour, the music stopped, and she dropped to her rear, sitting on the table almost lazily. She began to count her earnings as the people began to disperse. She had made a decent profit, a decent enough one to at least survive to the next town. She hoped. |
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| Vyserial | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:23 am Post #3 |
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Vyse looks up to see a familiar face, he stands up a bit to get a better look, he calls out, "Miss Melanthios?" He waves his hand at her, beckoning her to sit down with him. vyse thinks to himself, 'how lucky is it that I find her here again of all places, last time we were here I saw her dance and then left without a word... I hope she still remembers me even with my bandaged up body...' he sits back down shortly after waving to her. |
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| Melanthios | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:25 am Post #4 |
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She turned her head like a curious child, smiling. Walking over, she walked behind him, craning over him, her face upside down. Her brow wrinkled, "Hello again." She was feeling very frivolous after her show. She stood like that for a moment before she decided to take a seat, ordering a rather sweet tasting drink before saying, "You look pretty bad, No offense." Her eyes, as always, kept drifting, not really focusing, but listening. She couldn't help but wiggle her nose a bit as her eyes drifted over her approaching drink. |
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| Vyserial | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:28 am Post #5 |
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"Heh... this is what I get for seeking out that guy who ambushed us, I had some real fun with my second duel with Exodus, thought I cracked my head a bit... got my arm almost destroyed and not to mention all the bumps and bruises... eh, I complain to much, I've been avoiding fights because of these wounds... really stresses me out," whines Vyse as he drains his fourth ale. "What have you been up to lately anyway, never thought I'd see you again to tell tha' truth, did you leave this place or stay here for tha' last month and a half?" asks Vyse with a pained expression as his arm gets an uncomfortable spasm. |
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| Melanthios | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:32 am Post #6 |
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She listened to the story, nodding here and there. She couldn't really imagine wanting to face that inhumane drow ever again. She shook her head, "You're insane..." She took a sip from her drink before shrugging at his question, "I wander around a lot so I've been here or there in the desert, I tend to wander. It's hard for me to stay in one place longer then a day or two..." She drained her drink after she was done speaking, setting her glass down. She wiped her mouth off, holding in a belch, smiling, "But of course, the desert is my favorite place to be. There's no place like home, and all that." |
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| Vyserial | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:36 am Post #7 |
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"Wish I could say that, my home is kinda... ruined, thats actually where I fought Exodus, and is it insane to want a good fight now and again?" he asks nervously, drinking his ale carefully trying to keep his arm from spasming. "Once this arm heals... I'm going to train a bit and hunt him down again, I have a name now, so it won't be a month long search this time..." Vyse's eyes glow with inhuman resolve, his will to beat Exodus seems to be great. |
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| Melanthios | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:40 am Post #8 |
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She put her hand on the table as if saying, 'I understand', smiling. She shook her head a bit, "I just don't get the point of pride, I guess." She shrugged, leaning back in her chair, crossing one leg over another. He was determined, she'd give him that. She leaned forward, raising a brow, "So what'll you do when you beat him? if you beat him?" She wrinkled her nose again, it seemed to be a habit she did when she was curious. She barely noticed it as it happened, her face barely curling beyond that. She lost attention for a second as she wiped from sweat from her head before bringing herself back around to earth, her attention focusing again. |
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| Vyserial | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:44 am Post #9 |
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"Let him live and tell him this time to seek me out after he did some training... turn tha' tables ya know, keep him and myself sharp and we'll get only stronger from this duels... but after that... I'll probably expand my studies... maybe learn some combat magic and a healing spell or two, but basically I'll just do what I always do, travel, fight, and train. I miss going to school though, learning to incapacitate a man in one hit, gathering your spiritual force to increase the power of your blows... friends and sparring partners, good times... but, better to focus on the present, how have you been lately exactly, keeping yourself well fed and well rested I take it?" asks Vyse as he orders some food. |
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| Melanthios | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:51 am Post #10 |
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She smiled, listening to the tale keenly. She didn't really understand the sentiment. What she saw of the man, he didn't really understand defeat, or at least, he didn't understand mercy in defeat. The race of dark elves never have. Mercy wasn't in their dictionary, it never has been. She shook her head as if dismissing it, "I do what I can, as always." She smiled, ordering herself another drink and smiling like a caregiver smiles at their child. |
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| Vyserial | Fri Nov 6, 2009 2:56 am Post #11 |
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Vyse smiles, "That's good to hear, I hope you won't run into to much trouble on the road, bandits seem to be getting bolder... or I've just had a bad run of luck... heh, still its nice to see a familiar face among this crowd, if you need any help at any time, feel free to seek me out and ask." Vyse's smile turns into the same confident smirk as before and then a spasms rack his arm and he hisses in pain, "Damn... didn't think that sacrifice would hurt so much... heh heh... I guess seeing him fight has given me a new perspective on movement atleast..." |
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| Melanthios | Fri Nov 6, 2009 3:00 am Post #12 |
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She merely smiled, shrugging, "It's always fun to meet people twice, or even thrice." She tapped her lips with her finger, pondering on the whole situation. Her head swiveled a bit, seeming as if she was a child waiting for permission to go play. She merely wrinkled her nose, "Unless he has different styles he uses at different times." She left it at that, ordering herself a bowl of soup. It wasn't uncommon for her to have such meals, especially since it was cheap, and she didn't exactly make top dollar. |
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| Vyserial | Fri Nov 6, 2009 3:04 am Post #13 |
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Vyse starts eating his own food, speaking his thought as he eats, his voice becoming more and more excited at the things he found out just from the second fight with Exodus, "His movements are sharp and quick, his skill is above mine and I got lucky both times, but... with a little practice I think I can imitate and adapt his movements to my own fighting style, allowing me to keep up with him, I won't be taking such unnecessary risks anymore, it'll be a blast the third time we duel, I might finally be able to match him speed for speed!" Vyse finishes by quickly eating whats left on his plate and drinking his final bit of ale. |
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| Melanthios | Fri Nov 6, 2009 3:07 am Post #14 |
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She smiled, starting to eat her soup as it arrives, "Well the best of luck to you. I do believe it's about time for me to go, move on and all that." She sat for a moment, scanning back over the place. The desert was alright and all but the faces all seemed the same anymore, the entire place was rather droll, like sitting and watching the same horse walk in circles again and again. She sighed, "Just not sure where to head next." Her eyes drifted around again, her lips curling into a look that seemed to say 'hm.' |
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| Vyserial | Fri Nov 6, 2009 3:11 am Post #15 |
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Vyse shrugs as he moans, "I wish I could move around freely... this blasted arm of mine won't let me go exactly where I want... and I don't have any real next destination myself, ye could say I have no idea whats going to happen next, but I'm hoping for a five headed fire breathing hydra to appear or somethin' ta' relieve tha' boredom here!" Vyse calmly smiles, his arm feeling slightly better, he truly hopes to run into Miss Melanthios again, albeit the chances are slim he thinks. |
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