The Alchemy of Life - Cynric's Journal (Jens.Ixchel)

[09:37] Asi has found a more shallow version of himself appeared without question or warning, and so the only logical thing to do about this is perch in the water and bask.
[09:41] Kynaston Chasin had followed Asi down to the pool of water that had appeared near to their inn room. He spent only but a moment unstrapping his boots before wadding into the water himself after Asi – though did not seem to have as much intention on fully laying down and wallowing in the water. “This is a pleasant surprised. I must have slept through the rain storm last night.”
[09:51] Asi seemed particularly gleeful himself to be rolling in the shallow water, at being wet or not hardly mattered to him. There may even be times when he seemed to 'vanish' just to rise again like a wave and materialize it's human form again. Naturally, once he's done playing he makes his solidifying way back to Cynric, peering over the vicinity briefly before trying to fold the human's head for kiss planting.
[10:05] Kynaston Chasin was probably watching Asi with somewhat of a fascination like watching a fish or a dolphin playing about in the surf… practically creating surf. Asi did almost seem to disappear multiple times, and it made him chuckle. “Hmmm you are within your element.” He said almost in a jokingly serious way before Asi appeared back before him seeming to be seeking affections that Cynric would not deny him. He wraps his arms around the man, pulling him a bit closer not overly seeming to mind the wetness.
[10:26] Asi would not understand the joke, of course, only nodding to agree that he was indeed in his element. His present interests had much more to do with his human now, all but caging the man's head in oversized hands as he covered the human in moist kisses and damp hugs. "Cynric. Would you teach me hobbies?" he asks the man, a bit wide eyed as he gingerly, very gently, touches a claw to a painted eyelid. "But perhaps it is pointless to know a pointless skill. I desire to immortalize you."
[10:32] Kynaston Chasin was trapped within the hold of Asi, though it seemed like a caging that he permitted and was fine with. Though Asi’s wetness and the moist kisses would do well to dampen the hair and get bits of it to fall down messy. He smiled softly, working his own lips against placed on Asi he could kiss, the neck, chin, and so forth. “Hobbies? I am none to keen on actual hobbies myself beyond picking of herbs and the likes. Though I did want to see about endulging in hobbies such as soap making, that might be something amusing to do with the herbs we collect.” He held himself particularly still when Asi’s sharp nails begin to touch over the green hued paint he wore about his eyes. His lashes fluttering a bit from the touching. “Speaking of hobbies though, I would like to take on finding the magic shop soon, to begin working on coming about a new spell.”
[10:44] Asi slowly strokes his hands down and off the handsome mage's face, preferring to wrap arms around the man's waist and hide his face against his shoulder. "I will discover a hobby," he replies soft, perhaps less so interested in soaps though he would do them for Cynric. "May I learn something of my own?" he rephrases slowly, a bit guarded, unsure if he was stepping out of line at that point. "Not that I am uninterested in soaps and aiding you n learning new spells," he adds on.
[10:50] Kynaston Chasin adjusted himself to be taken within Asi’s arms where he still held no grounds for trying to get away from the man. “Sure, if you are so seeking to want to learn something of your own, this is permissible. I suppose it is always good to have hobbies and find some simple joy in ones life. Especially for as long as I hold you bounded to me, you essentially live a more mortal life. Do you have any thoughts on what it is that you would like to seek to do?”
[11:00] Asi keeps pressing and pushing himself into his human, slowly, but perhaps noticeably, literally molding his form against the man. Then buggling with some excitement, hair curing and relaxing in mini waves as he leans back to give Cyn his brightest smile. "I want to art," he breaths. "Yes, I want to make the colorful things on the stretched papers. I want to imprint your face on one. Or perhaps I want to smash earth into shapes of my liking. I am unsure! Maybe write? I need to learn how to... write. And read. The tiny scratches forming lines into of various sized lines in larger tines that consume the books."
[11:07] Kynaston Chasin did not at all seem to notice at first the tenaciousness of Asi’s pushing.. but his entire body would perfectly be pushed to mold around the other’s body, though after some continuation he would lose his footing and be forced to step back. His mind was becoming a bit deluded at present, a warmth trickling through his body making it harder to concentrate on Asi – but he endeavored to keep his mind off such things, “Ah, you mean similarly to what it is that I do from time to time.. though I had not really thought it of a hobby.” He fetched out his hand written journal, to thumb open to a particular page where one could see that it had herbs and flowers very well drawn out to determine which herbs were which- though the journal in itself lacked color, and only substituted with arrows and words indicating colors and textures.
[11:15] Asi might have been on his way to literally enveloping Cyn in his own body like weird sentient armor. But luckily for the human, the talk of hobbies and retrieval of a book delighted the pond into letting go completely so it could admire Cyn's book. "Yes, this. I need to learn this," he agrees, trying to gently touch the book in question. "Ah I... but this is practical to know. I mean less practical as well. I will learn, and then I will show you," he continues on, sort of nervousness at his claws then. "Yes. I am going to be a wife."
[11:20] Kynaston Chasin wasn’t too particularly caring for the ‘finer things of life’ in regarding other people. But Asi, he did actually care enough about to want to listen and take fascination in such discussions as hobbies. He at least came to the conclusion that he cared enough to –try- to pay attention and show interest in Asi’s own ‘interests’. It actually took some amount of resolve to keep his focus, as his body and mind were want to wonder off to other topics or things that more greatly directly impacted Cynric beyond how learned and artsy his summoned element was. He permitted Asi to touch near the book, though he would not allow the water elemental to touch it for too long of a span of time, presumably to save the pages from collecting too much moisture before he slide it a bit out of reach. Asi’s words made him drop the book, but luckily it was still attached to its chain and only swung at the side of his hip. “What?” He said a bit harshly, nervously, before permitting a laughter t
[11:20] Kynaston Chasin: “Ah, right, anyways hobbies, yes, that is swell. Very swell. We shall have to go see about getting you some materials of your own.”
[11:34] Asi sadly seemed to be boring the human with it's ever increasing interests in becoming a 'real person'. All attempts, of course, loosely based on experience it did not particularly understand. Even so, it wasn't completely socially inept, and would belatedly catch on to being humored more than listened to. "I am going to be a wife," he repeats, sterner now, "I am /already/ halfway there, Kynaston Chasin. I do the stray things it is deemed good and proper for such a creature to do. All that I miss is a pregnant. I will obtain a pregnant," he informs, large claws fanned dramatically, "Hobbies, and skills, ruined dreams, ignored thoughts, dismissed emotions, and a pregnant. I will acquire these and become a wife to you."
[11:38] Kynaston Chasin sort of eyes Asi with a sort of expression that Asi might have just told Cynric he was going to rid the sky of the moon. “Right, yes, you will be one day,” he finally stated, seeming very uncertain of what else he aught to have said instead. He sort of chuckles at the pregnant comment as was prompted to take Asi back in his arms to give the man a squeeze and a kiss to the cheek. “I am sure if you so seek to obtain one, you will.” As he could not at this time bring himself to crush the dreams of the man.. all to quick to remember the days Asi was dead of the mind. “One should not seek to achieve ruined dreams, ignored thoughts, and dismissed emotions. These are negative things that generally only come about from following dreams, expressing thoughts, and holding emotions that one wants to share.”
[11:53] Asi seems better appeased now, though no less flighty in wandering back and off, presumably to think about how to best achieve his goals. "I see, then I am not to mention them to you, so that they can not be ruined?" he questions, genuinely unsure if that was how it went. Though he assumed so. "It will be a loveless marriage, I think. I will grow bitter because you have a mistress and I am pregnant and large, and then I will raise our son to not be like you after you abandon us both and we will feel no pity when your mistress dies of small pox. It will be amusingly dramatic for the very short time span we live now."
[11:57] Kynaston Chasin gives a laugh, shaking his head, and would seek to put an arm around Asi in a very bro like manner, “Asi, Asi, Asi, no. I believe it would be good for you to let me know your dreams, ambitions, and whatnots as I would need to be the one to ensure that your permitted the allowance you need to pursue them as long as they do not conflict with my own. I mean only that you should not inspire to have them ruined, crushed, or disregarded.” He shook his head still as Asi continued, “My do you not have quite the imagination today. That is completely silly, Why would you want that?” He seemed amused more than upset. “Are you wanting such a dramtic life? Would you not then prefer to be dismissed and return to your life as a pond?”
[12:07] Asi finds himself bro hugged in the midst of his extremely important and completely accurate thoughts. And he seemed perplexed by the contradiction between requiring permission and hope nothing gets crushed, to being told it wasn't quite right to assume or want them crushed already. And then the rest, pleased for imagination, but the later comment got him to duck and scatter from Cynric quick. "Because I love you," he replies, looking a far bit like a dog kicked harsh in it's side. "And so a dramatic unfortunate existence with you is preferred to a simple one without. It is not at all as though you wouldn't not abandon me and your child for something else more aligned to your interests."
[12:18] Kynaston Chasin stood their motionless as Asi took to fleeing off- it was sort of like being hit with a cube of ice on a particularly hot day that sent a shiver up his spine and had him unsure weather to run himself, and even then towards Asi or away from Asi! “Well I am much in love with you too. Asi. And I had a thought about it. I mean in regards to encroaching on social issues. I was thinking that since I am in want of being assumed to be Fae anyways.. that perhaps one would not think too much of someone that is of an elemental fae variety that was more than cuddly with an elemental. It would make sense to me, as fae are by nature more in-tuned to elements. But I am going to need your help in ensuring those don’t find me to be human?”
[12:30] Asi had only seemed skittish and upset to the thought of being dismissed, and much like a shy dear would begin to creep back and nearer to Cynric again. "Yes? If it is to your desire to be thought fae, then I will treat and refer to you as such," he replies as he gets in close again, eyes large as he plops down by the humans feet again. "It will not matter and you will be less shamed after I acquire a pregnant and become your wife, correct? But for now, yes. I will abide this."
[12:37] Kynaston Chasin was busy bumping his toes against the back of his calves as he remained knee deep in the water watching Asi be all skittish and relatively cute. He had a pleasant smile on his face and gave a full nod, “Yes. This is good.” He laughs with red tinged cheeks again, “Um, yes, well we can hold off on the acquiring a pregnant bit, that does not need to happen anytime soon.” He gave a little giggle – as he honestly had no believe that the pond COULD get pregnant or even be a wife, so it was not soo much a worry but something that genuinely made him laugh as he was unsure if Asi was kidding or being serious, but found it funny either way. “But yesss.. I think less shame in a fae and an element being a bit more… cozy within each other’s arms.” He assured Asi, and otherwise would invite Asi back into his opened arms.
[12:50] Asi was, of course, completely serious. Granted he wasn't entirely aware of what all he was suggesting, for elementals themselves weren't exactly birthed, nor had a human ever birthed within him. "It is fine as well to simply not engage with each other intimately in public, there is no shame in this. Or do you fear coercion into bedding other entities if they so believe you lack attachments?" he has to ask the man as he stands and huddles his way back in Cyn's arms.
[12:57] Kynaston Chasin did not quite grasp what it was like to be an element, though he did understand some of Asi’s social inadequacies from time to time, while others he would not even consider as being different than his own thoughts on the subject. “No, neither. I do not currently have anyone that is so seeking to be beded by mean, and I am unsure if this would be a worry at present. Or should be. Though lack of attachements might give one reason to seek to pursue me, but there would be no coercion about it. And yes we can still not be so intimate in public, but I thought this would be good if you needed to be, or wanted to be. We should still keep our more.. intimate.. stuff to ourselves. That is still only our secret we share.” He placed a finger to his lips, with a smirk behind it. It was similar to the effect of telling someone that they couldn’t inform others they had been raped.
[13:04] Asi clearly did not understand the effects of anything, only understood Cyn desired secrets, and so secretive he would be. Simple as this. "I will endeavor to behave, in spite of your kindness," he offers back, pleased and flattered Cynric thought to show kindness in hiding who the human was just for some hugs and stuff. "I am pleased at well there are no, and doubted there will ever be, interests in your affections. I believe I have discovered the emotions of... selfishness and jealousy."
[13:11] Kynaston Chasin had grown accustomed and in want of the sexual affection that Asi had been giving him, that he did not care to seek out another to fulfill aspects not yet being met. Though he was still holding out at present in the face of some wants and desires, it was for Asi that he was in want of. “Good, Asi, that sounds really good and I believe it shall work out just fine this way.” He smirked, though his motives had not been merely only for Asi, but having Asi believe it came at such a great self benefit to him, may protect the secret even longer, he thought. “Hmmm, have you now.” He brushed his fingers underneath Asi’s chin, cupping it lightly, before placing a full kiss to the other’s lips, “Selfishness and jealousy eh? Well that is fine, I am wishing to keep you to myself too.” He smirked again, as surely the thought of ‘borrowing out’ the water vaccum had came to mind, but was dismissed quickly out of his own greed.
[13:15] Asi is glad he can not read min- oh wait. He sort of can. Not that he was, presently, for Cynric's brain thoughts were rapidly becoming disagreeable. Uncomfortably so. Pond is going to be off and be flighty.
[13:58] Kynaston Chasin watches as Asi departed, and instead of following, he had plans that took him to molding the earthen elements of wood to fashion himself a crown which he placed on and perhaps even took to self proclaiming that he was Prince of the fields, of some farland village.

[21:39] Abassi raised a brow at the smaller of the pair and blinked, shaking off her bemusement. " Hows da shaderot? Ya feelin' any bettah?" she inquired of the elemental and perked up as the mage came around the corner. " Ah, Kendrick! Evenin' to ya. " the woman puffed in greeting, removing the pipe from her lips while she spoke them both and smiled. "Ah yes da task. Listen, fellas. Dere was an altercation in da city earlier dis week... Involvin' a ruby and a dragon. Yeah... one of does lizard beasts. 'aven't seen one of dem for years." she chewed at her lip in thought a moment. " Dere be a girly at da tavern wit a blood rubeh. A ring if im remembahrin correctly. I want ya two, to go retrieve da stone. Da dragon wants it and I nah trust da transaction... They've already hurt one."

[21:45] Cynric perked a brow at Asi's words and the fact that the man did not stray far from his hidding place agaisnt the arch in the door. He tapped his cheek a bit in thought, having never really known Asi to be quite so shy in the past, but there was the words spoken and the politeness still from him so he decided to leave him be. He laughs at Abassi's words, "Its Kynaston, actually, but I go by Cynric...I have never heard such a close combination of my two names before." He was quite amused. But as she spoke of the task, he lifted up a bit more fully. "Aye, a dragon, tricky things them and not anything I have had much dealings with... So has this girl wrongfully taken the ruby from the dragon? And am i right in assuming she is not going to give the ring up very willingly? And do you have any other information for us to know thos woman by beyond just hoping they are wearing a ruby ring? I unfortantly do not quite know what a ruby ring looks like.. but I think he might." He shifts a gesture to Asi.

[21:47] Jahou would slow fingers on the strings of lute to glance down hill towards Abassi, "There be one of ours in town, lookin' after the girl... she works for him in the tavern. Might be means in that to have Baneberry coax the girl to bring the ring here to the saftey of the camp minus any altercation...also, this ruby is made of blood sacrifices of all the blessed races...seems like it may come from an ancient nation called Balak or some such, where Blood Priests ruled, book I read says their nation was destroyed by dragons, now called the fields of glass... supposedly this lizard dragon lady is named Anastasia as well...she has either a cohort, or a competitor also looking for this ring. "

[21:56] Asi blinks slowly for no particular reason, perhaps the shaderot in question was still addling his head some and making it difficult to process large amounts of information. Thus he only nods to answer Abassi's question, offering a quiet, "The blessed pool near the stature has helped, Valeska is a kind entity." Cynric, from what he could tell, did not seem angry enough to hide from, so he slowly creeps out from the Smithy to be nearer to the pair, all content to listen and attempt to make sense of as always until the mage goes and puts him in the spotlight. "Rubies are pink to red crystal formations of superior quality. More so than quartz in terms of durability. "

[22:07] Abassi turned to meet the additional voice and stared quizzically towards the satyr. "Lotta goatmen 'ere" she uttered under her breath and gestured towards the man. " So you've seen dese men before? Da man in red?" she pivoted slightly to take the conversation in from the trio . " I am unaware if da girl is guilty of thievery or if da gem just ended up in 'er hands. She needs ta be brought in for questionin' if not protection. Da dragon has threatened 'er life and da isle's." A hand brough the pipe back to her mouth before her arms were folded beneath her breasts. " I fear da dragon may attack even aftah da safe retrun of it's treasah or possibly kill da girl. In da wrong hands da ruby also could be dangerous."

[22:09] Cynric had at first missed the satyr up on the hill edge near the infirmary, but the strum of the lute could not go so ignored when it came with it words of highly detailed information in reguards to the ring. "A worker of the tavern, that should help narrow it down. I am grateful for the information." The rest though heard and filed away, was not spoken of except for the suggestion. "I would imaine that if the ring could find its way into the Keep without altercations, this would be a path well worth looking into. I thank you for your words about the man known as Baneberry." Asi would be well rewarded for slipping out from the smithies with a nod and a place offered near to Cynric's side. "I would imagine as a blood ruby, it would have a particular redder sheen to it. I am sure you can help me spot it." He turns back to Abassi, seeming to have come by all the information he needed, "I will return to you with either the ring, the girl and the ring, having set up something to come by the ring, or valuabl

[22:09] Cynric: information on it that can be further worked on. As I understand this is a time sensative matter, I will get to it at the earliest that I can. We thank you for the task and oppertunity to prove ourselves. "

[22:14] Jahou would shake his head, "No guilt rests on the girl, she isn't to me knowledge attempting to cause no trouble. " he'd look towards Cynric, "Aye, Baneberry is a Warden and tavern owner, he will work with you to fulfill Harbinger's orders." after years of using the title it always stuck in his mouth as sounding far to ill of omen for what the wardens represented. " attention would go back to Abassi, "We ought destroy this ring...or send someone to take it far from the isle...if we fear a fight with this dragon regardless of our action, our best hope to dissuade the creature a fight is to remove the reason for the fight in the first place.... there is of course the matter of the thief who stole this ring and brought it to our fair isle without consideration for the danger he brought upon us..."

[22:18] Asi missed the Satyr himself due to hiding, and was just a wee bit too late in coming closer to hear what all had been said. Blanks could be filled in betwixt Cynric and Abassi, and other information later. The obvious fact that needed not saying but helped him to verbalize for the sake of processing was, "If there is certainty the dragon will attack after the ring is acquired, then presumably the ring is more than just a ring, for there is little to no reason to be generous with threats and destruction after obtaining it if one could merely pick jewelry from ashes. It would be best, I think, to bring in the entire woman, as the ring may simply be safer in the possession of somebody that knows at last some information on it from holding it in care."

[22:19] Asi is just a derpass pond so likes to talk. It's quiet again now and aiming to slink off for shadows whee.

[22:28] Abassi nodded as they all spoke. " Yes, I am quite certain that ovah such a little trinket in comparison ta a dragon's hoard, dis is na ordinary ring." her eyes flicked over to the satyr as he spoke of destroying it or sending it off. " Destroying it would infuriate the beast furthah. I dont think dat is wise. Sendin' it off, howevah... maybeh. Da situation could go eithah way and I want ta be prepared. Beast are na known ta be merciful." she told them as the scar burned at her face. And of course she wanted it for herself. " Good. Fredrick, Louie, why dun ya work wit da man 'ere on bringin' da girl in forher own good... see about da gem ta. " Abassi observed the satyr again as he spoke of the true thief. " Do ya know da whereabouts of da one responsible or even a description of em?"

[22:31] Cynric only thought he had came by all valuable information but the latest piece for Jahou caught his attention, "Yes if this Baneberry guy is not only the owner but also a member of the Warden's he would be a most valuable person to gain contact with." He clearly had no input on what should become of the ring once aquired. Asi did not go ignored though, even if the man was talking to talk. "I too agree it would be best to gain the girl along with the ring- as it could very well be that her own life is in danger on beknowst to her, and you bring up an important point about information." But it would seem he had gained his task, and was satisfied with his own knowledge of the situation. Clearly in means to depart, he calles out to Jahou, "Your information has been most valuable, I am Cynric, by the way." And taking into consideration Abassi's words, he nods, "We surely should work together, I am in need of retiring soon for the night, but will be abouts the tavern at points through tomorrow, when next I

[22:31] Cynric: you, we can exhange information and go from there." But he did delay his departure to see if Jahou held a description of her.

[22:35] Asi stays in his hidey spite and stays silent. Logically the task was understood to be important. It still lacked comprehension to how mortal creatures valued things however. So he was more or less here for the hulk smash bits when told to do that.

[22:37] Jahou would shake his head, "Last seen recoverin' in the infirmary, one in town I believe. Don't know if he is still there, but I've been meaning to secure word with the lad about the trouble he has stirred up for us all. I'll continue to try and get my mits on him." he'd look to the other two, "One other thing, do not touch the blood sacrifice ring with your bare fingers...not sure where this bit of info came from but that has been the security caution of handling this bauble. " He would tilt his horns in greetings towards Cynric, "Jahou. " exchanging greetings pleasantly.







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[13:16] Crystiel Thistlebush smiles as she comes up the steps and into the square. she stops and looks around taking a deep breath. she loves the smell off the inn kitchens first thing after she wakes up and her stomach grumbles at her, telling her its time to eat. she turns and heads into the inn and looks around.

[13:21] Cynric caresses a finger next to Asi’s neck when he states understanding, “I am sure you would look cute with a bell if you gave me reason to consider one.” He smirked, “Though I rather enjoy you staying within my line of sight.” He slides his fingers up to brush over the flushing cheeks before sliding his fingers off of Asi again. “You are getting warm again, are you sure you are not still ill? And Your inquiries are a bit harder to answer, let us say… we pick our battles. No need to over exert ourselves, but if we see something that we would like to aid in.. or if you see something you would like to make a personal adventure out of, then we shall support each other and aid whom it is that benefits from our actions. If we are asked, then we may aid. But it is not something we need to actively seek people in need of.” He careens himself a bit further over the corner, ensuring that his warm breath would spill over Asi’s face as he spoke. His gaze shifting towards Crystiel as she wanders i

[13:31] Asi fidgets a wee bit, sheen of nervous sweat gracing his brow as he does. Too much attention he felt way too aware of. "If such an idea interests you," he replies, not at all understanding why it might, but generally compliant to the whims of the mage, and didn't exactly seek to escape him either. "I am improving, the burning is not as bad," he replies, busy otherwise just listening to Cynric's take on helping others and nodding indulgently to it all, likely flustering twice as much and shifting uncomfortably again for the face breathing. But then a tiny fae appears in the corner of his eye, and his attention diverts to an excited but mellow toned, "Healer Crystiel! It is pleaseant to see you again. How is Stair Owner Reanna? Did the strange man hunting for a ring bother you at all?"

[13:35] Crystiel Thistlebush smiles at everyone and gives a friendly wave of her hand whether she knows you or not. Asi doesnt quite look like how she met him so doesnt recognize him and instead heads to the side of the bar where the barkeep could see her, "Hey?.....Hey? Down here.....May I please have some toast and jam please, and a Thimble of apple juice?.......Thank you" she says with a friendly smile and then turns to the man who started inquiring..the voice sounding more familiar then his present appearance, "OH? Asi...right?" she says and turns towards his table, "Rae is fine, she checked out in the morning right as rain..and the angry man, was just a toadhead, he left without too much trouble..heard he came over here though afterwards and made my friend cry"

[13:37] Blesk Blackwell: would give a nod and place the proper amount of coins on the counter for the barmaid (NPC) to gather. The Barmaid would pass up a bowl of the previously brewed stew. Then she would gather the coins off the counter and would slip them into a pocket on her apron as she would return a bow of the head. Blesk would then notice moment on the floor surprised to see it was a Fae and blinking his one to to get a decent look at her before walking back to Noc and passing up the bowl of stew. "Happy now, oldman." he would say with a grin.

[13:38] Cynric grins delightedly, “I am sure many ideas interest me.” But luckily he was very unlikely to actually stick a bell on Asi, but the thought alone was amusing enough to get him to giggle in thoughts. “It would seem you are indeed on the up and up, I am pleased by this, but think its important that you continue ensuring more that you take care of your own well being. It is like the food for me, no? Certain levels of self care are always needed.” He paused there in word and action as Asi diverted his attention off to Crystiel. Reconizing the name of Reanna, he nodded a bit, tough Crystiel in herself was unknown to him. He also recalled the night that Asi spoke of going to the infirmary. “Was there still a line in dealing with the black goop of the shadeling poison and pollution? Or has that been contained?”

[13:40] Nocika Múdrost: takes the bowl holding it on his lap, with one hand 'i am not that old, though you may migjht to get cleaned up there sheepie' he would say teasing the younger elf ' and thank you for the stew.'

[13:45] Asi cants his head in favor of Cynric, puzzled to an extent by the semi scold for lack of self care and bemused enough to reply, "I am uncertain as much will be a long term issue, Cynric. This was an odd and rare occurrence, I am typically more than fine." He even gives the giggly an a stretched out to to his knee and warm smile for his concerns. "Line? There was a goat, and there was Reanna. The goat was very needy of attention. Reanna was so sick it was sad. But Crystiel was very kind and patient with all," he explains, to the mage, and in returning to Crystiel leans over far to offer is hand, "Come sit with us? This is Cynric, I am curious over the well being of your friend, and of yourself. Are you well? May your friend be helped? Do you recall anything from the odd man, perhaps he can be spoken to reasonably. Perhaps he is hungry. Mortals seem to be hostile when they are hungry."

[13:51] Crystiel Thistlebush head tilts towards the person sitting next to asi, "OH. there was only the Lady Rae, a Goat and this gentlemen here...and a 4 year old child with scuffed knees and elbows...but that does remind me..." she looks back at Asi, "Have you taken care of your illness...you did leave without treatment...you make me worry about you"....she says and climbs up on the chair and stands up so she can see over the top of the table and smiles at the other man, "A Pleasure to meet you Cynric", and turns back to Asi, "She is fine...the man came over here and roughed people up...looking for the ring mostly and threatening people...from what I have gathered"

[13:53] Cynric struck his fist into the table, all but not to loudly, and grinded his knuckles in a bit against the wood, “And I am not so willing to take that chance. In the grand scheme of things, you have been traveling with me for a short time.. and you are my first, you know. There is questions I can not answer, and I mean for you to not be a learning project so that the next time around I can answer someone else’s questions.” He sighs softly, and shakes his head, “I suppose it does not matter any how, I was foolish for worry.” He brushed a finger back over Asi’s hair before returning to being content with rubbing his legs against Asi’s own, hardly bothering to stop just because Asi invited another over to their table. “That does sound like quite the line, but no, seriously? There was someone roughing up people looking for a ring and threatening people? What did this person be looking like?”

[14:02] Asi starts a bit as his hand smacking tactic for imposing a safety demand is used against him, earning the mage quite the large eyed stare down and yet another awkward fidget in his seat. Still, he utters a curt, "Understood, Cynric. My apologies," but leaves the topic there. Maybe pats a knee again for lack of anything else to do. Luckily any further scolding is left in favor of asking poor wee Crystiel questions, to which he shrugs apologetically over, but allows her to answer what he knew himself. "My illness is mending gradually, thank you Crystiel. I have been seeing to it near the blessed statue of a veiled woman. I promise I am much heartier than appear, and that it is preference the mortals be seen to over me. Your worry is kind, however, please permit me to return your kindness some day. Perhaps in protecting your friend?"

[14:11] Crystiel Thistlebush smiles at the pretty barmaid as she sets the plate with her toast and jam in front of her, and a thimble sized glass of apple juice. she reaches into her belt pouch and pulls out a few tiny coppers and hands them to the girl, whos eyes get bigger as the small coins grow to full size. she nods to her and then turns her attention back to the two men, "Well the man, seems to fall out of the sky...he landed on the roof of the infirmary anyways....I didnt see him myself, but asi described him as a shining man, Blond and carrying a silver sword on his back...he came in to the infirmery, but stayed on the other side of the divider..looking for a patient we have in the back....but he was unconscious...so he left after Threatening to hurt the Horned one over here...which I can only assume he meant Baney...Unless someone finds and gives him a certain Ruby ring...*she lowers her voice*....and I think I know where the ring is" she says with a smile and continues her story, "anyways he left there and came over here...

[14:11] Crystiel Thistlebush yelled alot..I could hear that much through the window....but in the end..he left....It was the sword that made my friend cry I think...just looking at it made her cry.

[14:16] Cynric settles his hand more flatly against the table with a smile. “As long as there is that, the understanding. It is not in my desire to have someone else to whom I can refer to as a traveling or adventuring companion or the likes.” He sweeps that hand over to trail a finger over Asi’s hand upon his knee, fingers capturing and coiling around it to keep that hand upon his knee. “It is not anyone elses job to worry over you, and thus it isn’t something that one should seek repayment over, however as there was other care that came about.. and clearly information” He lifts his shoulders into a shrug. “I suppose that can be something worth looking into in manners of ‘kindness.’” He rubbed his chin with his free hand in thought, “Though that is wearisome about some man whom falls upon roofs making demands. And here I did not even know you knew of such things, Asi.” He chuckles softly, quite amazed actually. “So not so much of an isolated event but already a much to do a happening ab

[14:16] Cynric: it. But where do you think the ring is now? I could not imagine knowing that after such high commotions over it? And is this friend to whom cried over the sword the friend of yours in need of protecting?”

[14:27] Asi squeezes the hand secretly holding his own, but seems a right mix of sulking and annoyed for being kind of indirectly told to not offer favors. "I saw the man, yes," he replies petulantly, flippantly fluttering his own free hand, "It did not seem important to mention. I am no longer certain of the importance of things if it is to your preference I not make such decisions, Cynric. Thiat is now purely up to /you/." Even so, sulking or not he twists his upper body to better face the wee fae. "I owe you no kindness, but if I happen to /accidentally stumble upon giving it/, I would appreciate acceptance. If we, or I, just to happen to see your friend in danger completely by happenstance, then it is likely there will be interference to her benefit. I am going to silence now."

[14:30] Crystiel Thistlebush shakes her head, "I dont know if she needs protecting..I havnt seen her since that night and all I hear are whispers and rumors, of what happened over here, I could hear the man yelling..cause he was standing near the well and yelling in here...he never actully came in here...I dont think...but I did miss what happened near the end as I was dealing with a small child who was hurt....the rest is just stuff I over hear...in passing that is....as for the ring, The man in the infirmary had it with him when he came in I think...but he doesnt have it now....If anyone knows what happened to it it..I bet the Lady Cy knows. she was the attending healer when he was brought in....I didnt know about it when he came in...it wasnt till later that night when I was writing in my logs...that I saw the report of the man who he was asking about...." she says with a nod, "well My friend is Vivkie, shes an Elf and she plays music...very pretty music all the time.

[14:32] Crystiel Thistlebush (Kristie Teardrop) OOC: brb phone

[14:36] Cynric rubs his fingers into Asi’s hand, slipping them beneath the cracks in Asi’s own fingers. “I can not ask what I do not know, and I knew not that you have had any related experience in the past that was already in part dealing with the ring. It seems something that should have been mentioned if you were already involved. Matters not, best to come by the information eventually anyways.” He sighs softly, “I am not detaining you from making decisions.” Asi’s words towards Crystiel earns the man a roll of Cynric’s eyes, but he lefts Asi have his words. “Now that that is out of the way, there is no reason to be of silence.” He looked a bit embaressed and peers over to Crystiel, “I meant only that I did not feel my ‘friend’ here owed you anything, but out of general want in his to aid, you now also have my own for if and when you are in need of it, or your Vivkie friend.” He nods to the story, “So the ring passed from this man unconscious in the back to potentially being the

[14:36] Cynric: knowledge of this Lady Cy.” He turns his attention back to Asi, “How do you think this story fits in with the one we were told of the ring most likely belonging to a woman of the tavern- did this come before or after it coming by hands of Lady Cy I wonder, or is this the woman we seek?”

[14:46] Asi offers a snooty sort of elven shrug to his lack in supplying information, trying to sound bored with it all as he has witnessed elvenkin do. "Oh, Cynric, it had seemed to me all that needed to be known was readily made so. My idle gossip surely could not have been helpful." Pretending to be an uppity elf aside, he still gives the gloved hand under the table a fond squeeze, eyes bright with amusement, just to dim with some concern between the C-named pair. "If Cy is not the person with the ring, then I would need to assume it passed hands because she knew something of it, and so did not want to endanger the infirmaries. It was a wise choice, as having an angry entity destroy a building as important as the infirmary would surely cause more strife than could readily be handled. Many important bits of supplies would be lost, right? And so would more lives."

[14:51] Crystiel Thistlebush smiles not really picking up on the stress between the two men, she seems only slightly confused on the intonation of 'friend' but shrugs, "Im not really seeking aid, for myself or for Vivkie, as Im not sure what danger there really is...but if it comes down to it..I'll keep you both in mind..if I find it otherwise..I may have said too much already..I dont know...but what is this about the rings owner..I am curious about that....who does it belong to and why is the man after it....does he work for the owner of it? a nefarious second party...and what happened to the man in the infirmary...he looked like he was tortured when he was brought in" she says and then takes a bite and listens.

[14:54] Cynric was staring Asi down a bit now as the man took up a bit of an act that had Cynric chewing at the lower corner of his lip. His fingers pulling up a bit then back down a few times in succession to ‘pet’ Asi’s hand as he was uncertain his own level of amusement to Asi’s feigned boredom. “I would agree that it is likely to have left the infirmary by now, otherwise there would be danger afoot there. But it sounds like it is still work a try requesting more information from there.” He peers off in the direction of infirmary, then back to Asi, “If you saw this man, the nefarious man on the roof, would you recognize him?” He stired a little bit beneath the table, moving his leg slightly more into Asi’s hand, as his foot once again resumed toying with Asi’s own leg. Clearly knowing nothing about the man in the infirmary, the other part he responds to, “The ring seems to have been brought in from off the Isle, and is not native here, and anyone whom is in possession of it is very well p

[14:54] Cynric: themselves in danger. The Warden now seeks to protect whoever the current possessor of the ring is till more information about what to do with the ring comes about.”

[15:05] Asi lowers his eyes and lashes to the human, playing off still like he spoke purely informational and was otherwise bored with the whole ordeal. Perhaps even bored with the secret attention, going so far as to delicately cross his ankles and lift his chin, finally pulling his other hand free and on top of the table. "I would recognize him," he assures Cynric, cocking his head to the man, smiling, then returning to Crystiel with more genuine, emotion. He wasn't toying with her, after all. "As Cynric states, the one holding the ring now may be in danger, it is plausible too if the ring bearer is soft, the whole of the island is too. A very deadly person wants this ring, worse than deadly, torturous. It is... while helpful, alarming you know as much as you do, as it is my understanding mere information may put you at risk. We have been tasked to find and protect the ring and whomever holds it."

[15:10] Crystiel Thistlebush shrugs and takes a sip from the thimble, "I wonder what so special about the ring...is it magical? is it a royal crest...oh oh..or is it actually a key to some lost treasure on the island..I mean, its just a Ruby ring isnt it...why is this one so important? The man seemed almost livid in his voice, in trying to get it back....that and getting his revenge on Baney I think...he was just as livid about getting ahold of the "satyr" who was over here at the Inn as he was after the ring...", she takes another drink of her apple juice, ".I dont think the man saw me either in the infirmary, but its not like im very hard to describe if it comes down to it...but I'll let you know if I feel more danger towards me"

[15:13] Cynric felt Asi’s hand being withdrawn out from beneath his own, and he was quick to give it a light squeeze before releasing hold of it. Cynric’s own hand settled onto his leg as he took to bobbing his knee up and down a bit with annoyed restlessness. “And you will inform me when you do, spot him that is.” He adds in, giving a nod. “Potentially torturous, but if it has something to do with the man described that wields a sword that makes ladies cry.. I would have to agree deadly and torturous too.” He remained restless now, his eyes roaming a bit more, but always coming back to Asi, before turning back to Crystiel, “We are none to familiar with what makes this ring special as at this point it seems to be all speculation, but as stated, the more information you hold the more likely in danger you are so it would be ill of me to tell you more on what we know in those reguards. But we appreciate you keeping us, and the Warden, informed on this information. Especially if you do feel threatened.

[15:13] Cynric: as Baney, he was another name mentioned to potentially hold information about the ring, which would explain this man’s interest in him.”

[15:22] Crystiel Thistlebush nods and frowns, which doesnt seem to fit with her face which is usually smiling, "Perhaps...but my curiosity is peeked, I'll keep my ears open for more information, but I'll try not to pry to too deeply, not sure what I could do against that man..if he decided to come after me...maybe bite his ankles or cover him with faery dust, but who knows how effective that would be....I'm just a healer, I know nothing of fighting, but Im not totally defensless either..I have ways to get away if it comes down to it.

[15:22] Crystiel Thistlebush (Kristie Teardrop) OOC: didnt mean to hit enter yet...srry

[15:24] Asi may be a bit smug with himself if it was obvious he had managed to bother Cynric. Right up until the man issued an order. Due cause for loud sighing and sinking into his seat, nodding once in agreement but saying no more on it. Just kept his more gentle attention upon Crystiel, for whom he was legitimately concerned about given she was so tiny and he rather doubted Angry Ring Dude wouldn't hesitate to just stomp on her. "Yes, it is best to say no more," he sighs, theatrically and perceived elven. Just to brighten over how spirited the wee woman was. "If you are attacked and manage to escape, please hesitate nor to seek the Warden. We will do our best to keep you safe, as we will the Baney and whomever has the ring. This is promised."

[15:27] Cynric kept an eye on Asi’s own dramatics that included sinking pitiful into the seat. He had no reason to distrust that his will be carried out at the appropriate time though Asi’s behavior at present was surely arousing his own interest. He gives a smile to Crystiel, “We of the fae-kindred always have ways to escape near tramatic disasters if we so be wishing to. And though you make be a healer, you are clearly not just a healer, and I am sure you are just as crafty as I can be at times.” He finally returns both hands to the table once more but was now fidgeting with them for a moment before he decided to move one in attempt to place it onto Asi’s shoulder, playing it off with the words. “Aye, it is a promise.”

[15:32] Crystiel Thistlebush she would smile at Asi, "Thank you, I will...and I am confidant I can easily get away...I am small and I have a few tricks up my sleeve, for getting out of tough situations as you say, I was trained during war time in my home land...and I was one of the best field medics, if I can avoid getting hurt on a battlefield..Im sure I can escape one angry man" she says and then takes a bite of her toast with jam, she nods to the promisees...though not everyone is bound to them as she is when she makes them, the words do put her mind at ease.

[15:38] Asi pulls his posture straight and appropriate once more, sulking seemed not to move the other man anyway. Nor did he really have a reason to, more more keen on listening to what may be fae banter. "I am also confident, but also worried. I wish this thing found swiftly, Cynric. I think I have grown fond of various entities and it would upset me to see their mortality get the best of them."

[15:40] Cynric seemed pleased with Crystiel, “And that is what I expected and was what I was looking for.” He passes a wink to her. “So it would seem we have little reason to concern ourselves further over your well being or that of your friends till you tell us otherwise.” Othewise Asi had been incorrect in thinking he had not been moved by the sulking, for he was being attentive to Asi, curious of him, and was not sliding his hand along Asi’s shoulder- And was now beginning to lean more in towards the man, sliding his leg back over to brush against Asi’s own beneath the table. “It seems our two ‘leads’ right now is here within the tavern, or over at the infirmary. So we may be doing the best we can remaining here at present.”

[15:47] Crystiel Thistlebush nods and finishes up her toast and then drains the last of her thimble of apple juice, "I wish you luck in your investigation...but I have some herbs I need to collect, as I have finished my breakfast...Thank you for letting me sit with you..I hope to see you around...and if ever you need my assistance, I'll be around...." she says and then slides off the chair and lands on the floor with a hoof like clack.

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[15:53] Asi squints a bit with the amount of attention Cynric tossed on him, but nonetheless leans into it some. "There is a third," he replies as far as leads went, but first things first in shifting into an awkward stance that let him bow seated for Crystiel without budging too far from Cynric. "Before you wander, would your infirmaries benefit from herbs and or potions?"

[15:55] Cynric leaned a bit more towards Asi till Crystiel’s words drew his attention away. He observered her for a moment, before giving a nod, “You have been most helpful this afternoon. Well paths.” Speaking back to Asi, “It seems you came about a lot more then I would have thought during your visit to the infirmary. I am quite impressed at your level of involvement into other affairs.” His eyebrow perks a bit, “There is a third lead that can better be come by beyond these two spots?”

[15:59] Crystiel Thistlebush smiles at Asi, "Yes the Infirmary and apothacary can always use more herbs, poultices and potions, if you know of anyone who can help with supplies...we are always looking for more suppliers. Contact the Lady Cy, which you prolly have reason to see her anyways, yes?"







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[00:48] Kynaston Chasin perked his brow as his name was called... well not quite his name, but a name he had already grown accustomed to responding to. "No, I fear that was not quite in my intentions... though speaking of intiaitions.. it is with much humor that I find the wide spread knowledge and run around of this... incident... I was sent to investigate. It seems everyone has somemthing to say about it, but no one knows anything at the current moment relvent, though my latest lead has me needing to speak to the Lady Cy of the infirmary, but I have yet to catch her when she was not busy already tending to a wounded or hosting a class on herbal remadies." Once he had expressed himself with a humorus, good hearted air that suggested he was more amused by the run-around than anything his gaze went off of Abassi, to check out those she was currantly speaking with. His gaze fell upon Rhaella and Bradock, and he lowers himself into a bow, "Good evening! It is a pleasure to meet those that have been with the Warden f

[00:48] Kynaston Chasin: even if they have taken to a leave of absence. It pleaes me to introduce myself as Cynric, though I am fairly knew to the Warden, myself." He than turns to Kiko, still fairly unsure of her status in it all, and only bows to her.

[01:01] Abassi covered her mouth as a small yawn parted it and nodded gratefully for the information passed all around. " I see." she looked curiously at the strangely dressed elf and parted with her only as the other two began to speak, " Ah you are previous associates?" The woman outwardly appeared delighted but hidden underneath was caution, a vision of trouble to come but yet there was that charismatic smile. Welcoming to the three. " Great! Actually Ken here needs to take his as well. Perhaps we can make a day of it. But as all, I will assign each of you an initiate's task and upon completion, we will move to your Oath." The Harbinger explained while her attention danced between the three. " Each of you visit me tomorrow morning or at your earliest convenience. I will have your assignments for you and we can begin. I look forward to your service and we will have a gathering very soon. I think it's time a lot of us get to know each other bettah." she turned to look at the Cynric, nodding as he spoke and almost sighe

[01:01] Abassi " Its far spread by now but Ive only heard rumors myself. No sign of dragons burnin' down da Island. I think we have safely avoided da situation but I could be wrong... Locate, eh what his name.. .da baker. From da tavern... he was assigned ta accompany da girl. He should of information."


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[20:35] Kynaston Chasin carried the scroll in hand, at least till he incidentially dropped it while trying to read it while walking. "It looks utterly exhausting!" He proclaimed to Asi, passing it over to him for safekeeping- after it already had a bit of dirt on it. "I need a drink in order to properly digest this sort of stuff. Perhaps we will get lucky and run into that gentlaman from the keep?" He offered, as he headed into the tavern.

[20:39] Asi became quite busy with running energetic circles around the mage after they were away from company to impress. Like a fennec fox caged all day, so much energy to kill, to much to bother pausing for the sctoll. He'd just snatch it on a pass and keep running, least until they made it up to the tavern. Then abouts he stops, drops, and heaves for air a bit like he forgot breathing was important. "My insides are on fire," he replies to Cynric's interest in finding Bakerman. Cause, presently, that was all he was aware of.

[20:44] Gerald Baker stands in the tavern, humming as he wipes down a table, picking up some empty glasses as he goes along. When a couple of people enter, he would look over to them and nod, saying "Hello there, and welcome. If you want anything, just let me know and I'll get it for you."

[20:46] Kynaston Chasin was probably showing signs of getting dizzy from Asi's rapid racing about him. Even on occasion he might mistaken Asi's path to be a collision, but was more inclined to trust Asi would avoid running into him. The man was after all more dexterious than he was. "I am almost afraid that if I sought to avoid you... it would be than that you would faulter." He gave a hearty laugh till Asi collapsed to the ground. With a frown he turned back to him. "On Fire? You mean like... like when you felt like you were on fire before? Or is it a different sort of fire feeling? Are you in need of water? Maybe." He seemed pretty perplexed. Hearing Gerald's voice, he looks back up, "Ah! There you are! Well actually I am in need of a thing, two things. Water, and The Lady Abassai had requested I seek you out to see how things were going with the protecting of the lady.. Vee... Vivi... something."

[20:50] ObiOneAnd42nd (gadget.cyberstar): ((brb))

[20:54] Asi was clearly just extremely red in the face and miserably sweating from over exertion. Wheezing more than panting, and seemingly horribly confused by it all. "I don't know," he answers the other man, tone implying he thought he might die right now. But that aside, he keeps to himself, Baker having been found and all, he'd hate to disturb Cynric's work.

[20:54] ObiOneAnd42nd (gadget.cyberstar): ((back))

[20:56] Gerald Baker nods and turns, going to grab a glass and fill it with water, which he would then bring over and hand down to Asi, saying "Here you go, lad. Don't drink it too quickly." he would then look back to Kynaston "Oh, aye, miss Viveka... well I've been trying to find Abbazabba, but... I suppose my timing is bad when heading over to the keep. The whole thing was settled, the dragon and her followers are all gone, and all is peaceful in that aspect."

[20:59] Viveka (themis.adasia) had been far too busy with making sure everything was up and running lately for her liking and was not spending enough time harassing people she needed to harass. Like Gerald. Plus....he may have rum cake. She made her way out of the lower part of the city and up stairs and up more stairs. Rounding the corner she'd see Gerald talking with some other people, one of which was still running around in circles (?) or just all red in the face. A common response to Gerald except he looked more worn out than angry. Not a common response to Gerald unless you were just getting tired of trying to explain things to him. She also seemed to walk in just in time to hear something about her. This was about the point where she would claim whatever it was had not been her fault but it seemed to be something about the dragon, a topic she hadn't heard come up too much. And about...Abbadoodle or whatever his name was. "Do I really have /that/ bad of a track record staying out of trouble?" she joked and would give a

[20:59] Viveka (themis.adasia): rather exaggerated bow to the two she'd seen a few times in passing but had never actually met. "Good evening to you all. Hope all has been quiet up here?"

[21:02] Kynaston Chasin may have had some sembalance of working, but it did little to devalue Asi's overall importance. He remained near to the collapsed man, touching lightly his cheek and forehead - only to find he was indeed warm and sweating. "It might do you some good to draw up a bucket of water and dump it over yourself?" he suggested. "But make sure you rest and drink the water first and see how you feel." He gives a thankful nod to Gerald when the man returns with the glass. "Aye, I suppose in that respect we are both unlucky as I had a lead that was on Lady Cy for more information, but I kept not being able to find her when she wasn't knee deep in someone else's blood or teaching a glass on herbal remedies. She was indeed a busy lady." He shakes his head a bit, sighing down to Asi with a shrug, before looking back to Baker. "And matters of the ruby-red ring? Do you know anything more..." he was begining to say when another arrived within the tavern, and one that seemed to well claim her name. "Miss Vive

[21:02] Kynaston Chasin: seem well, and thus well protected." He smiles to her than to Gerald.

[21:08] Asi gratefully accepts the cup of water from the man he knew able to pick and throw Cynric around. Granted he seemed confused over what to do with the water, but takes Cynric's advice in climbing back up on weirdly shaking legs and tottering himself over to the well, cup in hand. Mostly trying to stay out of the way whilst puzzling out mortal bodies. Still, always time for good manners, the woman he passes by gets a bow and awkward smile.

[21:11] Gerald Baker waves to Viveka as she makes her way to the tavern, and would bow his head to her, saying "Hello, miss Viveka, and yes you do." he looks then to Kynaston and grins "As you can see, she is alive and well... she passed the ring over to one of the dragon's followers, and they all left soon afterward... but not before the dragon damaged the roof of the infirmary. That has been fixed, though." as Asi toddles on out of the tavern, he watches the man a moment to make sure he doesn't pass out or something, before looking back to the one in front of him

[21:12] Viveka (themis.adasia) looked to her shoulder for a moment, just waiting for the damn thing to ache again as it had any time the ring was even mentioned before, but it seemed whatever touched her in the vision left when the ring was taken away. With a sigh of relief, she would look back to the group. "I have been meaning to track down the man that was tortured, but have either been too busy with the hot springs or just had no luck. Next time I see Casi, however, I do plan on seeing if she knows anything of the book that Jahou had found, and perhaps taking that with me, if I am able to, to see someone that may know a bit more about blood magic and the possibilities that the ring held. Now that things have settled as much as they are going to for now, I may do that tomorrow. And aye, I am as well as can be right now. Did not know there were people watching out for me though. Give me time, I am sure some sort of trouble will find it's way again!" She would step to the side to make sure the man passing had enough room, and she

[21:12] Viveka (themis.adasia): would just return his awkward smile with one of her ear to ear ones. She would nod with what Gerald said. "The words of the henchman were true enough and the promise was made that they would not return unless the ring were stolen and brought here again. I had tried to find some of the Wardens but unfortunately....that was the night after the full moon. Lucky for me I had the wall that is Gerald to keep others away during the exchange."

[21:16] Kynaston Chasin kept an eye on Asi like one might an unleashed dog that they trusted... but couldn't quite turn their attention off of for too long without fear of it running away or making a mess. Exhibit A... Asi bringing the full glass of water over to the well. "You sould still enjoy drinking your water first. It will probably help cool you down and relax you." He gives him a wave, before looking between Viveka and Gerald, "Aye, see I heard of the dragon attack to the roof of the infirmary, and that was one of the things I was intending on seeking the Lady Cy out about. But it seems like if that happened after the ring was already delt with, there would have been little more information for me to gain anyways. I apprecaite the infirmation, as it has fully put my running around to a hault and Abassi I am sure will be very pleased to hear you are doing just charming now, Viveka." He shakes his head a bit, "Is this torture of a man something that we aught to be keeping an eye out for ourselves? I have no

[21:16] Kynaston Chasin: incident. And yes, unfortantly our keep burned to the ground during the night of the full moon so a lot of man power and efforts were shifted to rebuilding a new keep, from what I could tell."

[21:23] Asi manages to reclaim control over those inflatable flesh sacks humanoids used to breath by the time he's parked by the well. Maybe even being near the well helped on the calming front. The next task was to figure out drinking, cups, and drinking from cups. "Yes, prince Kynaston Chasin," he calls back, waits for the other man to not be watching, then sort of just opens his mouth and tips the cup forward. Naturally, most of the water ends up on him and and the ground rather than swallowed. That bit gets figured out after he makes an 'o' of his mouth and tilts his head totally backwards.
[21:26] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) walks up to the tavern behind Jace smelling like the fine oils of the bath house and stops short when she sees the woman she knows now is Viveka. Mei looks around for that guard, the one with the mask and seemingly no tongue but she doesn't see him. She moves a little closer to Jace and surveys the rest of the small crowd.

[21:30] Gerald Baker nods to Kynaston "Well I'm glad that bit of information helped you out... yes, the dragon is the cause and it landed while the ring was trading hands. Hopefully the ring will *not* be brought back here, and we won't have to deal with the lizard ever again. Or any lizards, no lizards at all would be nice. I'm short lived as it is, apparently, I don't need my life to be made shorter." he looks then over to Viveka "I assume you want some rum and cake, yes?"

[21:31] Viveka (themis.adasia) shrugged her shoulders about keeping an eye out for the torture of a man. "I am simply curious about what the ring does and why it was so important. He would have answers that were not able to be found before. Granted I cannot quite grasp why an item would cause one to go to so much trouble unless there was a great significance to it. I suppose I wish to ease my mind that perhaps it might not be used to harm people now that it has been given back. But it was that or...the entire island. I hope Abassi is not too angry that it was returned. We were in a bit of a bind and I was not so willing to risk it being lost again as to hand it over to anyone once we had it for the second time." Her attention turned back to the man that had passed when he spoke to the one inside and she watched curiously as he failed at drinking a cup of water. "Is he okay?" she would ask after pulling her eyes away from him, wondering if perhaps Abadoodle, or something else had hit him on the head as well. She turned at the approach

[21:31] Viveka (themis.adasia): of others, offering them a smile and a bow of her head, not really giving either much more than a passing glance yet. Noo, Arryik was not with her. He was passed out somewhere, hiding where ever it is that he hides. Even if her attention had lingered with Mei for long, it would promptly be taken away at the mention of rum and cake. Her head would nod so quickly that one may think it would flop off. "Yes, please!"

[21:36] Kynaston Chasin shakes his head in a strange manner of agreement, "I am doing just fine not having to deal with dragons at present myself. Though I did hear talk of a wyvern recently, but it would seem they are not in the least bit connected. It sounds like the ring was returned just in time to avoid further complications." He speaks to Viveka specifically, "I am sure it was beyond just sentimental reasonings, but it is good that it no longer plagues your safety. And while I do understand your need to find out more information, it would be best you did not seek to far into it. Though I hardly doubt they would return just because you learned more informaiton on it. I wish you luck." He nods his head along with the conversation he was having between Gerald and Viveka. But Asi could simply just not be denied any further at this point. He grew warm to the cheeks and looked a bit out of place of mind at present as he bite down on his lips. He appeared particularly flustered and it could easily have been how As

[21:36] Kynaston Chasin: at present, or it could have just as well been other things. "That will be all for the night," He hurried stated, making his way back over to Asi to more or less pluck the empty cup from him, drag Asi with the other hand, to return it to the tavern.
[21:38] Tyri Lhinneth: glances up looking at all the people and says "greetings my name is Tyri I am new here and i am kinda lost."

[21:42] Jace Blackwell: Nodded politely toward those he passed on his way into the tavern, the faint smell of fresh linens and soap from the bath house hovering around him, grinning widely as he spied Gerald busy at work. "Ah Gerald! So good to see you! Have you by chance any of those meat pies left from last night? Or is there yet another amazing bit of goodness to be had today?" He asked excitedly, his stomach beginning to rumble loudly.

[21:45] Asi was just choking down the last of the water that did end up in his face when Cynric got up in his business. Dragging sort of business, not that he bothered to fight it beyond seeming concerned. "I am alright, thank you," he replies to Viveka, though she didn't ask him really, and there was cake. Manners! And unto the mage he asks "Was I doing the consumption of water incorrectly?" A safe question, as Gerald and his famous sweets properly stole attention! All that aside, he just lingers by Cynric again quietly. Maybe raises his hand to the pink haired sisters. They were clearly sisters.

[21:46] Gerald Baker looks to the man outside who is... dumping water on himself... and would shake his head as he turns and heads behind the counter. In no time a glass of rum was on the counter, alongside a plate with a slice of rum cake. Looking then to Jace, he would bow his head to the man "Tonight's meal is Chicken and Dumplings, with a side of steamed veggies. Shall I dish you up some?" turning, he would grab a couple of bowls from a shelf, along with a spoon. He would then nod to Asi "Yes... yes you were."

[21:47] Viveka (themis.adasia) hadn't really considered the fact that delving in and learning too much could attract the dragon's attention again. She really seemed to consider that for a time, the rest of what he said being heard but not really acknowledged. She just couldn't help but want to know things. She'd gone through most of her life knowing too much and now it was near an obsession with some things. The voice behind her takes her attention away and realizes that Kynaston was making his exit. "I appreciate the concern and you checking up, though I honestly did not know anyone was looking out for me. Have a good evening!" She would turn again to the winged one. "Is there something specific you are trying to find?" The scent of Jace hit her nose as he passed. He was here with Mei. Ugh, was she going to have to worry about more getting stolen?! That thought was momentarily pushed aside as the cake and rum showed up and she near hopped her way over to it, digging coin out of the belts she totally thought she'd put on and

[21:47] Viveka (themis.adasia): putting it on the counter only to dig near face first into the cake. "Ugh! Too long since I have enjoyed you! You are near as divine as rum itself!"

[21:50] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) would follow him in, then move to whisper to Jace, "I'm not very hungry anymore. But you go ahead. I'm tired." A smile, "But thank you again." She knew she was safe for the moment, but the tavern was crowded and she truly was tired...and truth be told, would very much prefer the safety of her treehouse. She smiles at Gerard and the others she didn't yet know, avoiding the woman in white and would walk out of the tavern and on her way home.

[21:54] Kynaston Chasin simply just shook his head a bit at Asi, shrugging at Gerald's confirmatoin. "It was just fine, my fault particularly. You are all wet, but I did tell you that that might make you feel better. I do hope it has begun to?" He stated as he sought to drag Asi, and the cup back into the tavern. "Again, thank you, Gerald, Viveka." He sets the cup he claimed from Asi's hand back down, and releasing hold of Asi in the process who was getting all excited about the cake.. and with Viveka joining them near the cake he could not help but ask her, "I was still a bit confused on who these people were that you gave the ring to? Or is that really all there is too it is 'henchman of a dragon'? or do you know anything more substantial bout them?" Otherwise he had grown aware that many others had flocked to the tavern, which did prompt him to inform Asi, "Than we shall go," in indication he was just waiting for Viveka's response.

[21:57] Misty (mistypeterson): as she walks in to the inn making her way to the seat in front of here she responds to Asi "honesly i have not met the girl before." looking back at the girl behind her she says greetings i was looking for the infirmatory."

[22:01] Jace Blackwell: Looked to Mei, quirking an eyebrow as she whispered to him. "You sure? I mean if you're tired and all, sure. I think I'm going to hang here for a little bit. Get some food and what not." He would then turn toward Gerald answering "Hmmm...sounds really good. Please, I'll take some. And a glass of water if you would." He then turned to lean on the counter as he waited for his meal, observing the new voice he had heard from behind, his jaw dropping in utter shock as he would swear he was looking directly at an angel. A real live angel. Wings and all.

[22:02] Asi may appear just a wee bit crestfallen at the failure to drink water properly, more or less letting Cynric do as he pleased without much visual or verbal output. Large groups of sentients were confusing enough without his adding to it, and yet somehow he notes that he did with one of the pink haired girls talking to him. "Pardon?" he replies, getting that nervous sweat look about him now. "Did I forget to keep my words in the interior of the skull thing again? I apologize." Then abouts somebody is apparently shocked by this woman, he mimics this jaw drop face. Helpfully. Trying to fit in and all.

[22:06] Gerald Baker looks around at all of the people who have entered the tavern, honestly surprised at the sudden business. "My but this place is popular tonight." He nods to Viveka and scoops the coin into the till. Looking then to Kynaston, he would shrug "They... turn invisible, I think... and can fly, but... other than that, just henchmen, I guess?" at Jace's answer, he would scoop some of the chicken and dumplings into a bowl, with some steamed veggies in another bowl. Dishing them up, he would hum "That's... ten copper." he serves up a glass of water for Jace as well, to help wash things down.

[22:07] Viveka (themis.adasia) blinked a few times and looked at Kynaston with her mouth stuffed with rumcake. The picture of an elf at their finest. She swallowed the cake and washed it down with the rum, letting out a satisfied sigh because...rum. "Well, Jahou found a book that sounded like a vision that had pointed to who had the ring and who it belonged to. The book talked of blood cultists that were wiped out by dragons. Sea of glass, wastelands, spire overlooking the wasteland. The dragon is one of the ones apparently that wiped them out and I believe the man that stole it was descendant of the cultists. Or at least from that area that they were from. She wasn't real specific when talking about him. Anastasia Sekief that is, the dragon. The two with her...I am not too sure about. The man seemed to be a prisoner to her. Enslaved against his will I felt, but the woman.....she seemed more of a willing participant." She'd look to the lost woman and started to point across the way but remembered it was moved. "It is down the

[22:07] Viveka (themis.adasia): stairs. Down a few stairs and up some more. Just turn right out of here and follow the path around till you have to go down more stairs, then back up some more." Yep, best directions EVER. Grinning to Gerald at the busy comment, she'd turn on the sarcastic overconfidence. "It's because I'm here," she joked.

[22:11] Kynaston Chasin 's eyes widened and he gave a little cough. "They turn invisible and can fly?" He reitereated sounding a bit alarmed. "That is... yes... well... And I thought the dragon was bad enough. But these sounds like quite the henchmen." He reached over and sought to tap the bottom of Asi's chin to push his mouth back together- giving him a ' that is how I feel' look. But he seemed all the more eager to listen to Viveka's words on it. "I remembered Jahou mentioning a book sometime ago. But had not heard of this blood cultist, but all of that makes sense. Well MORE sense than it did a moment ago. Yes. I see. Very well then. You have been a big help, at least in my own quest to gain knowledge on these things. I do wish you a goodnight." He bowed to her, than headed off.

[17:35] Kynaston Chasin had at last found enough piece and quite to relax back into his scroll reading. But when sometime had passed it had simply became too quite to the point the mage grew bored of studies. He left out of the cabin to go investigate the near by surroundings.
[17:39] Asi mimics the given smile, wistful though it seemed, and may curiously glance to her plant matter and journal before the woman turns more his way. A long spindly claw is pointed first at her items, nodding once to imply his curiosity, but hey question is met with a flippant wave of hands and laugh, mouth not quite matching words, "Yes, her hair was pink and she seemed aware I thought you siblings, though to her credit I am not always good at keeping the inside voice inside." Back to her items then, sans pointing. "Prince Kynaston Chasin enjoys plant matter and private journals. Today I painted in one, it was not exactly a correct thing to do, nor a terrible one. You should be friends, you have a lot in common." Speaking of the devil he was constantly stating should be made friends with, there be the Cynric!
[17:44] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) gave a chuckle at his strange mannerisms but her eyes warm warm and soft, "No, I'm afraid I have no sister. And...I think we all have trouble keeping the inside voice inside sometimes." As he showed interest in her journal, she'd laugh again and open it up to a random page, showing him the amount of scribbled out failures there were. "I doubt if he's a Prince he'd be very impressed with my work. I'm sure he's quite talented. I've never met a prince before...well, my teacher claims he is one but...I'm not so sure." The smile would never leave her face as it turns to the approaching man. "Hello."
[17:44] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar): *were warm and
[17:47] Kynaston Chasin had came upon the little pavillion right before the road lead off out of the town proper of the little village. His ears were just about burning from encroaching upon them about the time Asi had just mentioned him, plant matters, and private journals. He perked a brow, and continued on over to meet up with the both of them. He reconized the lady from last night and dips himself into a partial bow. "Good evening," he said in a deeper tone, followed by a charming flash of a smile. "To the lady with hair the color of the setting sun reflecting upon the whiskful streams of clouds." His gaze shifts over towards Asi, before gesturing to the little paint stand, "Perhaps your friend here would let you borrow her set up sometime?"
[18:02] Asi might have gotten distracted with Cynric's more formal arrival, or perhaps his interest was with the scribbles deemed failures, but to him seemed like legitimate works of art to envy. "He enjoyed my trees after they annoyed him, your lines are clearly superior, I do not see why he would not be impressed," he assures the woman with some seriously artistically beautiful hair if Cynric was the judge of it. "That is Prince Kynaston Chasin," he informs helpfully, backing up and out of any light that may grace Mei's hair for Cynric's amusement, murmuring a soft, "We just met and created no bond, we are not friends, Kynaston," whilst fussing at his own false, water made hair.
[18:08] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar)'s eyebrow raises at his charming greeting and she self-consciously reaches to smooth her messy hair. "Good evening to you, sir...and you can just call me Mei." She grins, her eyes playful and friendly. When he mentions the easel, she holds a hand up, "Oh no...no, sir that's not mine. I can barely draw a circle. It's always here. I just...I like this spot. I don't know who it belongs to though." Suddenly she worried if she had been trespassing this lovely spot all this time, which hadn't really occurred to her. It did seem too good to be a public place. But it wouldn't stop her from using it....until someone shooed her away, that is. As the man, Asi, comments on her superior lines she takes another look, maybe she missed something? But no, she'd have to disagree...but wouldn't speak it aloud, so as not to be rude. She sets the book back down. Her eyes widen with realization when Asi introduces the Prince and she stands up immediately and takes an awkward, untrained bow. "I'm sorry, sir, I mean Prince...I
[18:08] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar): didn't know." She looks between them at the strange comment about no bond or friendship being formed.
[18:12] Kynaston Chasin could quickly decipher that the Asi was speaking of the drawing he created earlier that day. Cynric folds the scroll back up and tucks it into his belt before fetching the journal bound to his chain. He flips it open and displays the drawing out towards Mei. "It is lovely to meet you Mei. But despite what Asi says, I assure you it really is quite an interesting painting. And it is particularly my fault I was annoyed he used my journal to create it as I had rather informed him that I would seek out supplies for him to fashion drawings and the like on. Unfortantantly I delayed terribly to long on it." His words became overly long, book held just about waist height as his gaze resided on Asi alone. His heavy lashes lowering for a moment, a faint blush. "Yes... well." His voice deeping slightly more than ususal, and he gave a cough. "Cynric. I insist on being called Cynric." The book is snapped closed and he quickly walked to Asi and shifted a bit behind him, trailing a finger over his back. "
[18:12] Kynaston Chasin: seem that who ever owns it has left it with full intentions of others to make good use of it. It sounds like the both of you may enjoy doing the doodles on it."
[18:22] Asi may very well be in need of flustering himself, false skin rippling in a manner to reflect light as he slowly fans claws over his face. There seemed to be enough flustering among the three to power a village after a bit, he just decided to say no more until the book was gone and the mage was behind him again. "He is not a prince that behaves above other entities, you do not need to be alarmed," he tries to sooth the woman. He had no thoughts on anything else, so said nothing else for the moment. Lies, he might whisper, "I am Llyr'maris Asichel, or Asi. Please inform us of your name, or we will be forced into new and interesting forms of descriptive prose to refer to you by."
[18:28] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) examines the painting the Prince shows her in his journal and smiles over at Asi. "He's right! It's a very interesting painting. Very expressive." She was obviously impressed with his attempt, especially given those claws. As Asi flusters, she watches the light dance on his skin and thinks what a strange and lovely creature. Then, the Prince offers her another name and her hands go up to her face, "Oh /you're/ Cynric! You're the one Sovalis told me I might come to, if I needed protection. Which I did, but it's okay now. I think..." She hoped! Mei smiles brightly, "Well, sir, any friend of Sovalis I would hope to be friends with also. He's a fine man." She'd nod at his suggestion that they use the easel and turn to Asi, "You should. I'd love to watch you paint sometime." Her eyes would return to Cynric, "I could bring a picnic lunch." To indicate that she wasn't trying to imply she and Asi would meet alone. She wasn't sure their arrangement, but it had the same 'feel' as with her and her teacher, so she
[18:28] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar): would stay within the bounds of the etiquette she knew best. Mei nods and repeats, "Asi. I'm Mei." A chuckle, "There, now you're spared any taxing of brains to come up with more prose." She points to Cynric, "So I believe you work at the Warden's then, from what Sovalis shared. Unless he's mistaken?" And the finger would move to Asi, "What do you do, sir?" Pointing the finger to her own chest, "I study magic." Her face would light up at the mention of it. It had been a lifelong dream and, even for a relatively short life, it was amazing to be living it now.
[18:34] Kynaston Chasin seemed quite satisfied to simply remain lingering behind Asi. Though he was hardly hidding, being the taller of the pair, and purposely situated to be clearly sceen beind Asi's left shoulder. "Though I am learned of many skills, I would not proclaim myself to be an artist. My skills are primarily used in capturing the essences of flowers and herbs but I have little patience for anything more. But it is the natural world that stuns me. I find buildings ugly in comparison." He brushes the fingers of his gloved right hand over Asi's cheek, pushing back some hair. "Dear me, such violence this day. I do believe the dear lady said her name was Mei, and there.. She says it again. You aught to apologize for missing it." He grins at Mei, "But I do believe he was looking forward to naming you himself. Though this name, Sovalis, I reconize. He holds possession of a herbal oil said to do amazing justice to a crossbow. I still wish to obtain it!" He chuckles softly, "If you seek to befriend me, this is
[18:34] Kynaston Chasin: swell as I rather like the thoughts of Asi and you working together in progress of your.. doodles." Though there was a slight 'above that' hint to the word. "Why yes, I am proud to say that I consider myself one of the guardians and protectors of the isle. You said your troubles may be over, but sounded doubtful. Would you care to elaborate and mayhaps we can be of some actual assistance beyond eating food you intend to prepare for us?" Clearly accepting an invitation for a picnic.
[18:45] Asi certainly now seemed to be the only one still flustering, expression becoming a grotesque and exaggerated form of dismay, water made tendrils wrapping themselves around Cynric's wrist as the man touches his hair and was generally seeming to not want to speak again. Thought, naturally, once prompted to he dips himself into a bow low enough to brush the ground with hair and emits a waterlogged, "My sincerest apologies for paying poor attention to your words, Mei." Then might just stay in that position. And only speak again to state, "I exist," as a thing he did.
[18:53] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) is very interested when Cynric mentions his focus is on flowers and herbs. "Oh but that's what I need to learn! Maybe you should show me some pointers sometime? I'm never going to be safe at making potions if I can't get these sketches right." She'd laugh and wave a hand, "No apology needed. Asi's free to call me whatever he likes. I'm not picky." And a bright smile when he says they can work together doodling, but it would fade as he inquires further about her troubles. "I...made a mistake? I mean, it wasn't as much a mistake as a rash decision? But, I thought it was the right one at the time." Brushing her hands on her face a few times, and mumbling a little, "I stole the opium from the den. My teacher needed it, he was badly hurt. Then, he sort of disappeared along with the opium. The guard was after me, hunting me rather. He aid he was going to break my hand? After meeting with him..." It wasn't as much a meeting as it was a shake down. "...he's given me a reprieve, three days to see the owner and do
[18:53] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar): what she says to make it up to her. Which...seems fair enough." She holds up both of her clearly-not-broken hands and the smile returns. "He's a pretty frightening fellow though." The understatement of the year. She's distracted by the unique interaction between Asi and Cynric, and just watches them together for a moment, missing her teacher very badly suddenly. She shakes her head as if to shoo the thoughts away and repeats softly to Asi, "No need to apologize. We exist, and so we are imperfect. It's a truth few can ever escape." Her eyes would dance between the two, enjoying very much both of their company.
[18:53] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar): *maybe you could show..
[19:00] Kynaston Chasin bites down a bit on his lower lip as Asi took to bowing. Perhaps it was a mimcry of what he had seen Cynric do before, but something about it seemed to have stired a shiver down his spine. He lifted his head upward, a few strands falling out of place from his faux hawk as he stares off into the distant fading sunlight. "He a bit more than just exists, and soon he shall be the finest painter in all the land." He lowers his hand back down by his side, incidentially pulling a bit at Asi's hair that had coiled around. His distant gaze settling back onto Mei. "Herbs, yes this is something I can teach. I am much learned of such things as well as herbal alchemy. Little dash of magic, but primarily I use components that hold magic essences within them, using only what is within me to bring about the desired effects. Desired." He stated a second time, rolling off his tongue with a smile. "It is a shame you have endured such for your teacher, and that he aught to be the one here in your time of need
[19:00] Kynaston Chasin: dissapeared. I would say that tracking down the owner of the Opium Den may well be fair enough, pending on what task they set before you. As from my understanding of the laws, your crime would be considered a minor one, and thus a minor sentence related to fifty copper and the item in question being returned- though I see that is not a possibility... at least not without difficulty. It seems like your crime is one of ethics. You know you did wrong, but you did wrong for the right reasons."
[19:13] Asi was not at all finding Cynric's actions to be helpful, socially inept creature and all. And having already committed several acts of failure, he wasn't sure he did not just do another. Once his hair was left alone he does stand again, expression carefully devoid of any emotion whatsoever, more keen on observing humanoid relationships, only politely lulling a soft, "It is beyond my skill to be the finest. I lack the understanding to the depth of emotion." Earthen matters was nothing he was keen on, nor the morality issues of mortals, so now was just a good time to attempt learning and understanding. Or perhaps a good time to turn in more for Cynric and try to briefly pet his face as he muses in turn to Mei, "Our existences are different, I was perfect before par multiple standards. That what the mortals do, their imperfect and tiny lives, are much more interesting. I think. imperfection is good. It is good to be imperfect. You are perfect at perfection, as my Prince Kynaston Chasin is. He is /excellent

[19:13] Asi: at being imperfect."

[19:20] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) doesn't quite understand the description Cynric offers of Asi but she was intrigued to hear he would be the finest painter soon. Cynric seemed to have a way of sounding like he knew what he was talking about, and said what he wanted to say, both qualities Mei very much appreciated in a person. "I'd very much be grateful for a lesson or two, sir. I'd find someway to repay you. I cook very well, and clean. And..." What did she do besides those things and study, her nose always in a book. He'd mention her teacher before she could think of any other skill to offer, her eyes fall to her sandals. "Yes, it is unfortunate. But it's not the first time he's done this. I think he was upset. He...misfired. He has trouble controlling his magic. And he conjured a beast that nearly killed us both. He was badly injured. So....yes, my crime is of the ethical variety, I suppose. But it was stupid of me and I will pay my dues however I can." Mostly to keep her life and limb intact, truth be told. But she'd make it sound

[19:20] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar): more noble than that. Watching Asi and considering his words carefully, as they seemed significant if not slightly enigmatic, a pattern of speech she was not at all unfamiliar with, "It might be the very lack of depth of emotion that will be the ladder to your success in becoming the finest painter. To be a purer observer, transcending emotion, capturing the truth and beauty....and yes, even perfection... that emotions so often seem to inflate or, even hide." Turning her gaze to ask Cynric what he thought. "Would you agree, sir?"

[19:24] Kynaston Chasin laughs good heartedly, "It would be that I have to agree with Mei! Best in the land may have been a bit of an over statement, but you will get there, Asi. Stay dedicated to your quest for the hobby and simply open your mind up to more things. The state of ones emotions and emotional learning comes with two elements, time and experiences. And more specific... limited time. It is the impending doom of one's untimely demise that leads to beauty being translated from mind, to hand, to paper." He wraps his arms around Asi's waist, squeezing a bit harder- nails even digging in a bit against impervious flesh as he pressed in. "Imperfect," he groaned, sounding a bit breathy, "It is imperfect! it is the thing that makes us more.. perfect. And surely you have had a taste of this imperfection?" He takes a moment to regain himself, "Cooking and cleaning aught to be well enough in trade. You sound like you could use a helping hand, and I think Asi and I here would be pleased to give it. So pleased." He

[19:24] Kynaston Chasin: Asi's ear. "But Mei dear, should we not first deal with this problem with the law. It sounds like a trip to the Opium den is in order. To see to this problem first."

[19:35] NaveenMaru moved along with grace, for and orc, she had careful footing but a noticeable burly sway to her step. Her shoulders held up in her poise arms slightly outward, making her seem bigger and more intimating but nothing compared to stalking lizard behind her. It's lumbering steps were intentionally slow, preserving it's energy it would lag behind with tail dragging through grass, leaving behind a crushed trail in the grass.

Naveen would slow down her walk to narrow her eyes on the trio, her nostrils flared, not a show of her moderate sense of smell, but an smug acknowledgment. With her slowed motions coming to a stop the alligator would catch up to the Orc, taking it's place next to her and showing a similar disdain by opening it's jaws wide and hissing at them in a proud display of it's razor lined mouth.

With point across Naveen pushed forward, eyes on the path ahead, soon to be followed not to far behind, by the beast.

[19:39] Asi brightened, or reflected light rather, once again between the pairs flowery talk on emotions and imperfections and this all leading to eventually being decent at art. "Thank you," he says more to Mei than Cynric, who seemed to be having some difficulties in imperfections at the moment. Nothing that seemed the phase the elemental, who just indulgently pets the hand upon his waist and turns his face more the mage's. "Yes, and no. Perfection is stagnant. Perfect things all but crave defects so we may move again. It has been interesting and amusing deviating from what was." Unfortunately if there was a point to be made by the passing green skinned woman, it went way over the humanoid socially inadequate being's head. It's dog got a curious glance, however.

[19:43] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) would nod but not interrupt as Cynric and Asi discuss his impending artistic successes, and seemed to have a private moment together. Their philosophies on perfection and its counterpart fascinated her, as did all meaningful contemplation, and she would be listening intently to their exchange. When Cynric speaks to her then, her eyes widen and she lifts her hands to her lips, smiling profusely at his accepting to help her in exchange for housekeeping. "Oh that's wonderful! Wonderful!" It would have been the best news she'd had in a very long time...that is, until he mentions going to the den. She knew she had to do it but she was dreading it...yet, he'd said 'we' and that brought a little hope. "Do you mean, you'd come with me? To see the owner? That would be...oh, that would be very kind of you, sir. Very kind." She's watch the large woman and her nasty pet walk by, nodding a silent greeting in response to the flared nostrils, but she'd be glad to see the two seemed to be continuing on their journey and

[19:43] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar): turn her attention back to the pair before her.

[19:46] Kynaston Chasin fingers loosened their grip slowly on Asi's being. A gloved finger lifting to brush back to the stroking fingers of Asi's own hand. "A stagnant pond can be made to move by the wind and the rain.. Stormy weather. It is like the torrent emotions of one heart- twisting and turning." He pulls his hands back away, brushing a finger over his own face and spreading his hands back through his hair line to collect any sweat that may have began to form. "Oh yes, of course. While the Wardens still uphold the laws of the village, I fear I do not quite trust the shadiness of this guard to whom gave you a strange sentence that is not deemed for the crime you have commited. I believe it would be best to come along to ensure fair treatment. What do you think, Asi? That a visit to the den is on our way to other things?" He took a few moments to realize another had approached upon them - as it was not the careful speed that drew his attention, it was the sound of the heavier foot falls and movements across

[19:46] Kynaston Chasin: from the reptile beast. At the present moment it seemed the two were simply passing through, though Naveen would be given a clear looking over, and a dip of his head in acknowledgment.

[19:46] NaveenMaru: ( )

[19:55] Asi may have been entranced by the weird hissing dog, and likely had the passing thought to bother the large woman about it. But she was gone, and Cynric was involving them in adventures he did not truly have an opinion on. "I like Mei," he concludes, having not much paid attention to the mage's pretty way with words that seemed a wee bit self indulgent and strained. Charming as always, perhaps belatedly he whispers, "Prince Storm." But other than that, the decision to 'like' Mei was one of valuing on some level if bad things happened to her, thus, "If you desire to go to this 'den', I will follow. It is more important than papers."

[19:58] ღღCerseiღღ (cerseilann) hears voices and crouches behind the root of the tree looking back for him she reaches, her expression once more unreadable... she swallows and hides behind the root not wanting to interrupt whatever it was

[20:00] Mystogan Vokunkiin (damien.huet) would see they come upon something and some people that were speaking, he tilts his head"Ah, from the smell of the paint and the canvas I see. maybe this is a place where an artist's place of work

[20:01] ღღCerseiღღ (cerseilann) sniffs the air "maybe," she doesnt seem convinced she just looks toward the group "What are they?"

[20:01] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) bounces a little up and down on her toes, this was great news. She wouldn't have to go alone. "Thank you!" It was directed at both of them. "Because to be perfectly honest, I don't really trust them either?" Sure she'd been the thief in the matter but they were very clearly the thugs in this town. A smile to Asi when he said he liked her, she liked him too, they were both quite likable in different ways. It was nice to not feel alone, as well. Their mannerisms, and way with each other, Asi's pattern of speech, all reminded her of Edin and she was finding the memory more pleasant than painful for the first time since he'd gone missing. "After you?" She'd wave a hand toward the path.

[20:04] Kynaston Chasin blinked as the orc lady and her pet continued on the way. "Were we suppose to hiss back?" He joked to lighten the oddities. "I would have to agree, Mei seems like quite the likeable young lady. " He brushes his cheek against Asi's face at the whispered words. "And you are enjoying giving me new names than? This one I can see works well if you find that I am the torrent of change that has kept you from being stagnant." He smirked, looking back to Mei. "As one aught to not when there is a strange hint of potential servitude being exchanged here, one that isn't mutually beneficial." He paused for a moment to observe the two that may very well be talking about them, before looking back to Mei. He laughs softly, "I fear I have not been to the Den before. It may be best to follow you after all, but I can atleast assume it is located within the cave entrance not far from here." He would tug on his garments a bit, soothing out the fabric, before turning on his heels in the direction he thought the

[20:04] Cynric (jens.ixchel): <--Den to be.

[20:09] Asi might just seem confused over the people in the distance staring, or sniffing, at them. It was hard to tell with hoods up and muffled words. Other than that he seemed ready to follow the magically inclined duo.

[20:13] Crystal Skies whispers: Entering this building feels like stepping into a surreal other world. Smoke drifts in the air, the sounds of languid laughter and faint music come from shadowy alcoves, and the decor suggests lavishness and a sensual treat to the senses. One of the scantily clad dancers sways her way through the patrons to your side, offering to guide you to whatever pleasure you might desire.

[20:13] Crystal Skies whispers: Entering this building feels like stepping into a surreal other world. Smoke drifts in the air, the sounds of languid laughter and faint music come from shadowy alcoves, and the decor suggests lavishness and a sensual treat to the senses. One of the scantily clad dancers sways her way through the patrons to your side, offering to guide you to whatever pleasure you might desire.

[20:15] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) tenses up as the enter the darkened den but she had to admit, it smelled awfully nice. She moved to ring the bell on the desk when there didn't seem to be anyone around, looking back pensively at her two companions. "I guess we wait?"

[20:16] Crystal Skies whispers: Entering this building feels like stepping into a surreal other world. Smoke drifts in the air, the sounds of languid laughter and faint music come from shadowy alcoves, and the decor suggests lavishness and a sensual treat to the senses. One of the scantily clad dancers sways her way through the patrons to your side, offering to guide you to whatever pleasure you might desire.

[20:19] Kynaston Chasin seemed a bit hesitant himself to entering the confinds of the underground. Luckily he wasn't quite caustophobic... but it did clearly not register as his 'happy place' to be. His steps were still sure, and he would probably make a greater show of his confidence within those strides with his shoulders drawn back, chest pushed out a bit. He seemed to keep Asi close though until they entered into the establishment. "Hmmm.. And here is the home to the darker herbs that draw furth the powers to adle one's mind. I would like to see what they have here." He said in a bit too excited tone- clearly perfering to begin looking about for a menu, instead of just waiting about.

[20:20] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): Heard the bell on the desk ringing just as he got to the door and hurried on in. He wasnt sur /who/ rang it but he did recognize two of the men, and they may be aught by surprise as he tried to group hug the pair of them. "One, tha shit ya did fookin hurt. Two, it saved my damned life so thank ya." He'd not really waited to hear their convo he just saw them and needed to thank them. "So who rang the bell?"

[20:24] Asi still as ever seemed to have no expression of emotion or otherwise with a change of venue. He merely stuck with Cynric, possibly sensing vague upset, or just from habit. Either way, he had nothing much to say or do until he finds himself maybe squished along with Cynric in the arms of a very large and not so dying Jaxon. "I like Jaxon too," he states whilst hugged, likely just being... weirdly squishy akin to a stress ball. "It is good to see he is alive. Jaxon, did you meet Mei? I like her too. Prince Kynaston Chasin is interested in your plant matter."

[20:28] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) watches in surprise as the large man, Jaxon, moves to hug the other two. She'd chuckle at his jovial nature and words of gratitude if not for the circumstances. Then, Asi is introducing her and Jaxon asks who rang the bell, so she decides to take a few steps over, sliding her back along the tall desk until she was standing directly behind Cynric and Asi. She peeks her head out, to answer the very large guard, "Me?" Her voice cracks and she clears her throat. "I'm supposed to talk to the owner. Are they here?" She'd dip her head back behind the pair to wait for his reply.

[20:30] Kynaston Chasin was mighty busy trying to pry over the counter to look with his eyes, when the door opened and the large male, Jaxon, barreled in and very well might have pushed the Prince and Asi into a tight fitted hug. "By the Goddess of Veleska! Ah hello again," he chuckled, "Why it seems you are quite well and fit as a fiddle now." But by now was seeking to grip hold of Asi, one born more out of desperation and need- a forced shift of the man back in front of him as he leaned more heavily into the back of this time. And thus completing the train- With Mei in behind, though he would do his best to not block complete view of her. "Cynric," he corrected, with a charming tone. "I answer to the name Cynric just fine. The plant matter in truth is only a secondary objective, borne from just a thought that while I am here.. I might as well. I have came to accompany Mei this day. Though it would be awfully convenient if you happened to be the owner. You are not are you?"
[20:38] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): Grinned down at Asi. "Good. Always a nice feelin when someone likes ya back ey? And its gud ta be alive. I owe ya both one." Hopefully Kyn wasnt a fae. "In the..plant...Ah!" Now he understood, though with MEi being pointed out he searched for her. "ope, Don think We've met."



Kyn's out burst had made him laugh and drew his attention to the other man before he let the pair go. "Still got a damned scar. Circumstances helped things along some so I aint in a shit hole but yeah. Doin jes dandy all things considered." JAx waved over one of the npcs to help out at the front desk and they handed over a list of....all the good plant matter, and all the sexy matter too. "Cynric? Got it, and nope not the owner."



He blinked as MEi went scurrying behind the other two. "Well damn I don smell tha bad do I?" His fingers going to his beard scruff. "In need of a trim maybe? Ya got outta there pretty damn damn quick." He leaned against the Counter and tried offering his hand on the side of the other two. "Lets try again ya?

[20:38] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): I'm Jaxon, wots yer name?"

[20:44] Second Life: Crystal Skies Opium Den Charter owned by Zeriyk (aster.flux) gave you 'Crystal Skies Opium Den Charter' ( The Full Moon (34,74,34) ).

[20:48] Asi was quite easy to get around, being both small and not truly a solid and all. Cynric was free to wriggle and worm and squish him further with no real consequence beyond likely squeezing water right out of him. Luckily for the room and and any moisture sensitive products about, Jaxon frees them and a train is made, or he's been made into a shield. One of those. "Cynric is for the public unless a need for Prince arises," he concludes, nodding once to himself, then finally turns cognitive attention to the humanoids. "Yes, death typically ruins the ability to achieve goals and stunts growth of spirit and mind. It is good you did not die, but you may have become an interesting ghost," he replies chipperly to Jaxon, briefly checking out the scars his healing methods put on the man. "Interesting. Interesting. Repairs are imperfect, adding to character. I see." Over his shoulder now to Cynric and Mei, "Should I scar? Should I, Cynric, should I put my other face on? Or is there is preference to not in this

[20:48] Asi: shop?"

[20:51] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) takes one step out as the man seemed friendly enough and puffed her tiny chest out a little trying to make herself feel more courageous. "Hello Jaxon. No, you don't smell bad. I mean, I don't think you do. I'm Mei." Again her voice cracks and she swallows, taking a deep breath. "I was told to come here by one of the den's guards. He...wears a mask? And doesn't like to say his name? That's all I know." She lied. "If the owner's /not/ here would please just let them both know I stopped by? I mean, the owner and that guard?" Maybe at least if the scary, masked guard knew she was trying, he'd spare her if she didn't meet the three-day deadline. Her head turns, distracted when she hears Asi asking if he should put his other face on, and she'd very much like to see it. Curious girl, always to her own detriment, but forever curious.

[20:54] Kynaston Chasin very well may just have exuded some fae like qualities, from his seeming elegance to his choice in branch and leaves and flowers to decorate his own person with. His painted lids doing wonders to bring out the green hues of his eyes as he watched Jaxon closely. "Plants, yes. Herbs, particularly ones that are potenent. Potentially even dangerous if consumed in unrecommended quantitites." He gladly accepts the menu to begin pouring over it himself to see if any of their listed items fits his own seeming standards. "Aye, yes, Asi, something to that accord at least." He exhales a bit, relaxing some, before speaking back to Jaxon. "It is good that the women folks often finds a man with scars sexier. It shows good integrity in a man." He smiled over the menu, only to look a bit more mortified at Asi's statement. "Scars are not the same if selfinflicted or intential. They must be earned the hard way, so best to remain as is. Yes?" He stated somewhat questioningly, highly unsure of the reasons 'wh

[20:54] Kynaston Chasin: nodding to Mei's words but made a bit of an 'oh' look to his face when she preference guard with 'den's', before speaking back to Jaxon, "Are you at least authorize to act in their place if they are not around? As I assume this three day deadline is getting nearer to the end."

[20:54] Crystal Skies whispers: Entering this building feels like stepping into a surreal other world. Smoke drifts in the air, the sounds of languid laughter and faint music come from shadowy alcoves, and the decor suggests lavishness and a sensual treat to the senses. One of the scantily clad dancers sways her way through the patrons to your side, offering to guide you to whatever pleasure you might desire.

[21:05] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): "Death ruins everythin unless her a vampire.....or a very interestin ghost." He smirked. "Tel lya wot. When I die I'll come haunt ya and keep ya company a while. Ya can tell me then if Im as interestin as ya thought." As for the scars thing he shrugged. "Be who ya want mate, look how ya want. Wotever makes ya 'appy, aint gonna mattah ta me."



As for Mei he went "AH ha! Tha' creepy fellow? Seen him down 'ere a time or two yeah but he aint ever say a damned word ta me. Always assumed he were a mute er somethin. But ey ya. I'll let Vika know ya stopped by." Her name didnt register.



"Most aanthing in large quantities are deadly in bulk." He looked over the list Cyn had and pointed. "Id do tha one if yer new." Pointed at another. "Tha one if yer brave." Then he blinked. "I'm a guard, but I dunno anathing baout a three day dead line." And he rubbed the back of his neck. "Been an iffy day or two fer myself if I'm honest."

[21:09] Asi has been told a nope on forcing himself into a humanoid visage, and so basically just stays exactly as he is. Exactly. Not breathing, blinking, anything, just boom, there, mostly shielding the Cynric, and offering nothing more conversely about ghosts. (brb skip as needed)

[21:13] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) is a little disappointed when Cynric denies Asi's request to change forms, but also a little concerned at the mention of self-inflicted wounds. She stores it away for later, wanting to learn more, but the current situation seemed to demand her attention. She nods to Jaxon, "Yes, extremely creepy. Exactly. And no, he's not mute...but I wouldn't mind if he were." A nervous laugh. "Thank you,' in response to him telling the owner and the creepy guard she had in fact tried...and she'd really just want to get the heck out of there.

[21:13] Viveka (themis.adasia) seemed to look a little tired when she pushed open the doors only to find a crew of people just on the other side of it. At first she was a little surprised, but then her face lit up when she saw Jaxon. "Oh how the sight of you brightens my day," she would say with a grin, having not exactly come from where she wished to have been before. She turned to the other three, offering a deep, extravagant curtsy. "I do home my dear Jaxon has been taking care of you all." She was about to say more when her goat came down the hall, hooves clomping rapidly on the stone floors till he got to her with a skidding halt that ended with him momentarily on his belly. When he was back on his feet, he looked up to her expectantly. "Ever graceful, Djali," she laughed as she pulled an apple out of her bag and gave it to him. She looked back to the three guests again, smile still on her face. "It is a pleasure to see you again. If there is anything that you need, please let me know and I will see to it. I have added a

[21:13] Viveka (themis.adasia): few new services to the springs that were not available before. I need to get that list on the wall updated but I just have not had the time lately."

[21:13] Viveka (themis.adasia): home = hope

[21:16] Kynaston Chasin shakes his head, "But still is it not our knowledge that death awaits us that creats a sort of.. enjoyment and urgancy out of life? Would not a stagnant, dull, unending life be just dreadful... though I have my curiosities about ghost. I am sure that is rather nice of you, but haunting Asi may very well cause me some annoyances. So be respectful. Otherwise, I will take some of the stuff you say only if your brave." He passes the menu back to Jaxon, as it seemed poisonus herbs were not included on it, though he was still left to wonder. Without the menu to occupy him, he could take better notice of Asi's state, and concluded, "Do as you want." Otherwise he had no input on the masked man, likely not knowing who they spoke of, but it would hardly need input when Viveka busted through the doors which caused a goat of a ruckus. "Good evening, Lady Viveka. I should have assumed it was you from the name Vika. But yes, Jaxon has been keeping us occupied to say the least. I wish you well on getting

[21:16] Kynaston Chasin: but if you have a moment of time, I know Mei would love to speak with you. Ah I should thank you again for speaking with me yesterday evening."

[21:23] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): "Aww now ya gon all quiet." He liked Asi's quirkiness.



MEi wishing the other guard were mute he just laughed his ass off before giving her a wink. No need to be nervous with him. As far as he knew she did nothing wrong! And until Vika said other wise JAxon was happy to be social with everyone.



"Speak a the devil Vika!" He turned to give her the daily perving once over. "ME ta Vika...." She was just as nice to look at. But on to business. "Tha there's Mei. Said somethin er other about a three day dead line and needin ta see ya about it."



cyn got them all to buisness too so he didnt pipe in about the ghostly stuff.



"I'll let yall do what ya needa. Vika if ya need ta put me ta work. I'll be standin over there pretendin ta be a broody guard an wot not." He blew all four of them a kiss and went to lean against a wall, arms rossed, broody face.....perfected Guard stance FTW.

[21:23] Crystal Skies whispers: Entering this building feels like stepping into a surreal other world. Smoke drifts in the air, the sounds of languid laughter and faint music come from shadowy alcoves, and the decor suggests lavishness and a sensual treat to the senses. One of the scantily clad dancers sways her way through the patrons to your side, offering to guide you to whatever pleasure you might desire.

[21:25] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): ((Random note, at this cam angle, my crotch is being set on fire. End random ooc dialog)

[21:25] Viveka (themis.adasia): ((i'm making a mental note to go nowhere near your crotch if its burning....))

[21:27] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) really wishes that they were not discussing death as she was still worried hers was immanent as a result of what she'd done. Still, she couldn't deny the wisdom in Cynric's words on the matter and would look between the men as they spoke about it. Then, everyone's saying hello to Viveka and mentioning Mei needs to speak with her and she puts two and two together, taking another small step from behind Cynric and Asi. "Hello, Miss Viveka..." She'd force a smile. "Your other guard? The cree....the one who wears the mask? He said I should come talk to you about, you know..." Her mouth would move sideways as she started chewing her lip. She'd look over and notice how very guard-like Jaxon looked and it was impressive.

[21:28] Viveka (themis.adasia) bit her lip and looked back to Jaxon, sliding in near him and attempting to loop her arms through his, but was apparently denied since he moved! Rude! Though she'd have blatantly given him the once over about four times by now and would continue to do so when he was in her field of view. "That is good to hear. He does a good job of occupying me as well. I spend too much time oogling over him from a distance. And up close. I'm not so shy." As he continued on, she would look to Mei and smile. The worry coming off of that girl was nearly palpable and she had to feel bad for her. Her smile changed to genuine concern for the girl "Ah, so this is the little dove that I was told would be looking for me. Would you like to speak in private dear or do you wish to stay out here? Don't worry, you have nothing to fear out of me. Just a little deal that I wish to make with you." She would look back to Kynaston and nod her head. "No need to thank me, love. I had tried to tell Abassi the whole story sooner but we were

[21:28] Viveka (themis.adasia): interrupted. I do find it curious that apparently one of the guards got himself a raise for 'facing a dragon'," she would say, lifting a hand to make the quotation symbol with it, "when all he did was stand and stare. He did not even try to get other civilians out of the way when the beast landed on the infirmary nor did he deal with her minion or know what was even going on. I suppose not wetting one's trousers counts for something among them but I will continue to deal with the Wardens if there are any more demon or dragon problems personally."

[21:34] Kynaston Chasin quirks a brow, "Broody?" It seemed to have tickled his funny bone a bit, especially as Jaxon sure enough took up a pose and a position that did make him out to be a guard one would not wish to mess with. He shifted to the otherside of Asi as Mei had stepped out form behind them, and at first thought to remain silent... but than Viveka was rather remarkably speaking his language. "Sounds like a good man to keep around than, for just those times." Clearly he was not seeking to flirt with Jaxon or otherwise imply HE would keep Jaxon around, but the jist of what Viveka had eluded to clearly having been caught. "Shyness would be unbecoming of you, I can tell. But I know percisely the man you speak of.. as he was the one there the night we were tending to Jaxon." he coughed, "His Wounds of course, seeking out the promotion. But We were actually going to be on our way to report the information to Abassai this evening, once we were through here. It is a shame to hear he was so highly rewarded for

[21:34] Kynaston Chasin: and staring."
[21:38] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) looks to Cynric and Asi, then back to Viveka, she was not only afraid for her safety, despite the woman seeming almost kind about the whole thing, she also would fear that she'd agree to terms at her own peril. She'd been tricked by the likes of fae and sea witches before into contracts that very nearly caused her great harm. If not for her teacher, a fae himself, intervening at times, Mei'd be dead a thousand times over by now. "I'd like to stay here, if it's okay." She listens as the speak of the dragon slaying. She'd heard rumors about it here and there since she'd arrived, the one most-repeated was that it had been a woman to take down the beast....could this woman be the same? Oh Goddess, wouldn't that be just great...a dragon slayer no less. "Are you the one they talk about?" To Viveka. "Did you kill the dragon?" She couldn't help herself.

[21:46] Viveka (themis.adasia) would grin and nod her head, turning back to glance at Jaxon once again until he spoke of the guard that had gotten rewarded. She was happy that someone agreed with her! It had gotten her rather fired up the night before. "Truly, it is a shame, though at least he did share it with Gerald who actually did something to help. And took the only hit that dragon threw. So I at least will give him credit for that." Her brow rose to Mei's questions. She certainly had been out of the loop if that was being said. She laughed and shook her head "Dear, I do not really even know how to fight. I have other gifts, however, that helped get rid of the problem. I more worry about finding the path of least resistance and loss of lives or bloodshed in general. I simply made sure that the item the dragon sought was returned to her before she got tired of waiting. That is all." She really had wished the girl would have spoken to her alone, but she wasn't going to force her. She let out a sigh and nodded her head.

[21:46] Viveka (themis.adasia): "Frankly, I know that you stole from me. Rather than report it to someone and have you arrested and end up with a reputation for yourself, I let my guard find you with explicit instructions to not harm you, only scare you to hopefully teach you to not steal from others again because one of these times, it will be from someone who will not hesitate to kill you. What you found was apparently the stash of a worker who had been building it up for some time with the intent to steal it, only I showed up and they quickly learned I cannot forget anything that I have seen and know when things are out of place and missing. While I would appreciate it's return, I am not too worried about it. I would ask that you find some way to help others. Donate to the infirmary. Help the Wardens somehow. Whatever it is that you choose to do, and we will be even. I would also hope that the incident does not keep you from visiting with us from time to time still. I assure you, my guard will not bother you or bring it up again. There

[21:46] Viveka (themis.adasia): is no threat here to you."

[21:52] Kynaston Chasin despite having mentioned a need to seek out Abassi this evening, he show no signs of departing especially after Mei declined privacy with the woman. He gave Mei a nod. "I ran into a lady at what I suppose was the magic shop, and a man that went by the name of Captain, and they were speaking of a wyvern that they slain. The other dragon departed from the isle before they were met with death." Otherwise as Viveka launched into her full detail, he gave a solumn nod. "I had heard the story of Mei's crimes and intended means of punishments, and thought it a bit strange. But I see your reasoning now, Viveka, and think you wise and generous for what you offer. I am sure you are aware that your herbal components hold healing powers different from the infirmary, so it makes sense to me that one might find themselves in desperate need of a dose or two. " He smiled over to Mei, clearly waiting to see how she would find it herself.

[21:57] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) has no idea about the ring the dragon was after, or what it meant that Viveka had returned it...and saved the town from certain peril. Only rumors and whispers and she'd nod pretending to understand, wanting to look like she was all in-the-know. "Yes, preventing bloodshed is a good thing." Then the matter of her theft and she lowers her eyes, listening to Viveka...the words hitting her ears but not really sinking in for a minute. Finally, she blinks and looks up at the woman, "I cannot return it, it's...gone. But I will pay you back as soon as I can." She begins to talk quickly now as if her luck will run out if she stops, "And yes! Yes, I'll help out wherever I can. I do, and I will. It's not like me, Miss Viveka. I'm not a thief. I mean, I was, I did, but that's not...I won't. Not again. I swear to you, not from you or anyone. And, I can come here and clean? To help pay you back. Oh, thank you, Miss. Thank you!" She'd finally come up for air and had to resist throwing herself on the floor as a sign of

[21:57] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar): reverent gratitude. She moves to tug at Cynric's sleeve, if he'd allow, "Did you hear that? Did you hear what she said? All is well! I knew it! Didn't I? I knew it." She so didn't know it. "Thank you, too, sir. For coming with me. I will repay your kindness, too. You'll see." With that Mei would move toward the door, still wanting to get away before Viveka changed her mind. She'd just be whispering under her breath, 'thank you, thank you,' as Valeska had, for once, answered her prayers.

[22:00] Asi may just be staring into the great abyss, recalling the time prior to having a corporeal form. The conversation and departures were all missed on him. And now, for no particular reason, he felt the need to spin around on Cynric and lightly, carefully, boop his nose.

[22:02] Viveka (themis.adasia) would smile to Kynaston and nod to him, her hands clasping together in front of herself. "If that had been the purpose, and it had been a matter of a lack of coins, something could have been worked out. I am not so unreasonable. I have spent years traveling and offering my gifts to help others. I do not own this for coin or greed. I own it to have a sense of belonging and planting my roots, so to speak because I am tired of not having a home. It is something to help keep me in one place for a change. Though now hearing about a wyvern, dragons, and demons attacking, I really have to wonder about my choice in homes!" she joked, at least with the last bit. Her attention was suddenly cut to Mei who was talking so fast that even she nearly had a hard time keeping up with it, and she was use to having to decipher Rea on the fly. She would reach out to gently try to place a hand on the woman's shoulder to stop her and turn her to face herself. "Mei, you do not need to repay me. If you want a job here to

[22:02] Viveka (themis.adasia): help maintain the place then you can have one, but I would rather see you help something that helps others a bit more than I do here. Maybe even cleaning at the infirmary if you think that is a way you wish to go. My friend runs it and I am sure we could work that out. Just please, don't steal again, and if what you needed was for some sort of healing purpose, just ask me next time, okay?"

[22:07] Kynaston Chasin did not move his arm out of the path of Mei as she sought to tug on it. He gives her a nod in indication he well heard, "Well done, Mei. I find myself quite proud of your bravery and conviction to right your wrong this evening." He returns his words back to Viveka, "I am a harvester of herbs, and while I might not be the most skilled at the creation of drugs nor is it something I would desire to hold reputation for, I can at least extract some from poppy.. if I come upon some in the wilds of Valesk that are not claimed as crop fields for this shop, of couse. It is in my best interest to see Mei settled well. And yes, please let me or any of the other Warden's know if you have any future troubles with the likes of wyverns, dragons, and demons." Otherwise he seemed satisfied with the proceedings of the evening and the boop to the nose causing him to rise and lift back off of Asi, "I believe we will be departing to if I have any hopes of catching Abassi this evening."

[22:11] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) feels the hand on her shoulder, and the vibrations of the woman. She knew enough to be able to detect someone's general nature from their touch and this was sincerely kind. She turns to look up at Viveka, "The infirmary would be perfect, miss. I could study healing magic...then maybe next time there'd be no need for drugs when my teacher gets hurt. And yes," she'd blush, "I'll ask next time. I swear." And she'd decide right then and there to bake an extra loaf of apple bread for the woman, having already planned on one for Cynric and Asi, to thank them. She beams over at Cynric, a compliment like that from a prince was no small thing in her book. "With your help, sir. Yours and Asi's." And she'd bow just as awkwardly as she had when they first met, believing him to be every bit the prince Asi seemed to think he was. She couldn't help herself, just as she was about to try to leave again, she'd move to give Viveka a quick hug, another whispered, "Thank you."

[22:15] Viveka (themis.adasia) nodded her head to Kynaston, stepping back out of the way so that they may depart after she had said her peace to Mei. "Good luck with that! And I most certainly will. The guards may have a leader I could drool over all day, but I question their sense of bravery and combat. I will be sure to let you all know anything that I hear that could be a significant threat." She seemed happy with Mei's response to her and she would beam at the woman. "Very well, I will speak with Cy tomorrow. I keep putting off having my ear looked at one last time and I am sure to get a verbal lashing, but I will arrange it with her." She was just about to turn to move further into the den when she was suddenly hugged. At one time, she would have been terrified of someone grabbing her so suddenly, but thankfully now she was able to return it with a laugh. "You are most welcome, dove. I do hope to see you again some time. And do not worry about the broody guard any more. I think he was more agitated that you managed to charm

[22:15] Viveka (themis.adasia): him and get one past him. Men....so sensitive," she joked, her eyes looking to Asi and Cynric. "No offense or anything." When she managed to get out of the hug, she would bow to the trio again. "Have a good evening and safe travels to you."

[22:17] Crystal Skies whispers: Entering this building feels like stepping into a surreal other world. Smoke drifts in the air, the sounds of languid laughter and faint music come from shadowy alcoves, and the decor suggests lavishness and a sensual treat to the senses. One of the scantily clad dancers sways her way through the patrons to your side, offering to guide you to whatever pleasure you might desire.

[22:18] Kynaston Chasin extends himself into a full sweeping bow, much like the one Asi had mimicked earlier in the evening, "My pleasure, Mei. It sounds like you have many studies ahead of you as I fully intend to work with you on teaching you the ways of herbal healings. Though Lady Cy of the infirmary is more of an expert at herbs for healing than I am, I still hold some knowledge." He returns to a full stands to give a nod to Viveka. "It seems the Captain has quite the fan club in reguards to oggles over his visage. I know little of him at present but these eyes of mine have at least seen what is being talked about. And as no offense has been taken, I do hope you have a good evening." He heads out, quite possibly with Asi in tow, perhaps awkwardly following Mei till they exited out of the undergrounds before at last splitting off a seperate way.

[17:03] Kynaston Chasin after tending to some time spent with Asi, he was now hard at work moving about their cabin. His books were back out on the counter and he danced about his cabnet. He carefully began to rearrange and organize his herbal collection. A number of alchemical tools were taken out and set aside as he had deemed them needing to be washed. A book picked up and placed into hand as he meandered and paced through the cabin. At some point he ended up going outside, his nose still burried in a book, before he even seemed to realized he had paced out of bounds- and slipped back into the cabin.
[17:12] Asi was likely just passed out up above on a pile of furs or whatever was up there at the moment. In and out of wakefulness, as clearly Cynric had tons of energy, they wore him right out. All rolling sleeping on his tummy and occasionally stirring otherwise to louder sounds. Eventually of course he has to get up again, get on whatever clothing had been removed and hop below. Or more like melt down from the loft and hit the ground with a thumb and a whimper and just keep resting there for a bit.
[17:21] Kynaston Chasin probably had napped some! But his interest in getting on to things had spurred him into energy especially as the day grew on but had yet fallen to night. He was still busy and lost in thought when Asi ploped down onto the floor. It rather startled him into dropping his book- and just so having enough energy, Asi may have even gotten a little attention right where he laid. "Ah you are up," he purred, picking up the book again, and trailing over to Asi. "I have been busy working on my alchemical stuff and have a number of things that need washing, but I have a thing that I want to do, try to do. I have neve rdone it before. but seems easy." He was leaning all over Asi now, kissing and lovings.
[17:41] Asi might be a bit busy with panting, flushed again but kind of in pain, a bit unused to mid-day shenanigans when he wasn't going to shift immediately after. But there was his love, being cute on him, and he in turn stretching his arms up to catch and hold the beautiful mage back. "Is it something that I can help with?" he asks between kisses "I will do anything you need."
[17:47] Kynaston Chasin rolls his hips agaisnt Asi, placing one hand to the side of him, the other dropping the book to the side before caressing Asi's cheek. "I had a brilliant idea. It is not quite legeal you see, but it seems rarely done enough that I do not think one should suspect. I have came by a menas and a way to transmute copper to gold, and there is no reason that one can not creat silver as well. I would be wiser to use the transmuted silver, less would susspect.. but I believe it would still do us good to flash a few gold around even if we spend it not just so we are seen as being wealthy. Fewer will question it as such! But I am in need of a few supplies first. And we will need to come by enough copper to transmute a fair amount of silver and gold."
[17:53] Asi peers at said hips through disheveled hair, kind of frowning while also flushing and chewing on his lip. Squirming, trying to tear attention away from that and on to words. "It is all metal to me, and the value placed upon each transient at best," he remarks, otherwise signaling he did not and likely would not 'get it' but as he leans upwards in a demure twist that kept his bum free from pressure and moistened lips to Cynric's ear, he adds on sweetly, "But I will acquire copper for you, as needed and wanted."
[17:56] Kynaston Chasin readjusted an arm around Asi to aid in proping him in his posturing, though Cynric did little to help as he had practically climbed over the resting man on the floor. "Yes Copper perferably. I think we only need to sell one of our made potions.. or poisons... to come by the coin we need. Especially if they pay us in bags of copper instead of silver. There will be a few more ingrendents that I will need to procure. I am unsure of where to come about gems but the task would be a lot easier if I had a specific six. Three for each ritual."
[18:08] Asi may just be losing this battle, and as such lays down fully again, aiming for the whole more angelic look, hair making a halo and hands soft and all that. Still not quite understanding, but figuring enough to coo an offered, "I can try to sell what you need around town, if you'd like. I could sell myself?"
[18:12] Kynaston Chasin was weak to this angelic look! He really was! It was that innocense that needed to be tanted. Always about did the trick, and no sooner has Asi plopped down that Cynric was giving him sweet kisses to his cheeks in lips. "Well I did not mean you have to go out alone to sell these things! Though if you are ever bored and I am busy and are interested, than you can always seek to do that. But no, absolutly not." He grips hold of Asi, lifting him from the floor greedily, wantingly. "I would not be alright with you selling your body."
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[18:55] Kynaston Chasin quickly grew aware that his 'lover' was not responding in any way that could even remotely be deemed as favorable. And with sort of annoyed sigh he was left with just permitting Asi's pushing to provide distance between the two. He slipped back to sitting on his haunches. He readjusted himself within his own pants, looking over at Asi. "Fine, there, I am off." He grunted a bit. "And you are wanting this? Monogamy?"
[19:10] Asi naturally takes ample opportunity to drag and belly crawl a bit away from the mage once he's given up, just to flop again. For a minute, anyway. Not even that. Just in need to hide a sulk in how badly his cheesy ploy and flirting with the human resulted in his own hurt feelings and Kynaston's grumpy boner. "It does not matter, clearly you do not," he replies as he tries to stand now on shaky little legs. "I'm going to make you a sustenance."
[19:14] Kynaston Chasin was indeed a bit grumbly at present, and occupied himself in the time Asi flopped and rested with strapping off the crossbow and setting it off to the side. He narrowed his eyes at Asi, and then sought to pull off his own boot only to loop it at Asi. "You would not have said it if it did not matter!" He proclaimed loudly, all though not upset. "Clearly this is something you are wanting, and fine. I was not intending to put my dick in elsewhere anyways." He said a bit vulgarily, but true enough - he had not been fantisicing, wanting, or seeking strange.
[19:26] Asi moved on to the little kitchen to see what he couldn't make, and it may just have to be stew simply for a lack of shopping. So there he was, gathering potatoes to rinse when Cynric deemed it fit to raise his voice. At once he earned a wobbly lipped frowning pout over his shoulder, a harsh sniff and then he was promptly busy snatching a stick of cinnamon and using it to put up his hair, potatoes abandoned. "And /clearly/ if you had any sort of interest, you would not deny me straight forward answers. But you do, time and time again. Or... or leave me to voice it first, get snippy, then agree! You do not desire monogamy, so be it. Then I am only your servant, and this is the last you will see of this body." Hair up and that voiced all watery and sniffy, he plucks up a potato and begins to peel the skin.
[19:33] Kynaston Chasin had enough of the ground. His offbalanced steps brought him ever closer to the kitchenate, ever drawing towards Asi. "I do not give oyu a straight forward answer because I did not see where it mattered. You denied me having others over to bed them, I agree to it, so be it. I am satisfied with you. All m sexual yearnings and needs are saited within you. I have no reason to seek elsewhere, nor have I. So you asking if we are monogomous is but a moit point. Because either by design or purpose, or just coincidence.. are the present moment till either one of us beds another it would so seem that we are." He gets a bit handsy to Asi, seeking to pull him over though not take him to harshly within his hold. "If it makes things less complicated, or make more sense of things if I specifically say I will not bed anyone else, than I shall. I will not bed anyone else."
[19:42] Asi seemed to be getting frustrated with the potato peeling, as skin was coming off too thin, then too thick, and overall just giving him a hell of a time through his watery eyes he refused to let become tears. "It is not moot simply because you lacked a want to go so now, does not mean you wouldn't," he snips back, but carefully keeps his tone soft and gentle. "You are being difficult on purpose and trying to make it out so that the difficult one is me. I am disinterested, and I no longer want your monogamies. Your human games are sick, and they are beneath me."
[19:49] Kynaston Chasin would seek to wrap around Asi in a way to gently grasp the knife he was using to peel the potatoes in a hope to get the dagger safely away from the man and simply drop it into the sink or on the cutting board. "Asi, I simply do not think of these things. But you are right in your belief that just because I have not yet done so does not mean I would not have done so, especially if I felt entitled to it or otherwise that you did not mind or wouldn't care. And now you are saying you do not care, and you no longer want it. But it is I who will not believe you now. I guess you are stuck with me, unless you can look me in the eye and tell me you truly do not mind. But even than, I would not leave here to go bang another."
[19:51] Second Life: Items successfully shared.
[20:01] Asi lets the knife go easily, as he is not the sort to spin a blade on the human... unless his personhood is threatened. Other than that, not too stab happy. But prone to tears, that he was, and now without food prep to distract him he hung his head and sniffled. "I do not understand why you do not think of these things. You should. If it would upset you to have another lay hands on me, why would it not occur to you I would be upset. Or that perhaps we should say what we are and have. This flirting ended terribly, why wouldn't you just say yes?" he bemoans and sniffles, and then finally has to wipe his eyes with the backs of his wrist. "What a foolish human, we could be in the midst of pain and fire and closeness right this second, but you couldn't say yes and now any yes you say feels hollow, sad, and forced. I do not like this."
[20:06] Kynaston Chasin did not seem to hold himself in any manner to indicate fear over the turning of a dagger- though he would not soon forget the time that he found a claw in his eye - so he was armed with the informaiton that should Asi feel pushed enough... that violence was still a possibility. Here he did not think so much. "I assume you would be upset, Asi. Maybe I would not have thought so until that night we spoke of my potential intent to bring others back to our place - you made it clear soon after that you would find this an awkward and uncomfortable situation. I do think of that, you know. But really it is more of a matter of having not thought of taking on a different lover since we have been... in bed together." He sighs softly, leaning in to lick at Asi's tears, before quickly pulling away. "I am going to stay in this evening. Work on a few things, perhaps in bed. If you want to join me, you may." Clearly realizing that forcing himself on Asi was going to get him less of anywhere.
[20:14] .: Jens Ixchel, you have a total land impact of 9.
[20:17] Asi flutters his hands in the air, and luckily had no claws or intents. Which wasn't totally true, he was still in some want and desire to climb all over Cynric, but not enough to simply do so and encourage things. "If you are staying in, should I leave?" he asks quietly. t was either that or keep making stew, waiting for Cynric to not be Cynric was pointless, and he only had so many tears to lick.
[20:20] Kynaston Chasin was further showing his disinterest in going out this evening by stipping off his other boot. He spent a moment rolling his shoulders, stretching his back and over all getting comfortable in a very - this is my place- sort of mannerism. "You can do as you please this evening. Though I would quite like your company. I do have a number of things that needs to be fetched and sought after - along with paper. But paper should be the highest priority at this point."
[20:31] Asi just quietly returns to the mini kitchen, back to preparing the potatoes for several days worth of food for the human. "I don't have anything that pleases me to do beyond care for you," he replies softly, which was a simply fact beyond desires to learn, draw, and paint. But the mention of paper, that might make him smile a bit wistfully to himself.
[20:33] Kynaston Chasin smiles again than at Asi's words, "Stay in with me." It wasn't a command, or at least not meant to be one. Though Cynric did want to get out of Asi's way in the kitchen he only went as far as his herbalist cabnit to finish the rest of what he was speaking on earlier. "We will need at least one rare herb, one that has been cultivated by that of nature, a druidic sort, of a fae creature. They may not even know that they have- but it must be a seed grown into a plant by at least their indirect nurishment. And lastly an essence from a rare supernatural creature... which I do believe, Asi, you can directly provide. "
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[15:25] Emm'esta Thiadil (emmaline.mynx) busies herself with people-watching. It was easy to do in this place. The last time she'd been here, a thief had almost been killed by the man who oversaw the dock. Emm'esta cringed just thinking about it. He'd almost killed that girl, and she--no more than a bare-boned beggar. They'd taken her to the infirmary, and Emma wondered what had ever become of her. Shipped off the island, no doubt. These thoughts were hard on smiles, so she put it away, instead turning her attention to those at the docks looking for good deals. Wasn't that what they were all here for? And speaking of deals, she bowed. "Vedui, Lady Elizabeth. You know just what I have come seeking--that and fancy buttons, crystal, ivory, and pearl."

[15:32] Asi maintains his polite interest, the sort of course where he was actually interested in spite of lacking in understanding. The point however, was that poppy seeds were possible, and that just made his day. "It is good to be with luck in coincidence then," he half states, half asks. "Bindle-ton must be pretty, to have flower seeds. May I please know the trade for them?" Busy trader that Elizabeth was now had an Emmaline buying up buttons, to which he tilts his head somewhat curiously for, and then feels compelled to ask, at large, "Does anyone have coppers that I can trade for? I can gives things for coppers. They are similiar to buttons."

[15:34] Kynaston Chasin had been cooped away at the Warden’s keep for the better part of the day – but was now at a point that could be considered similar to writers block. It had him trail off to go find inspiration – or maybe he had to many random toughts coursing his mind to permit settling upon one or the other. He arrives into the lower village, seemingly a bit behind Emma.

[15:36] Bradock (katarr) makes his way through the forests until reaching the tunnels leading into the lower portions of the city. His arm easily extends towards Rhaella, allowing her to take his arm as they walk. "I bet we'll end up seeing her either tonight or tomorrow!" The man cheerfully adds. Though, as she says he needs a bath he completely disregards her statement. "Maybe YOU need a bath. But not me, I smell like ro-" It was as he speaks that phrase that Bradock's arm raises and his nose turns to sniff at the pit of his arm. Almost immediately, he recoils back from the smell. A sudden chasting glare is shot down towards Loki, the small fox that was acting as their tour guide as he follows a familiar scent. "Hey! You're supposed to be the one with the super powered nose. You should of told me I was starting to stink." This was all said as if the fox could actually communicate with him beyond licking and pawing at him. Upon reaching the lower portion of the city, Bradock pauses for a moment. "Whoa, crowd." Briefly, the

[15:36] Bradock (katarr): colorless eyes of Bradock wander the small group for any altercation, though, found none. Without one, he continues to try and skirt around the group to continue following the fox to their destination.

[15:39] Ivy tries to blend into the traffic that shuffles along down the street, though as she does, she watches each of her chosen marks out of the corner of her eye. Like a predator circling a herd, she sizes up each among the small group. A pit forms in her stomach at the sight of the noblewoman in her lavish red finery. An awfully ripe target to be wandering the docks, but then again, the consequences if she's caught would be grave. Then, her eyes flick to the other woman present. Well-dressed, beautiful and clean- but not quite a noble. Ivy's eyes shine with a smile. Still moving with the crowd, she drifts her way closer. As she passes, the tiefling's hand subtly sweeps past the woman's waist, feeling for anything she might pick.

[15:41] Frida (weisshexen): ((I'll be rolling in just a moment! My HUD is being wonky. ^^))

[15:42] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) gave a delighted clap as Emms seemed to be coming to her for the exact thing Denny had hoped to track her down and propose.."Oh yais, dahling, yais yais yais. Of cawse. You will need many fineddehs to keep you-ah shop producing the most delicious gahments. And I can /cahtainleh/ help you to obtain them. Unfohtunateleh I've no buttons in any of my new arrivals...But I've plenteh of silk and velvet from Faludron to sell to you, and I can have a mo-ah consistent supply of both that and buttons brought to the island...If you can tell me what you need exactleh.." she'd say to the blonde elf. Suddenly, a loud thud would ring through the cavern as a crew member from one of Dennys ships plopped a crate on the ground beside the woman. As he began to rip out the nails that kept it closed, the woman would chat with Asi..."It's dreadful, actualleh. A veddeh po-ah island. But my most valuable goods come from the-ah. Now, the trade...depends on how much..."

[15:43] Ella 'Armisael' Moraeu smirks and quite evidently keeps her face turned in the other direction from Bradock's body as they walk. She groans once more as the shoulder hurts again, and blinks at the gathering of folk, not really having spent time at this part of Aberwyth she did not know if this was normal but her eyes do their own sweep but she would follow, behind the fox that now just turned around and wagged his tail at Bradock, as if in a -what was I supposed to do- manner in response, "You don't smell out of place -here-", she grins looking around at what essentially was a lot of stacked supplies and things, obviously smells of the harbor couldn' be pleasant! "Let's go.", she tugs.

[15:43] Second Life: Queen of Bones (Bttenn) is now known as Ashes.

[15:46] Emm'esta Thiadil (emmaline.mynx) grinned. Now wasn't this interesting. Her curiosity struck like lightning and she blurted, "I have coppers, Asi. What would you have to trade for them?" She bowed her head to the Prince Chasin--she guessed she'd always think of him that way, though he was just as displaced now as the rest of them, well, except for Lady Elizabeth. She seemed to be absolutely PLACED. The elf she'd greeted earlier with a nod and a smile had come quite close, and Emms was about to strike up a conversation---quite close. But her attention was turned back to Lady Elizabeth and her promises of goods. "Quel, quel...good," she added. "I would love to see what you have. As for the buttons, it depends on how often I can get shipments, as far as the buttons are concerned."

[15:46] Ivy rolls R6 vs Emmaline (CC:bc19): 143, Pickpocket attempt

[15:47] Emm'esta rolls R3 (CC:bc1a): 4, Reflexes against pickpocket attempt

[15:48] Emm'esta Thiadil (emmaline.mynx): (( I have no idea what that means!))

[15:48] Emm'esta Thiadil (emmaline.mynx): (Did I roll a 4?))

[15:48] Bird Ix'Chirp (jaden.tyles): (you got jacked bby))

[15:48] The Den Mother (valerievixxen): ((Lol critical pickpocket. Suddenly Emms has her clothes pickpocketed right off of her body, skyrim style)

[15:48] Emm'esta Thiadil (emmaline.mynx): ((hahahaha!!))

[15:52] Cynric (jens.ixchel): ((sorry skip around - have someone looking at jewleryl and its been like 20 minuts and there not done yet )

[15:54] Asi nods along with the list of fabrics, not that he had anything to do with them, but... he could figure it out later. And he'd address the elven woman in a moment, as it seemed she was busy getting a strange hug from another of her kind. How sweet! To Elizabeth first, since Emma was busy, "A handful? Not quite a handful. It is a very small planting box. Six seeds, please and thank you?" And given Kynaston was easy to spot, he'd naturally make his way over to the mage like a moth to a flame, finally replying to Emma directly, "I am unsure. Prince Kynaston Chasin sells fancy liquids. I personally... I am not sure, but I will do as needed to acquire coppers."

[15:54] Bird Ix'Chirp (jaden.tyles): ((brb as well, apologies! skip as needed))

[16:01] Kynaston Chasin would unfortantly arrive about the time that everyone else was heading into the area- which was only a problem since he could not concentrate properly (at work) in larger groups. But the Den Mother certaintly grasped his interest in matters of trade. He would have to ask later, or otherwise keep her in mind. Emma’s statement about having copper coins to provide for trade does however get a smile, and he nods to her. “Ah.” He exclaimed, heading over to Asi, “It would seem you are quite busy at work.” As he was curious to find out what Asi would offer up in trade, only to smile when he states what he did. He gives a bow to Emma, “I delve in herbal liquids… of various properties. If there is something that fancies your interest, then I would be more then pleased to hand one over for copper.” Which might be unfortant for this pickpocketer that Emma may soon have reason to notice the shortage.

[16:02] Ivy's fingers deftly brush the pouch on Emm'esta's waist as she passes. Almost instinctively, they seek out the pouch's fastening and pluck it loose, dropping it into her waiting hand. The whole while, Ivy faces forward and keeps walking, trying to blend into the crowd even as she steals from the unsuspecting woman. Once she's passed by and tucked the pouch away, Ivy breaks into a toothy, satisfied grin.

[16:07] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) nodded to Emms, smiling at the woman. "Of cawse, of cawse dahling. Well, I can have the fabric from this shipment brought to you-ah sto-ah...Aftah Its been unloaded. I should wahn you, they are mostleh in black, red, and white. But whatevah you like I can have impohted in anothah col-ah. Puhple will cost you quite a bit though. But I'm shuh you know that, dahling.." she'd remark, before turning back to the seaman as he got the lid off of the crate.."Be a de-ah and bring out a sample of the brocade for me.." she'd ask/demand. As the man headed back to the ships, the woman would reach into the crate and search about for some of the poppy seeds that /werent/ refined. Most of it was opium already, but it wasn't like any of the guards are going to try and arrest the Regent for drug running, so she didn't seem at all nervous about it being exposed like that.."A handful?" the woman would ask, an amused tone in her voice.."Well then I could hahdleh chahge you mahch. Pah-haps a single coppah?" she>

[16:07] The Den Mother (valerievixxen): < said to Asi as she took out some parchment and began to fold it. The woman would make a makeshift envelope, and begin to carefully fill it with unrefined seeds. Once it had about 8 or so, she'd fold it again, securely, and offer it to Asi.."He-ah, dahling. In fact, considah it a gift..." something valueless to garner a better image for generosity. As she held out the envelope to him, her eyes would move to Kynaston. He seemed to be introducing himself as an alchemist...Might be useful.

[16:08] Emm'esta Thiadil (emmaline.mynx) reaches for the pouch at her waist, patting where it should have been, then gasps. "I've lost it!" Then frowns, something she very rarely ever does. "But I just had it! It was on my hip when I came to the docks." She looks around at the people about the busy docks. The only person who had been close to her was.... "Now where did she go? That elf that was here just a moment ago?" Where was a Warden when you needed one?

[16:10] Frida (weisshexen): ((Back in just a moment!))

[16:13] Valkyrie Asta Munthe headed on through Lower Aberwyth to check on some things with Vincent doing what he did with the guarding. Usually the place seemed rather empty, but upon approaching, she spotted a small group up ahead. She furrowed her brow slightly, watching Denny demand an order of someone, and would proceed to clear her throat loudly. "Everything going alright down here?" she'd call out, moving closer.

[16:13] Kynaston Chasin bumped up a bit against Asi’s side, in manner of greetings. Ivy did not go without some notice from Cynric, though he hardly had reason to suspect the woman of any misdeeds- just that the crowd was neigh larger enough to blend into with some many about he personally knew. He would even give her a nod in greetings, recognition. His gaze shifting back towards the Lady Elizabeth, a nod given to her. “A gift? That is quite generous.” He said in a weary tone, suspicious of things that would put him, or Asi, in dept to someone. About this time Emm’esta was making a bit of a fuss. He perked a brow to her, “Oh dear me. That is a shame.” As without coins they could hardly be expected to make a trade. “The little elven girl?” He lifts a hand to point off the direction he had seen the girl head off towards – but it was clear in his tone he had no reason to suspect the passer-byer.

[16:16] Vincent Keene (vincent3342) speaking of the Guards.... and such look who it was..... a GUARD and the LAdy of Aberwyth and he looked over towards Denny and those around the dock, whens ome one started saying they lost something he rose a brow, he'd find his place next to Val and look at the group and the items being exchanged.

[16:24] Ivy drifts away through the crowd as casually as she can, putting some distance between herself and the group she's just preyed upon- Emm'esta in particular, really. She sidesteps out of the street, making for the alleys and hopefully, a clean escape.

[16:25] Bird Ix'Chirp (jaden.tyles): (sorry back)

[16:30] Emm'esta Thiadil (emmaline.mynx) was glad to see a GUARD approaching just at the right moment. Emm'esta pointed toward the direction the elf had been walking. "I think my coin pouch has been stolen. I had it when I came down to the docks and the only person who has been close to me was an elf--a female, dark for an elf, but she had points of pride." Light! She hoped she was wrong. She never liked to think that their were cutpurses about, especially elven ones. But Emms had gotten a good look at her. She'd know her if she saw her again. "I had four silvers in that purse." Thank goodness she hadn't emptied the strong box. She'd thought about it, hoping to buy cloth out of the new shipment, but had only taken the small about of silver. And the needles! "I had five sewing needles in that bag!" And to Emms, those were precious indeed. She'd wanted to talk with Prince Chasin about his potions, mage to mage, but all was pushed out of her head, displaced by the loss of the coin purse. ((RATS! Sorry, got to jump post and log all at the same

[16:30] Emm'esta Thiadil (emmaline.mynx): time! Grrrrr!--Emms goes out through the crowd looking for the suspect!))

[16:31] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) looked over at Emms in suprise as she squarely placed the lid back upon the crate by her side..."Lost it?" she'd ask..."Lost what, dahling?" the woman hadn't been paying attention, so she hadn't seen the elf being pickpocketed. No, her attention was mostly on the crate of valuables she was closing up. She of course didn't have a hammer, so the lid would sit slightly loose on top. Happy and proud of her hard work (I.E. Putting a lid on a box, wow good job girl much hard work so wow) she'd smile rather cheerily and look up at Valkyrie..."Oh eveddehthing is mahvelous, Valkeddeh daaaaahling. Jaaaahst mahvelous. Although the po-ah de-ah seems to have lost something! Rathah unfohtunate. Pah-haps a pickpocket..." maybe even that little elf who had been here, and now wasn't. Or maybe not. Either way, the woman was too focused on her pleasantries to think about sad things like theft. It was better to think about the gift she had just given, and completely wave it off to further bolster her selfless public image.>

[16:31] The Den Mother (valerievixxen): < "Nonsense, dahling, nonsense. Tis but a trifle. If I chahged it would be but a few coppahs, and coppahs are rathah useless for the transactions I make.." she'd insist, before perking up and looking at Valkyrie again..."Is that fur, dahling?" she'd ask, regarding Valks kirtle..."My though, it caaaahtainleh is. And you look scrumptious in it, de-ah!"

[16:31] The Den Mother (valerievixxen): ((Oh wait Jaden was back xD))

[16:31] Asi may just be getting lost now whith the amount of folks that came out of seemingly nowhere, when all his wee ass wanted was some seeds. Now poor Emmaline had no whatever it was she lost, and Elizabeth was being generous, again. "This is the second time you have given me a gift, Lady Mont D'or," he whispers as he gingerly accepts it, unsure of the humanoid etiquette here, but offers softer as he tries to weedle more behind the indeed alchemist, "I will find a way to repay your kindness." But mostly now, he was trying to figure out what Kynaston was going to do, so he could follow suit.

[16:32] Asi IS JUST HIDE FROM CRAYFISHES.

[16:32] The Den Mother (valerievixxen): ((xD I think Denny's response kinda works to address Asi too so It should be all good))

[16:36] Kynaston Chasin sort of held his hands slightly out ward, exasperated by the strange good will- and while Asi and himself were initiates of the Warden. And it was the Wardens to which Emm’s mind had called for- it was the guards and the Major of the city that responded full force. He fully seemed to understand the Lady Emm’esta’s distraction. “We will talk business again when you hold the coins you intended to trade.” He gave her a gesture to indicate he would find no offense on her rushing off with the guard at this point. “She was quite short,” he stated to the two that arrived, having seen her at least. He smiles to Asi, “It appears you have done well, and that your friend, Lady Mont D’or, has my thanks as well. I believe I need to be heading back to the cabin for a bit to jot down some notes that came to my mind just now.”

[16:40] Valkyrie Asta Munthe frowned upon hearing that Emm had lost her coin, and did not look too pleased in the slightest, and would lean towards Vincent. "From now on I would like the guards to patrol this area as well," she'd say quietly to the man before looking back to the others once one of the men spoke in their direction. "I'd like for you to look around for any dark haired elves. I'll be fine by myself for a moment." As Denny said something about her kirtle, she looked down at it, then back to the woman. "I suppose it is." Sure it was eighty degrees outside, but the heat didn't bother her too much. "Oh...thank you." She'd fold her hands behind her back and looked to Denny. "What sort of business are you conducting down here?"

[16:43] Vincent Keene (vincent3342) looking to emma he'd take this seriously as she moved out to go search and he himself would do the same he would whistle, as a hawk came from apearch near by and he looked to hermese, "Dark Skinned elf, not drow, dark hair, pointed ears... short... Search." he said to the hawk. No one else had a description of the elf in question or added to it for the hawk to pin point... Law breaking was law breaking and he looked to Val, as he unhooked his arm from hers with an apologetic look. Yes indeed his familiar took to the air to track Frida.... flying, and he'd nod to Val at her order, "IT shall be done my lady." he said as he started to follow his bird, his eyes poinent to look around, and keep watch to see if his bird gave the signal that it found what it was looking for.

[16:47] Vincent Keene rolls R5 (CC:bc1b): 147, Hermes - Hunting down his target!

[16:51] Ivy keeps her head low and quickens her pace now that she's in the relative shelter of the alley. As far as she knows, she hadn't been spotted, but the thief thinks it's best not to linger. Her eyes flick upward as a small shape passes over the small gap between the buildings overhead. Strange. The tiefling quickly presses to the wall and keeps still, hoping to avoid notice.

[16:52] Ivy rolls R6 vs Vincent Keene (CC:bc1c): 26, Sneak sneak sneak!

[16:52] Ivy rolls R6 vs Vincent Keene (CC:bc1d): 58, Sneak sneak sneak!

[16:53] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) chuckled as the search immediately began..."So veddeh veddeh prompt..." she'd state. trying to remember the description of this apparent thief so she could find her later...And offer her a job. A kind smile would be offered to Asi..."Repayment won't be necesseddeh, dahling. I onleh seek to help those in need. " she'd say warmly, and sincerely, before turning towards the docks as one of the crew men approached with a big bolt of red brocade...After Emms had already left. With a wave of her gloved hand, she'd shoo him away, and resume her chat with Valk.."Trade, dahling. Ohganizing supply lines, and sending off incoming goods to the propah buy-ahs. The economeh will not run itself, aftah all." nor will her fortune make itself

[16:57] Asi fidgets a bit with the seeds, still struggling to figure out what was going on, and what a mortal would do in this present scenario. It seemed obscenely complex, whatever it was, but Cynric helpfully distracts him by calling Elizabeth his 'friend', to which he smiles broadly for. "Do you think so, a friend? She is a very kind and symmetrical woman, I like her." Not that the woman wasn't standing right there to hear that or so, and thus needed to be smiled friendly if not vapidly at before returning to his mage again. "I will search for coppers and return to you, Prince Kynaston Chasin, unless you prefer to be followed now, however I am admittedly curious about the man with the bird, the woman that hugged Lady Emma, Lady Mont D'or, and the dah-ling in fur with ability to command men with birds."

[16:58] Valkyrie Asta Munthe (asha.silvershade): jaden called me dah-ling...*fans herself*))

[16:58] Kynaston Chasin seemed pretty interested in the bird creature that Vincent was speaking to and directing, but as Lady Valkyrie was beginning to get questioning about business going on he found than an appropriate time to leave, with having already the need. “I am unsure, Asi,” he stated, as he had just meant it as a term to call her by. “And no, I shall see you again soon.” He gave them all a bow, and headed back up to the surface.