Topic: THE GREEN DRAGON'S INN - part 9 | |
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Draven lets an earth shaking roar escape his lips as the turncoat vampire runs off with the bastard child who killed his father, as the roar ends, from around the town more bellows and roars are heard. it seems like the rest of the clan has came to the walls to await the creatures trip to the hills.
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Draven lets an earth shaking roar escape his lips as the turncoat vampire runs off with the bastard child who killed his father, as the roar ends, from around the town more bellows and roars are heard. it seems like the rest of the clan has came to the walls to await the creatures trip to the hills. *Rathil waves his wand at the remaining Minotaur and free them from the goo. He turns to walk away leaving Tihalan hanging there. Charred and smoking. As he leaves he says to Draven* Leave this town and tend to your family. Don't come back until you have gotten over whatever it is you need to get over. Take the dwarf with you for all I care. He is no longer welcome in my guildhouse. |
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((Draven and Azareak, Both of you please add 250 xp to your sheet for this scene tonight.))
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*she returns and stands in front of Draven, looking up at him*
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you have the gall to look me in the eye after helping that bastard child, i suggest you leave my sight, or i will not hold the others back.
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*stands her ground still looking him in the eye* I did what Rathil asked of me. If he was your kind you know you would do the same.
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*Rathil stops in mid stride as he hears the minotaur threaten the vampire. He doesn't turn back around yet but he just stands and waits. Hand on the wand in his belt*
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picking the vampire up by the throat, as kind and good as i have been to you, you show your allegiance to a damned murderer and spit in my face, the dwarf seems he was right about you, leave my sight now
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*puts her hands on his trying to pull it off* Draven I did what was asked of me. meant nothing towards you. *begins to start choking*
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*As Draven picks Azareak up by the throat Rathil turns around and calmly begins walking back towards the group. He has no weapons drawn or even any showing in his belt other than the wand. He doesn't say a word as he approaches the group but the look in his eyes tells Draven that he doesn't want to be holding the vampire when he gets back there.*
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draven brings her to his face, do as you are told, and leave me and my family now,
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draven brings her to his face, do as you are told, and leave me and my family now, Kind of hard for her to do while you have her grasped by the throat. If you enjoy the use of both of your hands I would put her down now. |
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*struggles to get out* I.... can't.... breath
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murderous rage is in Dravens eyes, he gives her a hard squeeze, utters one word, leave, and drops her to the ground. he turns his back to her and goes to retrieve his axe. in doing so he pulls a bag out from under his chainmail.
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*Rathil helps Azareak to her feet and brushes a bit of the dust off of her*
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no curse i can say in my tounge or any other will do for what either of you have done to my family tonight. my fathers blood is on both of your hands. he pulls a small container of his fathers blood out and throws it on rathil and azareak. enjoy it vampire, for its the last of my kind you will ever taste. for if you even look at one of us in a wrong way it may well be your last.
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*hits the ground with a thud.. rubbing her throat, runs up behind darven jumps on his back and whispers so only he can hear* he is tied up to a tree in the woods. Do you think I would let him get away killing someone you love? *jumps down and walks back to the inn*
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*Rathil sighs a bit*
Do you have any idea how hard it is to get blood out of silk? Ah well, I suppose I could just buy a new shirt. I didn't even really like this one anyway.. *He doesn't seem to be talking to anyone in particular at this point.* |
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Draven speaks to the clan, for this nights folly will not be forgotten, and i dont forgive. the creature is going to die, no matter what we have to do.
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*stands there covered in blood* d*mn it!
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