OOC: It has begun!
Lord Agnar
It had only been a few minutes since Jadier left his stronghold, and Agnar was furious to learn of his brother's death. Jadier would pay for this mistake.
"Prepare an escort for me; I wish to travel." he told a servant.
Upon securing an escort, he headed east towards the penal colony to aquire the assisstance of a certain dunmer. All the other Lords of Skyrim used the assassin, why not him?
He entered the colony and spoke with the guards to set up a meeting with Rahvin. The guards told him to wait while they fetched the mer.
Lord Jadier
Jadier left his meeting with Lord Agnar feeling somewhat scared. He had not known the murderer's identity, and if he had, he still would have executed him. He was fearful though, and hoped to be back in Falcreath very soon.
He headed back to the quarters provided by Agnar to speak with his son. As well as another secret person...
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Brianna Sarethi, Jadierīs quarters, the hidden bedroom
Brianna tried to comb her hair but failed...again! It never let itself be neat and shiny, just remained the mass of dishevelled curls as usual..
She stomped her foot angrily, "What took him so long? " Jadier should have been back two hours ago, "Goddamnit, why is he always late"
She was hungry for company, the bed was set hours ago and the candler were almost burnt down.....
Brianna sighed and finally sat down on the bed staring at the closed door....
Brianna tried to comb her hair but failed...again! It never let itself be neat and shiny, just remained the mass of dishevelled curls as usual..
She stomped her foot angrily, "What took him so long? " Jadier should have been back two hours ago, "Goddamnit, why is he always late"
She was hungry for company, the bed was set hours ago and the candler were almost burnt down.....
Brianna sighed and finally sat down on the bed staring at the closed door....
Flint Ironwood, in an inn close to lord Agnar's stronghold
,,Yep, things just never went right." The Breton thought as he downed yet another cup of Nordic ale. His vision was getting rather blurred but apart from that, this stuff wasn't as strong as they all said.
As for his reason to be depressed, his last job went rather wrong. Oh, it wasn't much to start with. Just some weird Nord who wanted Flint (together with some other thieves the guy picked of the streets) to steal Lord Agnar's pillow. Piece of cake, but those damn amateurs messed up. Flint didn't feel bad about leaving those losers behind, but now he wasn't going to get any money.
,,Next time, I'll ask to get paid in advance." He muttered and counted his last coins to see how many drinks he could buy before running out of money.
,,Yep, things just never went right." The Breton thought as he downed yet another cup of Nordic ale. His vision was getting rather blurred but apart from that, this stuff wasn't as strong as they all said.
As for his reason to be depressed, his last job went rather wrong. Oh, it wasn't much to start with. Just some weird Nord who wanted Flint (together with some other thieves the guy picked of the streets) to steal Lord Agnar's pillow. Piece of cake, but those damn amateurs messed up. Flint didn't feel bad about leaving those losers behind, but now he wasn't going to get any money.
,,Next time, I'll ask to get paid in advance." He muttered and counted his last coins to see how many drinks he could buy before running out of money.
Gorrmund sat in his room, flipping through one of his many books on mastering swordmanship. "What a bore. I've read and re-read five chapters now, what is taking father so long?" he thought before putting the book into its rightful bookcase. He sat and pondered what to do before coming up with a new way to amuse himself. He went to his desk, grabbed his feather pen, an piece of paper and a full ink well and got to work on designing the wepon of his dreams. "I'll wait til' dad comes home, tell him I'm teleporting back home and get to work on this right away".
Lord Jadier, Bedroom
Jadier had been about to walk into the bedroom where Brianna waited, but he saw his son sitting down in the room. He didn't want his son to know of his infidelity when it came to his marriage.
"Sorry I'm late." was the weak apology he offered. "Agnar got angry over some situation."
Rahvin, Penal Colony
Rahvin was working in the quarry, mining for iron ore as was usual in the colony when he was approached by guards.
"You have a visitor." they informed him.
"That's great. Tell him to wait." Rahvin replied, shaking the snow out of his hair before going back to work.
"I'm afraid he's no common visitor." the guard snapped back. "You never have common visitors."
Rahvin sighed and held out his hands so that thely could chain him for the visit. Another brief respite from the colony was all he could hope for, and it was exactly the chance he would be forced to take.
He sat down in the appointed room and the guards wasted no time in chaining him to the chair.
Agnar sat across from him, twiddling his thumbs as if he were the only one in the room.
"What do you want?" Rahvin asked when the guards left.
"I require your services." Agnar replied.
"Spare me the diplomatic crap. You want me to kill someone. Who?" Rahvin snapped back.
"Lord Jadier of Falcreath. His guards, his son, and anyone else travelling with him."
"Or?" Rahvin asked; he always had to see what his options were.
"Or you can die here." Agnar said flatly. "I can ensure that you never leave this place again."
Rahvin sighed. "Fine. But there are a few things I want."
"Like?" Agnar asked.
"I want my things returned to me; the guards should have locked them up in a chest for when I leave this place, but they're as crooked as theives." Rahvin answered.
"And?" Agnar asked, sensing that there was more.
"I want to eat at your table. The food here tastes worse than Cyrodiilic sewage." Rahvin continued.
"Done." Agnar answered. "I'll contact you again when I have recuited your partners."
"Whoa." Rahvin said. He would have held his hand up, but it was chained to his other arm and again to a chair. "I can't work with anyone else."
"This is too important, Rahvin." Agnar replied. "I can't have you botching this."
Rahvin sighed as Agnar left; at least he would be out of this hellhole soon enough.
Jadier had been about to walk into the bedroom where Brianna waited, but he saw his son sitting down in the room. He didn't want his son to know of his infidelity when it came to his marriage.
"Sorry I'm late." was the weak apology he offered. "Agnar got angry over some situation."
Rahvin, Penal Colony
Rahvin was working in the quarry, mining for iron ore as was usual in the colony when he was approached by guards.
"You have a visitor." they informed him.
"That's great. Tell him to wait." Rahvin replied, shaking the snow out of his hair before going back to work.
"I'm afraid he's no common visitor." the guard snapped back. "You never have common visitors."
Rahvin sighed and held out his hands so that thely could chain him for the visit. Another brief respite from the colony was all he could hope for, and it was exactly the chance he would be forced to take.
He sat down in the appointed room and the guards wasted no time in chaining him to the chair.
Agnar sat across from him, twiddling his thumbs as if he were the only one in the room.
"What do you want?" Rahvin asked when the guards left.
"I require your services." Agnar replied.
"Spare me the diplomatic crap. You want me to kill someone. Who?" Rahvin snapped back.
"Lord Jadier of Falcreath. His guards, his son, and anyone else travelling with him."
"Or?" Rahvin asked; he always had to see what his options were.
"Or you can die here." Agnar said flatly. "I can ensure that you never leave this place again."
Rahvin sighed. "Fine. But there are a few things I want."
"Like?" Agnar asked.
"I want my things returned to me; the guards should have locked them up in a chest for when I leave this place, but they're as crooked as theives." Rahvin answered.
"And?" Agnar asked, sensing that there was more.
"I want to eat at your table. The food here tastes worse than Cyrodiilic sewage." Rahvin continued.
"Done." Agnar answered. "I'll contact you again when I have recuited your partners."
"Whoa." Rahvin said. He would have held his hand up, but it was chained to his other arm and again to a chair. "I can't work with anyone else."
"This is too important, Rahvin." Agnar replied. "I can't have you botching this."
Rahvin sighed as Agnar left; at least he would be out of this hellhole soon enough.
Silver-Tongue ,entering the city gates
*he doesn't speak,these are his thoughts*
''Haafingar at least! I expected the Skyrim to be cold,but this is rediculus!Ah,i should stop complaining.I am here to do the job,which won't be a easy. ''
The Argonian shivered.With his head down he only took a small look at the town
''I should find an inn.Inns must be warm.Besides,i better blend in the background of this freezing hell''
He enters the inn
''Hmmm,not much,but it will do.I better take one of the local drinks.I will take a seat in that table in the corner of the room.There is a good view from there..... ''
*he doesn't speak,these are his thoughts*
''Haafingar at least! I expected the Skyrim to be cold,but this is rediculus!Ah,i should stop complaining.I am here to do the job,which won't be a easy. ''
The Argonian shivered.With his head down he only took a small look at the town
''I should find an inn.Inns must be warm.Besides,i better blend in the background of this freezing hell''
He enters the inn
''Hmmm,not much,but it will do.I better take one of the local drinks.I will take a seat in that table in the corner of the room.There is a good view from there..... ''
QUOTE(Dantrag @ Apr 18 2006, 07:11 PM)
Lord Jadier, Bedroom
Jadier had been about to walk into the bedroom where Brianna waited, but he saw his son sitting down in the room. He didn't want his son to know of his infidelity when it came to his marriage.
"Sorry I'm late." was the weak apology he offered. "Agnar got angry over some situation."
Jadier had been about to walk into the bedroom where Brianna waited, but he saw his son sitting down in the room. He didn't want his son to know of his infidelity when it came to his marriage.
"Sorry I'm late." was the weak apology he offered. "Agnar got angry over some situation."
Gorrmund looked up and noticed his father standing in the doorway. "Oh, uh, s'ok, I was just waiting to tell you I'm going to teleport back to town and go to the armoury with some money. I'm going to help Fjordsvier with the armour shipment that needs engraving, and then I might do some smithing of my own" Gorrmund stood up and walked out of the room, taking the sword schematics and his "recall" scroll with him. He walked into the living room, as he thought it rude to simply cast spells and dissapear infront of others, and cast the spell.
He appeared back in the Falcreath city square, where he had cast a "mark" scroll days earlier. He walked through the darkness of night, down the road through town and straight into the armoury. The armoury was like his home away from home, and he went there very frequently since he was only ten.
Brianna, Jadierīs secret bedroom
She heard him enter....coming up the stairs...she shivered with excitement, "At last" she thought.
Then the steps stopped.....she heard him talk with his son..and he did not enter the bedroom..
Brianna sat quiet but she trembled with anger and disappointment..
Naturally she understood he could not reveal their relationship to Gorrmund, he just knew her as the healing-woman who was a part in the household, but just at the same rank as any other servant!
She heard him enter....coming up the stairs...she shivered with excitement, "At last" she thought.
Then the steps stopped.....she heard him talk with his son..and he did not enter the bedroom..
Brianna sat quiet but she trembled with anger and disappointment..
Naturally she understood he could not reveal their relationship to Gorrmund, he just knew her as the healing-woman who was a part in the household, but just at the same rank as any other servant!
QUOTE(jack cloudy @ Apr 18 2006, 07:04 PM)
Flint Ironwood, in an inn close to lord Agnar's stronghold
,,Yep, things just never went right." The Breton thought as he downed yet another cup of Nordic ale. His vision was getting rather blurred but apart from that, this stuff wasn't as strong as they all said.
As for his reason to be depressed, his last job went rather wrong. Oh, it wasn't much to start with. Just some weird Nord who wanted Flint (together with some other thieves the guy picked of the streets) to steal Lord Agnar's pillow. Piece of cake, but those damn amateurs messed up. Flint didn't feel bad about leaving those losers behind, but now he wasn't going to get any money.
,,Next time, I'll ask to get paid in advance." He muttered and counted his last coins to see how many drinks he could buy before running out of money.
,,Yep, things just never went right." The Breton thought as he downed yet another cup of Nordic ale. His vision was getting rather blurred but apart from that, this stuff wasn't as strong as they all said.
As for his reason to be depressed, his last job went rather wrong. Oh, it wasn't much to start with. Just some weird Nord who wanted Flint (together with some other thieves the guy picked of the streets) to steal Lord Agnar's pillow. Piece of cake, but those damn amateurs messed up. Flint didn't feel bad about leaving those losers behind, but now he wasn't going to get any money.
,,Next time, I'll ask to get paid in advance." He muttered and counted his last coins to see how many drinks he could buy before running out of money.
Esethir, in an inn close to lord Agnar's stronghold
Esethir's ears perked up as he heard the faint hiss of the Breton behind him. Hearing him speak of getting paid he could only assume he was on the look-out for money, like himself, and by his tone was in need of a new job. He smiled, then turned his chair around and sat himself next to the downhearted male.
"Good afternoon friend. Let me buy you a drink." He told the man, smiling. It was then that he also chose to dangle a small pouch of coins in front of him, before returning them to his pocket.
"You could have this, brother, and so much more if only you sign up with my friend and I. You can gain riches beyond the piddling tasks you have been given recently...you can show what your true worth is!" he whispered to man in excitement, hoping to Mara that his countless guesses were in the correct area.
"I ask nothing of you." Esethir told him, smiling warmly. "Except...except that you stay for one more drink with m, and hear my proposition." he whispered, glanciong around the room in case anyone heard his latest recruitment speech.
PS. Well done on deleteing my other posts mods.
QUOTE(Konradude @ Apr 18 2006, 09:38 PM)
Esethir, in an inn close to lord Agnar's stronghold
Esethir's ears perked up as he heard the faint hiss of the Breton behind him. Hearing him speak of getting paid he could only assume he was on the look-out for money, like himself, and by his tone was in need of a new job. He smiled, then turned his chair around and sat himself next to the downhearted male.
"Good afternoon friend. Let me buy you a drink." He told the man, smiling. It was then that he also chose to dangle a small pouch of coins in front of him, before returning them to his pocket.
"You could have this, brother, and so much more if only you sign up with my friend and I. You can gain riches beyond the piddling tasks you have been given recently...you can show what your true worth is!" he whispered to man in excitement, hoping to Mara that his countless guesses were in the correct area.
"I ask nothing of you." Esethir told him, smiling warmly. "Except...except that you stay for one more drink with m, and hear my proposition." he whispered, glanciong around the room in case anyone heard his latest recruitment speech.
Esethir's ears perked up as he heard the faint hiss of the Breton behind him. Hearing him speak of getting paid he could only assume he was on the look-out for money, like himself, and by his tone was in need of a new job. He smiled, then turned his chair around and sat himself next to the downhearted male.
"Good afternoon friend. Let me buy you a drink." He told the man, smiling. It was then that he also chose to dangle a small pouch of coins in front of him, before returning them to his pocket.
"You could have this, brother, and so much more if only you sign up with my friend and I. You can gain riches beyond the piddling tasks you have been given recently...you can show what your true worth is!" he whispered to man in excitement, hoping to Mara that his countless guesses were in the correct area.
"I ask nothing of you." Esethir told him, smiling warmly. "Except...except that you stay for one more drink with m, and hear my proposition." he whispered, glanciong around the room in case anyone heard his latest recruitment speech.
The Argonian heard that.He moved close to them,to over-hear their conversation
*thinking*
''What are these two up against?Maybe i should postpone the job for a little longer.This could turn profitable,for me at least....hehe........''
He aproached their table and put his back agains the wall.Just an Argonian,tired of siting down,enjoying his mead.....
His look was straight ahead,but he's atention was on the profitable topic.....
Flint Redburn, the inn close to the stronghold of Agnar.
Flint looks up at the Altmer. He never even noticed the Elf till he opened his mouth.
He casually looked around the room. The inn had gotten a lot more crowded since last time he watched. When was that, five ales ago?
He also noticed an Argonian standing against the wall.
,,What's an Argonian doing here? This guy must freeze to death within seconds if he goes outside." Flint thinks before finally deciding to pay some attention to the man who had offered him something.
,,Sure thing. One Nordic ale please. So, did anything happen when I was gone?" Flint says in a friendly manner that is meant to make everyone else think that it was a conversation between old friends. Most of Flint's jobs were of a secretive nature, and he had the feeling that this one would be no different. Best not to raise any suspicion.
Flint looks up at the Altmer. He never even noticed the Elf till he opened his mouth.
He casually looked around the room. The inn had gotten a lot more crowded since last time he watched. When was that, five ales ago?
He also noticed an Argonian standing against the wall.
,,What's an Argonian doing here? This guy must freeze to death within seconds if he goes outside." Flint thinks before finally deciding to pay some attention to the man who had offered him something.
,,Sure thing. One Nordic ale please. So, did anything happen when I was gone?" Flint says in a friendly manner that is meant to make everyone else think that it was a conversation between old friends. Most of Flint's jobs were of a secretive nature, and he had the feeling that this one would be no different. Best not to raise any suspicion.
QUOTE(jack cloudy @ Apr 18 2006, 07:58 PM)
Flint Redburn, the inn close to the stronghold of Agnar.
Flint looks up at the Altmer. He never even noticed the Elf till he opened his mouth.
He casually looked around the room. The inn had gotten a lot more crowded since last time he watched. When was that, five ales ago?
He also noticed an Argonian standing against the wall.
,,What's an Argonian doing here? This guy must freeze to death within seconds if he goes outside." Flint thinks before finally deciding to pay some attention to the man who had offered him something.
,,Sure thing. One Nordic ale please. So, did anything happen when I was gone?" Flint says in a friendly manner that is meant to make everyone else think that it was a conversation between old friends. Most of Flint's jobs were of a secretive nature, and he had the feeling that this one would be no different. Best not to raise any suspicion.
Flint looks up at the Altmer. He never even noticed the Elf till he opened his mouth.
He casually looked around the room. The inn had gotten a lot more crowded since last time he watched. When was that, five ales ago?
He also noticed an Argonian standing against the wall.
,,What's an Argonian doing here? This guy must freeze to death within seconds if he goes outside." Flint thinks before finally deciding to pay some attention to the man who had offered him something.
,,Sure thing. One Nordic ale please. So, did anything happen when I was gone?" Flint says in a friendly manner that is meant to make everyone else think that it was a conversation between old friends. Most of Flint's jobs were of a secretive nature, and he had the feeling that this one would be no different. Best not to raise any suspicion.
Esethir traced the Breton's eyeline, staring at the Argonian for a second before snapping his head back to the Breton. It may have been to lat to cover but he was suspicious of this darkly clad Argonian. He was suspicious of any darkly clad Argonian, as a matter of fact.
"Nordic ale it is!" he exclaimed heartily, slapping the Breton on the back. "Tender, a Nordic ale and a glass of your best red when you're ready." he called behind him, glancing around the room again. There seemed to be no other threats to their privacy other than the Argonian, but he seemed uninterested in the conversation.
"No, nothing new brother. I hear the chickens are laying better though." he told the Breton with a grin. He then lowered his head slightly, bringing his hand to his head, pretending to brush his fingers through his hair as he spoke in a dramatically more subtle tone.
"I hear there is a storm brewing in Agnar's quarter. I hear he is looking for some able men...I feel obliged to go talk to him. Care to come with me? When the drinks are done, we leave a minute after each other if you accept." He whispered slowly, accentuating his words to make sure they sunk in to the unstable Breton.
It wa then that bartender arrived with a glass, a small bottle of red wine anda Nordic ale.
"Uh...on the house sir." he whimpered pathetically to the Altmer, sensing a disturbance in the air.
Esethir smiled, pouring himself a glass and leaning back.
QUOTE(jack cloudy @ Apr 18 2006, 09:58 PM)
''Sure thing. One Nordic ale please. So, did anything happen when I was gone?" Flint says in a friendly manner that is meant to make everyone else think that it was a conversation between old friends. Most of Flint's jobs were of a secretive nature, and he had the feeling that this one would be no different. Best not to raise any suspicion.
Argonian keeps his calm face as always
*thinks*
''Hehe,you can not fool me Breton.......Unlucky for you i have good ears.....There is something important here,and i'll find out what is it.But i better move from here.He's geting the feeling i'm over-hearing them.''
The Argonian wondered what to do next.Then it came to him
*thinks*
''But offcourse! Hmmm,yes,that could work.....But i better rent a room.Let him think i went to sleep.....''
Flint Redburn, the inn close to Agnar's stronghold
Flint thought for a while. Last time he'd been near Lord Agnar, he was trying to steal his pillow. While he had been seen by the guards thanks to those idiots he was supposed to work with, he doubted that anyone would recognize him. As long as he would walk in like he belonged there, no one would look twice at him. He rubbed the back of his gloved hand. It was itching again.
,,Really, I can stay at your family's house for tonight? Thank you. I know the place. Ah, how I loved the taste of sweet apple pie. Why don't you go ahead? It would be a shame to leave my ale unfinished" Flint says out loud and took another mouthfull of ale.
Flint thought for a while. Last time he'd been near Lord Agnar, he was trying to steal his pillow. While he had been seen by the guards thanks to those idiots he was supposed to work with, he doubted that anyone would recognize him. As long as he would walk in like he belonged there, no one would look twice at him. He rubbed the back of his gloved hand. It was itching again.
,,Really, I can stay at your family's house for tonight? Thank you. I know the place. Ah, how I loved the taste of sweet apple pie. Why don't you go ahead? It would be a shame to leave my ale unfinished" Flint says out loud and took another mouthfull of ale.
Bishop, The Inn
He didn't hear it all, but he heard enough.
Thats just one problem with rumors... too many people hear them. Sometimes the wrong people.
Until now he had appeared focused on refilling his metal flask of brandy, but he kept an ear out. Even observing a glance from the polished reflection of his flask from time to time.
Half a bottle left...
The two he had the misfortune of overhearing seemed to be concluding their business... The Breton was staying behind.
He would wait until the other left, then he would confront the Breton. He had a few things he would say to him...
He didn't hear it all, but he heard enough.
Thats just one problem with rumors... too many people hear them. Sometimes the wrong people.
Until now he had appeared focused on refilling his metal flask of brandy, but he kept an ear out. Even observing a glance from the polished reflection of his flask from time to time.
Half a bottle left...
The two he had the misfortune of overhearing seemed to be concluding their business... The Breton was staying behind.
He would wait until the other left, then he would confront the Breton. He had a few things he would say to him...
"You sure you have the time to make this sword? Spit blades and runes aren't done easily" Fjordsvier the armourer said. "I'm sure I have the time and I'm sure it's possible. Remember that sword hilt with the basket hand guard I was going on about? The one perfect for a strong fencer? Well I was thinking one of those would be strong enough for a double katana and I would be the bane of my enemies if the blades are light enough" Fjordsvier shook his head in agreement, he knew that Gorrmund couldn't let this sword go and that it would be useless to try to make him. "Fine, I'll find a good blade if you can put that engravement on the new shipment of armour" Fjordsvier pointed to the suit of steel armour, which had been finished only a week ago.
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Flint Redburn, the inn close to Agnar's stronghold
Flint thought for a while. Last time he'd been near Lord Agnar, he was trying to steal his pillow. While he had been seen by the guards thanks to those idiots he was supposed to work with, he doubted that anyone would recognize him. As long as he would walk in like he belonged there, no one would look twice at him. He rubbed the back of his gloved hand. It was itching again.
,,Really, I can stay at your family's house for tonight? Thank you. I know the place. Ah, how I loved the taste of sweet apple pie. Why don't you go ahead? It would be a shame to leave my ale unfinished" Flint says out loud and took another mouthfull of ale.
Flint thought for a while. Last time he'd been near Lord Agnar, he was trying to steal his pillow. While he had been seen by the guards thanks to those idiots he was supposed to work with, he doubted that anyone would recognize him. As long as he would walk in like he belonged there, no one would look twice at him. He rubbed the back of his gloved hand. It was itching again.
,,Really, I can stay at your family's house for tonight? Thank you. I know the place. Ah, how I loved the taste of sweet apple pie. Why don't you go ahead? It would be a shame to leave my ale unfinished" Flint says out loud and took another mouthfull of ale.
Esethir, the inn close to Agnar's stronghold
Esethir smiled, standing up and slapping the Breton on the shoulder cheerfully. This oculd be a good moneymaking opportunity, and simple enough with a fellow mage in tow judging by the robe he wore.
"See you there." He told him, turning away and stepping out the door. As his foot compressed the snow with a soft crunch and the door clicked shut, he turned to his left and walked fourteen strides. Bending down he scooped away the snow until he found his staff and his sword...he was not one to show he had weapons at his disposal.
An understimating enemy was a dead enemy.
Jadier
Jadier watched his son go before finally stepping into the room where Brianna waited.
"Sorry I'm late, Brianna; things got complicated with Agnar."
Rahvin
When Agnar left, the guards returned to unchain him.
"So you're free for another week, eh?" the guard asked.
"Something like that." Rahvin answered, rubbing his arms where the chains once were.
"Come on, let's get your stuff."
Rahvin followed the guard to the storehouse, where the chest full of his things was placed. Rahvin picked up his multiple daggers, all sheathed and ready to be buckled on.
He left his rags on; the clothes left in the chest were in worse shape. He threw the useless things out.
He turned to the guard. "These are all I need."
The guard nodded. "Then make your way to Agnar's place. Orders straight from him."
Rahvin didn't answer. He merely walked through the open gate and along the road towards Haafingar.
Jadier watched his son go before finally stepping into the room where Brianna waited.
"Sorry I'm late, Brianna; things got complicated with Agnar."
Rahvin
When Agnar left, the guards returned to unchain him.
"So you're free for another week, eh?" the guard asked.
"Something like that." Rahvin answered, rubbing his arms where the chains once were.
"Come on, let's get your stuff."
Rahvin followed the guard to the storehouse, where the chest full of his things was placed. Rahvin picked up his multiple daggers, all sheathed and ready to be buckled on.
He left his rags on; the clothes left in the chest were in worse shape. He threw the useless things out.
He turned to the guard. "These are all I need."
The guard nodded. "Then make your way to Agnar's place. Orders straight from him."
Rahvin didn't answer. He merely walked through the open gate and along the road towards Haafingar.
Brianna
Brianna smiled as Jadier entered the bedroom
"Awww, darling, what was the problem with Agnar? You never tell me anything nowadays, I am not that fragile you know, I can take it! Besides I even might be of some help to you...you know Iīll do anything for you"
She started to help Jadier undress, while giving him some massage on his back..
"You are so tense my darling, come here let me wipe the stress and pain from your back"
She started caressing him lovingly as she took off his shirt
" So tell me now, what was that fuzz with Agnar?"
Brianna smiled as Jadier entered the bedroom
"Awww, darling, what was the problem with Agnar? You never tell me anything nowadays, I am not that fragile you know, I can take it! Besides I even might be of some help to you...you know Iīll do anything for you"
She started to help Jadier undress, while giving him some massage on his back..
"You are so tense my darling, come here let me wipe the stress and pain from your back"
She started caressing him lovingly as she took off his shirt
" So tell me now, what was that fuzz with Agnar?"
Esethir, approaching the road to Haafingar
Esethir strapped the staff to his back where it hung limply, its golden radiance illuminating the fresh snow. The Altmer turned and trudged through the knee high covering towards the main road to his destination, glad of his fur boots. It was with a sigh of relief that he finally felt his foot press upon the solid earth of a pathway.
He smirked as he saw a lone man walking away from him, towards his goal. From the looks of him he was of the same mind set as the Altmer, so Esethir rushed forwards quietly until he was near the man.
"What's a fine gentleman like yerself doing travelling alone on such a harsh day as this one?" he asked, proceeding to walk in step with the man. "May I enquire as to where you are going?" he questioned, smiling harmlessly.
Esethir strapped the staff to his back where it hung limply, its golden radiance illuminating the fresh snow. The Altmer turned and trudged through the knee high covering towards the main road to his destination, glad of his fur boots. It was with a sigh of relief that he finally felt his foot press upon the solid earth of a pathway.
He smirked as he saw a lone man walking away from him, towards his goal. From the looks of him he was of the same mind set as the Altmer, so Esethir rushed forwards quietly until he was near the man.
"What's a fine gentleman like yerself doing travelling alone on such a harsh day as this one?" he asked, proceeding to walk in step with the man. "May I enquire as to where you are going?" he questioned, smiling harmlessly.
OOC: Will edit if this conflicts with plans but at the moment, I've got my guy starting off at the estate.
Deagan, Agnar's office
Deagan sat in a comfortable chair in Agnar's office, drinking fine brandy that was in the office when he'd arrived. He wondered why Agnar had called him here, probably wanted something stolen for him again, some priceless artifact that he would be paid little for recovering.
He had been retrieved by a runner and brought to the manor but he was still unsure of what he was doing, only that his services were needed by lord Agnar and things would become very complicated for him if he chose not to come.
Deagan knew not to disobey his best source of income so he waited calmly in the office for Agnar to arrive and tell him what was going on.
OOC: All set to meet the others.
Deagan, Agnar's office
Deagan sat in a comfortable chair in Agnar's office, drinking fine brandy that was in the office when he'd arrived. He wondered why Agnar had called him here, probably wanted something stolen for him again, some priceless artifact that he would be paid little for recovering.
He had been retrieved by a runner and brought to the manor but he was still unsure of what he was doing, only that his services were needed by lord Agnar and things would become very complicated for him if he chose not to come.
Deagan knew not to disobey his best source of income so he waited calmly in the office for Agnar to arrive and tell him what was going on.
OOC: All set to meet the others.
Lord Agnar, Haafingar Palace
Agnar walked into his office to be greeted by Deagan. He hadn't expected the man so soon.
"Deagan," he greeted, "What a pleasant surprise. You responded quickly."
Help yourself to my brandy. he thought to himself sourly.
Rahvin, Road to Haafingar
"Why, good sir, I'm looking for employment." he said in a fake cheery tone. "And a good coat." he added.
Jadier
Jadier sighed. "Agnar's angry. Remember that murderer I had killed? It was Agnar's brother."
Agnar walked into his office to be greeted by Deagan. He hadn't expected the man so soon.
"Deagan," he greeted, "What a pleasant surprise. You responded quickly."
Help yourself to my brandy. he thought to himself sourly.
Rahvin, Road to Haafingar
"Why, good sir, I'm looking for employment." he said in a fake cheery tone. "And a good coat." he added.
Jadier
Jadier sighed. "Agnar's angry. Remember that murderer I had killed? It was Agnar's brother."
Brianna
"Oh..no...that was....unfortunate, hmmm didnīt you know? So what happens now? You might be in danger darling, maybe I should sneak into Agnarīs house and get some information on whatīs going on?"
Brianna frowned, how could Jadier be so careless?
"Oh..no...that was....unfortunate, hmmm didnīt you know? So what happens now? You might be in danger darling, maybe I should sneak into Agnarīs house and get some information on whatīs going on?"
Brianna frowned, how could Jadier be so careless?
Deagan, Agnar's office
Deagan looked over Agnar, he looked just the same as when he'd last seen him quite some time ago. He picked up his glass of brandy and drank from it once more before placing it back on the table and standing.
"Yeah real pleasant...anyways, I was close...just finished up with some work near here when your messenger found me." Deagan said
Now what do you want...
"Why exactly have you brought me here?" Deagan asked
Edit: Crap, thought someone had posted that they walked in...sorry.
Deagan looked over Agnar, he looked just the same as when he'd last seen him quite some time ago. He picked up his glass of brandy and drank from it once more before placing it back on the table and standing.
"Yeah real pleasant...anyways, I was close...just finished up with some work near here when your messenger found me." Deagan said
Now what do you want...
"Why exactly have you brought me here?" Deagan asked
Edit: Crap, thought someone had posted that they walked in...sorry.
Lord Agnar, Haafingar Palace
"We have a situation I need you to help me with." Agnar replied, pouring himself a lass of brandy before seating himself. "You've heard of Lord Jadier, right? Lord of Falcreath?"
Jadier, Bedroom
"No, it's fine. I just need some rest before we leave in the morning." he answered. "We'll deal with it then."
"We have a situation I need you to help me with." Agnar replied, pouring himself a lass of brandy before seating himself. "You've heard of Lord Jadier, right? Lord of Falcreath?"
Jadier, Bedroom
"No, it's fine. I just need some rest before we leave in the morning." he answered. "We'll deal with it then."
Brianna
"Hmm okay then...now will you come to bed now my dear? Iīm awfully tired...itīs best to sleep on this, and I could do your back also if you like?"
Brianna gently kissed Jadierīs hand.....
"Hmm okay then...now will you come to bed now my dear? Iīm awfully tired...itīs best to sleep on this, and I could do your back also if you like?"
Brianna gently kissed Jadierīs hand.....
Deagan, if you don't know by now...
Deagan took his seat beside the desk once again and stared at the floor for a moment, acting as if he was trying to remember.
Of course I know who he is...who doesn't?
"I believe I've heard of him a few times...why do you ask?" Deagan asked calmly
He picked up his glass and poured more of the brown liquid from the flask beside him into it.
"Oh and I hope you don't mind me drinking your brandy." Deagan added sarcastically before raising his glass and smiling before taking a drink
He sat down the glass and wiped his unshaven face with his hand to remove the brandy from his lips as he waited for a reply.
Deagan took his seat beside the desk once again and stared at the floor for a moment, acting as if he was trying to remember.
Of course I know who he is...who doesn't?
"I believe I've heard of him a few times...why do you ask?" Deagan asked calmly
He picked up his glass and poured more of the brown liquid from the flask beside him into it.
"Oh and I hope you don't mind me drinking your brandy." Deagan added sarcastically before raising his glass and smiling before taking a drink
He sat down the glass and wiped his unshaven face with his hand to remove the brandy from his lips as he waited for a reply.
Esethir, road to Aagnar
Esethir grinned, sensing a suitable prey.
"Well if you're looking for a new coat, you might want to meet with Lord Agnar. I here he has plans in the works." he informed the man, keeping curtuous as to not turn the man away.
"In fact, I'm heading that way myself, care to join me?" the Mer asked, with a slight skip and a small raise in pace.
Esethir thought of where his boss, Deagen was. If he was out getting another contract this may interfere with this enterprise.
Esethir grinned, sensing a suitable prey.
"Well if you're looking for a new coat, you might want to meet with Lord Agnar. I here he has plans in the works." he informed the man, keeping curtuous as to not turn the man away.
"In fact, I'm heading that way myself, care to join me?" the Mer asked, with a slight skip and a small raise in pace.
Esethir thought of where his boss, Deagen was. If he was out getting another contract this may interfere with this enterprise.
Jadier
He nooded in both agreement and exhaustion and laid down on the bed, closing his eyes.
Rahvin, Road to Haafingar
Rahvin smiled; unless he was mistaken, this was to be one of his comrades in the upcoming task.
He still feigned ignorance. "What kind of plans?"
Lord Agnar, Haafingar Palace
"Of course I don't mind, Deagan," he replied in the same sarcastic tone. He returned to business. "I want Jadier and everyone with him dead."
He nooded in both agreement and exhaustion and laid down on the bed, closing his eyes.
Rahvin, Road to Haafingar
Rahvin smiled; unless he was mistaken, this was to be one of his comrades in the upcoming task.
He still feigned ignorance. "What kind of plans?"
Lord Agnar, Haafingar Palace
"Of course I don't mind, Deagan," he replied in the same sarcastic tone. He returned to business. "I want Jadier and everyone with him dead."
Meanwhile,Siver-Tongue decided to forget about the job that Breton and Altmer were talking about.Instead he was relaxing in his room
*thinks*
''Ah,who cares about those two anyway?Maybe i should just get back to my original job here......No,i can do that whenever i want and i would need some plaining too.....Maybe i should get some rumors from here first.I doubt there is something decent to do,but i should try anyway''
Finaly he decides to get out of the inn room and looks for some intresting rumors.He decided to check the bartender first.They have all kinds of customers,and they probably overheard something
''Greetings dear barkeep'' said Argonian politely
''Greetings sir.How can i serve you? ''said the barkeep
''A glass of your splendid mead,please.'' said Silver-Tongue,even the mead was discousting for his taste
Ah,so you like our drinks!You have a good taste master Argonian...... said the barkeep
''You flatter me'' said Argonian,now aware that he charmed the barkeep
''Anyway,is there any intresting work to do around here?Adventurer-like hapenings.''
''Hmm well,now that you mention it,i hear that lord Agnar was recruiting. said the barkeep''
''Recruiting for what? '' said Silver-Tongue,with a calm face,well hiding his curiosity
''I don't know.Maybe you should ask at the palace.If you're up for that kind of work,that is.'' said the barkeep
''Oh,no i'm just a humble man a little bit curius.I'm not that kind of crazy adventurer types.Well farewell for now''
''Goodbye!'' said the barkeep
Silver-Tongue figured he should maybe check this kind of ''work''....Who knows,maybe some money can be pulled from this
And so he went to the palace
*thinks*
''Ah,who cares about those two anyway?Maybe i should just get back to my original job here......No,i can do that whenever i want and i would need some plaining too.....Maybe i should get some rumors from here first.I doubt there is something decent to do,but i should try anyway''
Finaly he decides to get out of the inn room and looks for some intresting rumors.He decided to check the bartender first.They have all kinds of customers,and they probably overheard something
''Greetings dear barkeep'' said Argonian politely
''Greetings sir.How can i serve you? ''said the barkeep
''A glass of your splendid mead,please.'' said Silver-Tongue,even the mead was discousting for his taste
Ah,so you like our drinks!You have a good taste master Argonian...... said the barkeep
''You flatter me'' said Argonian,now aware that he charmed the barkeep
''Anyway,is there any intresting work to do around here?Adventurer-like hapenings.''
''Hmm well,now that you mention it,i hear that lord Agnar was recruiting. said the barkeep''
''Recruiting for what? '' said Silver-Tongue,with a calm face,well hiding his curiosity
''I don't know.Maybe you should ask at the palace.If you're up for that kind of work,that is.'' said the barkeep
''Oh,no i'm just a humble man a little bit curius.I'm not that kind of crazy adventurer types.Well farewell for now''
''Goodbye!'' said the barkeep
Silver-Tongue figured he should maybe check this kind of ''work''....Who knows,maybe some money can be pulled from this
And so he went to the palace
Esethir, Road to Haafingar
He turned his head slightly, glancing at the Dunmer. What was a Dunmer doing up in Skyrim? The direction he must have come from was the penal colony...so he was a criminal by nature. It would be safe to tell him.
"I am not totally sure friend, information is lost if passed thorough many mouths. But to accept I have a feeling you have to be used to getting your hands...bloody."
He told the man, his lips curling upwards as he attempt to lure the Mer into service.
"Join with the troops of Deagan and we shall get you that new coat...and so much more! We can assist you if you are wounded, share with you when we succeed and get you out of situations you would not wish to be alone in. Safety in numbers friend! Think about it." he instructed, turning back to face the road ahead of him. They were close to the Lord's manor now.
He turned his head slightly, glancing at the Dunmer. What was a Dunmer doing up in Skyrim? The direction he must have come from was the penal colony...so he was a criminal by nature. It would be safe to tell him.
"I am not totally sure friend, information is lost if passed thorough many mouths. But to accept I have a feeling you have to be used to getting your hands...bloody."
He told the man, his lips curling upwards as he attempt to lure the Mer into service.
"Join with the troops of Deagan and we shall get you that new coat...and so much more! We can assist you if you are wounded, share with you when we succeed and get you out of situations you would not wish to be alone in. Safety in numbers friend! Think about it." he instructed, turning back to face the road ahead of him. They were close to the Lord's manor now.
Rerlas->Falcreath
Rerlas stepped into the Smithy's armory as he knocked on the door, "Hey Fjordsvier, you still here?" Rerlas called inside and closed the door behind him, "I need another quiver or two of arrows." Shaking off the snow Rerlas wandered the front of the store, looking over the familiar supply of armor and equipment.
Rerlas stepped into the Smithy's armory as he knocked on the door, "Hey Fjordsvier, you still here?" Rerlas called inside and closed the door behind him, "I need another quiver or two of arrows." Shaking off the snow Rerlas wandered the front of the store, looking over the familiar supply of armor and equipment.
QUOTE(Konradude @ Apr 18 2006, 06:46 PM)
Esethir, Road to Haafingar
He turned his head slightly, glancing at the Dunmer. What was a Dunmer doing up in Skyrim? The direction he must have come from was the penal colony...so he was a criminal by nature. It would be safe to tell him.
"I am not totally sure friend, information is lost if passed thorough many mouths. But to accept I have a feeling you have to be used to getting your hands...bloody."
He told the man, his lips curling upwards as he attempt to lure the Mer into service.
"Join with the troops of Deagan and we shall get you that new coat...and so much more! We can assist you if you are wounded, share with you when we succeed and get you out of situations you would not wish to be alone in. Safety in numbers friend! Think about it." he instructed, turning back to face the road ahead of him. They were close to the Lord's manor now.
He turned his head slightly, glancing at the Dunmer. What was a Dunmer doing up in Skyrim? The direction he must have come from was the penal colony...so he was a criminal by nature. It would be safe to tell him.
"I am not totally sure friend, information is lost if passed thorough many mouths. But to accept I have a feeling you have to be used to getting your hands...bloody."
He told the man, his lips curling upwards as he attempt to lure the Mer into service.
"Join with the troops of Deagan and we shall get you that new coat...and so much more! We can assist you if you are wounded, share with you when we succeed and get you out of situations you would not wish to be alone in. Safety in numbers friend! Think about it." he instructed, turning back to face the road ahead of him. They were close to the Lord's manor now.
Rahvin, Haafingar
Rahvin stopped and turned the altmer around. "This Deagan is no god, no king, not even a lord, I'll wager. He's no better than you, me or anyone else, so don't speak of him like he is." was all he said, not hiding his disgust for the speech about Deagan and his damned numbers.
"By the way," he said as he started walking again. "Welcome aboard."
Esethir, Haafinger
Esethir felt like he was being slapped by a mouldy, yet unexpectedly refreshing, fish as the Dunmer ranted about his boss. The man was the one who arranged meetings, fought most battles, and kept count of their earnings. He was better than Esethir at this profession, no matter what this beggar said.
At the begger's final words a look of confusion seeped through the Altmer's 'Kipper look'.
"I...Aboard? Aboard what?" he stammered, glancing around and placing his hand on th hilt of his sword subtly.
Esethir felt like he was being slapped by a mouldy, yet unexpectedly refreshing, fish as the Dunmer ranted about his boss. The man was the one who arranged meetings, fought most battles, and kept count of their earnings. He was better than Esethir at this profession, no matter what this beggar said.
At the begger's final words a look of confusion seeped through the Altmer's 'Kipper look'.
"I...Aboard? Aboard what?" he stammered, glancing around and placing his hand on th hilt of his sword subtly.
Deagan, Agnar's manor
Deagan looked Agnar's face over carefully to make sure he was serious before choosing his words...Agnar never joked about business.
Oh, thats all? Now I remember why I rarely visit here...
"So you want me to kill a lord and his entire escort for you?" Deagan asked slowly
He shifts position in the chair and takes another drink from his glass before continuing.
"Don't get me wrong...I'll take the job...if the pay is right." Deagan said, his fun side was gone now, time for business
He played with the hilt of his sword with his fingers in anticipation but he tried not to show his excitement, he wanted to act as professional as possible.
Deagan looked Agnar's face over carefully to make sure he was serious before choosing his words...Agnar never joked about business.
Oh, thats all? Now I remember why I rarely visit here...
"So you want me to kill a lord and his entire escort for you?" Deagan asked slowly
He shifts position in the chair and takes another drink from his glass before continuing.
"Don't get me wrong...I'll take the job...if the pay is right." Deagan said, his fun side was gone now, time for business
He played with the hilt of his sword with his fingers in anticipation but he tried not to show his excitement, he wanted to act as professional as possible.
Xuchilbara, Road to Haafinger
Xuchilbara staggered as he walked, smashed from all the ale he downed back at the inn. He was pissed! Mainly at himself for spending his last ammount of money he had on the bottle of ale.
Some creature he couldn't reconize because of the beer-goggle-vision happened to come a little bit to close to him. Xuchilbara grabed the neck of the bottle and started pounding the creature with it, cursing profanities with each hit. He laughed at himself, but mostly at the creature.
Xuchilbara staggered to his feet and looked down the road and saw what looked like 4 people walkin' towards him, but being drunk, it could have very well been 2. All he knew was there was definately more than 1!
Hmmmm. Maybe they know where I can get a job, get some money!
Xuchilbara tossed the bottle aside and approached the strangers.
"Hey fellas, where ya headed? Do you know of any place anyone would have the servaces of a highly trained and experianced killer and mercenary?" Xuchilbara paused.
"Oh hey by the way, my name is Xuchilbara, but you can just call me bara!" Xuchilbara waited for a respawnse.
Xuchilbara staggered as he walked, smashed from all the ale he downed back at the inn. He was pissed! Mainly at himself for spending his last ammount of money he had on the bottle of ale.
Some creature he couldn't reconize because of the beer-goggle-vision happened to come a little bit to close to him. Xuchilbara grabed the neck of the bottle and started pounding the creature with it, cursing profanities with each hit. He laughed at himself, but mostly at the creature.
Xuchilbara staggered to his feet and looked down the road and saw what looked like 4 people walkin' towards him, but being drunk, it could have very well been 2. All he knew was there was definately more than 1!
Hmmmm. Maybe they know where I can get a job, get some money!
Xuchilbara tossed the bottle aside and approached the strangers.
"Hey fellas, where ya headed? Do you know of any place anyone would have the servaces of a highly trained and experianced killer and mercenary?" Xuchilbara paused.
"Oh hey by the way, my name is Xuchilbara, but you can just call me bara!" Xuchilbara waited for a respawnse.
Brianna
Brianna kneeled beside Jadier on the bed, massageing his shoulders and down his back, he murmured a bit, obviously he felt good. After a while she laid herself down beside him, curled up against his back and fell asleep...
OOC: And thatīs what I have to do now! See you! Gīnight!
Brianna kneeled beside Jadier on the bed, massageing his shoulders and down his back, he murmured a bit, obviously he felt good. After a while she laid herself down beside him, curled up against his back and fell asleep...
OOC: And thatīs what I have to do now! See you! Gīnight!
Rahvin, Haafingar
"We're both going to the same place, to do the same thing, I'll wager." Rahvin replied. But when he saw the look on the altmer's face, he got the feeling that he didn't know yet.
"We'll be killing a lord, and whatever other bastardes are travelling with him." he said to the altmer before a drunk approached him.
"Uhh...I would try a guild." he suggested to the stumbling man.
Lord Agnar, Haafingar Palace
"The pay will be suitable for you and your comrades, I'm sure." he answered, dropping a hint of the fact that there needed to be more assassins on the job.
"We're both going to the same place, to do the same thing, I'll wager." Rahvin replied. But when he saw the look on the altmer's face, he got the feeling that he didn't know yet.
"We'll be killing a lord, and whatever other bastardes are travelling with him." he said to the altmer before a drunk approached him.
"Uhh...I would try a guild." he suggested to the stumbling man.
Lord Agnar, Haafingar Palace
"The pay will be suitable for you and your comrades, I'm sure." he answered, dropping a hint of the fact that there needed to be more assassins on the job.
Esethir, Haafinger
He scowled violently as he heard more killings had to be performed. More cold blooded murder to deal with! It was not what he needed...not after that incident with the lettuce and that countess.
"I see....well if its killings you can bet my boss will have found it. We'll most likely meet him there." he told the Dunmer, smirking.
As the drunken man approached Esethir kept back warily. He heard the Dunmer brush him aside, but this seemed to big an opportunity to miss. He leant towards the Dunmer and talked to him subtly.
"Right...I'm aboard then. Why don't we get another good pair of hands? As drunk as this fellow seems he can be sobered up quickly - And look at the size of that sword! He can be very lucrative for both of us." he told the beggar, his hand on the Dark Elf's shoulders to keep balance. He turned to the Imperial.
"Salutations friend! You're looking for a job you say? Well, travel with us and we will show you the way to a job...and beer. Yessir, lots more alcohol can be all yours." he stated, smiling cheerfully. It was working out well.
He scowled violently as he heard more killings had to be performed. More cold blooded murder to deal with! It was not what he needed...not after that incident with the lettuce and that countess.
"I see....well if its killings you can bet my boss will have found it. We'll most likely meet him there." he told the Dunmer, smirking.
As the drunken man approached Esethir kept back warily. He heard the Dunmer brush him aside, but this seemed to big an opportunity to miss. He leant towards the Dunmer and talked to him subtly.
"Right...I'm aboard then. Why don't we get another good pair of hands? As drunk as this fellow seems he can be sobered up quickly - And look at the size of that sword! He can be very lucrative for both of us." he told the beggar, his hand on the Dark Elf's shoulders to keep balance. He turned to the Imperial.
"Salutations friend! You're looking for a job you say? Well, travel with us and we will show you the way to a job...and beer. Yessir, lots more alcohol can be all yours." he stated, smiling cheerfully. It was working out well.
Rahvin, Haafingar
Moron, he thought, but kept it to himself. IF this altmer wanted to ruin the job as well as his own career, far be it from him to stop it.
"Yes, yes, come with us." he said in an exasperated tone. "It's too damned cold to be out here without a coat; can we please move a little faster?"
Moron, he thought, but kept it to himself. IF this altmer wanted to ruin the job as well as his own career, far be it from him to stop it.
"Yes, yes, come with us." he said in an exasperated tone. "It's too damned cold to be out here without a coat; can we please move a little faster?"
OOC: Deagan is still unaware that more than just Konrad's guy are coming.
Deagan, Agnar's office
Deagan noted the last thing that Agnar had said in his mind and thought for a moment.
The only one I told to meet me here was Esethir and he still hasn't shown...well I'm not blowing this contract because I don't have enough guys...just me and Esethir will get it done if we have to...
"Well I have a man on the way...but I don't have anyone else that can help." Deagan said cautiously trying not to keep Agnar from giving him the contract
"You know the quality of our work sir, me and Esethir will get it done." Deagan added
Maybe he's hinting at something...
Deagan started to think that perhaps Agnar had already called someone to aid him...Agnar probably knew that he only had one man nearby and asked someone to work with him.
"Wait...you're not expecting me to work with someone besides just Esethir are you?" Deagan asked in an unhappy tone
He sat his drink down on the table and stared at Agnar, waiting for an answer.
Deagan, Agnar's office
Deagan noted the last thing that Agnar had said in his mind and thought for a moment.
The only one I told to meet me here was Esethir and he still hasn't shown...well I'm not blowing this contract because I don't have enough guys...just me and Esethir will get it done if we have to...
"Well I have a man on the way...but I don't have anyone else that can help." Deagan said cautiously trying not to keep Agnar from giving him the contract
"You know the quality of our work sir, me and Esethir will get it done." Deagan added
Maybe he's hinting at something...
Deagan started to think that perhaps Agnar had already called someone to aid him...Agnar probably knew that he only had one man nearby and asked someone to work with him.
"Wait...you're not expecting me to work with someone besides just Esethir are you?" Deagan asked in an unhappy tone
He sat his drink down on the table and stared at Agnar, waiting for an answer.
Silver-Tongue , In front of Palace,speaking to a guard
''Greeting'' said Argonian sharply
''An Argonian!What are you doing in the middle of Skyrim?haha,this is a good lough!''said the guard,quite amused with aperance of Silver-Tongue
''I seek apointment with Agnar''he said,clearly stating his intention
''First of all it's LORD AGNAR,and he doesn't just see everyone who ask to see him.What's your buisenes with out lord?''said the guard,quite offended
''I'm here for the work''said Silver-Tongue
''Oh,you mean the Assasination?You want to be hired?Well i will send the word that you seek a meeting.You will have to wait for the response''said the guard
The Argonian stayed silent.Even though he was freezing,he didn't want to show that in front of a guard.And now only Agnar's aproval is waited
''Greeting'' said Argonian sharply
''An Argonian!What are you doing in the middle of Skyrim?haha,this is a good lough!''said the guard,quite amused with aperance of Silver-Tongue
''I seek apointment with Agnar''he said,clearly stating his intention
''First of all it's LORD AGNAR,and he doesn't just see everyone who ask to see him.What's your buisenes with out lord?''said the guard,quite offended
''I'm here for the work''said Silver-Tongue
''Oh,you mean the Assasination?You want to be hired?Well i will send the word that you seek a meeting.You will have to wait for the response''said the guard
The Argonian stayed silent.Even though he was freezing,he didn't want to show that in front of a guard.And now only Agnar's aproval is waited
Xuchilbara, Road to Haafinger
Bara pulled his humongous sword out of the ground that he had been using for balance, and flung it on his shoulder.
"Great! How far is it?"
Bara asked, with a greedy grin on his face, before turning around and start walking with the two.
Bara pulled his humongous sword out of the ground that he had been using for balance, and flung it on his shoulder.
"Great! How far is it?"
Bara asked, with a greedy grin on his face, before turning around and start walking with the two.
Lord Agnar, Haafingar Palace
"Actually, I am." he answered before taking another sip of brandy. "A dark elf named Rahvin. All the lords around these parts use him, and they've had no complaints, so I figured I would try him out as well." he said as if he were speaking of the weather, not an assassination.
"I'm told he's no amatuer, the amount of times he's been used." he said with a small chuckle to himself.
Rahvin, Haafingar
"It's not too far." Rahvin answered, not hiding his distaste for the altmer's decision.
"Actually, I am." he answered before taking another sip of brandy. "A dark elf named Rahvin. All the lords around these parts use him, and they've had no complaints, so I figured I would try him out as well." he said as if he were speaking of the weather, not an assassination.
"I'm told he's no amatuer, the amount of times he's been used." he said with a small chuckle to himself.
Rahvin, Haafingar
"It's not too far." Rahvin answered, not hiding his distaste for the altmer's decision.
Esethir, Haafingar
"Not far at all." Esethir stated, pointing. "There, to the left of those pines. His manor" he directed their view. "That's where we get our pots of gold."
He walked with renewed vigour, it couldn't be far now.
OOC: Ok, Goodnight everyone. Someone please take over my character, try to act like I have done already, curteous, kind faithful and intelligent.
Have a good RP while I'm gone!
Red: If you threaten one more Swede I'll see to it that you're banned.
this post was edited by Red: Yesterday 11:33
"Not far at all." Esethir stated, pointing. "There, to the left of those pines. His manor" he directed their view. "That's where we get our pots of gold."
He walked with renewed vigour, it couldn't be far now.
OOC: Ok, Goodnight everyone. Someone please take over my character, try to act like I have done already, curteous, kind faithful and intelligent.
Have a good RP while I'm gone!
Red: If you threaten one more Swede I'll see to it that you're banned.
this post was edited by Red: Yesterday 11:33
Deagan, Agnar's office
I'm not about to let some prison rat do my job for me...maybe I can get him to change his mind.
"I don't care how skilled he is...do you not think that I can handle it?" Deagan asked argumentatively
He drank from his glass once more and then stood, looking out the window.
"After all the times I've worked for you...I would have thought that you would understand and respect that I do not like to work with those outside my circle." Deagan said, now starting to calm down slightly
Deagan stares out the window silently waiting for Agnar's reply, hoping that he would allow him to work without the prisoner he'd recruited.
I'm not about to let some prison rat do my job for me...maybe I can get him to change his mind.
"I don't care how skilled he is...do you not think that I can handle it?" Deagan asked argumentatively
He drank from his glass once more and then stood, looking out the window.
"After all the times I've worked for you...I would have thought that you would understand and respect that I do not like to work with those outside my circle." Deagan said, now starting to calm down slightly
Deagan stares out the window silently waiting for Agnar's reply, hoping that he would allow him to work without the prisoner he'd recruited.
Agnar, Haalfingar Palace
"I mean no disrespect by this, but-" his response was cut off when three figures walked in; a large imperial, a scrawny dunmer, and an altmer.
Rahvin, Haalfingar Palace
"Hello, Lord Agnar." he greeted, ignoring the other fellow while he made himself omfortable.
"I mean no disrespect by this, but-" his response was cut off when three figures walked in; a large imperial, a scrawny dunmer, and an altmer.
Rahvin, Haalfingar Palace
"Hello, Lord Agnar." he greeted, ignoring the other fellow while he made himself omfortable.
Deagan, Agnar's office
Deagan turned his eyes quickly to the door in which three men emerged, one he instantly knew to be Esethir, another appeared to be rather drunk, and the last seemed to know Agnar.
The last guy must be the assassin, he's obviously got ties to Agnar with the way he's acting...too laid back to be new.
"Glad you could make it Esethir." Deagan said, quickly moving on to the next order of business without waiting for a reply
"I assume that you are the one I will be working with...you don't look like much... but I've learned that looks can be decieving..." Deagan stated dully looking at the ex-inmate
Deagan picked up the brandy from beside his chair which was now occupied by the assassin and downed the rest of it in a single drink, slamming the cup back onto the table.
Deagan turned to the assassin and looked at him.
He's probably heard all about me from Esethir...doesn't seem to like me much either...
"We'll be working together so I figure we'd best get this out of the way now...I'm Deagan...and what should I call you?" he asked
Deagan turned his eyes quickly to the door in which three men emerged, one he instantly knew to be Esethir, another appeared to be rather drunk, and the last seemed to know Agnar.
The last guy must be the assassin, he's obviously got ties to Agnar with the way he's acting...too laid back to be new.
"Glad you could make it Esethir." Deagan said, quickly moving on to the next order of business without waiting for a reply
"I assume that you are the one I will be working with...you don't look like much... but I've learned that looks can be decieving..." Deagan stated dully looking at the ex-inmate
Deagan picked up the brandy from beside his chair which was now occupied by the assassin and downed the rest of it in a single drink, slamming the cup back onto the table.
Deagan turned to the assassin and looked at him.
He's probably heard all about me from Esethir...doesn't seem to like me much either...
"We'll be working together so I figure we'd best get this out of the way now...I'm Deagan...and what should I call you?" he asked
Xuchilbara, Agnar's Office
Bara inturupted him, spiking his sword into the floor.
"Are you the one i need to talk to about getting a job?" Bara said demandingly, while checking to see if there was any left over booze in the guys bottle.
Bara inturupted him, spiking his sword into the floor.
"Are you the one i need to talk to about getting a job?" Bara said demandingly, while checking to see if there was any left over booze in the guys bottle.
Rahvin, Agnar's Office
Rahvin looked to the drunk man standing in the room. "Calm yourself, uh...Big Guy." he stammered, unable to figure out his name. "No need for such antics."
He turned back to this Deagan fellow. "So you're Deagan, huh? The guy that'll get me a coat, heal my wounds, share spoils with me and get me out of sticky situations?" he continued with extreme sarcasm.
"I'm Rahvin."
Rahvin looked to the drunk man standing in the room. "Calm yourself, uh...Big Guy." he stammered, unable to figure out his name. "No need for such antics."
He turned back to this Deagan fellow. "So you're Deagan, huh? The guy that'll get me a coat, heal my wounds, share spoils with me and get me out of sticky situations?" he continued with extreme sarcasm.
"I'm Rahvin."
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