The mumblings of a frail man. [RP]

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The mumblings of a frail man. [RP]

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The Gloura's Wings
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A wizened elderly man wanders into the tavern, he stops just as he crosses the threshold. A few barely audible words can be heard escaping the mans dried-up lips, and within seconds a staff appears in his hand. The staff itself is almost as tall as the elf, and the shaft appears to be made of some black metal and it has a transparent glass orb resting on top of it.

He wanders slowly towards a corner table, pulls out a chair and as he slowly attempts to sit down, his knees gives in and he slumps down into the chair. After a couple of minutes of recovery he gestures for the barkeep to send someone over.

"Sshamath, it has been a while my old friend. I wonder what has happened to you since i last i was here."

He raises his glass as giving a toast, a wry smile twisting his lips.


"Oh, how i have missed you."
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The Gloura's Wings


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It was an unusually calm evening, if not for the couple that came in at the end. Not a raucous couple, but they still disturbed my peace and quiet, which is something that is hard to come by in this city.

He twirls the wine glass with his index finger and this thumb for a few second before taking a sip of the contents in the glass.

"Ahh, to be young again."

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A few hours earlier

The door to the tavern bursts open, and a heavily armored male walks in. He is clad in full plate armor and with a shield and what appears to be a long spear sheathed across his back. His appearance is that of a battle hardened warrior who has experienced many a battle. Several scars that has not yet fully healed are visible on his face, and despite this he is easy on the eyes, with sharp and lean features.

Right behind the male walks a stunning woman, with striking features with long silver hair reaching almost to her waist. Her deep purple robe with blue and silver borders covers her voluptuous body. Metal plates covers her left arm, making it appear almost golem like.

The male walks over to the barkeep, letting out a rather loud groan as he sits down on a barstool.


"A bottle of your finest berduskan dark, and make it quick. My wounds are still hurting and i have nothing to distract me from it."

He turns to look at the female as she leans up against the bar across him. She eyes him up and down with a flirtatious smile.

She speaks in a slightly mocking tone to the male. "You really took a beating from those duergar"

The barkeep hands them each a glass and begins pouring wine into the males glass. As the Gloura flies to the female to pour her wine, the male retorts.

"Well it prevented you from dying. If you were subject to the injuries i sustain weekly, then i doubt you would be here" He speaks in a calm matter-of-fact voice.

He raises a hand before the Gloura gets to pour the wine into her glass.

"Leave her glass empty, she can help herself." His lips curls into a wry smile.

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An hour later

"I am the eldest born of my house, though sadly for my mother i was a boy, and with little talent in arcane magic." He takes another solid mouthful of wine

"Though i did prove talented in combat, and was thus handed over to the weaponmaster of my house."

He glances around the room as if getting bored or getting disinterested.

"So, regarding our mutual understanding of needs and convience, what say you? shall we return to your quarters?" His lips immediately forms into a seductive smile as he eyes the female

She takes one last sip of wine and stands up from the table and begins walking towards the door. As she passes the first table she turns around and hands the male an inviting smile before saying.

"I promise i won't kill you once i am done with you."
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Back at the estate
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Why did i let this happen? i should know better by now that it was a bad idea to let her get this close. Servitude until i save her life! Nonsense, why did i ever agree to that? That woman will bring about the end of my plans, she draws far too much attention to her, and i am stuck traveling around with this woman whenever necessary. And now i have bedded her as well, that will complicate matters. Judging from our conversation yesterday, she might be different though, but is it worth taking that risk?

Perhaps i can have someone assassinate her? That could become an option. I hear rumours of there being members of Bregan D'aerthe in the city, i might reach out and make contact, they might solve that problem for me. Why could she not just have been one of the spider queens harlots, that would make things a lot easier for me, i might even have done it myself if that was the case.

He let's out a brief laughter as he imagines that scenario play out in his mind.

How much easier that would have been, i would not have to search so extensively for my prey. I know -she- would not have been as afraid to keep herself hidden, most likely she is concealing herself magically.

Do not worry sister, i will find you, the doombringer has shown me.
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Xunae follows the heavy armored man to the bar. She walks with confidence as she's sure this encounter will end up to her benefit. He seemed quite stubborn for a male, but that was nothing new to her, it's only a matter of time before he too succumbs to her charms.

"Not going to fill my glass?" *She pouts at the man as he prevents the barkeep from pouring her some wine* Such bad manners towards someone who saved you from death... *Xunae grins as she knows the warrior owes her*

A deal was made earlier, that in return he would save her life once, but that was a high bargain, and he was aware of it...

"You seem like a very capable sorceress, why do you need me to follow you around?" *he said with a curious expression* "It may be a long time until I even get the chance to fulfill my part of the deal."

She smirked, as the answer was simple and she knew exactly what to say. Xunae was aware that this man was not as powerful as she would like it, but even though it meant lesser protection, it also meant she didn't have to worry about him being capable of crossing her later. She has wandered long enough alone, and her fears were returning. This one will have to do for now...

"Because it benefits you as much as it benefits me, if not more." *She leans closer towards him* "It's always easy to make enemies, making allies is a harder task. Guard my back and you will have -me- guard yours..."

"And.." *The sorceress gives him a slow inspecting look as her lips curl in to a seductive smile* "If that's not enough, I may find more ways to keep you interested in this alliance..."

At that point Xunae knew the answer before the man even spoke, and that made her feel a bit more at ease knowing there will be someone watching over her now, even if just for a while...
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Many years ago
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He walks slowly towards the main hall, the guards stationed outside the entrance are the best warriors this house has to offer. Despite being the Captain of the house guard, he is far from it's strongest soldier. The promotion received years ago was merely due to his loyal and obedient nature, the matron mother, -his- mother needed someone completely obedient to her. The guards performs the standard honorary salute as he walks past them and into the main hall.

As the captain walks past the columns he notices that his sisters are also present, but no one else, not even the guards that are usually stationed here. He looks over his shoulder and back towards the massive door he walked through, a frowns forms on his face as it occurs to him that it did not make any sound as it closed.

The son turns to face his mother, who's expression is as cold and resolute as usual.

"You called for me matron mother?" His voice is firm, but the captains body language betrays his nervousness.

"Yes! Our dark mother has promised to forgive our failures and grant us our favor back, but not without paying a price." She stands up from her throne and walks slowly towards her son. At each step taken, words of magic escapes her lips.

As the incantation continues, a magical circle forms at her feet and grows with each word uttered. It glows a faint red in the beginning but increases steadily as more words are uttered. She stops just in front of him and with a sudden move she throws her head backwards and let's out a loud screeching sound.

Within seconds the entire room begins to darken, but not before i see it. At the feet of the male, hundreds of tiny spiders appear, they are all pitch black except for their eyes, which are bright red. As soon as they appeared they immediately began to swarm the male, crawling up his body, either by going underneath his clothes or on top of them. The male begins to scream loudly, but he appears unable to move, as if paralyzed. Within seconds they cover his entire body.

Matron mother Verzaara looks at her son for a long moment, almost as if uncertain of her next move.

"Lolth be praised" Her expression hardens as she once again utters one last word of incantation. The spiders all starts to bite as the incantation is finally finished.

The male begins to scream in agony as thousands of spiders all bite at once.

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Back at Gloura's Wings

The old man stares at his wine for a moment while holding the glass close to his face.

"The agony i witnessed that day, and the screams that came with it." He shakes his head and lowers the glass back on the table.

"I will never see nor hear it's like again, and perhaps i will be the better for it." A hoarse chuckle escapes the mages throat.

"What happened later is well known, but i know something that not even Gromph himself would know" He leans closer to his companion and whispers.

"Lolth herself was there that day, i saw her. The Spider Queen sent an avatar which remained hidden in the background, i do not know why i could see it, but she was there" He leans back into his chair again.

"She -was- there."

//Edit: Slow work of fixing the typos and other mistakes
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