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Post by Addis Hellfire on Jan 14, 2008 1:44:50 GMT
[OOC: Continued from "Brothers Reunited".] *Addis and Flaccus walked near allyways, but in them, trying not too attract too much attention. People didn't seem to notice Addis, but Flaccus caught some reactions. Addis spoke under his breath to Flaccus.* "Ignore them. When we are finished here and our Queen is released upon the world, they will all die." *Addis raised a hand and stopped Flaccus when they were past a annoying crowd, and decided to look for any armorsmiths and other useful items.* [OOC: So...would Addis see anything useful and not too populated?]
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jan 14, 2008 2:01:34 GMT
*Meanwhile one of Wolfenden's most prominent Weapon Smiths Oliver Scaramounger, son of the notrius Merchent Prince Julius Scaramounger was setting up his stall for buissnes.*
*He had samples of all his stock on show....Well at least for thouse items which were legal.*
"Right then yer are ladies and Gents just you roll up and feast yer eyes on these buaties. Weapons of all shapes and sizes from all corners of this realm and even some from other realms."
"Yes sir when it comes to weapons Oliver Scaramounger is the prince of the WeaponSmiths."
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Post by Flaccus Hellfire on Jan 14, 2008 2:32:15 GMT
*Flaccus was getting tired of waiting and decided to ignore Addis and see what he could find. He heard 'from other realms' and decided to check out who was selling. Looking at the weapons with an expert eye, he gave a slight chuckle.*
"Do you sell armor? Or even better, can you repair my armor?"
*Flaccus was idly tapping the stall with his claw, looking at the weapons' quality while waiting for an answer.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jan 14, 2008 2:57:33 GMT
*Oliver was a bit taken aback by being approched by a Dragon Man but a sale was a sale as his father had always told him.*
"I can indeed repair armour my dear sir, If I may be permited to err view the damaged artical in question sir??"
*Oliver said tentivley.*
"As i need to asatain what type of metal it is made from and what repair work will need done on it."
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Post by Flaccus Hellfire on Jan 14, 2008 6:02:05 GMT
"Yeah, sure."
*Flaccus leaned close and hissed a warning next to the Count's face.*
"You mess it up, and you die."
*Flaccus leaned back and unstrapped the armor, and laid it on the table. There was many damage, from claw marks, to sword slashes, to exposure to high heat, and even some acid. Whatever happened to him, it wasn't pleasent.When he takes off the breastplate and bracers, many wounds litter his scaily hide. Flaccus takes off the helmet and tucks it under his arm.*
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Post by Addis Hellfire on Jan 14, 2008 6:11:23 GMT
*Addis looked over and wasn't surprised to see Flaccus had wondered off.*
"Like the mind of a child. Only, he's a child who is a Sivak Draconian...."
*Addis muttered and walked towards Flaccus. He stopped about 10 feet away from both the stall, Oliver, and Flaccus. Well within his hearing range, even with a crowd. Addis gave a slight chuckle at Flaccus' threat.*
*Can't get mad at him this time. He does have a feasable reason. Addis thought to himself as he leaned against a wall, and was looking at the two from under the hood of his robe. He made sure he was in plain view, and his tail poked out a bit from his robe. His red eyes clearly seen if anybody looked.*
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Post by Young Grimwold on Jan 14, 2008 15:39:17 GMT
[ModNote: Just a small point... *Flaccus leaned close and hissed a warning next to the Count's face.* The weapons trader, Oliver Scaramonger, is a recurring NPC. He's not actually connected to Count Brinkatore... except that the Count Brinkatore account belongs to one of the Mods. So basically, this is one of the Mods playing a NPC. However, I wouldn't blame you for being confused, as these things aren't always as clear as they could be.]
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Post by Flaccus Hellfire on Jan 14, 2008 23:23:13 GMT
[OOC: Lol, makes sence. I mean, finding a Count, in this area. I kinda figured that, but I usually go by that character's name (whether PC or NPC) when using an action that involves them. Since Count Brinkatore is a long name -and the name I saw as the person who posted it- I just wrote The Count. Thanks for clearing that up lol. Maybe I should make a list of people, including NPC's and PC's....lol]
*Flaccus turned as he waited, and noticed that Addis had gone somewhere. He then had the feeling he was being watched. His eyes met Addis' icy stair and it seemed like Flaccus' silver scails lost some of their luster for a moment. Flaccus looked down at his clawed feet and had a sort of 'whoops, busted' look on his face.*
*He muttered to himself.*
"He scares the hell out of me...and I am not a hatchling any more. We're only a few years apart, and he treats me like this. And, it's MY job to protect him, and he is the one protecting ME....I should have stayed in bed."
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Post by Addis Hellfire on Jan 18, 2008 17:43:18 GMT
*Addis watched as people tended to avoid the area where Flaccus was standing, whether out of fear, a hate for dragons, or something else, Addis did not know. Either way, he thought it was funny. Look at them. They do not appreciate the power they see before them. I bet they have never even heard of Draconians. I can't wait to get home and tell General Maranta about this. That old Aurak, I feel sorry for him. The humans fear him, so they keep him from the battle fields. Instead, they give him a rank that no Draconian was ever supposed to get. Maranta is used as a pupppet, merely a face to keep the troops from rebelling as they should. Maranta knows this, as do I. We, like all of The Queen's children, are still loyal to her. But, we can not agree with the company she keeps. I hate those damned humans. And the elves, goblins, hobgoblins, and minotaurs. But, they do prove to be good lackeys in certain situations. Bah, I still want to see them all rotting in the Abyss.]
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jan 18, 2008 19:50:46 GMT
*Oliver Looks over Flaccus's armour.*
"Oh yes very nice, very fine craftmenship, very decrotive."
"Made from Iron no less."
"Yes i can fix this for you, no bother at all."
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Post by Flaccus Hellfire on Jan 18, 2008 21:46:34 GMT
*Flaccus listened and nodded, but when he heard Iron, he looked at Addis.*
"I thought you told me this was mythril!! And these runes on the sides were just elven writing!"
*Flaccus looked back at Addis, then the armor, then Addis again.*
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Post by Addis Hellfire on Jan 18, 2008 21:49:00 GMT
*Addis chuckled a bit and walked over.*
"Why do you think those elven arrows just suddenly went around you? Did you really think you were that scary? Of course it's iron, and I put those runes there to protect you while you blindly run head first into a enemy army."
*Addis looks at Oliver*
"On that note, make sure not to scratch or mess with the runes. It was a real pain to put them in place."
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Post by Flaccus Hellfire on Jan 23, 2008 2:31:02 GMT
*Flaccus' jaw dropped and he let out a bestial growl, and summoned his sword from thin air.*
"I'll-"
*Flaccus was interrupted when Addis pointed a claw at his chest. He knew what the threat meant and looked away, mumbling.*
"Damn death magic. Why, in all the realms, does HE know Power Word: Kill? And that pain spell, whatever it was called..."
*Flaccus looks up at Oliver*
"Well? Stop just staring at it and get to work!! Or, should we find a better smith?"
*Flaccus felt a poke on his back and saw Addis' hand start to move and trace symbles in the air. Immediatly, Flaccus turned to Oliver*
"Er...ahem..sorry about that. Please hurry. I don't mean to....uh....to be rude or something....but please...."
*Flaccus leanes closer*
"...Please before he hurts me!!"
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jan 23, 2008 15:56:00 GMT
*Oliver looks again at the armour.*
"Be a days work, in order to keep the runes intact would have to be a percision job. Only other opption would be to melt and recast but that would destroy the runes"
"That would come to about 20 gold peices, and it can be deliverd strait to you on compleshion for no extra charage."
"If you fine gentelmen are agreeable to that?"
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Post by Addis Hellfire on Jan 24, 2008 0:53:46 GMT
*Addis nodded* "A day, that makes sence. You have my thanks. Here is 5 gold pieces now, and the other 15 when the job is complete. Is that acceptable? Er...." * I do have that spell I've been dying to use....but it takes effect in a alternate plane of existance. I doubt he would be able to come to where I intend to go....unless.* "Excuse me for a moment. Flaccus, stay here." *Addis walked away for a bit (still in plain view) and pulled out a weird reddish stone from his robe. He traced some symbles on the stone and walked back, and handed it to Oliver along with the 5 gold.* "I assume you do not know much about the Arcane Arts, so I'll try to not complicate things. That stone will basically allow you - or whoever is doing the delivering - to come to where me and my brother will be. Come, Flaccus. We have things to discuss. And yes, I know where I am going." *Addis turned and began to walk towards a nearby alley out of site from anybody else. He then waited for Flaccus to follow.* [OOC: Continued in "Private Sanctum" in the Otherlands. I'll explain why the otherlands in the thread.]
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