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| Lehona | Sun Jan 18, 2009 10:14 pm Post #31 |
 
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Lehona's eyebrows had crept so far up her forehead that it looks unnatural that they be raised so high. The shock of it all etched across her usually delicate features. She pursed her lips together as her eyes laid upon Liam, biting back the flood of questions that burned at her throat. Then her eyes danced around the table to the rest of them, wondering if she were the only one wanting answers. Questions like, why could Liam's father possibly be so possessed with catching him? And would he be serious about coming back to kill them all? They just begged to be answered. The rest of the tavern had brushed the encounter off, but Lehona just wasn't sure she could. What could she even ask after a show like that? Where to begin?! Instead, she lifted the mug that Mel had brought over to her lips to excuse herself from having to speak. The awkward moment burned the atmosphere and suddenly her skin prickled to say that it was warm enough and so she went to the tables which had been pulled together for their party. |
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| Aurea | Tue Jan 20, 2009 7:09 am Post #32 |
 
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Aurea leaned back in her chair, her arms crossing over her chest as she watched Liam's father through narrowed eyes. She had to suppress a snort when the man left, threatening their lives as he did. She flicked her attention to the others at the table before looking to Liam, studying him silently. She shifted her gaze away when Lehona moved and, after watching to make sure that the half-elf got to their other tables without and problems, she flicked her attention back to the cloaked man. "Lehona welcomed you and I trust her opinions so you must not be too bad a person," she told him, her voice held soft so that Lehona wouldn't hear them. "However, you must have done something bad enough to make your own father hunt you down and wish you dead. Until you prove otherwise, I don't trust you completely." She sat there studying him for a moment longer before pushing back her chair and standing up. She headed over to their other tables and settled down beside Lehona, sending a glance to her shoulder to make sure that Delki was still perched there. |
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| Delki | Sat Jan 24, 2009 7:16 pm Post #33 |
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Delki watched the scene from a different perspective and rather enjoyed it. He no longer had to crane his neck, which would surely be aching in the morning from the amount he had already done, to see them properly. Being on shoulders was definitely convenient and he enjoyed his newfound height. That man was so strange. At first he hadn’t seemed so bad with the way he was simply asking about his son. Delki could accept that much although he never really had much of any experiences with anything close to a father. Pixies and families didn’t exactly go together. Some believe that pixies are even born from dewdrops or perhaps flowers reaching their bloom. Thus there would be no parents other than Mother Nature herself. Then the man had to go on his insane rant and Delki broke out in laughter. He rolled around on his back overtaken with laughter at the man’s ranting. The insane fellow was just too funny to Delki. He actually fell off the shoulder at one point but caught himself doing so and fluttered back onto the shoulder quickly while expressing a: “Whoops!” Of course Aurea was probably the only one that could even hear his laughter. Delki finally freed himself of his laughing fit as the man left and he pulled himself upright and glanced at the hooded man. The fellow sure had strange relatives. |
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| Auron DeBrouchet | Mon Jan 26, 2009 5:16 am Post #34 |
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Auron sat back in his chair, arms crossed sternly as he eyed the Half Dragon. After the man's father left them, the others looked just as shocked as he was. Auron could show a bit of emotion when he was having his fun, but this was not that Auron. He was wearing his assassin's face, calm, showing no emotion at all as his amber eyes lost their warmth and smoothness, hardening to two looking stones, gazing at your soul. By the time all the others had left and the tavern had gone back to its business, not worried about anything, auron had become as a statue, his gaze fixed on the darkness beneath the man's hood. He waited until the others were out of earshot before leaning forward towards the man, setting his forearm on the table next to him, seizing a glass to keep his hand from twitching towards his knife. ”listen. All the others may not have said anything, but if you hadn't noticed, that man just threatened everyone in here. That includes that woman there.” he pointed to aurea with the occupied hand. ”if anything, anything--” He squeezed the glass, tendons in his wrist triggering the blade in his bracer, flying out and shattering the glass in his palm. Dropping the shattered glass without a glance, he continued his stony gaze. ”— I'll kill you just as easily as the man that caused her trouble. I'm real good at killing.” Auron triggered the bracer, the blade sliding back. Leaning back, his gaze softened, a smile stretching across his features as he raised his voice to a normal tone. “I trust ye, man. Everyone has their dirty little secrets. We can have ours, too.” He said, a gleam in his eye showing that his speech was to remain between the two of them. Standing, he clapped his hands together, walking to the table with the others at it. Waving liam over, he chuckled. “Come join us!” |
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| Htton | Tue Jan 27, 2009 1:22 am Post #35 |
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Why did any of them bother to let him live, if they weren't going to trust him? It confused Liam, made him feel lonely. He told them the truth about his bloodthirstily insane father, and yet none of them would believe him. Well, maybe Lehona wasn't so bad, and Aurea seemed to be the kind of person who wouldn't trust her twin sister, if she had one. Auron the Istanian... Well, warnings and breaking-glass-cups-with-hidden-knives-threats being put aside, he was an assassin, and as far as he was concerned, all assassins were people who would stab you in the back for something your cousin's friend's uncle did ten years ago on the other side of the kingdom. Liam was brought out of his reverie with Auron calling him to the other table, where everybody else was seated. All around the inn, people were enjoying themselves in the warmth and light. It was supposed to be a cozy, relaxing scene. And yet it left him feeling cold and empty for some reason, even though the fireplace was right behind him... " Yeah, why not?" he called back, and he thought it sounded as forlorn as he felt. Getting up from the table and walking to the other one, he slumped down into an empty chair, almost sitting on his own tail in the process, and felt like the only reason he existed was to be tormented by everybody else.( Somebody had once told him he was very hypersensitive, but it didn't seem to make a difference.) |
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| Lehona | Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:42 pm Post #36 |
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"Well then.." Lehona said when everyone had arrived at the table, "that was quite interesting. If I had known that we were going to get a show with our food, I might have dressed for the occasion!" The smile that forced it's way onto her lips when she laughed a little out loud was a nervous one. There was worry buried deep in her emerald eyes even as they flicked between each of her companions. She had nearly forgotten about and missed the fae that now rested upon Aurea's shoulder. Out of habit when she found herself uneasy, Lehona tucked a few strands of long hair behind her softly pointed ears. "So, are you really a half-dragon?" Her curiosity had been peeked by whispers and rumors and though it may not have been good manners to come out with it so bluntly, she had. Lehona looked upon Liam now not with suspicion, but rather with eyes that yearned to learn and eager to know more about the mysterious man who had up until this point kept himself quite hidden. Her smile had softened, warmed into comfort and innocence which was quite natural for the young half-elf. The wonder of when food would be ordered or arrive stuck somewhere in an afterthought while she leaned against the rough looking table top with her arms folded together and tucked her dry boots up underneath her bottom. |
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| Htton | Sun Feb 1, 2009 4:02 am Post #37 |
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Liam nearly laughed out loud at that question, despite his bad mood. Even after that man Owen had said that the only person with his name in the town was a hybrid, the elf- err, half-elf still wasn't sure. It surprised him a little that he considered her just an elf, but he never really did consider himself to be part human, either. Whenever he looked in a mirror, he saw a dragon who happened to stand upright on two legs. " Yeah, I'm a half-dragon. This proves it." he said, removing his hands from the folds of his cloak, and holding them out for her to see. Both showed the gently overlapping dull blue scales and the white claws that tipped his fingers. " I don't know how anybody from around here would react to seeing anybody like me, but back where I lived, people considered me an abomination of nature. I..." he trailed off. It was that Owen, he was staring hard at Liam now, and those eyes seemed to be burning with recognition. Was it him, or did the man seem to look like someone else he knew? He had brown hair, was tall and somewhat thin, and he seemed to be a naturally restless man. The feeling of recognition faded for a moment, when Owen looked away, started talking to one of the people at his table. There was no accent this time, and his voice brought back the feeling of familiarity. " So, anyway, few people back home liked me, many people hated me, and so I wear this stupid cloak all the time. I'd take it off, but only when I'm in a place few people ever go." No need to tell anybody about Owen. Either they saw him or they didn't. Liam made a mental note to keep an eye on the man, and then he went back to the conversation. " Is there anything else any of you want to know? That isn't why my father is a murderous insane man, because I don't know," he added, particularly to Auron and his(Liam would never say it out loud, because he wasn't sure) girlfriend. " And I'm not lying about it either. I don't know how he took it into his head to try to chop my head off with an ax when I was sleeping, believe me." |
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| Aurea | Sun Feb 1, 2009 5:14 am Post #38 |
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Aurea could tell just by looking at him that Auron was giving Liam a threat. She watched long enough to make sure that nothing bad happened before turning her attention back to Lehona and to... That was right, she'd never found out what the pixie's name was. She turned her head, shifting her gaze to the fae sitting on her shoulder. "You know, we never did get around to introductions for you. I'm Aurea and this is Lehona... And that's Auron," she added when said man joined them at the table. "What's your name?" She looked over at Lehona, suppressing a snort at her joke. Though the other woman was laughing, it was quite obvious that she was rather nervous. Her question was rather random, Aurea decided, and a little forward but Liam didn't seem to mind. In fact, he held out both his hands, revealing blue scales and white talons. She couldn't help herself, she looked at them curiously, studying them. "People are far more tolerant here," she told him but then looked around curiously, trying to spot what it was that had made him stop. She didn't see anything unusual though and he continued, so she just let the matter drop. |
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