[Raorae] The Slaver's Bay
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				Title: <strong>[Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alhanna</strong> on <strong>18-04-2015, 01:59:55</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Alhanna-alden-slavers-bay-01.jpg)</div><br><hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/11/Alhanna-GM.jpg)</div><strong>GM</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br><em>Inside Slaver's Bay....<br><br>It's close to midnight. The call of the hour can be faintly heard through the walls. The city of Alden, however, had spots that were still awake, no matter the hour. Late nights in taverns where the drunks challenge each other to games, where forbidden contests could be found beneath well-intention buildings, and the whores and courtesans plying their trade. It was a city of trade, of commerce, but it once stood for more.<br><br>Corruption crept through the waters. Once a proud city of ethical trade, Alden was fallen. Bureaucrats turning the other way to allow illegal trade of slaves. After all, it kept the streets clean of the poor and homeless, didn't it? It gave them shelter, food, a place to live.... Never mind that it was against their wishes. That children were sold and traded for a living. That women were given to brutal masters. That men were sold to illegal gladiator rings and made to fight for their lives.<br><br>It was once a proud city.....<br><br>It could be seen in the sturdy make of the buildings. It was why Slaver's Bay was established the way it was. The ancient sewers and tunnels, big as a man, allowed for ease of access while keeping their work secret. The multi-floored building that they chose to cage and trade their slaves were strong, hard to break free, and kept their wares safe and dry. And a perfect access to the docks, no less.<br><br>Within one said room, with thick pillars chained with manacles and length of steel, there were several prisoners ready for transport. They had been found and caught, drugged with a sedative and dragged to this particular room to await transport. The walls were lined with torches, dimly illuminating an otherwise plain cell. Outside the cell... their possessions laid among boxes and chests. All they had were their clothes. If they had wounds, they were mended and cared for. After all, a sick slave sold poorly.<br><br>These strangers jolted when the cell door slammed open again, and the slavers dragged in a slim, unconscious woman with long, black hair and fair skin. Unlike the others, her wounds--though minor--had not been tended to. The slavers sported quite a few injuries of their own, leading one to wonder if she had fought ferociously before they succeeded in overwhelming her. Perhaps payback was why she was not tended to....<br><br>They chained her and left her with the others, one of the slavers muttering about how he might come back for another score later, leading the others to chuckle darkly, their meaning clear.</em><br><br><hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Alhanna-character.jpg)</div><strong>Sarea</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>The slim woman drifted in and out of consciousness, a glimpse of amber eyes could be seen as she fought against the sedative, her lashes fluttering. But try as she might, she fell back into the darkness....
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				Post by: <strong>AngelicBlade</strong> on <strong>19-04-2015, 11:56:20</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Volpen</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Angelicblade-character.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>Volpen sat with his back against the wall in an almost meditative pose. He thought back to a couple of nights ago to went he was captured. He should've realised something was wrong when the Innkeeper started acting so funny. 'Curse that fat greedy bastard...' Volpen thought before he sighed slightly and pushed the memory to the back of his mind. He calmed his rage that'd been building up as the days went by, he needed to be able to think clearly if he was going to get out of this, he also needed to be patient.<br><br>Volpen opened his eyes as soon as he heard the slavers near. They were dragging someone, a girl from the looks of it. From the look of it the girl had given the slavers hell before they could get her, Volpen smiled to himself. When the guards tossed the girl into the cell he noticed her wounds and his eyes narrowed at the Slavers as they hinted at their revenge plan. 'Disgusting beasts...' He thought.<br><br>Volpen stood and walked over to the woman before kneeling next to her. He looked into her Amber eyes as she struggled to keep conscious. Volpen smiled at her before she slipped into unconsciousness. He didn't know a great deal about treating wounded but he could at least wrap her wounds. He tore the sleeves of his shirt off and making them into strips and wrapping as much of her wounds as he could. After he'd treated her as best he could he stood again and retook his spot against the wall.
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				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>19-04-2015, 18:55:14</strong>
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				(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Mouse_zpsbde3qkm8.jpg)<br>From off in a corner, the generally ignored person with pale skin and light blond hair uncurled himself from his ball as he heard the door opened.&nbsp; Unlike so many of the others, he had not been drugged to arrive in this cell.&nbsp; He was found unconscious and brought here.<br><br>He observed the unconscious woman being dragged in with the wounds.&nbsp; He wondered at who she might be and why, unlike the others, her wounds were left to fester.&nbsp; This was not the way one would bring a profit for the slavers.&nbsp; Why leave her to potentially infect and die.<br><br>An answer suddenly occurred to him.&nbsp; He spoke in a high pitched, yet soft voice, oblivious to anyone around him.&nbsp; "Oh, Salmun-Ka, why is it that you torture and tempt me so?&nbsp; Am I to be your constant source of humor?&nbsp; Will you not grant me some peace in my pitiful life?&nbsp; What is it that you wish me to do?"<br><br>He then lowered his head and saw that Volpen was starting to treat the woman.&nbsp; Why would this man use dirty clothing to create a tourniquet?&nbsp; Did he want to kill her faster or was he simply ignorant?&nbsp; He moved over to Volpen and asked, "Are you trying to help or hurt her?"
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				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>19-04-2015, 20:27:47</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Akilu</strong><br>(https://pathtoeberron.files.wordpress.com/2012/07/shifter.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>An unusual silence hung in the air around Akilu, who was chained to a wall due to his constant raging, trying to escape the slavers. The slavers had forced him to the wall to keep him still. His long hair hung down in front of his face, hiding his eyes that watched the others carefully. The savage slowly turned his head and barred his teeth at the slavers walking into the room, dragging a woman with them. <br><br>Akilu glared at the woman and started to pull on his chains until he realized he couldn't get away from the wall. Shortly after the slavers were gone and one of the men were trying to help the woman by wrapping cloth around her wounds while the blonde man was asking if the other was trying to hurt the woman even more. Slowly Akilu came to stand at what most assumed was his full height and spoke a very broken common...<br><br>"Man, no water. Not clean cloth..."
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				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>20-04-2015, 03:49:41</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Katyin Deadcaste</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/4ERgdXbsmall.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>The slavers had given her little chain, securing her wrists together and her neck to the wall by a simple, cold ring.&nbsp; Katyin considered this a compliment to her captors' foresight, for her tattoos and scars were a clear indication of a willingness to die in battle.&nbsp; They had denied her this... a few puckered slashes were roughly mended and sewn-- and through the drunken haze of the remnant sedative, she could tell that they hurt... more so, now, they itched.&nbsp; She watched the dark-haired woman's rough delivery and tried to spit words of challenge-- what would have been a fiery tirade was more a murmured complaint, and her wide eyes were fully dilated beyond the darkness' reach.<br><br>No note was taken, despite Katyin managing a fierce tug at her chains-- more hazy pain was her reward, though her gauze-wrapped feet found purchase on the slick stone and she managed to stand, swaying sightly, to tighten the ring at her neck until the captors departed.&nbsp; She continued to stand mouth slightly agape, and shake her head like a sick dog at the haze that still clouds her vision.<br><br>"Back with you... Kil'ka thon... face me... give me a blade."&nbsp; She breathed rapidly through her nostrils then, knowing they were gone, and exhaled a long steadying breath through her lips.&nbsp; "Give me a blade and I will return it."&nbsp; She laughed silently, then steadied herself again, forcing even breaths against the nausea of lingering sedation.
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				Post by: <strong>Alhanna</strong> on <strong>21-04-2015, 01:36:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/11/Alhanna-GM.jpg)</div><strong>GM</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br><em>Down the way, a woman's scream could be heard, followed by the wearing and crying of young children. Clearly, the slavers were going into motion, whatever they're doing. Another scream followed, with the cruel chortling of the slavers. Moments later, the crying settled into frightened whimpers.<br><br>As the five dealt with their own problems, a young girl of no more than ten, came up to their cell. She carried a tray, with foodstuffs and a pitcher of water on top. She looked skinny, but not wholly mistreated... If not for the manacles at her ankles. She tapped the tray against the cell bars, indicating that whoever was not bound ought to get the food.</em><br><br><hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Alhanna-character.jpg)</div><strong>Sarea</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Volpen's ministrations made her flinch, even in unconsciousness, though if nothing else, he managed to stop the bleeding. Her blouse was torn at the sleeve, cleanly cut and stained with blood, and ripped at the neckline. She had a bruise swelling at her jaw, a cut above her eyebrow, and another cut at her leg. Nothing mortal, but potentially weakening. The sedative was making her sick, and dimly, she tried to cough, to clear her throat, but that made it worse.<br><br>"...h-help me...." She whispered, visions of the pale blond man blurred, mingled with darkness. Weakly she tugged at the chains, weak as a newborn kitten.
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				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>21-04-2015, 02:53:05</strong>
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				(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Mouse_zpsbde3qkm8.jpg)<br>The blonde male made his way to the to the cell bars and took the food from the girl.&nbsp; He looked up as he carried them into the cell.&nbsp; "Salmun-Ka, I do not know why you are so cruel to me and this girl.&nbsp; Surely, there must be a reason that you put us through such trials.&nbsp; I hope that you will guide me to a proper answer."<br><br>He then took the food and rationed it out amongst the prisoners, leaving none for himself.&nbsp; However, he took the pitcher of water and moved quietly and cautiously up to the bruised and cut woman.&nbsp; "I believe that you have asked for my help and it seems that Salmun-Ka wishes for me to do so.&nbsp; Therefore, I will assist."&nbsp; He bent down next to her, removed the filthy clothing that Volpen had placed on it and started to wash her wounds.&nbsp; "You must stay awake," he said in a soft but high pitched and squeaky voice.&nbsp; <br><br>Raising her head lightly and continuing to support it with one hand, he tipped the pitcher enough to get the water to the rim.&nbsp; "I am well studied.&nbsp; Sip.&nbsp; Do not drink.&nbsp; If you must vomit, please let me know. I would like to try and avoid it.&nbsp; This place stinks too much already and I have little desire to smell as bad as it."<br><br>After a few more moments, he said, "My name is Mousen.&nbsp; Do you have the strength to tell me your name?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>21-04-2015, 04:59:40</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Katyin Deadcaste</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/4ERgdXbsmall.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>Steadying herself, Katyin takes half the food offered and studies it-- barely a palm full, but enough.&nbsp; She nods, her face slightly away from the blonde man, her glimmering eyes finding his face after a brief dip of thanks behind her lashes.&nbsp; "He did staunch the bleeding..." she says, though her words are fairly slurred still, she is clearly coherent enough to understand that much.&nbsp; "Frail thing... she might have died otherwise.&nbsp; We can... hope."<br><br>Though her knees sag a bit, the chain reminds her to straighten herself, and she has the presence to swipe her loose, matted hair from her face before she continues.&nbsp; "There may be some rotten meat.&nbsp; Sure as all the hells stinks like it."&nbsp; She sniffs, wipes at her cheek, the pale blue-gray tattoos beneath visible under dried blood and grime.&nbsp; "Klithini... maggots.&nbsp; They eat infection.&nbsp; Keep some if you find them, in case the wound poisons."&nbsp; Despite the fog, her accent is clear... western tribes, no doubt.<br><br>At that, settles back against the stone, her bare thighs splayed before her as she sinks slowly along the cold stone to the ground.&nbsp; "She is pretty.&nbsp; Hells... so are you lot, some of you.&nbsp; Why would they abuse pretty slaves?"&nbsp; She snickers, rubbing one throbbing temple with her free hand.&nbsp; "These slavers are animals."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>21-04-2015, 05:30:14</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Akilu</strong><br>(https://pathtoeberron.files.wordpress.com/2012/07/shifter.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>Was that woman a savage like he was? Akilu looked her up and down through his drugged eyes...those drugs were driving him nuts. He watched as the food was handed to him and instead of Akilu taking the food he slid it across the floor and started to growl loudly. He wasn't about to let himself be stuck here longer than he had to be. "Akilu no slave! AKILU FIND FREEDOM!" He bellowed loudly and started to foam at the mouth.<br><br>His body bulged up and his muscles started to grow. Akilu's eyes glossed over as the drugs pumped harder and Akiul flew into a wild rage. He tugged hard at his chains while his foot pressed to the wall and straightened. He did his best to rip the chains from the wall he was stuck to. "NO CHAIN HOLD AKILU!"
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				Post by: <strong>AngelicBlade</strong> on <strong>21-04-2015, 15:35:51</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Volpen</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Angelicblade-character.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>Events passed quickly, Volpen thought the drugs had worn off but his reaction time was much much slower than he expected. He found that after he sat back down and closed his eyes he had a hard time opening them again. 'What the hell is this drug? Why is it so persistent? If only I had my herb pouch..." He shook his head suddenly to wake him self as much as possible.<br><br>He looked at the blonde man when he handed him a small piece of bread. Volpen's crimson eyes examined it and then the room. This seemed like the first time he'd noticed anyone else in the cell with him. Standing he walked over to the blonde kid and held the bread back out to him. "I apologize my friend, I had meant the girl no harm. I fear I cannot think very clearly in my current condition. If aught to keep your strength up if you're a doctor. That and I've trained my body to withstand hunger for many days."<br><br>He looked over at the tribal lady and the beast man. "Are you from the Western Tribes? Your accent is familiar to me for I've spent some time travelling with one of the tribes." When the beast man started to yell and pull on his chains Volpen examined him but couldn't think of a way to calm the raging barbarian.
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				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>22-04-2015, 00:59:46</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Katyin Deadcaste</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/4ERgdXbsmall.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>Meeting Volpen's gaze, she blinks slowly, the fog seeming to lift slowly as she makes out faces in the meager light.&nbsp; "Katyin Deadcaste... once of the Akir."&nbsp; She raises her chin a bit, staring through half-lidded eyes and speaking the words easily, one of many rote exercises, simple as making a fist.&nbsp; "Once House of the Order, once blessed of Fa'ael."&nbsp; The words are dark and simple, like her peoples' black towers on the desert horizon... their remote cities, their strange customs, their vainglorious honor that carries death within.<br><br>When Akilu begins to scream, Katyin knows better than to get too close.&nbsp; "Don't try to calm him down," she says steadily, watching the powerful man's fighting his chains like a demon.&nbsp; "He'll either wear himself out or he'll break the iron from the stone... but he won't quit until one of them is broken."
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				Post by: <strong>Alhanna</strong> on <strong>22-04-2015, 04:18:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/11/Alhanna-GM.jpg)</div><strong>GM</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br><em>The little girl cringed when Akilu began to rant and rave. She dropped the tray and huddled in fear, never making a sound. It was only watching the others with Sarea that prodded her to move. Watching Akilu, listening to the others, she nodded to herself. <br><br>With silent tip-toes, the little girl went up to the pile that held their possessions, seeking something in particular.<br><br>Aioli's attempts to break the chains, however, would fail. Evidently the slavers made sure they had him chained up well.</em><br><br><hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Alhanna-character.jpg)</div><strong>Sarea</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Sarea stared at Mousen for a long moment, as if the shouting and events did not register. Then.... "Sarea," she managed, taking a cautious sip of the water. It helped focus her vision, cleared some of the fog. "...thank you."<br><br>Now that her face was no longer concealed by her long, dark hair, she barely looked as if she was even twenty years old. Her features were young, but there was experience in her gaze, when it wasn't dulled by the sedative.<br><br>Sarea glanced at the others and frowned. "How... did you all end up here?"
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				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>22-04-2015, 04:46:58</strong>
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				(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Mouse_zpsbde3qkm8.jpg)<br><br>OOC: Trying to merge as best as possible so Mousen can talk to everyone.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11182521#msg11182521">Quote from: Alhanna on 22-04-2015, 04:18:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sarea stared at Mousen for a long moment, as if the shouting and events did not register. Then.... "Sarea," she managed, taking a cautious sip of the water. It helped focus her vision, cleared some of the fog. "...thank you."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Well met, Sarea.&nbsp; And you are welcome.&nbsp; It seems that Salmun-Ka wishes that I assist you.&nbsp; Our paths are entwined.&nbsp; To what end I do not know.&nbsp; How may I be of service?"<br><br>tag - Sarea<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11179597#msg11179597">Quote from: Ixy on 21-04-2015, 04:59:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>Steadying herself, Katyin takes half the food offered and studies it-- barely a palm full, but enough.&nbsp; She nods, her face slightly away from the blonde man, her glimmering eyes finding his face after a brief dip of thanks behind her lashes.&nbsp; "He did staunch the bleeding..." she says, though her words are fairly slurred still, she is clearly coherent enough to understand that much.&nbsp; "Frail thing... she might have died otherwise.&nbsp; We can... hope."<br><br>Though her knees sag a bit, the chain reminds her to straighten herself, and she has the presence to swipe her loose, matted hair from her face before she continues.&nbsp; "There may be some rotten meat.&nbsp; Sure as all the hells stinks like it."&nbsp; She sniffs, wipes at her cheek, the pale blue-gray tattoos beneath visible under dried blood and grime.&nbsp; "Klithini... maggots.&nbsp; They eat infection.&nbsp; Keep some if you find them, in case the wound poisons."&nbsp; Despite the fog, her accent is clear... western tribes, no doubt.<br><br>At that, settles back against the stone, her bare thighs splayed before her as she sinks slowly along the cold stone to the ground.&nbsp; "She is pretty.&nbsp; Hells... so are you lot, some of you.&nbsp; Why would they abuse pretty slaves?"&nbsp; She snickers, rubbing one throbbing temple with her free hand.&nbsp; "These slavers are animals."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen replied, "They wish to break our will.&nbsp; It is natural.&nbsp; Then we would be willing servants.&nbsp; When prepared for sale, if we survived, we would be cleansed and healed.&nbsp; It is their way."<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11179679#msg11179679">Quote from: Batman4560 on 21-04-2015, 05:30:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>Was that woman a savage like he was? Akilu looked her up and down through his drugged eyes...those drugs were driving him nuts. He watched as the food was handed to him and instead of Akilu taking the food he slid it across the floor and started to growl loudly. He wasn't about to let himself be stuck here longer than he had to be. "Akilu no slave! AKILU FIND FREEDOM!" He bellowed loudly and started to foam at the mouth.<br><br>His body bulged up and his muscles started to grow. Akilu's eyes glossed over as the drugs pumped harder and Akiul flew into a wild rage. He tugged hard at his chains while his foot pressed to the wall and straightened. He did his best to rip the chains from the wall he was stuck to. "NO CHAIN HOLD AKILU!"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen shrank back at Akilu's temper.&nbsp; He was grateful that the chains held.&nbsp; Mousen was concerned that Akilu might tear off his head while berserking.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11181946#msg11181946">Quote from: Ixy on 22-04-2015, 00:59:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>Meeting Volpen's gaze, she blinks slowly, the fog seeming to lift slowly as she makes out faces in the meager light.&nbsp; "Katyin Deadcaste... once of the Akir."&nbsp; She raises her chin a bit, staring through half-lidded eyes and speaking the words easily, one of many rote exercises, simple as making a fist.&nbsp; "Once House of the Order, once blessed of Fa'ael."&nbsp; The words are dark and simple, like her peoples' black towers on the desert horizon... their remote cities, their strange customs, their vainglorious honor that carries death within.<br><br>When Akilu begins to scream, Katyin knows better than to get too close.&nbsp; "Don't try to calm him down," she says steadily, watching the powerful man's fighting his chains like a demon.&nbsp; "He'll either wear himself out or he'll break the iron from the stone... but he won't quit until one of them is broken."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen asked, "How do you know these things?&nbsp; By the way, I am Mousen," he told Katyin in his soft, squeaky voice.<br><br>tag - Katyin<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11180541#msg11180541">Quote from: AngelicBlade on 21-04-2015, 15:35:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>Events passed quickly, Volpen thought the drugs had worn off but his reaction time was much much slower than he expected. He found that after he sat back down and closed his eyes he had a hard time opening them again. 'What the hell is this drug? Why is it so persistent? If only I had my herb pouch..." He shook his head suddenly to wake him self as much as possible.<br><br>He looked at the blonde man when he handed him a small piece of bread. Volpen's crimson eyes examined it and then the room. This seemed like the first time he'd noticed anyone else in the cell with him. Standing he walked over to the blonde kid and held the bread back out to him. "I apologize my friend, I had meant the girl no harm. I fear I cannot think very clearly in my current condition. If aught to keep your strength up if you're a doctor. That and I've trained my body to withstand hunger for many days."<br><br>He looked over at the tribal lady and the beast man. "Are you from the Western Tribes? Your accent is familiar to me for I've spent some time travelling with one of the tribes." When the beast man started to yell and pull on his chains Volpen examined him but couldn't think of a way to calm the raging barbarian.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen told Volpen, "Your apology is appreciated.&nbsp; I now understand that you meant no harm and that is all that matters."<br><br>tag - Volpen<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Now that her face was no longer concealed by her long, dark hair, she barely looked as if she was even twenty years old. Her features were young, but there was experience in her gaze, when it wasn't dulled by the sedative.<br><br>Sarea glanced at the others and frowned. "How... did you all end up here?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen looked down and blushed.&nbsp; "My own foolishness.&nbsp; My own pride.&nbsp; Salmun-Ka clearly is punishing me for it.&nbsp; I am here to learn my lesson and do my penance."&nbsp; He then looked up at the sky and asked, "Is that not it, Salmun-Ka?&nbsp; Have I not learned now?&nbsp; Will you now deliver me and this woman from this cell?&nbsp; She should not be punished for my pride."<br><br>tag - all<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>26-04-2015, 06:48:12</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Katyin Deadcaste</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/4ERgdXbsmall.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>"How did I get here?"&nbsp; the girl winces at the memory, not at her chains this time.&nbsp; "They took me while I was weakened.&nbsp; I was just starting to heal from my wounds."&nbsp; She straightens her back, receiving a flash of pain from the still-fresh 'x' cut into her back... a lashing of blades, a mark of victory and intimidation.&nbsp; "This poison they use, to keep me dull.&nbsp; Darts."&nbsp; She curses softly in her native slang.&nbsp; "I demanded to face their champion."&nbsp; Looking up, shadows course over her countenance like water, and she gives a dry smile.&nbsp; "They declined."<br><br>Scooting back along the stone, she sits again, stretching her arms across her breasts one after the other, then over each shoulder to limber up the stiff muscles.&nbsp; The haze was fading fast... she hoped that it would be completely gone soon enough.&nbsp; "I want to feed them enough of that poison to stop their coward hearts... preferably in a concoction mixed in their severed skull-tops."&nbsp; She sniffs, frustration at her futility apparent.&nbsp; "Gods why don't they get on with it."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>26-04-2015, 07:53:54</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Akilu</strong><br>(https://pathtoeberron.files.wordpress.com/2012/07/shifter.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>The blood that pumped through Akilu's body came to a slow steady pace and his rage had ended after nearly ten minutes of struggling with the chains. He slumped to the ground and thought hard for a moment then started to glance around the room, a rock, a fork hell a metal cup would be perfect. Really anything he could smash against the chain would do. Really he didn't even even notice that everyone had given him at least a glance and that they had all introduced themselves. <br><br>He eventually glanced over at the others and waved his arms. "Give Akilu something heavy to smash the chains.....YOU!" He yelled at the little girl. "You know where men keep our things. You get Akilu's weapon!" He ordered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>28-04-2015, 02:51:23</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Katyin Deadcaste</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/4ERgdXbsmall.jpg)<br>tagging: Mouse<br><hr><hr><br>Still a bit groggy, Katyin seems to have realized that she didn't respond to Mouse.&nbsp; "Which part, the maggots?"&nbsp; She grins, a flash of white teeth, pretty and dangerous.&nbsp; "I can smell something like rotten carcass.&nbsp; Different than the other shit down here." She shrugs.&nbsp; "I learned a few things to survive.&nbsp; Like the rest of you, I am sure."&nbsp; She leans back to the stone wall.&nbsp; "They eat the sickness, I am told.&nbsp; I don't want to know how a hunter first learned this trick... probably not a pretty tale."<br><br>She smiles again, in the dim light, her lips tight this time.&nbsp; "Perhaps the rest is all just prattle.&nbsp; No one really knows anything, do they?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>28-04-2015, 03:02:23</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Mousen</strong><br>(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Mouse_zpsbde3qkm8.jpg)<br>tagging: Katyin, child, Sarea<br><hr><hr><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11199835#msg11199835">Quote from: Ixy on 28-04-2015, 02:51:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Still a bit groggy, Katyin seems to have realized that she didn't respond to Mouse.&nbsp; "Which part, the maggots?"&nbsp; She grins, a flash of white teeth, pretty and dangerous.&nbsp; "I can smell something like rotten carcass.&nbsp; Different than the other shit down here." She shrugs.&nbsp; "I learned a few things to survive.&nbsp; Like the rest of you, I am sure."&nbsp; She leans back to the stone wall.&nbsp; "They eat the sickness, I am told.&nbsp; I don't want to know how a hunter first learned this trick... probably not a pretty tale."<br><br>She smiles again, in the dim light, her lips tight this time.&nbsp; "Perhaps the rest is all just prattle.&nbsp; No one really knows anything, do they?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen's voice got softer.&nbsp; "I would not say that, regarding knowledge.&nbsp; Some things may be forgotten or ignored but that does not mean that someone or something is not known."&nbsp; He looked up and said, "Forgive me.&nbsp; I have acted too pridefully or vainly." <br><br>He then looked back at Katyin, his voice a bit stronger, "Mayhaps, I can assist you after I assist Sarea."&nbsp; Looking out of the cell, he noticed that the girl was searching through the belongings of those in the cell.&nbsp; "But first, he told Katyin, I must investigate something...."<br><br>Moving to the front of the cell, he asked the girl, "What do you think that you are doing, young one?&nbsp; Those are not your belongings.&nbsp; Please tell me that you are here to assist and not to steal.&nbsp; I would hate for your innocent soul to be corrupted by those around you."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrippingWords4562</strong> on <strong>28-04-2015, 21:35:46</strong>
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				<hr><hr><br><strong>Lane Farrahson</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/76/Native-american-warrior.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>Dim light, seemingly filthy, filters through the narrow slits in Lane's eyes as he slowly opens them. Having been awake for the past hour, he's heard the exchanges amongst the other prisoners he's sharing this cell with, but they've floated to him through a haze, as if his head were submerged underwater. Not trusting himself in such a drugged state, Lane resigned himself to meditating, attempting to bring himself back to his senses before interacting with his co-captives. <br><br><em>"Kroak, Pancha, Tiqua, Lo'Eem...Kroak, Pancha, Tiqua, Lo'Eem...Kroak, Pancha, Tiqua, Lo'Eem..."</em> Names circle through his head on a loop, helping to steady his heartbeat and breath, bringing focus and clarity back to his other thoughts. Taking in his surroundings slowly, he identifies the figures that the voices have been emitting from, attributing names mentally based on the direction he had picked up their speech from. Two of them are secured to a wall on his right, one a woman <em>(Katyin)</em> covered in gore and tattoos, the other a beast of a man <em>(Akilu)</em>, panting from the effort of thrashing at his bindings. A man with long, black hair <em>(Volpen)</em> was standing in front of the two, attempting to engage them. A small, blonde man <em>(Mousen)</em> stooped over a second woman <em>(Sarea)</em>, bound with cloth and laying on the dingy floor. The blonde man was talking to someone on the other side of the cell's door. <br><br>Having studied the room, Lane turned his attention to his person. He was still wearing his leather pants and moccasins, and his dark hair was pulled back with a band of cloth, but there was nothing else on him. The slavers must have stripped him of his weapons and other gear. As his gaze passed over his treated wounds, images of the battle he was in flashed across his memory. <em>"If I was captured, we must have fallen...But why am I still alive? What use do they have of me?"</em><br><br>Resigned to the fact that answers would not come from within, Lane slowly rose, testing his feet and finding that he was unhurt and his grogginess had all but evaporated. Strolling forward, he took care to leave a wide birth between himself and the large man hanging from the wall. The last place he wanted to be was in the way of those chains should they break free from the wall. Approaching the blonde man, Lane saw that a young girl was sifting through a pile full of clothing, weapons and sacks just outside the cell.<br><br>His eyes not leaving the girl, Lane addressed the others, "I am Lane. I have heard your names. Is there any indication that this girl was not sent here to trick us? If she does manage to free us, what are we to do with her then?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelicBlade</strong> on <strong>29-04-2015, 03:59:12</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Volpen</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Angelicblade-character.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>Volpen would bow slightly to Katyin pressing his knuckles into his palm as he did so. "May the of the sword guide you Katyin Deadcaste. I am Volpen Kohautsu." He'd stand upright again looking into the woman's eyes a moment before nodding at her words and looking as the beast man stopped his struggling. Sighing Volpen would glance around the room again, this time noticing man wearing leather pants and moccasins as he approached Mousen.<br><br>Volpen would look at the wounded woman that the blonde kid was treating. He shrugged slightly to her question. "I fell victim to the Greed and Lust of a nobleman. His fiance claimed I had stolen her heart, later that night I was ambushed by the scum that has us in this cell. I don't remember much after I killed the first to rush me, however given the current situation I find myself in I assume I was clubbed from behind."<br><br>After hearing Katyin's story he'd laugh slightly at her suggestion. And grinned at her. "I'd sincerely enjoy that sight, Senshi... Ah.. I mean Katyin." He looked out of the cell at the child. Before addressing the others. "I believe that too is a slave, so I doubt he has a use for stealing, however I could be wrong..." He walked over to the bars and squatted down near her. "Please do not fear us child, if you aid us we too shall aid you if we are able." He'd look around at the other before looking back at the girl and smiling at her. "At least I will."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alhanna</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 01:29:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Alhanna-character.jpg)</div><strong>Sarea</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>To Mouse, Sarea managed to say: "Water is fine." She wasn't sure she could handle food right now; the way her stomach roiled, she feared she might lose the water. So she concentrated on holding it down, even as her skin paled a bit more with her struggles. But when he spoke again to his god, she stared at him.<br><br>"Punished for your pride...? I do not know you... other than the fact I tried to use the slavers for target practice." Her lips tightened. "I saw them take someone and tried to stop them. They were too many." Her stomach roiled again and she swallowed hard. She was <em>not</em> going to throw up. She listened to the others speak, but did not respond. Not that she wanted to be rude, but rather she was trying to fight the poison of the sedative.<br><hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/11/Alhanna-GM.jpg)</div><strong>GM</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br><em>The little girl jumped at Akilu's command and shook her head. Instead she kept searching for something. At Mouse's questions, she put a finger to her lips to shush him, still mute and quiet, and resumed searching. The look in her eyes promised nothing but kindness. When Volpen spoke to her, she brightened, and clearly found what she sought. With furtive, daring looks down the hall, she rushed back to the cell door with what she had sought: Volpen's herbs. And something resembling a massive chain of keys. Many, many keys. She held it out to Volpen, still not speaking.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 02:35:18</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Mousen</strong><br>(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Mouse_zpsbde3qkm8.jpg)<br>tagging: Katyin, Sarea, Lane<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11205394#msg11205394">Quote from: Alhanna on 30-04-2015, 01:29:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">To Mouse, Sarea managed to say: "Water is fine." She wasn't sure she could handle food right now; the way her stomach roiled, she feared she might lose the water. So she concentrated on holding it down, even as her skin paled a bit more with her struggles. But when he spoke again to his god, she stared at him.<br><br>"Punished for your pride...? I do not know you... other than the fact I tried to use the slavers for target practice." Her lips tightened. "I saw them take someone and tried to stop them. They were too many." Her stomach roiled again and she swallowed hard. She was <em>not</em> going to throw up. She listened to the others speak, but did not respond. Not that she wanted to be rude, but rather she was trying to fight the poison of the sedative.<br><br>The little girl jumped at Akilu's command and shook her head. Instead she kept searching for something. At Mouse's questions, she put a finger to her lips to shush him, still mute and quiet, and resumed searching. The look in her eyes promised nothing but kindness. When Volpen spoke to her, she brightened, and clearly found what she sought. With furtive, daring looks down the hall, she rushed back to the cell door with what she had sought: Volpen's herbs. And something resembling a massive chain of keys. Many, many keys. She held it out to Volpen, still not speaking.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen looked at the girl fishing the keys and herbs out of Volpen's belongings and handing them to her.&nbsp; He moved back to Sarea, "I believe that is a story for another time m'lady.&nbsp; It seems that Salmun-Ka has seen fit to either end our penance or to deliver us into more sin.&nbsp; Either way, I believe that is better than remaining here.&nbsp; Do you think that you can walk, m'lday?"<br><br>tag - Sarea<br><br>He then reached into his clothing and from some hidden fold pulled out a nail.&nbsp; Heading over to Katyin, he took the nail to her chains and started to maneuver it to free her from her bondage.&nbsp; "I ask for your forgiveness for my pride.&nbsp; However, it seems that Salmun-Ka has given you to me to teach me more lessons."<br><br>tag - Katyin<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11201808#msg11201808">Quote from: DrippingWords4562 on 28-04-2015, 21:35:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>His eyes not leaving the girl, Lane addressed the others, "I am Lane. I have heard your names. Is there any indication that this girl was not sent here to trick us? If she does manage to free us, what are we to do with her then?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen looked at Lane and said, "I would not speak such things.&nbsp; The child has wisdom.&nbsp; Please be at peace, Lane."<br><br>tag - Lane
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelicBlade</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 03:11:09</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Volpen</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Angelicblade-character.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>Volpen smiled sweetly at the girl as she retrieved his herbs and also gave him a massive key chain. "Thank you very much, I doubt we can ever truly repay your bravery and kindness." He said in a quiet voice. Reaching a hand out he rustled her hair and winked at the little girl. Volpen would glance down the hallway before sorting through the keys and testing the cell door.<br><br>It didn't take him to long to figure out which key unlocks the cell. Afterwards he made his way to Mousen. "You seem trustworthy, here free the others while keep a look out for the slavers." Volpen would hand Mousen the keys that the girl had given him. He moved over to their possessions and quickly re-equipped himself. Afterwards he'd periodically glance down the hallway as he looked through his herbs trying to decide which ones would be best for treating anyone still under the effects of the drug. After picking one out he looked at the others a said just barely loud enough, "If you're still groggy I can give you an herb to fix it..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>01-05-2015, 04:38:52</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Katyin Deadcaste</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/4ERgdXbsmall.jpg)<br>tagging: Mouse<br><hr><hr><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11205571#msg11205571">Quote from: Devil's Advocate on 30-04-2015, 02:35:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He then reached into his clothing and from some hidden fold pulled out a nail.&nbsp; Heading over to Katyin, he took the nail to her chains and started to maneuver it to free her from her bondage.&nbsp; "I ask for your forgiveness for my pride.&nbsp; However, it seems that Salmun-Ka has given you to me to teach me more lessons."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Katyin angles her head up from the lock as Mousen opens the iron lock... stubborn, but not sophisticated, the lock gives to his careful pressure.&nbsp; Her throat swells in a swallow just below her stretched chin, tanned skin darkened with rust from the iron hoop, and she closes her eyes as if in submission... the gesture seems alien on her features.<br><br>At the sound of the lock's click, she relaxes with a soft sigh, meets his gaze with a faint smile of appreciation as, between the two of them, they manage to quiet the jangling of the loose chain from its loops from the neck restraints down through simple manacles.&nbsp; "I am indebted to you now," she says softly, meeting his eyes.&nbsp; "Whatever lesson waits for you, I will be there."<br><br>((tagging Mousen))<br><br>Her eyes widen, then as she takes in the scene just beyond them-- seeing Sarea and Volpen being freed as well.&nbsp; She speaks in a hushed whisper.&nbsp; "Gods have humor, this is our chance..."&nbsp; She hears Volpen's offer, and answers softly-- "Nae, I'm ready enough."&nbsp; She takes the doubled chain that was binding her moments before, and wraps its length around one hardened, sinewy forearm.&nbsp; <br><br>She closes the lock back into place as she bundles the chain at one end, creating a makeshift flail that, with its iron weight, could easily crack a man's skull or cave in a fist-sized pit of armor.&nbsp; "See to the others," she hisses, flexing her hand, shifting her weight from one foot to the next and rolling her stiff neck to limber her joints.&nbsp; "I'm ready to fight them."&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>01-05-2015, 20:14:14</strong>
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				<strong>Mousen</strong><br>(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Mouse_zpsbde3qkm8.jpg)<br>tagging: Katyin, Sarea, Volpen<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Katyin angles her head up from the lock as Mousen opens the iron lock... stubborn, but not sophisticated, the lock gives to his careful pressure.&nbsp; Her throat swells in a swallow just below her stretched chin, tanned skin darkened with rust from the iron hoop, and she closes her eyes as if in submission... the gesture seems alien on her features.<br><br>At the sound of the lock's click, she relaxes with a soft sigh, meets his gaze with a faint smile of appreciation as, between the two of them, they manage to quiet the jangling of the loose chain from its loops from the neck restraints down through simple manacles.&nbsp; "I am indebted to you now," she says softly, meeting his eyes.&nbsp; "Whatever lesson waits for you, I will be there."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen stood silently for a few moments, entranced by Katyin.&nbsp; She was beautiful in the same way that a cheetah or jaguar was beautiful.&nbsp; There was mystery and wildness in her, yet, there also was a softness.&nbsp; Mousen looked away after a moment and squeaked, "You may call me 'Mouse,' if you would prefer.&nbsp; <br><br>tag - Katyin<br><br>Mousen took the keys from Volpen and with gratitude said, "This will make my task easier and faster."&nbsp; He politely excused himself from Katyin and moved silently and quickly over to Sarea to free her from her bondage.&nbsp; "There you go, m'lady.&nbsp; I do believe it is time we leave."<br><br>tag - Sarea<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Her eyes widen, then as she takes in the scene just beyond them-- seeing Sarea and Volpen being freed as well.&nbsp; She speaks in a hushed whisper.&nbsp; "Gods have humor, this is our chance..."&nbsp; She hears Volpen's offer, and answers softly-- "Nae, I'm ready enough."&nbsp; She takes the doubled chain that was binding her moments before, and wraps its length around one hardened, sinewy forearm.&nbsp; <br><br>She closes the lock back into place as she bundles the chain at one end, creating a makeshift flail that, with its iron weight, could easily crack a man's skull or cave in a fist-sized pit of armor.&nbsp; "See to the others," she hisses, flexing her hand, shifting her weight from one foot to the next and rolling her stiff neck to limber her joints.&nbsp; "I'm ready to fight them." <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Looking back at Katyin, Mouse squeaked, "Let them all out?&nbsp; Are you certain?"&nbsp; He looked at the thrashing Akilu, visibly shaking as Mouse did so.<br><br>tag -Katyin, Akilu, whomever
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-05-2015, 04:18:02</strong>
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				<hr><hr><strong>Katyin Deadcaste</strong><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/4ERgdXbsmall.jpg)<br><br><hr><hr><br>Heeding what Mousen says, Katyin offers a faint smile, then nods at his concern.&nbsp; "He is dangerous.&nbsp; So are we."&nbsp; She steps closer to Akilu, reaching one hand to seize the chain that binds him.&nbsp; "Akilu, you are a warrior, yes?"&nbsp; she rattles the metal rings softly, tipping her head for the keys to be brought closer.&nbsp; "The men who put you in these chains... they have put us <i>all</i> in chains.&nbsp; But we will free ourselves."&nbsp; The dark shadows around her eyes give way to widening eyes, emphatically.&nbsp; "We will kill the men who did this, yes?&nbsp; You, with us--" she gestures to the others, her dirty hand pointing out every face.&nbsp; "We are allies," she hisses.&nbsp; "Yes?"&nbsp; <br><br>(tagging Akilu)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alhanna</strong> on <strong>11-05-2015, 04:05:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/11/Alhanna-GM.jpg)</div><strong>GM</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br><em>The little girl smiled shyly at Volpen, stood with them. She didn't figet, fuss, or otherwise draw attention to herse; for a girl-child of her age, that was unusual. With her soft brown hair and dark eyes, she resembled like any other citizen of the city. Except for her silence. She never said a word. She just watched the others, waiting.</em><br><br><hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Alhanna-character.jpg)</div><strong>Sarea</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><hr><br>Sarea swallowed hard, tilted her head back, and managed a nod to Mousen. "I'd rather walk out of here than let them hold me any longer." If she had to vomit on the way, well.... so be it. She fixed her amber eyes on the little girl and added, "Thank you." She paused, wondering if they should try to rescue the girl too. She looked at the others, wondered if they had the same thought.<br><br>She watched as Mousen freed Katyin, watched as Volpen outfitted himself in his possessions. When she heard his soft whisper, relief colored her expression. "Yes... I'm still quite assaulted by nausea. I would be a poor fighter if I have to deal with the illness as well."<br><br>Once Mousen freed her, she struggled to her feet and stumbled over to where Volpen and Katyin stood. There, behind them, held in crates and on top of them, were also her things. Some, she imagined, also belonged to the others. At least the slavers hadn't had the time to hide their possessions.<br><br>"I think the barbarian can be of help," Sarea said, agreeing with Katyin.<br><br>(Tagging Volpen, Mousen, Katyin)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Raorae] The Slaver's Bay</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devil's Advocate</strong> on <strong>11-05-2015, 05:02:14</strong>
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				(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Mouse_zpsbde3qkm8.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sarea swallowed hard, tilted her head back, and managed a nod to Mousen. "I'd rather walk out of here than let them hold me any longer." If she had to vomit on the way, well.... so be it. She fixed her amber eyes on the little girl and added, "Thank you." She paused, wondering if they should try to rescue the girl too. She looked at the others, wondered if they had the same thought.<br><br>She watched as Mousen freed Katyin, watched as Volpen outfitted himself in his possessions. When she heard his soft whisper, relief colored her expression. "Yes... I'm still quite assaulted by nausea. I would be a poor fighter if I have to deal with the illness as well."<br><br>Once Mousen freed her, she struggled to her feet and stumbled over to where Volpen and Katyin stood. There, behind them, held in crates and on top of them, were also her things. Some, she imagined, also belonged to the others. At least the slavers hadn't had the time to hide their possessions.<br><br>"I think the barbarian can be of help," Sarea said, agreeing with Katyin.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mousen bit his lip as he looked into Sarea's eyes for confidence.&nbsp; He looked up and complained, "Salmun-Ka, you work in mysterious ways.&nbsp; I only pray that the lessons you have do not kill me."&nbsp; With that, he took the keys and unlocked the barbarian's legs first.&nbsp; Once completed, he threw himself out of the way and started fussing with one of the hand locks, managing to unlock it.&nbsp; <em>Please let him be calm.&nbsp; Please let him be calm.&nbsp; Please let him be calm and not kill me.</em><br><br>tags
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