The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)
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				Title: <strong>The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>06-10-2016, 03:34:09</strong>
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				Arriving in the port city of Gold Sky was a rather large merchant's galleon from the tropical elven islands of Paradise Falls. The tropical elves were an entirely different complexion compared to the elves of the main cities where they tended to be more fair or absolutely pale. The Tropical elves skins were typically dark and hair in varying shades but were always the same fair white unless they decided to use fruit dyes to color it. The ship pulled into the docks and dropped the gang plank as the riders on the ship were let off first so the ship's crew can start unloading their goods. At the head of the line of passengers was dark elf whose complexion can be best described as being obsidian, his hair was long, reaching his waist and neatly tied at the back of his head. Lazily laying out on his shoulder would seem like a fur trim on his leather jerkin but was in fact a rather large oversize ferret with bat wings on his back.&nbsp; Under the sleeveless jerkin the elf wore a puffy white silk shirt with his sleeves rolled up and inside of his fore arms had a strange red tattoo that seemed to glow on his skin and at his hip he had what appeared to be a jeweled encrusted sheath which appeared to be a saber. Down his waist he wore a silken pair of pants with leather knee high boots and what seemed like he had the outline of a dagger inside his boot as well. One could say he looked like a pirate but he didn't really have the real look about him, his face seemed soft and flawless and his teeth in perfect shape. This dark elf wandered along, separating him self from the rest of the people as the ferret perked up&nbsp; and hopped off of his shoulder and took on the form of another elf, though one much shorter that the pirate look-alike. The other elf's skin was more of a mocha color and his hair black, he had a child like look to him but he was clearly and adult still. The other elf looked up at the taller obsidian elf. "Boss, boss! Can we over there get some roasted squid?!" The mocha elf asked tugging at the obsidian elf's sleeve as he pointed at the food stand with skewered squid on it. The obsidian elf looked to the mocha elf like the little one was crazy. "We spent six months on that ship and you want to eat more sea creatures? I'm hungry and I want cattle, I want land animals, I don't want to eat any more sea creatures." The mocha elf snickered. "You had no problem eating the mermaid." The obsidian elf grumbled. "She was going to unleash a kraken on us. I had to take one for the ship." The two continued wandering on through the markets that lined the water front, the obsidian elf had not decided on what or where he planned on settling in for the night.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>13-10-2016, 04:11:56</strong>
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				The bed was stiff, actually horribly uncomfortable. The room was a bit breezy, there was no glass actually in the windows. It was a mess, it smelt, he could hear his neighbors, and everything about it was just... perfect. How much more perfect could it get! <br><br>The world was wrapped in scents, sounds, common movement and he was unable to keep his excitement in. Its not like he had not already lived in the city for a few months now. It was more than that. It was... being the unknown. A stranger in a strange place and disregarded. It was refreshing actually. Sitting up in bed, the blankets fell away from his form showing a rather detailed tattoo all over his form. His hair was a choppy mess. The top being a bit short but the strands getting longer on the way down. Black strands with red tips, clearly dyed these colors, but he had one streak of white in his bangs, it refused dyes and it was this one stretch of hair that gave away his race, next to his own copper colored skin. He rose out of bed, placing his bare feet on the ground and sauntering over to the half haphazardly hung mirror in the room. His face a touch scruffy, hair spiked in all directions. He blinked at the mirror with those golden eyes. He was clearly from the air kingdom. A place up in the far mountains that was the main manufacturing for air machines in this strange world as well as bio science. It was nearly alien in its technology to the rest of the world. A place that did not lean on things like magic or myth. Not closed minded, but it would take some convincing and decent evidence to get someone to agree with you from there on something they saw differently. Stubborn in their views actually. So why would a young man from a place like that be in a small harbor town like this? More on that later.<br><br>Washing his face in the cracked basin he got dressed pulling on a leather jacket with fur coating on the inside, a pair of pants that clung to his form and boots that came to his knees. A red sash that tied around his waste and a sword he placed across his back. a pair of black finger less gloves pulled up to hide his palms and he was out the door. He had paid for the room until the end of the month, but getting up early to explore was always a fine thing to do. As he walked out the front door he made his way through the market area looking for a place to eat, but to also scope out the newest arrival ships that would port. <br><br>Many of them he was familiar with as far as the races were concerned, he always made it a point to learn as much about others as he could in an effort to never step out of line if he found himself in another country. Pulling a smoke out from his pocket he lit it on the street and looked around, smoke curling around his features. He was a handsome man really when it boiled down to it. Sharp features, young and sun kissed. His expression like that of a panther, paced, observant and curious. As if the world he explored as one to be seen by an observer rather than a fellow member. Eyes fell onto a strange pair of people as they made their way passed him. Was that a dark elf? A sharp brow arching rather high. Taking in the details of the others movements. The companion was curious as well as he stared. Turning his attention back to the ships he considered a few things. He was... observant, and that sword? The one with all of the pendants? Well.. It was familiar. Though his mind was spinning on why. <br><br>(http://i.imgur.com/zqUnIbU.png)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>13-10-2016, 17:32:40</strong>
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				The dark elf took no notice of the man who seemed to notice him with his own obsidan colored hand resting on the hilt of the jeweled and tassled sword with his partner following along besides him who seemed cheerful and excited like a dog bounding up to everything. Nothing about this city seemed to phase the elf, he was most likely a well traveled elf. The little mocha elf bounded up to a street performer, the woman was a snake charmer, ironically half snake her self. Half her face was scaled but hidden by a veil at the right side of her face and her right arm covered in scales. She moved and swayed from side to side to a flute playing&nbsp; human who sat cross legged on the ground with a pot full of coins. The little&nbsp; mocha elf's mouth opened wide as he shifted forms, taking on the form of a massive anaconda sized cobra, which of course pulled everyone's attention off of the woman to him self as he hissed and swayed following the woman's motion. The performer of course had something of a annoyed expression on her face. The dark elf chuckled as he went to the giant sized cobra, as everyone seemed more focused on the cobra who shifted forms to a naga next, his elven upper body at the top and moved in a belly dancer like motion next to the woman. The dark elf moved close to the collection pot and with a quick wave of the dark elf's hand, the filled pot of coin turned half full as the dark elf grabbed his friend by the pointy ear. "Come on Mimir, let them work." The dark elf chuckled as he tugged the ear pulling the naga formed elf as he yelped and followed the direction the dark elf pulled him along as they walked further down the board walk and turned into a cheap inn. The elf named Mimir changed back from his naga form and then took on the form of a large burly man, something similar to the giant dock workers here in the city. "Azrukal, how much you got?" His voice was deep and menacing in this form of his as the two made their way into the the inn and took a seat at the table near the center of the room. The dark elf Azrukal opened his hand over the table and soon a second shadowy hand seemed to split from his hand and neatly dropped the coins on to the table, stacked perfectly. "I got enough, we could sleep for the night and a nice bed warmer and a decent meal." Mimir made scrunched up face at the mention of bed warmer. "You had your way with just about every woman on the ship, and now you come here for more? Really" Azrukal sighed. "I have an itch." Mimir smirked and chuckled. "That itch certainly came from someone."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>18-10-2016, 01:36:26</strong>
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				Of course the idea to continue on his way was there. Go ahead, explore the town and enjoy the sights. As he started to walk though he just could not shake the feeling he knew that sword. Its not like it mattered, even if he did know it, what did it matter what he knew it from? The man sighed finally and turned. Following the odd couple he watched them as they paused and the shape shiftier did his thing. Well that was interesting. <br><br>Seeing them though finish and walk away he felt something odd tugging inside of him. One? All those coins, was that real? Magic? Real life magic? He had to pause and question that. It was not a common thing to see honestly. Then again the drow was an elf and such creatures tended to actually be more magical than humans. The man with the choppy multi colored hair, decided to follow the other two and head inside. He sat down at a table not to far away listening in on their conversation. <br><br>Yep, it was magic. True to the core magic. The young man was in awe of it, but was unable to figure out a way to even bring it up. How do you approach someone and ask them about magic with out looking like she excited stupid child. The young man sighed finally. Its not like it mattered anyways. He thought about getting up and leaving, but then someone walked by with some food and his stomach gave a growl. Against his better judgement he started to eat and may as well eaves drop while he was at it. The more he listened though the more he found himself thinking there was nothing really special about these two after all. They were crooks. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>19-10-2016, 19:10:27</strong>
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				"That's the plan next Azrukal?" Mimir the shifter asked as he looked at the coin and looked at the bar maid as he waved her over. Azrukal simply shrugged. "I dunno, maybe you ought to change into a super handsome woman and marry a noble or replace their wife then open the vault for me?" Mimir gave Azrukal an annoyed look, his bushy brows and that stern seaman's face at Azrukal as his voice changed. "I wont for the same reason you wont use your shadow lord. It's too attention grabbing. People in these lands are quick to burn to the stake and the non-humans got a bad enough reputation already for being near conquerors." Azrukal just kind of counted up the gold on the table as he listened to Mimir. "Yes yes, I know. My shadow lord doesn't approve of me using my powers in such a undignified manned unless I give him a life in return. Remember that mess we got into at the sapphire islands? The castle guards that had us cornered? All those men, dead just to use the shadow ports to take us out of the palace and onto that dank ship. I'm not willing to pay that price all the time. All I ask is for you to impersonate." Mimir glared at Azrukal again and gripped the table. "Anytime I impersonate someone I'm not, I lose a piece of my self as well. I'd rather you slay a thousand before I lose my original form." The barmaid brought the two of them some drinks before going to tend to another table. Azrukal thought as he sighs. "Such great talents we have with such a high price. We'll figure out how to cheat the dealer one of these days."
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>20-10-2016, 01:29:55</strong>
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				Gennison ate his food, his golden eyes thoughtful as he listened. So it seemed that this magic that was rather awe inspiring came with a price. Not as appealing as it had been before. Its not like he had never used magical trinkets or items. Yet using something to help you fold clothing was not the same as what these two at the other table could do. It also sounded like they were rather well traveled. Been to a lot of different places. Now he found himself curious, wanting to ask questions. Here is were the issue lay, how to converse with those you listened in on? He had to smirk at himself, not that it was not already rude enough. <br><br>The food he ate was good, the drink even better. May as well get it over with now. Getting to his feet and pushing his hood back from his face the man moved and came closer to the table. "Hello, I could not help but notice your sword." It was a start right? "It looks rather familiar actually. I have read a lot of books and met many different people in my travels. I am a bit of a sword enthusiast actually. I am again sorry for interrupting, but I was wondering. How did you come across such an item?" Yes, it was random, and with no couth what so ever, but either way. At least he now had an opening for a conversation. Maybe he could learn more about then? Then again maybe they would tell him to mind his own business and be on his way? Gen himself was a rather handsome looking man in the end, roguish in a lot of ways. His eyes intelligent and catching. They glanced over at the elf and he offered a smirk to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>20-10-2016, 17:07:24</strong>
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				Azrukal looked at him with those ruby colored eyes as he listened to him. "Oh this thing?" He held the sword up. "I had it in my family for years, it's an heirloom." He simply said, it was a lie though, he had stolen it from the sapphire islands. The quickness of how it happened didn't leave much time for the palace guards who survived send messenger birds off to the mainland as yet. Azrukal was unaware that the human was following him but he continued to play down the situation. His companion in the shape of this salty sailor form looked at Gennison. "Are you coveting my friend's sword boy?" Mimir said in the gruffest of tones as he rubbed his stubbled cheek looking at him cautiously. Azrukal played coy and innocent while Mimir played the mad dog body guard, it was a good pairing. "Stand down first mate Clarence, he said he's a sword enthusiast, he's enthused by my sword." Azrukal chuckled softly keeping his hold on it. "The sword is rather useless, it's only a replica but my father treasured it anyways."
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 02:33:19</strong>
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				Those golden eyes never turned to the large man with the gruff voice. It's not that he didn't doubt that this big fella, or better worded changeling would not attack. It was... just this itch. The bells in his head, the ringing that seemed to ensue as he stared at the hilt of the blade. The Drow was smooth in his wording, and his movements casual. Believable. Yet he made a mistake...<br><br>One could of course create fake jewels that was no lie, but Gen knew the difference, the scent of them, the way the light hit them. The man knew them for many different reasons, as stones themselves held boundless possibilities for the land he came from. Not in the way one could imagine. The doors opened behind him and the wind that followed moved across his features, making his hair dance around his face. A slow smile moved over his lips as he slowly closed his eyes. The scent of the wind and the stories it told. "That is a nice thing your old man left you. Even nicer that you would haul it around rather than just leave it back home... May I join you?" Before either could say no though he pulled up a chair, turned it around and sat down so that he could rest his arms on the back of the chair. His chest against it too. Sitting on the chair backwards while he faced the two before him. "The names Gen, I am from the north. What place do you travel from?" He asked as he rested his own sword across his lap. <br><br>His fingerless gloves lightly strumming the wood as he tipped his head to the side and let those golden eyes travel from one person back to the other. His own sword was a strange shape and make. The sheath itself decorated with different symbols and ruins that only one who was well, traveled would know. Maybe this drow? It was hard to say if it came from the north, it appeared... more eastern than that. "I have eaten, but perhaps we can drink a few rounds? Talk about swords, get your friend here a haircut?" He said thumbing the gruff looking want to be sailor. Now of course he had followed, and listened in on these two, he was oddly at ease really. Perhaps he was used to big men being bullies as he was a medium build himself. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 04:29:42</strong>
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				Azrukal looked at Gen for a moment and to Mimir and right back at him. "We've come very far away. The tropical islands of Acantar. The Drowlands." Azrukal said as he eyes the young man. "I didn't leave the sword because I don't intend to go back home, at least not for a very very long time. We're to just see what sort of a life we can build up here in these lands." This was a little weird that this stranger seemed a little fixed on the subject of the sword as Azrukal pulled the blade to rest on his lap as well and his hand rested on the hilt. "I think my friend's hair here is perfect, it's a reflection of who is and what he is." Mimir let out a booming laugh patting Azrukal on his shoulder and took another drink as he glances at Gen. "So why are you here boy? Interested in my friend's sword? I'm not talking about the heirloom." Mimir laughed Azrukal looked at Mimir with a glare then back to Gen. "Excuse my friend. I'm not a sword fanatic so I know nothing else other than this heirloom of mine."
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 04:42:04</strong>
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				"We can move on from the sword, at this point I figured since I struck up a conversation and you are traveling, I am traveling too. Why not just share stories and speak. I guess that is considered rude to those from the drow Islands?" Though the more Gen smiled the more he felt a strange understanding about these two. They did not want anyone else around, they were uncomfortable. At least the shifter was. The Drow was cooler than that. <br><br>"Your friend here?" Gen seemed to consider him for a long moment. "I do admit, you are rather pretty. I do not get to see elves to often. Now that I think about it, it has been a while since I have seen a drow. You do not get many of them in the northern mountains. To cold." He chuckled a bit and arched a brow as he looked at the two. "I guess you are not the sort who like the company of strangers then eh?"
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				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 04:54:54</strong>
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				Azrukal chuckled. "Well that explains that, it's cold. We like the warm and the heat. But it's good to know it's cold up north, we'll have to prepare by getting some furs or something." He smile as he a serving girl came back. Azrukal would lean over giving the girl a playful pat on the rear as he took the tray of drinks from her while flashing her a quick smile and then over to Gen. "What about you? Where are you going Gen? Me and my friend is going further inland and you are assuming are far from the north so going out to sea?" 
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 05:01:37</strong>
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				The young man shrugged his shoulders as he glanced off to the side in thought. "I figured I have gotten this far I would just travel the coastline, see what there is in the villages. I heard there is some swords trainer down the tide a few days walk and perhaps get a chance to sharpen some skills. My family believes a person should learn as much about the world as they can. So here I am, able to do many different things pointlessly and getting a chance to see some stuff too." He chuckled lightly and looked at the two. <br><br>"What are you doing up north? Are you going to the highlands?" he asked them curiously, "The mountain ranges and what have you? Its not often others wish to travel there other then the flower festival. Haha, now that I think about it, I do not believe I have seen a drow there. Then again the festival is large, and across the entire mountain side. Ever heard of it before? My people grow a flower that only grows on this mountain and when it blooms for three days each year it causes woman and men to become...very fertile. So usually my people see those who are unable to have children, or perhaps for trade with other items." he had no idea if they even knew about the flying machines or not. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 05:10:18</strong>
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				"Again on the subject of swords" Azrukal thought to himself but never really said out out just smiled, nodded and drank the tankard of beer as he looked at Gen and laughed at the talk of the flower festival. The festival sounded something more closer to what the light elves would do, the light elves loved their flowers so the festival didn't surpise Azrukal, just the fact that humans were hosting it. The human's faith made the act of procreating seemed awful last Azrukal hear but that was sometime ago, who knows what this generation of humans believed in now. "That festival sounds absolutely fun, perhaps me and my friend Mimir here will stop by and check it out. We would like to see much of what his land has to offer after all."
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 05:23:36</strong>
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				"Well just be careful." The young man laughed. "The festival is meant to bring life to those who are unable to have any offspring, and unable to have children. Really the north itself is pretty free of magic, except for that one thing that has naturally always grown on that mountain. All through out the history of my people they have grown there." The man smiled brightly. He appeared rather pleasant and happy. He moved easily, and was clearly educated. It felt, easy to read actually. <br><br>The thieves were smart. So it was natural that they treat everyone with distrust. Gen already knew they were tricky people from having listened in on them. He was just interested in them, curious and was enjoying their company. He was still thinking of the item, but learning about them was fun to. "So a sailor and a drow heading out to the north? Any plans after that? Or just travel?" He shrugged. "I guess I would return home after my own venture."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 05:42:40</strong>
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				"Stuff will come to me, I'm sure the trip up north will good. There must be plenty see on the way there." Azrukal smiles looking at Gen. "I'm sure you spent a lot of your time up north, there is plenty to see beyond the sea here you know. Islands inhabited giant lizards. Islands of beast people. Of course there is the drow islands. Oh oh, there is also the island flames, fire beings live there though you know not much fun to be had there unless you want to see the fire beings." 
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 05:51:32</strong>
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				The young man chuckled. "No I believe i am good." he lifted his hand and pushed his hair from his face, along his brow was another symbol, a tattoo of white. Something that proved he was from the north. There were four races of humans who had markings on their foreheads, this was likely a tattoo, or would appear to someone who did not know. It was actually a birthmark given to those of one of the four element clans. <br><br>white for Wind, green for Earth, blue for Water, and red for Spirit. The clans nearly covered the corners of the planet. Its not like they were unknown, it was just that they were rare outside of their own territories. His fingers ran through his hair and he glanced at the elf once more. Another round came by and he showed them both how to play a game using coins and flipping them into the glass by using another coin to pinch and aim. The young man himself of course bet whoever lost would have to finish their drink and buy the next round. <br><br>He had said he was from the north, so it was now easy to see he told the truth about that. He told them about hot cocoa and how the mountain itself grew these trees. "There are pockets were villages have a heat in them. The sun remains on them from morning to night and the pocket maintains it. Once you make it to the village you are set. it is getting there thats the issue." he said in a drunken tone by this point. or at least sounding that way. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 06:44:46</strong>
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				Azrukal sat back listening exchanging stories with Gen. He listened about the cities in the north. Of course given his caution Azrukal paced himself as he drank while letting Gen fill up and begin to speak slurred. "What do you do here in the city Gen? I don't I ever Asked" Azrukal said as he looked at Mimir who got up and went to the counter to get more drinks for the three of them. Azrukal was beginning to test the waters of how drunk Gen was and see what he could tell him, for all Azrukal knew Gen could have been one of the people who might have known Azrukal from the messed up job at he Sapphire island and Azrukal wasn't quite ready to give up his loot, at least not before selling it off to a certain someone up north.
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 06:53:21</strong>
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				Gen smiled, and slurred, yes. He was feeling rather amazing. Yet, he was from a land of ice, and all they drank besides of course this cocoa he spoke of was alcohol, he grinned with a gleam to his drunken eye, he leaned on the table and wagged a finger at the drow. "I tol you aleedy, here for hiccup, swords training, up the..." He paused and blinked wide before he burped and then smacked his lips happily. <br><br>"Whas i sayying, oh oh oh, yes." He clapped his hands in thought before looking at the ceiling. "To get better wih my blade, I am trained in many weapons, and I am looking for something too... plants. I cnow, I cnow, its silly sounding." He waved a drunken hand in the air. "Its important." Each word said very carefully. Those golden eyes turning on the drow once again. "Ya know, you are rather pretty. Why is that? Like, girly pretty." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 07:11:55</strong>
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				Azrukal chuckled. "That's not what I asked, I mean what do you do to pay for room and board wherever it is you're staying to get your sword lessons?" Azrukal wasn't exactly drawn in by this young man Gen, Azrukal would much rather have the company of a woman for this night at least. Azukal snickered as they let him drink, more and more as Azrukal leaned over to whisper into Mimir's ear as Mimir nodded and got up and seemed to walk over to a storage room when he felt no one was looking and walked out with a new face and appearance. "Me pretty? Well, I tend to feel I look more handsome." Azrukal said as he flicked his silvery white hair to the side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 07:22:42</strong>
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				"Oh sure sure." Gen nodded his head and blinked as he looked around and saw that the other was gone. He licked his lips once more and shrugged. Looking back at Azrukal he tipped his head to the side. "Well I guess I should be heading back to my own room. As for how I pay? Interestingly random question that I am far from inclined to answer. Though I have been offered money a few times for my ass." He said laughing a bit and smacking his own before he sighed. <br><br>"Your friend is gone." His tone suddenly normal. "I take it you two are done playing with me then?" He asked the elf. "Shame too, I just remembered something." Gen slowly rose up. "I remembered were I have seen that sword before." Gracefully, he shifted the chair out of the way. Movements actually rather smooth for a drunk. He sat down next to Azrukal suddenly and pulled him closer. "You are not from that island either, but I am sure you passed it on your way in. It is none of my concern of course, but you should be careful. That is rather priceless... and someone will want your head for it." Gen had an arm around the thief holding him rather close and looking into his eyes. He gave a smirk, the movement was rather dominating and forceful. Not threatening in a fight sort of way either. No Gen was not the sort who was usually into men. Yet, toying with this stranger was fun in a small way. He let him go. Gen smelt like... all the things he spoke of. Of hot iron from a forge, like the cool wind of the north, like flowers and furs. Like sweet cocoa and spices. The tankered on his breath was not the scent one usually gains, but sweeter. He smirked a bit. <br><br>"Also don't worry." He shifted to get up and move away. "I am not interested in turning you in. After all its just a fake right?" The man yawned a bit before throwing some coins on the table. "You will not survive making it to the north. The mountains are dangerous, and you can only reach them if you have enough money." <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>25-10-2016, 17:26:53</strong>
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				Azrukal grinned looking at the man and his sudden slap at his ass, Azrukal was tempted by this young man but carrying such a valuable prize currently resting on his lap he had to pass though the notion of a quickie in the back alley did cross his mind. Azrukal tilted his head and twirled a lock of that silver hair in his dark, obsidian finger. "I'll pass on the ass but I do have to say you have some pretty lips." He grinned seeing the man stand so suddenly and soberly. "My friend does as he pleases, he knows we hit the road first thing tomorrow." He was taken by surprise when Gen sat besides him and pulled him in so close and so forcefully, Azrukal reacted by grabbing the hilt of the blade but not much else. He listened to him talk and stared into his eyes with his ruby colored eyes. "Well of course you seen the sword before, this is but a replica and the original was on the other island. My father's father visited the island after all, loved the original sword so much he had a replica made." Still convinced on staying with the lie, even if he felt this young man know what the blade was he didn't need to have more not-so-bright eavesdroppers thinking Azrukal and Mimir were as easy payday. "Well, unless the mainland had driders, scorpion men or other horrific hybrid insect people. I think me and my travling companion can handle some bears and wolves." Azrukal chuckled as he looked at Gen a long moment. "So, you wanna use that mouth of your or can lure a sweet young lady this way?" Azrukal whispered huskily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-10-2016, 03:46:30</strong>
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				<br>The young man chuckled. "How about this, I leave you enough to buy the rest of your drinks. You come find me when you fail getting to the mountains. I am telling you, its expensive. Not everyone can afford to get to those pockets I told you about. Outside of them is nothing but ice storms." He chuckled a bit before he moved away. "I am sure you know how to score your own girl, you are pretty enough." Gen had given his warning on both things and that was about the most he could do for these two. Why he was helping? He had no idea, he had a feeling. <br><br>The elf was well spoken, and his face game? Familiar too. Oh yes Gen himself had graced masters of lies before. Those well versed in the words spoken between words. The young Air kingdom man was not stupid in the least, but he enjoyed perhaps being treated as if he were. The elf would know the game was up, Gen had no personal interest in the sword really. Though the jewels in it alone would fetch a fair price in his own lands. Go figure that the elf would be going there. Yet with out the ability to get through the ports themselves? The elf would find himself unable to do so. <br><br>He was worried about wild life, but it was not that one had to worry about. It was the winds, the wild, whipping unpredictable winds that brought rain, ice, snow, and hail. It was dangerous to travel. Gen knew it better than most, it was why he did what he did for a living before coming to the low lands to travel and train. He did not lie about the sword trainer. He actually had been very honest throughout the entire conversation. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Misadventures of Azrukal the lecherous thieving dark elf (Tignny x NYCRPer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NYCRoleplayer</strong> on <strong>29-10-2016, 17:57:06</strong>
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				Azrukal never said they were going to the mountains, never really said they had a final destination anywhere just that they were going far north, Azrukal thought to himself. It seems this boy was trying to subliminally put ideas in his head. Azrukal of course had his own plan and intentions, they do plan to meet the buyer for the sword at a quaint little roadside bordello in the woods just a week's ride before even arriving to the mountain path. Carrying a sword like this around was drawing some attention here in the city and Azrukal didn't want to stir things up at least not until he planned for the next big score of his. "Well, that is rather kind of you Gen thank you. I'll keep that in mind as we go norther." He would go back to drinking and some time later, Azrukal would get a room for himself and Mimir. Typically the two would only have to pay for one room for the night and Mimir would turn into a soft fuzzy creature to sleep on the ground. Mimir's shapeshifting was made up entirely of what his imagination can produce, he could create entirely new faces and bodies for himself, just impersonating an already existing person can cause for him to lose a piece his original form, most shifters tended to give up the form they originally were to live as anything anyone, Mimir prefered to keep his birth form intact. The form Mimir took to sleep in that night was an albino goat with a dragon's tail and wings as his hooves clacked at the ground and looked at Azrukal who took a pillow case and began wrapping up his sword in it. "What are you doing?" Azrukal looked at Mimir. "We are sneaking out the window and leaving. One person already made us, I suspect Gen knows what this sword is and who it belongs to. We're going to the edge of town and get a couple of horses and ride out of here to the bordello. Our buyer should be there already, we get the gold and we can figure our next moves from there in the arms of some lovely girls." Azrukal said so sure of himself as Mimir changed back to his original form and went over to the window as he then took on the form of a rather large gorilla with ram horns and tail. "Gen seemed kind of nice but I don't want to take the risk of losing our score so easily, especially all of those who died for our escape."&nbsp; Azrukal said as he climbed onto Mimir's back as Mimir began effortlessly climbing up down into the alley bellow and would change form to his original form again and Azrukal and Mimir began running off towards the stables and getting a horse to begin their ride off into the night. The sword wrapped up and hidden and Mimir taking the form of a massive direwolf.
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