Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)
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				Title: <strong>Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>27-12-2009, 18:06:44</strong>
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				A light rain has just expired on the husk of Rekkenmark; having failed at washing away the oil-slick of corruption that coats the city's underbelly.&nbsp; Past swollen gutter-streams and drooping awnings, black on black on gray in the sultry night of the city, Ithi'Ka cuts a silent path, a traversing shadow in a city of shadows.&nbsp; She is as precise and efficient here as in the sprawling knots of jungle she knew as a girl, as comfortable in the city's schizophrenic corridors as in the full-flowering madness of Xen'drik's consumed terrain.<br><br>At one turn, a huddled mass of thugs is splitting open the canvas side of a stolen satchel with thick-knotted half-orc hands, cursing in hushed Common at the meager take for the night.&nbsp; They don't notice her when she skirts the pool of their torchlight on the flagstones, nor does a cadre of rats the size of raccoons as they scrap over the remnants of a canine carcass a few alleys up.&nbsp; Here a woman weeps, intoxicated on potent liquor and alien drug-tar, her mournful keening flexing through fevered pitches.&nbsp; There, a vagrant-- a wraith-like human made of bone and grime-- haunts his way through the alleys, spared from harassment by the virtue of his poverty.&nbsp; This is the barrens; this is the span of city where none can thrive for long, and Ithi'Ka slinks through it unseen.<br><br>Soon, lanterns appear more frequently, and the smell of rot, burnt wood, and stale water is muted, subdued by more encouraging smells of sourmash cooking, industrial smoke-- signs of life.&nbsp; Here and there are raucous voices, cacophonous conversations in tongues Ithi'Ka does not comprehend.&nbsp; &nbsp;Underneath one window, where lace curtains shimmy out from the small slat in the summer breeze and candlelight filtered through red glass gleams invitingly, the muffled sounds of lovemaking can be heard over the spittering patter of water from a broken downspout.&nbsp; Behind a barricaded, abandoned guardhouse, a handful of dwarves-- brothers, perhaps-- are squaring off in an alley with a pair of genassi-blooded thugs, discussing trade rights in a tone not unlike typical dwarven business-- which is to say partially restrained hostility mingled with bawdy humor.&nbsp; <br><br>It's down this path that she has chosen to proceed.&nbsp; Here, where her keenly dark-attuned eyes pick out shapes of lurkers and streetwalkers, lingering monsters and whispering revenants that wander from shack to shack, tower to tower-- among the crumbling masonry and wicked-strutting spires of iron and brass-- the warrens of need, the chambers of lust.&nbsp; The red-light district.&nbsp; Merchants' wagons careen by to escape recognition, pimpts lurk with greatclubs and pouches full of god-knows-what.&nbsp; The smell of burning intoxicants, tinged with magic and malice, creep with her down dark alleys, cling to her darker cloak.&nbsp; The shadowy enchantment of her armor wisps behind her like a trail of black fog, and she emerges, intentionally, into a pool of crystal-shed red-light at the front door of a "tavern" she knows well.&nbsp; Its proprietor, Ithi'Ka's contact and ally among thieves, has taken great pains to secure this foothold in the shifting sands of power.&nbsp; With so many desperate souls in Rekkenmark, there is no short supply for what her fence sells, be it items of special properties or bodies of special appeal.&nbsp; <br><br>Ithi'Ka allows the security guard-- more frightening than any bull-nosed pimp with a waraxe, this warden stands with empty hands folded neatly into the insides of a gray, shapeless cloak, his eyes invisible in the shadows of his hood where the red light cannot bleed in.&nbsp; Ithi'Ka doesn't want to surprise <i>him</i> unless there's no choice, because doing so would result in one of them meeting death, in all probability.<br><br>The suffuse glow of red light reads to that soldier her properties, her artillery.&nbsp; That she carries magic, and blades, and deaths cling to her like briarthorns after the woods.&nbsp; The enchantment of it carries this information inside as well, to the guard's honcho, who watches unimpressed, and will decide her entry or banishment.<br><br>She's been here before, but... there's no way to be sure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 01:45:06</strong>
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				The door guard, a lithe half elf, dark cloaked and dark eyed, whispers a few words even Ithi'ka's keen ears can't pick out.&nbsp; As she waits, she faintly hears the reply, the whispered, but jaunty tone of the owner of this place.&nbsp; Nightshade's Romp, it is called, and it is Lady Nightshade's voice whispering to the guard.&nbsp; Ithi'ka hears her own name mentioned, in a humorous, questioning tone.&nbsp; The guard looks sullen, but finally nods to the Drow, stepping just enough away from the door to permit her to pass.&nbsp; The door clicks open a trifle as he steps to one side.&nbsp; Inside, she knows, more guards await her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 02:26:57</strong>
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				Making no aggressive moves, and keeping her posture loose, Ithi'Ka glances back in acknowledgment of the guard, but makes no attempt at a greeting.&nbsp; What could she hope for at a place like this-- get on the bouncers' good side?&nbsp; Doing so would be risky-- create personal connections that might be exploited, risk sharing information about her patterns and the details of her job for the Karnathi?&nbsp; No.&nbsp; The lean-bodied elf gets a nod and a tensing of the mouth that hints at a smile, but does not concede one.<br><br>Easing the door open with her shoulder, Ithi'Ka enters the choke-point of an arched alabaster corridor, where there waits more security.&nbsp; Probably a ballroom's entrance at some time before the war... the building was once the estate home of a land baron, host to grand galas and political dinners... now dilapidated, the friezes cracking, the oil-painted nudes defiled by age to more lurid, earthly shades.&nbsp; There's more probing red light, washing the subtler shades of her coal-ash skin away and making her look like a painting in blood and oil.&nbsp; More scrutiny, lifted, pierced eyebrows at the massive, hook-horn bow on her back, at the blade at her side, but no more spoken questions-- only stares, whispers-- and she's finally admitted to the shadow-cast room.&nbsp; Her eyes are well suited to the caliginous ambiance, but those lurking within have seen less light than she of late.<br><br>Beyond, a grand room waits... couches, a small stage, well-sculpted barstools support well-sculpted men in silks and linens, and long-legged tables support long-legged women equally scanty in their attire.&nbsp; The air is fetid with aromas-- essential oils, herbal smoke, distilled spirits and lilacs.&nbsp; Eyes flick over the Drow, but she makes no effort to slide from their sight.&nbsp; Some stare in curiosity... too bad <i>she's</i> not on the menu.&nbsp; Some are wary, for though her hands carry only poise, she is clearly here for some business other than pleasure.&nbsp; Thrumming tones resonate from a trio of musicians at the stage, unlike any music she's heard in even this liberal quarter.&nbsp; The melody is on some reed-pipes, their high notes serpentine in complexity like lizard song, played by a turbaned gnome of braided beard.&nbsp; Rhythm is kept a set of deep-noted, drum-heads and tiny cymbals, struck as part of a dance-like spinning and contorting by an androgynous gnome wearing only a linen loincloth.&nbsp; The vocals are warbling, fluctuating-- reminiscent of the notes she's heard in prayer in some countries, a female halfling with silver hoops at her ears and nostrils sings words in the Talenta tongue that are haunting in their peculiarity.<br><br>A solitary figure beside the bar-- a human, his figure like some black Adonis-- lurks with his arms folded impatiently, head cast down.&nbsp; She knows he's reading her, knows he's studying her and has been since she entered his block.&nbsp; His casual deference at her approach masks the readiness of his body-- hardened, disciplined, but natural.&nbsp; "Hawk," she says softly in greeting.&nbsp; She doesn't stare, she looks instead at the blue hurricane-glass candle that illuminates his face in silhouette.&nbsp; In her periphery, she sees his brown mouth curl up to a smile in the flickering light.&nbsp; "Is the Lady in?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 02:49:22</strong>
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				Hawk nods, slow and casually, as if indifferent.&nbsp; "Sure.&nbsp; Said you were comin, too.&nbsp; She'll be down in a few minutes." His eyes, faintly glowing to Ithi'ka's drowish sight, never linger on hers, save for the moment he smiles at her.&nbsp; His smile seems friendly, companionable, and warm almost, but Ithi'ka remembers the stories.&nbsp; This man isn't just Lady Nightshade's younger Brother.&nbsp; He's a leg breaker, an enforcer for hire, one with a deadly reputation.<br><br>Ithi'ka's glance around the room contains no immediate surprises.&nbsp; Two new factors have been added, one of the small stages has a new act, a sexy little Whisper Gnome is surrounded by several members of the city watch.&nbsp; She seems to be doing a joke routine, as the men sitting around her can hardly keep from laughter.&nbsp; In the center of the lounge, a lovely golden and silver statue of a nude elven woman stands... it is also new.&nbsp; (Spot check for more information.)
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				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 19:36:17</strong>
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				Ithi'Ka is thankful to avoid the gaze of the watchmen for the time being, though more of a habitual secrecy than immediate necessity.&nbsp; She checks their faces for familiarity, considers their demeanors, all as if she were an automation.&nbsp; She admires the Whisper Gnome for a moment, covertly appreciative of her social form and charm-- two things Ithi'Ka does not possess-- and subtly enjoying the shape of the lithe slip of a thing... well-proportioned and graceful, the comedienne is hard not to enjoy looking upon, even if Ithi'Ka fails to grasp much of the humor.<br><br>Tipping her head to one side, she takes a moment to study the new statue.&nbsp; Certainly not the kind of thing Ithi'Ka has ever had an eye for, the Drow can still distinguish fine art from fluff art.&nbsp; In this case, however, it's more the subject that interests her.&nbsp; Surely some well-financed, well-built girl from the coast, or maybe a well-proportioned half-elf posed for this one.&nbsp; Less likely, it was some mythic figure of the old race.&nbsp; Either way... that's one thing she enjoyed here.&nbsp; The scenery.<br><br>Aside from the statue, which she had no qualms about ogling, there was the proprietor, the staff... for the most part, she was indifferent.&nbsp; But sometimes, when she became familiar with a lovely man or woman and that person proved exceptional-- deserving of respect-- she came to regard any opportunity to study them to be an enjoyable diversion.&nbsp; Even an exciting one.<br><br>Idle chatter didn't go over well among these professionals, but Ithi'Ka thought on Hawk for a moment, not making eye contact, and let slip one of her rare instances of conversational verbiage.&nbsp; "The statue, it is classy," she says, not making eye contact.&nbsp; "Your business does well, I see."&nbsp; Professional enough.&nbsp; She reviews the details, studies the crowd and glances, once more, over at Hawk to see if he's appreciative of her attempt at socialization.<br><br>I would take 10 on the spot, if applicable, result: 20.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 20:50:06</strong>
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				((Your spot tells you two things.&nbsp; There is a tenseness about the staff, though the other patrons seem to be missing it.&nbsp; They are glancing at each other, and the watchmen, some look nervous.&nbsp; The other thing Ithi'ka notices, is the 'statue's silver areas seem instead to be Mythral... and that the 'statue's joints seem to be articulated subtlety.&nbsp; It's eyes also, though an ebony hue, seem to contain an inner light.))<br><br>The Gnome seems to notice Ithi'ka's appreciation, and gives her an immodest leer of a look back in response.&nbsp; Her act seems to wrap up as several of the men are demanding her to 'prove it!'&nbsp; This she apparently does with a grin, bringing out a small wand from somewhere about her tight dress, and shrinks the leader of the group down to her size.&nbsp; The man gets several laughs at his astonished reaction, but seems after a moment's thought to be quite pleased, as he and the Gnome head up the rear spiral staircase.&nbsp; <br><br>Hawk grins at Ithi'ka's comment about the statue, and you are certain he's noticed your attention on the Gnome.&nbsp; He responds to Ithi'ka's comment.&nbsp; "Classy?&nbsp; I think so.&nbsp; She stood in the a man's collection for over a decade, before strangling him with her bare hands and walking out.&nbsp; Classy."<br><br>As he speaks, Ithi'ka senses a slight shift in the room's tension.&nbsp; As she turns to see the reason, she notices Lady Nightshade descending the staircase.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 23:19:19</strong>
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				Ithi'Ka tilts her face in a reptilian gesture of study as she looks upon the elegant creation mid-room.&nbsp; She studies the joints now-- yes, incredible work... but is it a golem?&nbsp; She curses herself silently, as she has every day, for not having learned more before being severed from her mentor.&nbsp; She shoves aside the thought before it teases memories from her mind, and opts not to stare upon it any longer, should it stare back-- much like the things in her heart.<br><br>"Well, at least 'she' was... <i>decisive</i>."&nbsp; she says softly, the last word precise and practiced.&nbsp; It's a word she enjoys, for it translates so well into her native tongue, even sounding a little like a Drow word.&nbsp; She then notices the sudden uniformity of attentions as so many eyes snap to Nighshade.&nbsp; Ithi'Ka finds herself looking as well, but she checks herself carefully and looks back to Hawk.&nbsp; Of course, working here, the human must be firmly inured to patrons, like Ithi'Ka, eyeing his half-sister of elven blood-- though no one would dare be brazen, or rude, about it.&nbsp; No... that would be suicidal. Nightshade owns this piece of the district; everyone else was just an interloper or a guest.<br><br>Intending to remain on the 'guest' list, Ithi'Ka leans back to rest her ass against the bar's base, the serpent-scaled hide protecting her comfortably while clinging like a wet sheen of black.&nbsp; Her silvery eyes flicker out and back to life as she blinks slowly, watching the woman's descent with casual deference masking her piqued entrance.&nbsp; For the Drow, seeing Lady Nightshade enter a room was one of the most profound secret joys of their professional relationship.&nbsp; She wants to ask about the electrified tension in the air, but bites her tongue.&nbsp; Perhaps it's because Nightshade is on edge, and her tension has spread among her warders and servants like some queen bee's pheromones, stirring them to madness with a waft of her breath, readying them to draw blood with but a brush of her long, brown hand. 
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				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 23:46:33</strong>
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				Lady Nightshade crosses the room smoothly, moving slowly, casually greeting customers like old friends, smiling at her staff, nodding occasionally at a word or joke, then passing on.&nbsp; She reaches the bar next to Ithi'ka as if it is a coincidence.&nbsp; She smiles warmly at Hawk, and says, softly, as if to him, "Looking dashing as ever my dear Ithi'ka.&nbsp; And new toys?&nbsp; But you really should relax some.&nbsp; Armor hardly becomes your delicate features.&nbsp; I've said before, I've gowns enough to set off those lovely eyes of yours, and to show off that amazing figure."<br><br>Hawk grins broadly in response to this, and responds. "I think she's more a business before pleasure kinda woman.&nbsp; Like me, sis."<br><br>Nightshade nods slowly.&nbsp; "Yes.&nbsp; And she has business with me.&nbsp; Hawk, escort her upstairs, to the crystal room.&nbsp; I'll join you shortly." Nightshade turns and walks away then, apparently attracted by a customer's wave.<br><br>Hawk puts out his arm in a mock gentlemanly gesture.&nbsp; "This way, darlin."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 00:35:10</strong>
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				Ithi'Ka doesn't respond outwardly except to smile faintly, demurring with a subtle inclination of her head.&nbsp; Cerebrally, she knows the woman's charms.&nbsp; She knows that Nightshade can spin hearts like plates, keep them aloft for days, weeks, years... until she's ready to let them drop.&nbsp; But the niceties aren't necessary, nor advantageous, when dealing with a cutthroat Drow from the Karnathi military 'deniable operations' division.. so Ithi'Ka appreciates them all the more.&nbsp; She keeps her dusk-dark face still, her silvery eyes impassive as the gold and mithril construct in the midst of the room, but inside the shell of black scales and steel, a small part of her turns to water... warm water... and begins to seep throughout her core, making her feel the frivolous, dangerous <i>desires</i> she keeps at bay with a soldier's vigilance.<br><br>She betrays her self-consciousness with the most subtle of hip shifts, a twitch at one corner of her ash-colored lips.&nbsp; Her gaze creeps up alongside where she stands, taking in Hawk's features, feeling a little sting of-- what, pride?-- at his utter professionalism, his lack of corroboration of Nightshade's flattery.&nbsp; Resetting her mouth to a dry, stony smirk, she nods politely to the madame.&nbsp; "It is good to see you again..."&nbsp; When Nightshade flutters away, Ithi'Ka looks at Hawk's offered arm and, hesitantly, accepts.&nbsp; The gesture is as alien to her as most <i>societal</i> customs, thought she manages to execute it with a meager degree of self-respect intact.&nbsp; She finds its... well, more enjoyable than she'd have expected, but less enjoyable than if there hadn't been so many about to see.&nbsp; Luckily, most were enthralled with their hostess' appearance as she swept through the entertainment parlor with the casual grandeur of a dancer on stage.<br><br>One last glimpse of the exquisite, murderous construct, one more glance at the watchmen, and they've receded into the recesses of the bordello upstairs, where panels of velvet and glimmering, indigo tiles line the way that so many have trodden with youth's inexperienced anxiety, with degraded shame, with cold empty resignation, or drunk with amorous passions and needs that cloud reality.&nbsp; Ithi'Ka finds her hand itching for her bow, but somehow, in the myriad of colored lights and the pools of welcoming darkness, she feels shameless.&nbsp; "The construct," she says softly, fighting back the reeling of reality that hems at her.&nbsp; "Is she alive, or merely... automated?"&nbsp; She says discretely, adding her outsider tinge to each vowel of the word.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 01:31:16</strong>
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				Hawk smiles his enigmatic best, and whispers in her ear, as if speaking to a lover, "That one?&nbsp; Sis says she's an old Prototype Warforged... some old war hawk wanted something with a 'Psychological' edge to it.&nbsp; I think the old bastards were just horny, not seeing another flesh and blood for months at a time locked up in their creation laboratories.&nbsp; Anyway, she's really old.&nbsp; Been passing as a statue in this rich man's house for the last 10 years or so, since she never activated when ordered, apparently.&nbsp; The guy was a regular... bit of a slime really, but well heeled, and the 'statue' was in his will.&nbsp; Hey found him dead in his study, strangled from behind about a month back, and Sis took possesion of her.&nbsp; Two weeks of hanging out in the lobby must have given the thing a favorable impression, cause it ups and talks to Nightshade when the customers aren't around.&nbsp; Nightshade asked it if it wanted a job other than decoration, and put it on the payroll when it agreed to help out in a lounge emergency."<br><br>In this time, Hawk has lead her up the spiral stairs, along a long line of 'function' rooms, some obviously in use from the faint sounds within, and through a back panel of the hall into a second, hidden staircase, and the building's third floor.&nbsp; This floor looses the somewhat cheap extravagance of the last two floors, for a more comfortable feel.&nbsp; Brighter lights hurt the Drow's eyes a bit, and a plush blue rug lines the floor, the walls subtle wood shades.&nbsp; Hawk's street accent has drifted away as he talks, making he sound almost professorial for a few moments, but he drops back into persona as they approach a steel door.&nbsp; "Here ya are.&nbsp; And here's sis ta chat.". Lady Nightshade rounds the end of the corner coming the opposite direction.&nbsp; Removing an ornate key from her belt, Nightshade smiles at Ithi'ka, her eyes playful. <br><br>"Come into my parlor?" She grins.&nbsp; "Though am I the spider, or the fly?" Hawk let's go of Ithi'ka's arm as Nightshade opens the steel door carefully, moving into a dimly lit room beyond.&nbsp; As Ithi'ka turns to Hawk, he's already gone, his footsteps unheard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 22:56:30</strong>
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				Ithi'Ka smirks at Hawk's explanation of the Warforged... mostly out of an attempt to conceal her general wariness of constructs, but partly because the notion was just so far-fetched-- yet, when Nightshade was involved?&nbsp; Not impossible.&nbsp; But whether due to a general distrust of living machines, such as her teammate Mark IV, or of machines in general, the Drow finds it hard to force the smile to her lips.&nbsp; Mark, for instance, had come to embody everything she knew to fear in machines; how can you trust a machine?&nbsp; More so even than living bodies, whose madness and animal impulses can be so revolting, a machine can act with so little regard, so much efficiency for cruelty...<br><br><i>Even slay hundreds through simple sabotage?</i><br><br>The piercing light isn't overwhelming, but it is noticeable.&nbsp; When she turns her head to survey the room, if she crosses a well-lit patch, she sees trails from it, and she finds the radiance uncomfortable.&nbsp; Not wanting to appear ungrateful, she leaves her sundark goggles dangling around her neck, the flexible strap half-hidden by her thick, white hair at the nape of her neck.&nbsp; She blinks a bit more than normal, keeps her eyes half-lidded like some stoned neophyte.&nbsp; "I would hesitate to ask what qualifies as a, 'lounge emergency'," she adds with her best pronunciation, giving the half-elf a sidelong smirk that nearly causes her to wince when her gaze inadvertently meets a glimmering hall lantern.&nbsp; <br><br>Covering her surprise with a soft clearing of the throat, and with slightly bleary vision she catches sight of Nightshade's approach.&nbsp; She blinks her gleaming, silver eyes once, slowly, and tenses her stomach, draws back her shoulders slightly.&nbsp; <i>I am Drow, I am Proud, I am unaffected,</i> she recites in her mind, the mantra that her mentor had driven into her for those moments where pride must outweigh affectations... childbirth, a first venom tattoo, public punishment... self-consciousness of personal attractions that threaten to erode professionalism...<br><br>Lacking the social knowledge to recognize the verse Nightshade speaks, Ithi'Ka still manages to grasp the basic meaning of predatory reference, even if the thought of a parlor for a spider seems a bit ludicrous.&nbsp; Her lips, now that she can smell the perfume on Nightshade's creamed-coffee skin, feel heavy as she stirs them to speak-- then are left hanging open soundless when she sees that Hawk has left.&nbsp; She dips her head, showing more of her cowl of thick, alabaster hair to the half-elf, then lifts her ash-colored face to regard her form.&nbsp; "This is your home, Lady Nightshade.&nbsp; I only hope I would make unsatisfactory meal."<br><br>She finds the muted lighting within to be quite the relief , and immediately her keen eyes begin picking apart the room-- more by habit than anything else, as she walks within.&nbsp; Under the viridian and ebony scales of her protective shell, the rakish Drow's body moves with deliberate, sensual grace-- betraying no fear, no overt submission.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>30-12-2009, 04:48:08</strong>
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				The room's appearance shows it's function.&nbsp; It's filled with crystals, and mirrors of various shades and sizes.&nbsp; Its steel walls and bare stone floor make it look more like a safe than parlor, though a fine oak table and several well cushioned chairs sit in the center of the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;The only light comes from the center of the table, where a young human woman of very generous girth is watching a scene of delight in a crystal ball some 20 inches across, and apparently taking quick notes in short hand.&nbsp; She looks up as Lady Nightshade and Ithi'ka enter, and smiles a contented smile at her employer.&nbsp; "No alarms tonight, boss." She says, and frowns suddenly.&nbsp; "Not like last night."<br><br>Nightshade nods, and walks over to the young woman, placing a kind hand on her shoulder.&nbsp; "It's not your fault, Mary.&nbsp; You couldn't have predicted what happened, and I certainly had no worries about it."<br><br>The young woman's smile returns somewhat diminished, and she nods.&nbsp; "If you say so."<br><br>Lady Nightshade takes a seat, and motions for Ithi'ka to do so as well.&nbsp; "I know why you're here, my <br>dear." She addresses Ithi'ka quietly.&nbsp; "You've something for me to sell for you.&nbsp; I'd be glad to do so, of course, but I brought you here first.&nbsp; You see, I've a bit of a problem... one I hope you can solve for me."&nbsp; <br><br>She guestures around the room.&nbsp; "This is the crystal room.&nbsp; Most of these are fakes of course, though all have a magical aura.&nbsp; The others are mostly Clairvoyance and Clairaudiance crystals, linked to my staff rooms.&nbsp; I show you this to explain what I need to show you.&nbsp; You see, last night, a man was murdered in one of our staff rooms here."<br><br>She frowns.&nbsp; "We only monitor the staff rooms if we have reason to believe there's a chance of danger, and the man who was killed was a staff member of the Military Intelegence unit near here."<br><br>((Nightshade is not aware of Ithi'ka's own employment with the military, for obvious reasons.))<br><br>This man usually asks for one of our two changlings on staff... he's got a hate on against his C.O. apparently, and he comes here to let off some steam on a harmless replica.&nbsp; He pays... or paid well, and never left more than bruises, so the staff member was happy enough to get his money... something of a masochistic personality."<br><br>Nightshade sighs then, the most human she's acted so far.&nbsp; "Last night should have been no different.&nbsp; He came same time as usual in the month, and my girl... Her name is June." She says suddenly.<br><br>"June met him in the lobby, and they headed straight upstairs."<br><br>Nightshade looks pained.&nbsp; "I should have suspected something was going on then, as June likes to hang around the parlor with her guests for a while, catch Talia's act, get a drink or two.&nbsp; But I figured at the time that he must have been in a really bad mood, and June didn't want him acting it out downstairs."<br><br>"Next thing I know, this morning when Robin... he's our maid." Nightshade explains with another sigh.&nbsp; "When Robin came screaming downstairs that there was a dead man in the 'dungeon' room upstairs.&nbsp; And of course it happens on a morning when one of the watch is in for a chat."<br><br>She looks grim.&nbsp; "I've managed to stall a full investigation so far.&nbsp; Talia's been keeping them laughing for hours.&nbsp; But sooner or later their going to remember their jobs, and ask to know WHO the body upstairs is, and who killed him."<br><br>She looks straight at Ithi'ka then.&nbsp; "I know you have the skills to help me. I need the killer before the watch asks me for them.&nbsp; It was a changling, of that I'm sure.&nbsp; But I'd swear it wasn't June.&nbsp; It doesn't help that June's been missing since I saw her going up the stairs last night." <br><br>Lady Nightshade looks at Ithi'ka. "This is the situation.&nbsp; If I don't hand the watch a killer, one they can test under a detect lies globe, or one they can ask questions of his delayed spirit, I'm going to be shut down. The sergeant who runs this part of the City Watch has been looking for a reason to shut me down for months now, and he won't miss this chance.&nbsp; A full investigation here would ruin me, and he knows it, but I've got enough powerful clients that so far, he's been unable to get a request for such an investigation through channels.&nbsp; But with a murder of a Military Officer?&nbsp; He'll get his investigation.&nbsp; I think we can keep things quiet for another 24 hours... but after that, if we haven't got our killer, I may as well close down, and save him the trouble."<br><br>She sighs.&nbsp; "I hadn't time to find a good investigator that's not connected to the watch somehow." Suddenly she grins.&nbsp; "And then you walked in.&nbsp; Can you help me?&nbsp; Believe me when I say, I can make it worth your time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>31-12-2009, 23:24:03</strong>
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				Ithi'Ka feels her heart sink as Nightshade lets her intentions bleed through... self-preservation.&nbsp; Of course... why else?&nbsp; She folds her arms over her small breasts, the gesture sending off a puff of illusory shadow like a momentary clound of dust.&nbsp; She swallows the slight wound to her ego, reminding herself that it was business that brought her here, business that armored her and whetted her hand-weapon, business that fed her and business that gave her a nice, clean, dark haven to crawl into and lie, prostrate among velvet and leather and orchids. to stare at the wall in reverie while the noonday raged outside.&nbsp; Likewise, Nightshade's and Hawk's business may dabble in the realm's of others' pleasure, but their own pleasures would most likely not be that 'business. '&nbsp; Silly preoccupations... silly affections, desires that could be easily sated with chemicals and stimulation, or preferably muted with self-discipline... she was only an organic beast after all.<br><br>She smiles a wry smile, bitterly amused at the last sentences as they fall from Nightshade's lips.&nbsp; "Yes, those government dogs can be messy."&nbsp; Her smile fades slightly, embers weakening where there is no air to sustain them.&nbsp; "Of course, I will help you, Lady Nightshade."&nbsp; Tipping her ashen face, she shrugs toward the door.&nbsp; "Take me to the body, please.&nbsp; No one has moved it, correct?"&nbsp; She glances back at Mary, reading her for any reaction to Ithi'Ka's presence... anyone involved, or not, is suspect.&nbsp; <br><br>"I need to know things, forgive me."&nbsp; She slings her bow higher onto her shoulder and lets Nightshade lead the way.&nbsp; "Please watch all the rooms, Mary, even if there is no reason to suspect odd behavior."&nbsp; She smiles very subtly, as if she possesses a degree of professionalism that allows these slight concessions of codiality. <br><br>She asks her questions subtly en route, insistent and casual at once, her clipped accent sapping each word of familiarity and replacing it with import, as if each word was a construction of high-gravity syllables and madly-strung chains.&nbsp; <br><br>(For brevity, these questions will be listed below; Ithi'Ka will follow natural conversational queues to draw out more details. before moving from one to the other, except if she feels a need to 'steer' the questioned)<br><br>"Does June live here?&nbsp; Where?&nbsp; I'll need to see her room, her things.&nbsp; How was she acting that night, before they went upstairs?"<br>"Is Hawk's accent real, or an affectation of his career?"<br>"Has anyone new showed up recently to hang out, paid to watch, or not taken 'company' after a lot of visits?"<br>"Who is the other Changeling on your staff?"<br>"Can I speak to Robin?&nbsp; Did he say anything else about the condition of the room?"<br>"What's the officer's name?"&nbsp; (Does Ithi'Ka know anything of him?&nbsp; Any chance it's Saithe he's got the 'hate-on' for? Just curious.... )
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>01-01-2010, 04:24:30</strong>
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				Mary nods, smiling a happy to please smile of real contentment. "I'll do my best, miss Ithi."<br><br>Lady Nightshade asks.&nbsp; "Would you like to speak with the dead man?&nbsp; That might answer many of your questions.&nbsp; I do happen to have a scroll of Speak with Dead handy." She motions to a bone scroll case, embossed with necromantic runes. "I had this brought as soon as possible, but I haven't had the chance to use it yet."<br><br>She takes Ithi'ka's questions seriously, but pauses mid stream, sensing something ((of course her sense motive is quite high.)) needs to be addressed.&nbsp; "My dear, this is bad timing.&nbsp; I wanted to greet you properly the next time you arrived, and all I can do is beg a favor instead." She places a slender hand on Ithi'ka's arm, looks at her steadily.&nbsp; "Consider what it takes for me to trust anyone this much.&nbsp; I consider this act of yours the act of a friend... and I won't soon forget it."<br><br>Her answers to the questions: "Yes, all the staff lives here, on the third floor in fact."&nbsp; <br><br>"Her room?&nbsp; Of course, I'll show you."<br><br>"Actually, I've been thinking about it.&nbsp; She'd gone out that afternoon, and when she returned, she didn't speak long to anyone, just stayed in the Lobby, as if waiting for someone.&nbsp; At the time I thought something might be on her mind, but I don't generally pry, unless I think it's company business."<br><br>She laughs, a real, deep throat chuckle. "Hawk?&nbsp; Hawk is as real as he wants to be.&nbsp; He speaks several languages, with or without accent, depending on his mood or the situation."<br><br>She frowns in thought.&nbsp; "I haven't had any new staff in about 6 months.&nbsp; That was June actually... she came off the streets.&nbsp; I took her in as a favor to a friend.&nbsp; It took her a little while to learn our ways, but she was eager to learn, once she believed we weren't lying to her.&nbsp; We often have new patrons stop in.&nbsp; Each has a recomendation from a regular patron, and some just come to enjoy the atmosphere, so yes, a few new people just 'watching' as it were.&nbsp; I can get you a list, if you like."<br><br>"Robin?&nbsp; Certainly.&nbsp; He's actually one of our richest patrons.&nbsp; Mistress Kathia's favorite 'pet'.&nbsp; She's got him in the most ridiculous maid outfit this year, and I think he puts up a fuss sometimes so he'll be 'punished'."<br><br>"His name was Liutenant Rothe Fairchilde." (Ithi'ka has heard the name, but he works for Saithe as a paperpusher (company clerk), so they don't run in the same circle.&nbsp; Nightshade does not recognize Saithe's name, but instantly recognizes the description.) "That's her!&nbsp; Zombie arm woman with no manners?"<br><br>"What would you like to see first?&nbsp; The scene of the crime, to 'question' your first witnesses, or June's room up here?"<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-01-2010, 02:48:38</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=56331.msg2595514#msg2595514">Quote from: Tagan on 01-01-2010, 04:24:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Consider what it takes for me to trust anyone this much.&nbsp; I consider this act of yours the act of a friend... and I won't soon forget it."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The Drow's silver eyes flicker, downcast in her keen iron face, then rise to meet the half-elf's brown eyes, to study her elegant features.&nbsp; "Of course... I help my friends."&nbsp; Rapidly masking her emotions, she gestures to the scrollcase, nodding in endorsement. "Very handy... as always, you read the future in your efficiency."&nbsp; She smiles, the gesture faint and casual before she returns to the matter at hand.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=56331.msg2595514#msg2595514">Quote from: Tagan on 01-01-2010, 04:24:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Actually, I've been thinking about it.&nbsp; She'd gone out that afternoon, and when she returned, she didn't speak long to anyone, just stayed in the Lobby, as if waiting for someone.&nbsp; At the time I thought something might be on her mind, but I don't generally pry, unless I think it's company business."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Walking still, she nods, studies the rugs, walls, the faces of anyone they might happen nearby, but expects little there-- not yet.&nbsp; "Best to start in her room after one first step... but very soon.&nbsp; If possible, we must learn her destination that afternoon.&nbsp; If she was intercepted somewhere, she may be captive, or dead... an assassin in her place."&nbsp; She shrugs subtly.&nbsp; "The dead man first, of course.&nbsp; He may have some insight."&nbsp; Ithi'Ka stretches her neck as she walks... how sad to think that she, too, would die someday in this country, where death is mere impediment to the industrial progress the state could exert on one's body and soul.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=56331.msg2595514#msg2595514">Quote from: Tagan on 01-01-2010, 04:24:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"His name was Liutenant Rothe Fairchilde." (Ithi'ka has heard the name, but he works for Saithe as a paperpusher (company clerk), so they don't run in the same circle.&nbsp; Nightshade does not recognize Saithe's name, but instantly recognizes the description.) "That's her!&nbsp; Zombie arm woman with no manners?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Ithi'Ka contains her smile... strange, that a woman of that caliber of authority couldn't keep a paper-pusher from venting his sexual aggressions to her image.&nbsp; And what a freakish combination... of course, Ithi'Ka had considered the Major's authority to be something of a stimulus herself, despite the revulsion-- or, perhaps, because of the revulsion she felt... <br><br>She pushes the thoughts away.&nbsp; "The body, we summon him now."&nbsp; She exhales sharply, steadying herself.&nbsp; "We can afford to overlook nothing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-01-2010, 04:03:36</strong>
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				Lady Nightshade leads Ithi'ka back downstairs again, to the second floor.&nbsp; There she heads toward a room near the stairs.&nbsp; As they approach, a leather and chain clad Halfling emerges from the door of room they are approaching.&nbsp; She's carrying a whip on her belt, and has a very strong look to her, though her size makes it harder to take seriously.&nbsp; She speaks to Lady Nightshade as you approach.&nbsp; "My little Robin is inside.&nbsp; He knows not to touch anything, but you said not to leave to room unattended, and I have a client."<br><br>Nightshade nods, speaking to the halfling quite respectfully.&nbsp; "Thank you, Mistress Kathia.&nbsp; That's fine."<br><br>Mistress Kathia appraises Ithi'ka for a long moment, then nods very slightly, and walks towards the spiral stairs down.<br><br>The room Ithi'ka then follows Lady Nightshade into then appears to be a fairly typical torture chamber.&nbsp; Only an expert would know that this chamber was designed to leave no lasting damage on it's 'victims'.&nbsp; An older looking human, short, slightly potbellied, and balding, and wearing a very short skirted maid's uniform is the only occupant.&nbsp; Other than the body laid across the floor next to the 'rack'.&nbsp; It's wearing the uniform, and insignia of a Lieutenant in the army.&nbsp; It lies on it's back, and the face, though purpled, is recognizable.&nbsp; Ithi'ka recognizes the man, faintly, having seen him deliver documents to Saithe occasionally.<br><br>The 'maid' looks uncomfortable, and is glancing around the room at anything EXCEPT the body.&nbsp; He looks relieved to see Lady Nightshade there, though the sight of Ithi'ka behind the lady makes him start.&nbsp; He suddenly looks very nervous again.<br><br>Nightshade says.&nbsp; "You can say, Robin.&nbsp; We'll need to ask you some questions in a minute." She hen turns to Ithi'ka.&nbsp; "Be careful what questions you ask.&nbsp; We can only ask him three... and once we do so, it will prevent him from being questioned again for at least a week. I've only seen this done once before, but on that occasion, the corpse wasn't very helpful, giving brief, and somewhat repetitive answers.&nbsp; So phase your questions carefully."<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-01-2010, 23:33:25</strong>
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				Ithi’Ka enters slowly, surveying the room with probing eyes.&nbsp; She meets Robin’s gaze momentarily, hardly noticing the flare of annoyance she instinctively felt at the reaction her people received.&nbsp; And from a man with preoccupations—occupations, even—like Robin?&nbsp; One would expect some civility.&nbsp; Savages, freaks, murderers and thieves—was that all that even these cosmopolitan Rekkenmares could see in her?&nbsp; And here, among chains, a rack, flails?&nbsp; All of this was intended to frighten those who’d never suffered real torture into believing their experience to be dangerous—all of it, from the chipped-plaster walls to the façade of flagstones, designed to stimulate and satisfy that dark need without letting it grow too powerful… <br><br>No, Ithi’Ka had seen the real thing.&nbsp; She’d walked ancient chambers where her ancestors served the Titans as slaves; their bodies, their pain, their pleasures and their magic were property, commodity, amusement...&nbsp; She’d seen the remnants of clanmates after fire giants flayed him alive—not for information, but for amusement.&nbsp; She had suffered the anguish of the scorpion’s venom as part of her rite of passage, had walked the jungle naked, sweating blood until her body stabilized the tattoo’s poison and left her back a saturnine and ebony testimony to her will to live.&nbsp; She had stood in chambers a mile underground, where the gods of her forebears were slain.<br><br>This room amused her.&nbsp; Perhaps its play might even stimulate that aching thirst she never seemed to quell, perhaps for a time?&nbsp; But it would sicken her, too, to know how shallow her needs had become.<br><br>“Robin,” she asks flatly, her black-cloaked body wraith-like as she straddles the dead Lieutenant.&nbsp; She crouches, her leather-clad body hovering over the uniform-clad corpse, wraith-like and intimate like a lover back from the dead.&nbsp; “Robin, I want you to tell me everything that you recall, from what you were doing before you find this man, until you report it.”&nbsp; She doesn’t look up at the man, who wears little more than lingerie, though she clearly is not repulsed by him.&nbsp; “Close your eyes, remember it.&nbsp; Tell me everything, even what you think is not significant.”<br><br>As she speaks, she peels back the dead man’s eyelids to study his pupils and retinas.&nbsp; She lifts back his swollen lips with her slick-leathered fingers so she can study his tongue.&nbsp; She looks around the room for sign of struggle, for any scrap or thread that does not belong.<br><br>(spot 23, search 21, sense motive 9… evidently, she relies more on evidence than motive or personal insight gained through suspects.&nbsp; That might be a problem.&nbsp; Also has feat: Track.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 02:53:28</strong>
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				Robin hesitates, a moment, but at a nod from Lady Nightshade, he explains.&nbsp; "yes, Mistress?"<br><br>"Ithi'ka" Nightshade supplies, succinctly<br><br>"Yes, Mistress Ithi'ka.&nbsp; I was working in Mistress Kathia's Dungeon... cleaning, and restocking it as ordered, and then I moved into this one... it's our general Dungeon.&nbsp; Of course I immediately noticed the dead man on the floor.&nbsp; I stopped for a moment, just to be certain, then I suppose I paniced somewhat... I ran downstairs to find help... I must have shooted something about the dead man, then I think I may have fainted."<br><br>He sounds flustered but he continues.&nbsp; "When I woke, I was being given a drink, and I went home for a few hours.&nbsp; When I returned an hour ago, Mistress Kathia... well, she told me I was to watch the room here, to make certain no one entered except her or Lady Nightshade.&nbsp; No one has."<br><br>His light voice sounds eager to please, if a little whiny.<br><br>As she listens, Ithi'ka looks carefully around the room.&nbsp; There isn't much.&nbsp; The room seems nearly unused recently.&nbsp; The only thing that seems out of place is the body itself.&nbsp; It shows the real anomaly.&nbsp; The man appears to have had his neck broken... by a pair of extremely strong hands.&nbsp; The fingers have left an impression, and though the grip seems to be small, they've left groves in his flesh.&nbsp; It reminds Ithi'ka of something.&nbsp; ((Knowledge Religion or Planes check, with a bonus +5 from her background.))<br><br>Finally, as she examines the rest of the man's body, she finds a small scrap of cloth, torn off in the mans hand.&nbsp; It's a bit of lace, black in color.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 06:47:26</strong>
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				Nodding subtly, but not taking her eyes from her work, Ithi'Ka speaks softly.&nbsp; "It's not unusual to panic..." she looks up at him, studying the lace pattern on his maid's outfit.&nbsp; Not that she'd suspect him, really, but the shred might be from anything.&nbsp; Furniture, curtains, but most likely dresses or lingerie... perhaps a clue to the killer's outfit.&nbsp; If he came straight in, there's little chance he'd have encountered it elsewhere.&nbsp; <br><br>Sensing this to be her most valuable clue so far, she opens one of her empty vials-- the ones she stores for opportune collection of venom, rare bloods-- and tucks the fabric inside, replacing the stopper deftly-- she memorizes it, the texture, the weave.&nbsp; Too little to build a picture, yet.&nbsp; <br><br>Splaying her own hands, the Drow gently places her fingers along the bruises, measuring them.&nbsp; "Lady Nightshade, can you tell me more about June?&nbsp; When she came up here, what form was she in?&nbsp; Human-shaped, elven, undead..?"<br><br>(knowledge isn't great in religion or planes, sadly.&nbsp; But I'll put in an action point to give a chance ;D<br>1d20+6=15+5=20)<br><br>"Let's get the scroll prepared... I'm almost ready.&nbsp; Will you read it, or shall I?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 15:53:09</strong>
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				The lace on Robin's costume is white, and unbroken.<br><br>As Ithi'ka studies the bruises, a memory drifts up, but is lost.&nbsp; Still, something about the damage indicates supernatural strength, magic was at work here beyond a Changling's minor power of shifting.<br><br>Lady Nightshade pulls the scroll from it's tube, and reads it slowly and carefully.&nbsp; There is a power to her voice, and a perfectly even caidence Ithi'ka has never heard.&nbsp; But then the Corpse's mouth opens slightly, and Lady Nightshade whispers. "Ask your questions."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 00:37:16</strong>
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				Ithi’Ka fumbles for the memory, her thin white eyebrows furrowing, then curses her truncated studies… hoping that the memory will return, she makes a mental note to research it, if need be.&nbsp; She rubs her temples to steady herself, watching Lady Nightshade from the corner of her eye, and then closes her own lids as if to shut out all but the dead man’s last moments, as she looms over his now parting, cold lips like a girl over a blossoming flower.&nbsp; She knows not if he can see her, or if his spirit would recognize her.&nbsp; But if compelled, he must speak regardless… she only hopes that he wants his killer to be caught.<br><br>She begins,&nbsp; “What are all the secrets you know, or enemies you have, that might make someone wish you dead?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 02:49:55</strong>
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				The body's dead lips part, and harsh, croaking words come out.&nbsp; There is no tone or inflection, no emotion whatsoever to the words.&nbsp; "I know no dangerous secrets.&nbsp; I know of no one who wishes me dead."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 06:36:43</strong>
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				Ithi'Ka taps her fingers against her cheek, watching the dead mouth speak.&nbsp; "What creature was it that killed you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 16:23:15</strong>
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				The body answers.&nbsp; "I do not know what it was.&nbsp; When it had it's hands around my throat, it's arms turned a purplish color, and it said in a male voice, 'Sorry, nothing personal.'&nbsp; Then it's eyes glowed purple.&nbsp; Then I died."<br><br>The corpse falls silent, but something has sparked a memory.&nbsp; A Young Bargest perhaps?&nbsp; Some Bargest's shapechanging abilites were more advanced than others.&nbsp; But if so, why did it not eat the man?<br><br>((I'm using a variant Bargest rule, where Bargests raised on the prime material can take on different shapes than Goblins and Wolves... it's canon if you read Salvatore.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 23:47:25</strong>
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				She knows she has one more question before the spell fades, and she hates to keep a corpse waiting, but for the moment, she stands, walks apace, and shakes her head... it seems that a homicidal Barghest would never have been so careful in stalking its prey, and to have earned the ire of one would probably spawn some recognition. <br><br>Although the answer seems obvious enough, she decides not to waste her third question by abandoning the opportunity.&nbsp; "This lace in your hand... where did you get it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 01:06:19</strong>
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				There is no inflection to the rasping voice as it answers.&nbsp; "I do not know.&nbsp; I had no lace in my hand before I died."<br><br>Lady Nightshade looks startled, and comes over quickly.&nbsp; "Lace?&nbsp; What kind of Lace?"<br><br>((The Lace was a small piece, and well concealed by his hand before Ithi'ka discovered it.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 04:17:24</strong>
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				Ithi'Ka slides her gaze from the dead man's face up to meet Lady Nightshade's gaze.&nbsp; She scrutinizes the woman's expressions, then lifts the scrap of black lace.&nbsp; It is invisible against her leather armor before she twists her hand, flourishes it free.&nbsp; The scrap of black fabric rests in her gray palm.<br><br>Her mind works at the puzzle like a persistent bird, pecking at angles, testing eaves for entrance, as she waits for Lady Nightshade's response.&nbsp; She holds her tongue about the cause, lets the Madame make her own conclusions for now... is it a message of personal import, or a memento... perhaps offering a key to motive?&nbsp; Was it an intentional distraction, to throw them off course?&nbsp; Or is it a breadcrumb to lead them into waiting jaws?<br><br>"It is familiar somehow?" she asks softly, allowing Nightshade the moment to study the tatted scrap.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 05:42:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In answer, Nightshade frowns, then pulls at the neckline of her revealing gown, to show the top of an undergarment lined with the same material.<br><br>Her frown is thoughtful.&nbsp; "All my favorite pieces are lined with that fabric.&nbsp; It's been a favorite choice for years, but these days, only a few select clients might know that.&nbsp; Or of course, one of my ex-employers."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 06:19:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka watches coolly as Lady Nightshade bares her undergarment, any notion of eroticism sapped from the gesture.&nbsp; "You are certain that it is the same, then?"&nbsp; She frowns subtly, eyeing the dead man.&nbsp; "So, it is a message.&nbsp; Then this one was killed to create an inconvenience for you, perhaps."&nbsp; Tilting her face to the side, she waits for more.&nbsp; "Did any of them wish you harm, or believe you had wronged them?"&nbsp; She shrugs toward the door.&nbsp; "We should check, see if anything is missing from your things. Also, we must check June's quarters... she may still be alive."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 17:11:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lady Nightshade nods slowly, and then suddenly says, "Robin, go find Mistress Kathia.&nbsp; &nbsp;Tell her she can come and guard this dungeon again for me."<br><br>Robin shuffles out, and Nightshade waits untill she can't hear his high heels in the hallway.&nbsp; "This is a rough business, and I've made enemies rising as high as I did, as fast as I did.&nbsp; I thought I had the important ones either bought off, or cowed, but I may be wrong.&nbsp; She looks both thoughtful and disturbed.&nbsp; "So, you think perhaps one of my old employers, or rivals hired someone to kill this man, just to hurt me?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 21:45:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka tilts her face to study Nightshade's expressions, which are elegant even when unprepared.&nbsp; "That is certainly possible, Lady Nightshade."&nbsp; The drow places the ball of her thumb on her lower lip in an absent gesture, stares off to one side of the room before she re-seats her goggles over her eyes.&nbsp; "Someone who values human life so little as to do this, but values you enough not to kill you outright.&nbsp; It is a powerful message, if delivered correctly..." she gives a wry, cold smile, "... but, will not seem so funny to them when we find them."<br><br>They continue toward June's quarters, unless Nightshade is certain she has a suspect.&nbsp; "Anyone who works with goblinoids, or barghests, in particular..?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-01-2010, 03:52:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Barghests?" Nightshade asks, curiously.&nbsp; "You think it was a Barghest then?"<br><br>She muses.&nbsp; "Hmm... and they accuse ME of making bargins with Demons."<br><br>Looking back to Ithi'ka, she shrugs.&nbsp; "Some who work with Goblinoids... at least somewhat, as the city has few such.&nbsp; But no one admits to working with Demons.&nbsp; It might make sense however."<br><br>She pauses.&nbsp; "Only two people outside this place know what I'm about to tell you, and only 8 people here.&nbsp; I do in fact have a bargin with a Demon."<br><br>She pauses, watching Ithi'ka's face carefully.&nbsp; "Not the sort of soul for evil bargin you might imagine either, more of a mutual protection pact.&nbsp; The demon herself is not a regular... that is too say, she's a rogue from her people.&nbsp; Her power was was enabled me to break away from my former life and start this place."<br><br>She frowns.&nbsp; "I've been giving the prostitutes around here a point wage and decent conditions for a few years now.&nbsp; I've been expanding my business all that time, and one of my rivals could have set this all up to get me out of his way.&nbsp; But only two people know about my unusual abilities, my old pimp, Roland, and Magus Ton." <br><br>At Ithi'ka's glance she explains. "Magus is the head of the largest local Prostitution ring here in town.&nbsp; He also has some bookies and dealers working for him.&nbsp; I hear he's starting to expand into the countryside, since I've curtailed his expanding any more in town."<br><br>((I may have gone on past the point where Ithi'ka would have stopped Nightshade to ask a question or make some other remark. I'll backtrack to that point if you'd prefer, but I thought I'd skip ahead to some of the more useful information.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-01-2010, 21:32:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka listens and frowns subtly.&nbsp; She does not interrupt the half-elven woman, and instead listens with cautious apprehension for any detail.&nbsp; She sighs softly, then returns to studying their path through the shameless decor and gratuity of the chambers.&nbsp; She watches Nightshade, as if she might be browsing a menu of responses one might have to a friend's diabolical dealings.&nbsp; Should she show disgust, distrust?&nbsp; Should she take this as an opportunity to make a similar contact, to capitalize?&nbsp; All of these responses would be utter charade.&nbsp; She cannot feel sorry or jealous or afraid at this, and responds honestly, "Your former life must have been very unpleasant," she says with something like tenderness.&nbsp; "I do not blame you."<br><br>They continue to walk, without her making so much as a comment further.&nbsp; Her silence is natural; Nightshade may as well have spoken her secret to a shadow on the wall.&nbsp; "Is Roland capable of this kind of planning?&nbsp; And would he have held such a deep grudge?&nbsp; Because of what you have said, this Magus... he sounds ambitious, competent enough to expand, and greedy.&nbsp; Possibly..."&nbsp; she wants to say megalomaniac.&nbsp; She liked that word in common, but she fears she'll say it incorrectly.&nbsp; "... possibly his power has gone to his head.<br><br>"We check June's quarters," she says softly, "then pay him a visit."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 01:42:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nightshade sighs.&nbsp; "Roland?&nbsp; He's a dangerous man.&nbsp; He cntrols a large number of the town's streetwalkers.&nbsp; He's always looking for more power, and an alliance with Barghests would certainly be that... though how he'd keep it fed?" She shudders.&nbsp; "Magus may have more power, and more intelegence, but he's got far less reason to hate me specifically."<br><br>She leads the way to June's room, once again headed to the third floor.&nbsp; You enter a very comfortable, if small apartment, furnished in a mix of tasteful colors, and fairly cheap though gaudy baubles.&nbsp; There are 2 rooms, a main room with some sitting and talking places, and a bedroom beyond a curtain.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>12-01-2010, 00:30:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka shoots a sidelong glance at Nightshade... she'd hoped they might have narrowed the field, but clearly more work lies ahead.&nbsp; Neither of the men seems to bear any particular value Nightshade... certainly, Ithi'Ka knows that to remove such major players in any power structure, from national borders to turf lines, causes fallout.&nbsp; <br><br>If Nightshade fell, her house would be in ruin, her workers made desperate to survive.&nbsp; For Roland's girls, in the event of his untimely absence, it would be worse; they'd be free-marked property.&nbsp; But Magus?&nbsp; If Nightshade's estimate of his power holds true, it would be an underworld free-for-all that would paint the stormdrains red.<br><br>Maybe that wouldn't be so bad after all... <br><br>Ithi'Ka recalled the heady, stupified glares of the musk-seepign guardsmen downstairs, their stupified eyes as vacant as their slackened jaws.&nbsp; She thinks on the stiffening corpse of the major's clerk, who must have flogged-- and been flogged-- to relieve the tension of his loins and the angst in his heart.&nbsp; She considers the night-wails and croakings of the city, the darkness she's come to call home-- the jungle of stone and the plague of parasitic apes that inhabit it with their ledgers, their bottles, their straw-mats and toxic smoke-- and people, people... everywhere, and for what?&nbsp; To devote their youth, their flesh, their minds and souls to some imbecile's promise of redemption, then to be extinguished like candles in the black tide's foamy spray?&nbsp; The best of them-- human, elf, goblin-- how many would die?<br><br>Would Nightshade? Ithi'Ka studies the half-elf's exquisite face, the splendid curve of her mouth and the regal carriage of her head.&nbsp; Then she turns to the curtain, the obscured part of the room-- what waits behind the veil?&nbsp; This life is distraction... she will blame Roland, frame him if need be, to give the watch a head to split in retribution, a body to batter upon the on the cobblestones in the name of their pride and superiority.&nbsp; Then she will find the truth of who has murdered the dead clerk, and it will matter only to Nightshade.&nbsp; <br><br>All this death, so easy and cold, proves that inevitable decay-- the looming servant named loss-- will claim even the most lovely of forms, will swallow every feeling into its dark endless belly, will make every page crumble to dust and every tongue mute.&nbsp; <br><br>The drow's black-gloved hands close on the curtain of some girl.&nbsp; Some poor changeling whore, in the girl's abandoned room, where she might have had dreams, or hopes, or thoughts.&nbsp; Ithi'Ka draws back that thin fabric on its soft-whispering hooks and smiles-- this is all that we truly can know.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>12-01-2010, 00:53:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The bedroom is much more cluttered than the outer room, cheap knicknacks, boxes, wrappers and some faintly glowing gems, (fake of course) and necklaces hang from and sit in many corners.<br><br>The room is not well kept, decidedly disordered.&nbsp; The bed appears unmade, and possibly unslept in, for there is no trace of a person's weight on it now.&nbsp; The closet, half full of bizarre fashions, is much the same condition as the rest of the room, save it's disorder is even worse, in that some items seem to have been hurriedly tugged at, and have fallen to the floor.<br>((Search check, modifiers given for WHAT you search for.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 13:13:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rolled 1d20+12=30 (checking for a) signs of struggle (has track), b) letters or diary, c) concealable points of the room where an assailant might hide.&nbsp; Other than that? Anything out of the ordinary... trying to determine what the room was ransacked for.<br>Ithi'Ka notes the mess... it appears to be signs of rough search or a fight, at least superficially, so she studies it, holds her longknife's grip like some totemic artifact, some prayer stick.&nbsp; She moves carefully, studies each place her feet will land, and tries to sort the chaotic mess of the room's remnants into a rendition of what has transpired.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 16:50:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((Well, with a search check like that, you'll hardly need the bonus!))<br><br>Ithi'ka soon realizes that the disaray is more a natural state than someone else's search attempt.&nbsp; Her search tells her more in the items she does NOT find.&nbsp; Most personal hygine items are missing, and only cheap female clothing, either out of fashion or damaged have been left in the closet, which has been recently ransacked, but for the nicer female clothing.&nbsp; All the closet's male items have been left behind.&nbsp; The few items of real jewlery Nightshade tells Ithi'ka that June owned, are also missing, though the room was not ransaked for them.&nbsp; Someone who knew their hidning place has taken them carefully, leaving several fairly convincing fakes behind. Finally, the dust next to a nearly empty (though pretty) perfume bottle convinces Ithi'ka that an identical bottle was removed from that spot only a few hours ago.&nbsp; <br><br>((I'm going to jump ahead with Nightshade's answers to a few obvious questions.))<br><br>Nightshade nods.&nbsp; "Yes, June did prefer being female... even when the client was a semi-violent one, like our dead officer."<br><br>"Oh?&nbsp; That terrible perfume?&nbsp; June loved it, but I had to ask her to not wear it durring business hours.&nbsp; It was too strong." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 20:19:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka frowns at the mess.&nbsp; Maybe she'd been wrong to assume the girl was not involved.&nbsp; Maybe she was wrong in assuming the girl's tertiary role to the attack, or maybe June isn't really June at all... she wrings one hand free from its glove, then lifts the stopper gently from the bottle on the vanity.&nbsp; She holds it in her slender, ashen fingers, wafting it a few inches from her face, careful not to let the oil touch her skin-- she needs to know the scent, not wear it.&nbsp; <br><br>She dabs a scrap of one of the cheaper, softer garments along the rim, then stuffs it into a sealable potion vial, sealing it tightly.&nbsp; She then replaces the bottle's decorative stopper, moving quickly now, as she half-closes her eyes and searches for any notes of the scent she might identify-- knowing nothing of perfume, she pretends that it is animal musk... she won't identify it, surely, but hopefully she'll recognize it if she encounters it again.<br><br>"We need all females present-- anyone close to June's size, that is-- accounted for.&nbsp; She was here not long ago, and may be impersonating another.&nbsp; Do you recall any women leaving alone in the past few hours..?&nbsp; Client, or one of your girls?&nbsp; Maybe for an errand?"&nbsp; She replaces her glove and leaves the room, fanning her face to clear any remnant scent from the original sample of perfume.&nbsp; "We must check the women here, also.&nbsp; Could your... ah... associate-- the one with whom you have a bargain-- have any insight?"&nbsp; She tests the air here in the hall.&nbsp; She makes a swift path for the Crystal Room, where she will inquire with Mary about any well-dressed women leaving, or hanging about, anyone leaving with baskets or trunks or the like...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>14-01-2010, 02:52:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The scent is actually quite strong, floral, but not particularily distinctive to Ithi'ka.<br><br>Lady Nightshade frowns in thought.&nbsp; "I don't make a habit of regulating the comings and goings of my staff.&nbsp; Customers aren't generally welcome on the third floor, unless they are a friend of one of my employees.&nbsp; I'm sure several of my staff have visited this hall in the last few hours, but if June was impersonating one, I have no idea how I'd find out quickly." <br><br>She looks thoughtful at the next question.&nbsp; "My contact, as you put it, had no answers when I asked her last night.&nbsp; Perhaps she may now.&nbsp; Would you like me to ask?&nbsp; I think I should tell her what's happened anyway... as I know she's laying low from other demons."<br><br>You are standing at the door to the Crystal room, and Nightshade says, "Shall I go inform my 'contact' of this while you ask Mary your questions?" she smiles at the way you both are referring to her demonic ally.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>15-01-2010, 00:59:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka nods curtly, trying to hide her vexation.&nbsp; "Sure.&nbsp; Go to your contact," she says softly.&nbsp; Her gaze slinks back up to meet Nightshade's, for the moment reflecting a hint of concern.&nbsp; She doesn't like feeling this way.&nbsp; <br><br>She enters the Crystal room then and, if she finds everything in order, moves close enough to look over Mary's shoulder.&nbsp; "Mary, I have questions for you please..."<br><br>She works toward the questsions, being insistent, but not menacing, and being very careful for replies...<br><br>"Anyone in June's room lately?"<br>"Any women in fine dress, customers or otherwise, leaving in the past few hours?"<br>"Other customers than the watchmen at the moment?"<br>"Anyone with luggage?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>15-01-2010, 06:11:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mary is careful to answer the questions as best as she can.&nbsp; Sadly, she has few answers.<br><br>"Most of these Crystals are locked on the usage rooms, the parlor, and a few special people.&nbsp; We don't monitor the staff's appartments."<br><br>"A few.&nbsp; Things have been slow today, with the watch downstairs... their making our other guests nervous.&nbsp; But&nbsp; Lady Damrymple came and went a few hours back, with a few friends."<br><br>"Yes, there are a few men in the lounge now.&nbsp; Several of the girls are entertaining them.&nbsp; We have 4 upstairs in the useage rooms."<br><br>"No customers or staff with Luggage." Mary concentrates, trying to remember something.&nbsp; "The cleaning staff left about 2 hours ago, most of them had laundry bags."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>15-01-2010, 20:38:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening with th save reptilian stare she has for most things, living or otherwise, Ithi'Ka nods and forces a semblance of a smile-- something that resembles post-mortem rigor-- onto her mouth.&nbsp; "Thank you Mary.&nbsp; Who is this, ah, Lady Dam-im... the Lady?"<br><br>(Potential lead-questions for brevity) <br>-Is she a regular?<br>-Were she or any of her 'friends' acting strangely?<br><br>Arms folded over her breasts, she drums her arm with the worn tips of her black-gloved fingers.&nbsp; If the killer, or the changeling-- if they're not the same person-- managed to get out with the laundry, then there's no chance of catching them.<br><br>Ithi'Ka decides that she absolutely, without a doubt, hates changelings.&nbsp; It is too easy for them... too simple to become something else, someone else, to disappear and reappear.&nbsp; Ithi'Ka herself merits stealth and cunning to be among the highest artforms, but a mercuric being of no set form drains the art of its difficulty, its perfection.&nbsp; Could anything so devoid of a set identity possibly have a conscience, or honor?&nbsp; Why would that be necessary, when one can simply stretch one's features-- pretty one's self up so easily... like Sam.&nbsp; They could have anything, or anyone (her mind drifts toward Kasumi, and for a moment she wonders... the thought evaporates like smoke). <br><br>"Look in on everyone, please.&nbsp; In the rooms, whatever they are doing matters not."&nbsp; She stretches her neck, giving a soft pop, and studies Mary.&nbsp; She fights a twinge of remorse.&nbsp; She'd assumed that the girl would be inured to all she saw in this room, but perhaps that is not fair... "If that does not offend you, of course.&nbsp; But please tell me if anyone acts strangely."&nbsp; She turns for the door, paces and waits for the report.&nbsp; <br><br>Once Nightshade's back, she'll consider what the half-elf madame has to share.&nbsp; She is preparing to set after Roland, and is considering the possibilities... whoever did this has a Barghest at their beck and call... would it really be wise for her to move on them?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>16-01-2010, 15:10:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, the Lady Damrymple?&nbsp; She's a minor noble, with a long purse.&nbsp; She came here looking to catch her husband in the act, and was so caught up in the party in the parlor, that she ended up upstairs herself.&nbsp; These days, she brings society friends by to shock and amuse them."<br><br>Brief Answers. "Yes, she's a regular."<br>"She certainly seemed to be acting normally.&nbsp; Her friends?&nbsp; Usually they are fairly quiet, agreeing with Lady Damrymple or just nodding."<br><br>Mary nods at the request, not seeming to mind it, and starts pulling down Crystals, methodically looking in each for a minute, then replacing it with another.&nbsp; She has not reported anything out of the ordinary when Lady Nightshade enters the room.<br><br>She smiles at seeing Ithi'ka , but shakes her head.&nbsp; "She does not think that this creature has anything to do with her.&nbsp; She advises though, that is sounds like a Barghest whelp, since she doubts a greater Barghest would ally itself with Humans. To find this one, she advises, find out who has the bodies.... the missing ones.&nbsp; If it's working with someone, that person will have to supply it with victims."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>16-01-2010, 17:17:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka leans against the table where Mary is combing through crystals, watching the woman with curiosity, studying her demeanor.&nbsp; How is it that we grow so used to such things... even this woman who, unless appearances deceive, is still young in years, if not in mind?&nbsp; "It is perhaps best, in most cases, to protect customers from embarrassment, but this event makes that moot.&nbsp; I apologize."&nbsp; Ithi'ka tilts her face in regard of the woman again, wondering what she sees.&nbsp; "The Lady, Dam-rim-pal?"&nbsp; She tries not to be embarrassed at her awkwardness in the phrasing, and leaves it behind.&nbsp; "What does she come in for so regularly?&nbsp; Exotic requests, side work, just the shows?&nbsp; And is she a noble?&nbsp; With whom is she aligned?"<br><br>At Nightshade's entrance, Ithi'ka scrutinizes her features for any hint of a lead.&nbsp; She listens, nods in comprehension.&nbsp; "This sounds like quite the challenge, to keep such company."&nbsp; She watches Mary again, hoping for any other information, but partly because she's afraid to look at Nightshade, for fear the intuitive half-elf might know Ithi'ka's heart in a moment.&nbsp; She isn't sure just how long it's been since she set foot in the door of Lady Nightshade's brothel this evening, but she hopes that she's not too late.&nbsp; She would risk very, very much if she informed Saithe of her investigations.&nbsp; Most likely, the Major would care less about the clerk than the upcoming mission, and she'd have Nightshade shut down within the day.<br><br>That, and she's begun a rather surreal fantasy in her mind... one that gives her a moment of renewed energy.&nbsp; Fantasy's of Nightshade's affections and her form have been superseded by the vivid imaginings of standing over a dead pimp.&nbsp; Roland, perhaps Magus... she has imagined them up faces, and screams, and very vivid deaths.&nbsp; It doesn't really matter which is responsible for this.&nbsp; They both wish Nightshade harm, so they'll both die.&nbsp; Hopefully, one of them will be guilty for the crime, but she'll be sure that the watch are tipped off to one of them as the perpetrator of the crime.&nbsp; <br><br>One of them may not be the actual criminal, but they'll buy time.&nbsp; "I have an idea to keep the watch off of you, Nightshade.&nbsp; For now, your girls will wear these men out, but soon others will arrive, and I do not think that even your best girls can... incapacitate them all.&nbsp; Please tell me where I can find Roland, or his people.&nbsp; I have no other contacts in this quarter of the city."&nbsp; She rubs her jaw.&nbsp; "And Magus too."<br><br>She turns back to Mary, hoping for any last-minute information, then glances back to Nightshade.&nbsp; Her mind momentarily wanders... imagines what Nightshade must have been like then, when she was young and innocent, to have grown to a woman of this beauty.&nbsp; And what happened?&nbsp; Roland.&nbsp; Things went so badly she had to make a pact with a demon to get free.<br><br>That dark, malicious little beast in Ithi'Ka's heart was going to enjoy killing Roland.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>16-01-2010, 20:42:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((I modified the earlier post to include this:<br>"Oh, the Lady Damrymple?&nbsp; She's a minor noble, with a long purse.&nbsp; She came here looking to catch her husband in the act, and was so caught up in the party in the parlor, that she ended up upstairs herself.&nbsp; These days, she brings society friends by to shock and amuse them."))<br><br>Nightshade nods, and says.&nbsp; "Roland can be found around the district, keeping tabs on his 'merchandise.'&nbsp; I can have Hawk point him out for you if you like.&nbsp; Magus?&nbsp; He lives in the posh section of town.&nbsp; He's got guards around him always, and he pays the watch a tidy sum... so be careful.&nbsp; Here's his address."&nbsp; <br><br>She gives Ithi'ka a slip of parchment, shining slightly with mage script.&nbsp; "Say your name to erase this."&nbsp; It gives instructions to Magus's house, plus the location of a secret back door, and the password to the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 01:10:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka notes all this information, scribing it to her mind through repetition and association.&nbsp; "It is not possible that the guard will continue to overlook this act," she says softly.&nbsp; "I think we move the body to the alley, while the guard it occupied.&nbsp; We take some key items from the body-- uniform pieces, valuables that point to the clerk.&nbsp; Then we move the body-- have you a better place, one that might not implicate you?&nbsp; I make sure the items can be found later, damnable for others..."&nbsp; With a soft sigh, she lifts her face to study the taller half-elf's features, to enjoy them for a moment before she must think about no more than hunting and killing.&nbsp; "I need a sap, and a potion of Bull's Strength, if you have them please."<br><br>She pockets the script and prepares to set off.&nbsp; "We could use Hawk's help with moving the body."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 02:26:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nightshade frowns a bit.&nbsp; "I think I can see what you're planning, but the back way is watched, and the officers downstairs know someone has died.&nbsp; Where do we get a body for them if they ask to see it?"&nbsp; She then snaps her fingers.&nbsp; "Well, I know how we can get the body out at least.&nbsp; Mary?"<br><br>Mary looks up.&nbsp; "Yes?"&nbsp; Then seeing the look in Nightshade's eyes, she blanches.&nbsp; "Oh dear.&nbsp; Do I have too?"<br><br>Nightshade nods.&nbsp; "If we are to move the body, they will expect the back way.&nbsp; Taking it out the front is the only solution."<br><br>Mary sighs.&nbsp; "If you really need me too..."<br><br>Lady Nightshade turns to Ithi'ka.&nbsp; "Alright, we can move the body... I don't have the potion, but Mary can handle that part...&nbsp; She can animate the corpse, and we can cloak it, have him walk right downstairs and outside.&nbsp; Where do you want to take it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 16:13:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka's brow furrows until the explanation... Nightshade's rationale for magic exceeds her own, that is certain.&nbsp; "This is fine.&nbsp; If he can walk into an open sewer grate across town, then you shall have a good excuse not to answer.&nbsp; As far as the guardsmen-- They are already distracted, they do not know it is one of the military's own, do they?"&nbsp; She shrugs, gestures with her head toward the entrance, one stray lock of white hair falling across her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>"If this is so, then how would they know that one of the entertainers has not become... hysterical over a drug overdose, or made a mistake over an incapacitated drunk who wandered into the wrong room when looking for his trousers?&nbsp; We just give them a customer who is too tipsy to remember much, and I give him headache.&nbsp; It is much, much easier than to kill someone else, and we keep Robin out of sight, give him... ah.... counseling, help him recover.&nbsp; I have some heartflow, if it helps with either situation."<br><br>The glimmer in Ithi'Ka's eyes is persistently growing, and from her movements it's clear that she's growing anxious.&nbsp; "We move fast, and your industrial--"&nbsp; she catches herself, corrects herself, not even noticing the strange humor of her slip, "--your industri<em>ous</em> Whisper Gnome may still be able to walk from entertaining the guardsmen."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 18:47:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lady Nghtshade follows Ithi'ka's reasoning, nodding her understanding.&nbsp; Butnthen she frowns at the end.<br><br>"It will delay things, but if there is pressure on the investigation, as I fear they may be, the missing body will only delay them.&nbsp; If pressured, they might bring in their magic users sooner, and I don't want my people subjected to their spells.&nbsp; Besides, Robin would fold under ordinary questioning, much less a zone of truth.&nbsp; We need a killer... and before they start investigatig me more completely."<br><br>She grins humorlessly for a second. "I seem to have forgotten when building this business that this was a 'no demon occupied' building zone."<br><br>She waves away the question of the Gnome's endurance.&nbsp; "Talia will be fine.&nbsp; But even she can't stall them all.&nbsp; Once their superiors arrive...&nbsp; well, you probably have until tommorow afternoon before things grow tense."<br><br>She looks at Ithi'ka.&nbsp; "Do you still want to remove the body?&nbsp; I'm hesitant to do so, unless you have another reason... the delay of a few additinal hours would hardly seem to warrent their added suspicion."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 00:42:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she stares down at the cooling corpse, Ithi'Ka considers Nightshade's explanation and nods an affirmative.&nbsp; "We leave him, then."&nbsp; She pats him down once more, looking for anything else in his pockets-- a signed note, a writ of orders, a memento or signifier that could be traced back to him.&nbsp; With one white eyebrow lifting, adding an almosted amused confidence to her determined stare, she looks up to Nightshade.&nbsp; "And we will give them a killer."<br><br>When finished with her search, the dark elf stands and makes her way toward the main hall, toward the great-room where the golden sentinel stands and the drunken watchmen's sloppy conversation fills the air like a stench.&nbsp; Her fingers stroke the smooth surface of the note in her cloak pocket.&nbsp; <i>First Roland,</i> she thinks to herself.&nbsp; She looks for Hawk, spying him by the bar where he'd been waiting when she first saw him.&nbsp; She looks back to Nightshade for permission-- not seeing the madame, there's a twinge in her chest... she looks back the half-elf's brother and tips her head beckoningly, then heads through the front door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 04:26:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hawk is falling into step beside her a few feet outside the door.&nbsp; "You wanna see Roland's turf first?"&nbsp; He asks simply.&nbsp; "You gonna try and question him, or just kill him?"&nbsp; His voice is even.&nbsp; "Just curious, mind, don't care either way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 00:42:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka turns her gaze up to Hawk's face, exhaling a breath that is almost a silent laugh.&nbsp; She smirks then, pursing her mouth and staring ahead.&nbsp; "Questions might not be necessary," she says softly, "if the evidence is there."&nbsp; She smooths her thumb over the paper in her pocket, imagining the delicate hand that scribed the letters she cannot feel through the leather gloves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 16:38:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hawk's eyes do not glow, but Ithi'ka senses by his easy movement in the dark, that he is as ease in it as she is.&nbsp; As they travel the streets, people move almost unconciously out of his way, the air of predator about him.&nbsp; Tradesmen looking for entertainment, bar hoppers, ladies of the evening, each avoids both of you, though Ithi'ka, as always draws the stares, sometimes the poorly concealed hostility of the fearful.&nbsp; About 3 blocks along he stops, and points down a dark alley.&nbsp; "There, next alley, holding the candle."<br><br>It takes her a moment to realise that Hawk is pointing out a candle flame in the alley past the lighted street beyond the alley they are looking through.&nbsp; Her darkvision fades into uselessness at less than half the distance, and Ithi'ka can only wonder that he's not called 'Owl' rather than Hawk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 00:05:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a subtle nod, Ithi'Ka studies the man for some hint of his secret... unless she's lost her edge, in which case he's better suited for this kind of work than she is.&nbsp; She starts to move, then, careful to stay in the shadows and move on the balls of her feet.&nbsp; She starts looking for trellises, gates, fences, downspouts to climb-- blind side-alleys, connecting doorways-- any&nbsp; networks of darkness to follow to Roland like black veins leading to a festering wound.&nbsp; <br><br>She will decide the best path to reach a perch, then will study him for a while... study his demeanor, his company, what he carries.&nbsp; She will try to ascertain what he is looking for, and if he is alone.&nbsp; Then, she'll try to plan a way to take him to the sewers, or down a blind alley, or into a husk of a building.<br><br>((generally, she's using her experience as a hunter to find a way to study him, then her knowledge as a rogue to identify a good place to take him where she won't be noticed or interrupted.&nbsp; Her plans include the following options:1) blackjack him and drag him to a quiet place, 2) pounce when he's alone enough not to be noticed, or 3) confont him when he has no escape route.&nbsp; Whichever opportunity presents itself.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 04:36:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hawk shrugs, and says. "Go to it.&nbsp; I got things to do." He walks away then, not looking back.<br><br>The candle that Hawk indicated was held by Roland wavers in the darkness, and as Ithi'ka approaches into the range of her darkvision, she can see he is harrassing a 'lady of the evening.' After a few quick words more are said, the woman shrugs, and hands over several coins to the man.<br><br>His appearence is somewhat unexpected.&nbsp; A very handsome human, long golden hair over a burnished brestplate.&nbsp; ((Think Fabio turned Paladin)) He slides the money into his purse with a satified air, and strides into the light of the street across from Ithi'ka, then turns down the main street, and walks on, nodding and smiling to various people passing, like some minor lord.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 22:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Frustrated, Ithi'Ka continues to stalk him unless an opportunity presents itself.&nbsp; She studies his carriage, his movements... is this some sort of joke?&nbsp; How does a pimp dress in such fineries?&nbsp; Carefully, then, in light of the situation, she does something she would ordinarily never do... she hesitantly slides it into the open flap of her haversack, and closes it.&nbsp; <br><br>If she is confronted, she wants surprise.<br><br>((move silently 28, hide 25.&nbsp; If the longbow won't fit in a handy haversack [though I'm pretty sure i'd be under the 8 cubic feet limit, just... oblong] then she can hide it somewhere.&nbsp; Just let me know, and I'll edit.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 04:00:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((The bow fits.))<br><br>Roland struts a bit like a peacock... if Ithi'ka had ever seen such a bizarre bird.&nbsp; Either way, he is immensely proud of himself, and keeps catching appraising glances of himself in passing shop windows, ad various apprciative glances from passing women.&nbsp; &nbsp;He IS very handsome.&nbsp; <br><br>A block down the street, he catches an eye of another fairly obvious harlot, and motions subtly to her.&nbsp; He enters a dark ally on the next street, and a minute later, she follows him in, an anxious expression not fully hidden on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 19:29:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka is content, for the moment, to study him from the mouth of the alley.&nbsp; She enjoys the bittersweet enjoyment of enjoying his features while reviling his history, the mingled attraction and revulsion of knowing that she's going to have to hurt him.&nbsp; Some part of her enjoys that hurting, some feels terrible guilt over it, but having a cause justifies it to her... she'll do this for Nightshade.&nbsp; That will make it okay.<br><br>She lurks in the shadows, edges closer, watches with cat's eyes and moves on cat's feet.<br><br>(hide 30, move silent 31.&nbsp; why couldn't i have rolled like this for the main thread?!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 23:45:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she slinks into he edge of the alley's shadows, she can see Roland shaking the woman forcefully.&nbsp; she gives a little shriek, then says.&nbsp; "I don't have it, leave me alone!"<br><br>His voice is low and menacing.&nbsp; "You do.&nbsp; Give me the money, or..."<br><br>His threat seems sufficient for her, as she sobs, and nods.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 23:31:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<i>Ah,</i> she thinks, studying Roland as she draws the sap from her waist, palming it and concealing it from view, should she decide to emerge into the moonlight from her shadows, <i>There's the bastard I was expecting.&nbsp; Pretty package, but rotten inside.<br><br>So how would a guy like this get a Barghest into his employ..?&nbsp; There must be bodies, said Nightshade's demon... maybe this girl's one cheap trick shy of being one of them?</i><br><br>Ithi'Ka waits, watches.&nbsp; She could help the girl, she supposes... but it doesn't appear that Roland will actually hurt her at this moment, and she'll be careful that he gets no such opportunity in the future.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 07:09:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thanks for letting me know.&nbsp; Also, if you give me a little free reign for what "Can" happen at this point in the story, let me know and I'll do some expository writing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 00:17:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl unwraps her bodice enough to remove a slim money pouch, and hands it to Roland, somewhat reluctantly.&nbsp; He notes her hesitation, and punches her sharply in the stomach, sparing none of his impresive strength, his fist sinking inches into her abdomin.&nbsp; She falls, coughing and nearly throws up, as he picks up the pouch.&nbsp; "Never deny my what is mine." He hisses at the fallen girl.&nbsp; "And you are mine, girl."<br><br>Without a further word, he leaves her there, still gasping for breath, and walks out of the alley again, moving past Ithi'ka as he does so, totally unaware of her presense. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 02:57:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a roll of her eyes, Ithi'Ka feels something black and cold clawing its way up from deep in her heart.&nbsp; <i>Pathetic,</i> she murmurs.&nbsp; So many of her kind would keep their mouths stiff at this, would turn away without care.&nbsp; If the girl lets it happen then she deserves it.&nbsp; But Ithi'Ka detests the overt will of the empowered over the week.&nbsp; She wants someone to do as her dame did for her, as Vulkoor did for his people... give them life, give them hunger.&nbsp; Give them venom.<br><br>So caution would say to let the girl go.&nbsp; Let her never see Ithi'Ka's shadow, nor catch sight of the blood, but this won't be.&nbsp; <i>No</i>, Ith'Ka heart whispers as the golden-curled man struts past.&nbsp; <i>No, he's going to suffer.&nbsp; Pain first.&nbsp; Then shame.&nbsp; Then death.</i><br><br>As he struts past, the meager earnings of another's suffering and humiliation and pain jingling in his pockets, Ithi'Ka lays him out with the unseen swing of the blackjack in her hand.&nbsp; Her black-clad arm from the shadows makes it look as if the saturnine shadows themselves have reached out to strike him down.&nbsp; The flat black leather pouch of led pellets cracks against his skull with the dull, sickening thud of deeply impacted bone, and shockwaves of force lance through Roland's skull like a dozen icepicks at once, turning the delicate web of his neurons into rippling putty for that split second.<br><br>(Attack: 19+6=25, crit?: 16+6=22, damage 4x2=8+6+2+4=20 subdual... will edit the post if this is insufficient to hit or crit.)<br><br>((edit: cut the part where he went down because, evidently, he did not!&nbsp; :O&nbsp; ))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 03:12:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;An easy shot from behind makes Roland straighten up, stumble, then turn, grasping his longsword, and pulling it as he turns.&nbsp; Dazed, he still manages a good defensive stance as his eyes unfocus and refocus.&nbsp; "Been hit... on the head... before, bitch."<br><br>Roll init.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 14:21:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Initiative: 14+5=19))<br>It dawns on Ithi'ka that her cunning plan failed to take into account that, like mostly physically attractive attractive males she's ever met, Roland's skull may have been a bit thicker than anyone could reasonably expect.&nbsp; <br><br>Cursing her stupidity, she taps the umbral weave that seems to enshroud her, reaching for it in the way that she learned as an initiate-- the unfailing blessing of Vulkoor, the necessary touch of darkness, she begs its favor befall her.<br><br>She's surrounded in swirling shadow for a moment, as if the darkness of the alleyway's mouth suddenly intensifies, the moon itself seeming to extinguish.&nbsp; <br>((casts Darkness as a spell-like ability, centered touch-reach target: Roland.&nbsp; The desired effect is to prevent his exit and conceal herself.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 16:45:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Roland curses as the darkness appears before he can fully recover his senses.&nbsp; A slight light glows around his wrist then, as a shield of energy springs forth to guard him, and he strides forward swinging his blade in a wide arc.<br><br>((Attack roll 18, miss chance 24, damage if he hits, 8))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 20:45:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((AC 20 without dodge bonus, that'll miss.&nbsp; Next round, I suppose... purchasing feat: At Home in the Deep.))<br>In the total darkness, she takes on an eerie calm, aware of his movements and fury.&nbsp; Everything she sees through the darkness takes on a violet-gray tinge, soothing and hushed quiet with the resonant echoes of void, like deep water.&nbsp; The umbra's comfort is pressure and noiseless constancy of being without eyes, without body-- of being only shadow-- but Ithi'Ka must press.&nbsp; &nbsp; She circles the flailing, deadly strikes of the pimp's blade and waits for another strike.&nbsp; She won't get another chance like she had with the sap, and she'd as soon have a spoon in combat as the little leather-clad sack of scrap lead when there are swords involved... <br>((She'll strike if she can flank him.&nbsp; If she can't, she'll ready her bow this round and get ready to become more insistent in her mode of attack.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 21:55:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Flank him?&nbsp; I'm not sure how you would flank him without an ally.&nbsp; You also reference a new feat, but I have no idea what it does.&nbsp; However, it seems Ithi'ka will successfully draw arrow and bow.))<br><br>Snarling, Roland steps forward after his ellusive foe, he swings hard, but the shadows defeat him.<br>((22 to strike, but 17 miss chance))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 00:17:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((I just meant circle around to his back, not pincer him.&nbsp; Sorry if I'm using the wrong terminology.&nbsp; I suck at this part.&nbsp; She was trying to position for a sneak attack.&nbsp; The feat: At Home in the Deep is in Drow of the Underdark.&nbsp; It enables the user to see through their <em>own</em> magical darkness without hindrance.))<br><br>Ithi'Ka, humiliated in her inefficiency-- in spite of her attempts at tact, she's left with nothing more than brute force and sneakery to try to bring Roland down-- simply nocks the bow and fires at the pimp.&nbsp; His weaponry betrays his intention-- no simple street-thug, Roland's a warrior, that much is clear... but what is he doing in these streets, roughing up desperate girls who turn tricks for dirty coins?<br><br>((Attacks: #1 rolled 12+11+2point blank=25, damage 4+1=5.&nbsp; #2 rolled 13+3+2+1+1=20 {probably a miss}, damage 5+1=6. If the first shot hit and was a sneak attack, you can add +3d6... 3, 1, 6=10.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 00:31:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((I see!&nbsp; Well, to sneak attack someone, you have to either flank them or take them unaware.&nbsp; In this case, with 20% concealment, Roland can still see you faintly, though he has a miss chance.&nbsp; To sneak attack would require Ithi'ka to gain a moment out of LOS so she can hide, or a feint so she can hide in the darkness.&nbsp; Or a convient friend to attack from the other side of Roland.))<br><br>Ithi'ka's first arrow slips through Roland's defenses, sticking though his shoulder armor, and apparently hampering his return swing.&nbsp; He catches the second shot on his shield however.<br><br>((Attack 12))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 17:50:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((the next incarnation will make that much more possible :)&nbsp; anyway... thanks for running this.))<br><br>Skirting the cloud of darkness that seems to engulf the pim, Ithi'Ka laughs and skirts under his wide-arcing swing, firing almost lazily into the armor-clad form.&nbsp; Her laugh is lovely, if horribly inappropriate for the situation and, perhaps, a little maniacal and sadistic.&nbsp; "What is wrong, Roland?&nbsp; Is only a woman you fight..."&nbsp; She releases a second arrow, the wicked steel barbs biting through the inky dark like silvery fish darting through black seas. <br><br>((attacks 25, 26 (aw, so close to a crit chance...), damages 6 and 3.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 18:58:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The two arrows both strike truely, and Roland's expression of anger turns to one of fear as he staggers, nearly out of strength. "Help!&nbsp; A drow is attacking me!&nbsp; Help!"<br><br>He advances, aware now that running will not save him, swinging desperatly.&nbsp; ((21 strike, 56 miss chance, 9 damage))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 23:34:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No one will help a squawking pimp, Roland."&nbsp; At this point she's beyond empathy... she's enjoying the pain in his eyes, and she keeps seeing those lovely orbs mocking and degrading Nightshade, the girl that she was before.&nbsp; 'I won't kill him yet,' she thinks, circling low and nocking another arrow.&nbsp; 'Not until--' his blade catches her thigh and lacerates it from her knee to her hip, and the vicious sting of pain lances through to ignite rage and anger at herself.&nbsp; She knows, deep inside, that it's her distraction, her feelings, her <i>desperate</i> and <i>pathetic</i> need for acceptance that has caused her this as surely as the paladin's blade.&nbsp; <i>Fuck you, Ithi'Ka,</i> she thinks, and fires again and again.&nbsp; <i>Vulkoor let you live when your family died because he simple Did Not Care.</i><br><br>((2 attacks: 14 (sheesh) and 24 (yay, maybe?) damage 4.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 23:40:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'ka's second arrow catches Roland in the sword arm, and you can tell that he's not sure if he can raise it to attack.&nbsp; Somehow he finds the desperate strength to swing, and his blade hurls through the space Ithi'ka occupied just a moment before.&nbsp; ((Attack 19, miss chance 76)) "Damn you.". He hisses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 23:49:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Too late," she says with a genuine smile, the look on her ash-colored face almost childlike in its innoccence as her silver eyes glint back at him-- a smile punctuated by electric, searing pain from her thigh, and only visible in the darkness for the briefest of moments.&nbsp; The arrows fly.<br><br>((To hit, 29.&nbsp; Damage 5.&nbsp; To hit, 23.&nbsp; Damage 3.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 23:54:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He falls, loss of blood, added to the concusion from before, knocking him out.&nbsp; At the alley's edge, the protitute is watching out into the street.&nbsp; She steps out into the street as a guardsman comes to investigate, intercepting his gaze by leaning over rather far to fix a stocking.&nbsp; One hand motions behind her, a sign to hurry away.&nbsp; ((Roland is unconcious and bleeding out, though with his constition he's likely to recover quickly.&nbsp; There are several places to hide... either yourself, or him.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 00:13:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<i>Typical, isn't it?</i> she thinks to herself as she slings her bowstring over her shoulder and grips under Roland's arms, dragging him toward the shadows, into the deeper dark beyond the mouth of the alley and the shadowy nook of an arched basement window.&nbsp; Still radiating the cloud of darkness, the two of them become night among more night, nothing left of the fight but a faint glitter of fresh blood-- hers and his-- on the cobblestones.<br><br>She waits, her breath coming remarkably fast, and begins patting down Roland's bleeding body.&nbsp; She looks for a suitable piece of cloth to tourniquet the extremity wounds.&nbsp; <i> You don't get to die yet, you son of a bitch.</i>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 01:01:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ripping off a section of the man's flashy cape, Ithi'ka stuffs it into the wound and then applies pressure.&nbsp; ((Taking 10 on heal))<br><br>Ithi'ka sees the blood stop flowing, though through her efforts, or the man's constiution she's not certain.&nbsp; The guard, peeking into the alley, sees nothing, then moves on, chatting with the girl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 03:11:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka takes her time staunching the blood and tying off a bandage before she sets to work.&nbsp; She hurriedly searches his person, removing any jewelry, hidden weapons, outer layers of clothing... anything she can separate from him, just in case, and stashes them away in her haversack.&nbsp; She turns back to his prone, bleeding body, and studies him for a moment-- still catching her breath, she splays one hand across his face and strokes her fingers along the jawline, traces his lips.&nbsp; <br><br><i>Killing is the closest I can really be to anyone, isn't it?</i><br><br>The darkness will last for almost an hour, she knows, and will shield them from prying eyes, but she has no way of knowing how long the pimp will be unconscious... she sets to work immediately with rope from her pack, winding it under his arms and over, binding his legs together and knotting him into a coil like a bundle of wood for long journey.<br><br>As she finishes the last knot, she feels the energy rush out of her like the evaporation of snow from a hot stove.&nbsp; Sitting suddenly onto the stones, the pain in her thigh setting her teeth tight in a grimace.&nbsp; "Idiot," she says to herself.&nbsp; "Fucking idiot..." she wipes her mouth with her hand and draws her long knife, leaning its tip against the nook between his collarbones, and pops open a small vial from her satchel, resting the healing potion in her palm.<br><br>"Bottoms up," she whispers as she tips the vial into his mouth.&nbsp; She follows it with a vial of heartflow, the black syrupy liquid following the oily healing elixir down.&nbsp; "Enjoy the ride out..."&nbsp; she waits for him to wake and speak.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 18:35:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Hmm, been trying to figure out what 'Heartflow' is, but I really have no idea.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>07-02-2010, 07:50:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((sorry.&nbsp; Sharn, City of Towers, page 158.&nbsp; Ithika's been carrying 2 doses since creation.&nbsp; Equipment: Alchemical.&nbsp; "Heartflow: this clear fluid is a powerful aphrodisiac, offered as an option at Firelight and bordellos of similar quality.&nbsp; It primarily enhances sensation, but it also leaves the user vulnerable to seduction.&nbsp; For three hours after using heartflow, a character receives a -3 penalty on saving throws against [...] and a -3 penalty on Sense Motive checks made to oppose Diplomacy or Bluff.&nbsp; A character who receives a does of Heartflow without his knowledge or against his will can make a DC 15 Fortitude save to resist this effect.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>07-02-2010, 18:07:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Roland wakes nearly as soon as the healing potion is pored down his throat.&nbsp; ((The potion healing both the subdual and real damage equally.))<br><br>He gauges his situation, looks about to shout for help, when he feels the prick of the blade at his throat.&nbsp; Looking at Ithi'ka more carefully, he whispers, fiercely.&nbsp; "What do you want?"<br><br>Ithi'ka can tell he does not want to die, but there is a huge ego telling him he's not going to.... he's not exactly broken yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-02-2010, 20:10:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Adjusting her position so that her weight rests on his hips, Ithi'Ka smiles in reply.&nbsp; A few loose tendrils of her hair dangle toward his face, and her voice is soft and musical when she laughs with a closed mouth, her silvery eyes gliting.&nbsp; "Such a man, aren't you?"&nbsp; She shrugs gently and readusts, grinding her leather-clad hips over his as she traces the knife over the skin of his cheek, his temple and neck.&nbsp; "Beaten by a little drow... I am not even at the top of my game, Roland.&nbsp; I am weaker than ever... distracted, uncertain.&nbsp; &nbsp;And I still could have killed you?"&nbsp; She grins.&nbsp; "Let us talk.&nbsp; You can live through this if you cooperate."&nbsp; She continues searching his belongings for notes, keys, signifying marks or pieces of evidence of any sort.&nbsp; "I am short of time, so... I will torture you to death if I get bored, is this clear?"&nbsp; <br><br>The tip of the long knife rests in one nostril as she speaks.&nbsp; "Your actions have made you powerful enemies.&nbsp; Tonight, I report to a Karnaathi contact, and your actions will find the attention of a military major... one who will not be happy about your actions.&nbsp; Then, your hide will have value."&nbsp; She grins.&nbsp; "I simply will hold you until the bounty is worth collecting."&nbsp; Shrugging, she tips the knife against the inner nostril, teasing with the wicked tip.&nbsp; "Or you can buy me off.&nbsp; Which will it be?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-02-2010, 20:56:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His gear contains no obvious clues, no notes, keys or anything, but a second check shows some gold coins of unusual markings.&nbsp; (What languages does Ithi'ka read?) <br><br>Roland looks very uncomfortable.&nbsp; (Perhaps he's used to being on top?) But he doesn't cry out or move more than to squirm a bit as he grows increasingly more uncomfortable.&nbsp; "What actions?&nbsp; Nothing I've done... I mean, why would the military care about anything I do?&nbsp; You must have the wrong man."<br><br>(Sense Motive?)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-02-2010, 23:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(woohoo, 17... makes a total of 20.&nbsp; Prrrrrrobably not good enough to sense motive on an anti-paladin.&nbsp; Ithi'Ka reads Drow, Common, Elven, Abyssal, and Undercommon)<br><br>Ithi'Ka knows what she's about do to is going to hurt terribly.&nbsp; For a moment, she feels a twinge of guilt at the thought, but with that twinge comes the memory of the street-walker in the alley, doubled-over in agony and shame as she gives up what little she's earned for more agony and shame.&nbsp; She transposes Nightshade's face over the girl's.&nbsp; Suddenly it's easy.<br><br>She snips his nostril with the tip of the longknife, splitting it from inside out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-02-2010, 23:16:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'ka senses he doesn't believe her about the military being interested in him.<br><br>Roland stiffles his scream of pain, and snarls.&nbsp; "Argh!&nbsp; I told you, you've got the wrong guy!&nbsp; I don't mess with the military!&nbsp; Run a few girls, sell a few things, sure, I mean, what do you really want?!&nbsp; I'll help."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 00:49:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Yeah, kinda missed the languages bit.&nbsp; I didn't take into account regional languages.))<br><br>She smirks down at him, seeming to enjoy that he's hurting, enjoying more his fury.&nbsp; "You do not, of course.&nbsp; But to hurt a voe-- to hurt a foe, you would haff someone killed, no?&nbsp; If that one was an officer, unknown to you..?"&nbsp; She laughs softly atop the words, the sound maniacally sweet.&nbsp; "To hurt <i>herrrrrr</i>?" <br><br>Twisting gently against him, she lets one strand of her colorless hair tickle his eye.&nbsp; Her mouth hangs sligthly agape as she grinds over his hips and crotch, and she trails the blade down the corner of his throat.&nbsp; "Do I have to cut you open to get the truth out, Roland?&nbsp; You make deals with demons for revenge so bravely," the 'v' is softened to an 'f'.&nbsp; Likewise, her face softens in mock sympathy, then like a stoked fire her silver eyes widen with rage and her voice becomes an acidic hiss, "so braaaavely, but now you can't face a black-skinned elf girl?"<br><br>She drives the blade down with her fist, the cold blade resting a half inch from his cheek.&nbsp; A particle of flinted stone patters against his skin.&nbsp; "I know the deal you have made, so speak it or I will write it in your <i>blood</i>!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 05:00:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Roland looks very confused and paniced now, but he's nodding.&nbsp; "uh, right!&nbsp; I made a deal with the devils to get her!&nbsp; I didn't know she was an officer, though, I swear!"<br><br>(Sense Motive?&nbsp; He's not actually that good a bluffer.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 05:24:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(not really necessary, I suppose.)<br><br>Ithi'ka's eyes tremble with fury, but her hand is steady as ever.&nbsp; The knife scratches softly against the flagstones when she lifts its tip from the point of rest next to Roland's jugular.&nbsp; "You know nothing, then?"&nbsp; The words are barely a question.&nbsp; A few of his ragged breaths pass, filling the silence of the night.&nbsp; She lifts one of his coins.&nbsp; The dull sheen comforts her somewhat, gives her a cold focus for her rage.&nbsp; "From where do these coins come, Roland?"&nbsp; She seems curious, teasing as she waves the gold coin under his nose.&nbsp; <br><br>After a moment's pause, she twists the blade in her hand, rolling the hilt so the cross-grip spins silently.&nbsp; "Do you know any shifters, Roland?&nbsp; Those who change their form.&nbsp; Think quickly, for you can only answer once."&nbsp; She smiles gleefully.&nbsp; "Maybe someone you have known recently?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 06:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Roland's eyes flash with comprehension, though he still looks uncertain.&nbsp; "You meant a changling when you said Demon before, right?&nbsp; Cause Magus did pay me good gold to recruit that freak from Nightshade's place, that June thing.&nbsp; I sent it to the Farm yesterday.&nbsp; Just the place for a freak like it." He frowns.&nbsp; "Yeah, good gold, but odd markings."<br><br>((Ithi'ka's sense motive from earlier tells her that he's now trying to be helpful, and is telling the truth.)) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 07:56:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The drow smiles faintly.&nbsp; "Of course he did-- that's much nicer.&nbsp; These are from his payment, right?"&nbsp; She dips her face closer to his so that he can smell the mint leaves with which she scours her teeth.&nbsp; "And, you say 'Marcus'... you mean Magus, no?"&nbsp; she chuckles softly, her demeanor vixenish, as she shifts very subtly over his torso, along his lower body.&nbsp; "Magus had you recruit June for him... always room for a whore who can be anything."&nbsp; Jealousy again.&nbsp; Bitter poison deep in her gut.&nbsp; It's distant, she can shut it out.&nbsp; Why this jealousy?&nbsp; <br><br>Dismissing the distant pangs, she focuses on the handsome, blood-streaming face below her.&nbsp; "Where is this farm, Roland?&nbsp; You seen, she owes now, for what she has done.&nbsp; It will not come back on you... she will pay, and you will profit.&nbsp; All this... unpleasantness... will be forgotten."&nbsp; She shrugs her shoulders coyly, draws up the fingers of one hand and the long, wicked-looking dagger to pantomime shooting arrows.&nbsp; "I can even make it up to you, ease your suff'ring a bit."&nbsp; She lifts one slender white eyebrow in a suggestive quirk.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 08:41:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Sorry, Magus, not Marcus.&nbsp; I fixed the above post, as that was my mistake, not Roland's))<br><br>Roland shrugs just slightly, still avoiding the knife tip.&nbsp; "It's south of town, bout 20 miles or so.&nbsp; Little place off the road, perhaps half a mile back in the trees.&nbsp; The sign on the road says, 'Hankonian'."<br><br>He doesn't seem interested in the second part of the offer, or perhaps he is, but he's not used to being the one on bottom?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 09:03:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka doesn't mind his lack of response... "I can't tell you how glad I am that you're involved in this."&nbsp; Her smile becomes wickedly furtive as she studies him.&nbsp; "What else do you know about Nightshade, Roland?"&nbsp; She pretends to work at the knots with her free hand, but she has no intention of letting him leave alive.&nbsp; "You used to be her master, did you not?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 09:08:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure." Roland says, uncertainly.&nbsp; "It's no secret.&nbsp; A girl comes to this part of town, and wants to turn tricks, she's gotta work for somebody.&nbsp; Mostly, they work for me.&nbsp; She was no different."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 09:20:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka shakes her head subtly, somehow mournful that this was all he could muster... that he could have held her in his hand, and knew not what he possessed.&nbsp; <br>"She was different," the drow hisses.&nbsp; Her eyes sting, and she sets her mouth into a scowl of fury.<br><br>Her breasts rise and fall once with a long, exhausted sigh, and she slides the longknife's cold blade into the side of his neck under his jaw.&nbsp; <br><br>((to hit: 18.&nbsp; I think this counts as 'denied his dex bonus', so damage is going to be 4+5+2+6=17))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 09:41:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Tied up and otherwise restrained, I think we can call that a coupe de grace.))<br><br>Roland's eyes bug out as she slits his throat, and he lets out a weeze of protest, all he can do with a cut throat.&nbsp; His muscles strain and bunch as he makes one last, desperate effort... but the ropes hold, and his muscles slacken again, his eyes going blank and lifeless in his face, his dying expression one of fear and strain. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 01:05:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka watches him die, the elation of power and the cold satisfaction of vengeance for Nightshade's suffering fluttering about like birds in the night-- beyond her reach, something she knows exists but cannot truly know.&nbsp; The half-elf object of Ithi'Ka's fascination would not have killed Roland, even after all this time... why could Ithi'Ka not even fathom an alternative?<br><br>When his guttering subsides, Ithi'Ka glides the knife from its path through his throat, the surface slick in the muted light, smoking with wet heat in the chilled night air.&nbsp; She wipes the blade on his lovely blonde hair, then re-sheathes it and gathers his things into a pouch... she doesn't quite trust them, especially not those coins.&nbsp; She slips her hands under his shoulders and drags him to the closest sewer entrance.&nbsp; The act takes time, for she is not physically strong, but the cloak of shadow she summoned will last for almost an hour more.&nbsp; So with a cold creeping guilt in her stomach, she prises up the heavy iron grate of the sewer and drops Roland within.<br><br>Exhausted, she manages to replace the grate before sitting, wiping her face absently before noticing the sticky dab of blood she's placed on her cheek.&nbsp; Cursing her own stupidity again, she swipes the mark with her cloak before setting off into the night.<br><br>She is going to try to find Kasumi.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 13:13:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'ka, the body slinking into the sewer, heads back to the acadamy.&nbsp; Uneventfully, for who will bother such a person in the dark, even if they can see her?<br><br>Ithi'ka, reaching the acadamy, gives the young sentry the password, then passes though the empty courtyards on her way to the barracks building assigned to the special ops team.&nbsp; She doesn't need to go further though, as there, in the dim light of the entrance lamp, she spots her quary, moving in a martial dance, flowing soundlessly from one attack to another, Kasumi is up very early this morning, hours before dawn.&nbsp; Ithi'ka remembers seeing her doing this before, sparing without a partner, half dance, half battle, strangly beautiful.&nbsp; 'Kata' she called it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 21:38:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The crystalline drops of dew, still forming on the shorn grass, glisten in the glow of lingering starlight and the faint glow of the wakening sky.&nbsp; Moving along the flagstones with tender steps, Ithi'Ka detects the motion of Kasumi's martial practice and steers her path toward the gaping arches of the barracks facades, moving among pools of shadow, from one to another in a halfhearted, but hopeful, attempt at stealth.&nbsp; She finds it captivating to watch the precision and ease of Kasumi's movements from the lingering dark... she has always felt fenced off from those she knows, even the few she cares for.&nbsp; The monk may be one of those... so out of place among these gothic spires and animated dead, this nation of darkness, Ithi'Ka cannot help but find her fascinating.&nbsp; The physical attraction is there as well, gnawing at that core of Ithi'Ka's primal needs that she so desperately tries to bury.<br><br>For this moment, though, she's able to shut out the normal reactions-- embarrassment, jealousy, loneliness-- and just watch.&nbsp; Kasumi's smoothly connected motions and artful dancing seem to impart some of their fluidity by proxy, and she's there with the monk, savoring that emptiness, that void.&nbsp; A cool darkness spreads in her mind, an emptiness, giving her chaotic mind a moment's peace, the sense of losing herself to something else.&nbsp; Such a relief, such peace... is this what death is like?&nbsp; But it's not just emptiness... it's a desire to be completed by something, a desire for perfection, as if in the absence of distraction the need can be made clear.<br><br>She watches for some time, she knows not how long.&nbsp; She then emerges into the light of the open yard, the cold gray of the lightening sky, her footfalls silent among distant insect songs and the morning rustle of elm trees.&nbsp; She draws back her hood, letting herself be recognized, and approaches with her hands loose at her sides.&nbsp; Her head is dipped as if in submission, and she waits for Kasumi to acknowledge her presence before approaching further.&nbsp; Habits die hard, and this is the way of her clan... or was, when there was such a thing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 23:38:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi looks over at Ithi'ka as she enters the light, she pauses, mid Kata to bow to her.&nbsp; "Good evening!" she says cheerfully.&nbsp; "Did you have a pleasant night?" Then as Ithi'ka draws nearer, she stares at the Drow's leg, the rent in her armor evident.&nbsp; "You're hurt!" She moves forward quickly, kneeling besides Ithi'ka her hands outstretched to examine the wound.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 01:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka's face softens at that, and her rigid posture seems to droop.&nbsp; She begins to laugh, softly and heartily, then covers her dark lips with her gloved hand.&nbsp; "Really, Kasumi, I cannot understand... you fight like a mother tiger, but you hover over scrapes like a nursemaid."&nbsp; She rubs at her eyes, seeming exhausted in the sleepless way that elves do, as if drawing closer to being inanimate rather than sleep-weary.<br><br>She tries to gesture Kasumi away from the magic-wound on her thigh, hides the embarrassment by turning her silver eyes away.&nbsp; She swallows and rights herself, then draws a gold coin from her belt pouch.&nbsp; "I have something to show you," she extends it toward the monk.&nbsp; "I can't read it... can you identify this..?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 01:35:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi looks up into the Drow's beautiful face, and smiles shyly.&nbsp; "I imagine even mother tigers care for their friends."<br><br>She then traces one finger down the wound, and it vanishes.&nbsp; She then straightens, and takes the coin.&nbsp; She frowns looking at it. "No." she pauses a moment, still looking at the coin. "We could ask one of the company clerks... they have the coins of many different nations, in case we need to infiltrate one."<br><br>She looks up.&nbsp; "Why?&nbsp; What happened tonight?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 05:32:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka sighs heavily, amazed at the coolness spreading along her flesh at Tagan's touch.&nbsp; She studies her for a moment after the monk speaks, as if she's simply enthused at the presence.&nbsp; Before answering, her mouth opens, then closes again as she reconsiders her words.&nbsp; Her silver eyes are narrowed gravely, and her white teeth flash in her ashen face as she gestures toward the coin.&nbsp; <br><br>"Is hard to explain, I fear.&nbsp; But I can sum it up... this may be blood money from a very bad man... one who made deals with demons."&nbsp; She chews her lower lip in thought for a moment, then speaks softly.&nbsp; "I may have a place to look for him, but... I am not at my best lately."&nbsp; As if embarrassed and naked, she folds one arm over herself before she continues.&nbsp; "I would feel better with your company."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 06:26:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Demons?" Kasumi's face hardens slightly, then the impression is gone, and she nods.&nbsp; "Of course I'll help you.&nbsp; But what kind of demons?&nbsp; That's usualy important, as their powers vary greatly, and some would be beyond our strength."<br><br>Still holding the coin, she says.&nbsp; "We can check the coin's markings at least.&nbsp; Let's ask Tasha, I saw her still on duty this evening."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 08:20:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka blinks once, considering Kasumi's reactions.&nbsp; "I am not trying to be evasive.&nbsp; I just... know little, at this point."&nbsp; She follows along, looking for the night clerk... of course, in these short hours of pre-morning, she expects the ghouls of the academy to be in high form.&nbsp; "I associate this one with something I have... well, we once encountered.&nbsp; It can change its shape, but is of lesser power."&nbsp; She clenches her fist then, angry at her insensitivity.&nbsp; "Not like... you know.&nbsp; Something made flesh, like a barghest.&nbsp; In need of flesh to survive."&nbsp; She cracks her knuckles idly, one by one.&nbsp; "It may have a herd of victims to draw from, now.&nbsp; This place I have learned of, it is called, at least casually, as a farm."&nbsp; The association, however light, is a grisly one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 12:51:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi blinks, then waves her hand dismissingly.&nbsp; "Oh my, I didn't want to imply to were being less than forthright, no... I just don't like demons."<br><br>You find Ensign Tasha up, grumbling over a pot of coffee.&nbsp; "Bastard out all night... his shift, where does he think he's..." Then she final spots the silent forms of Ithi'ka and Kasumi standing nearby.&nbsp; "Oh? Lieutenant's?&nbsp; How can I help you?"<br><br>Kasumi smiles kindly at the girl, and hands her the coin.&nbsp; "Sorry to bother you this early, Tasha. we just need this identified."<br><br>Tasha takes a quick look, frowns, and hands it back.&nbsp; "Infernal." She says flatly.<br><br>Kasumi nods.&nbsp; "Not demons, then.&nbsp; Devils."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 23:31:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka breathes a deep sigh, nods to Tasha.&nbsp; "Clever girl."&nbsp; She looks at Kasumi, her petite form seeming to tense with frustration at, again, not understanding so much that these Karnaathi seem to consider common knowledge.&nbsp; "This, I assume, changes things."&nbsp; <br><br>She speaks in a furtive hiss, despite knowing the ensign's station and personality will not likely make her the topic of gossip.&nbsp; "I need to know how to kill them, and..."&nbsp; her voice seems to catch, and her compact form shrinks a bit away from Kasumi.&nbsp; Her eyes disappear, the shadowy darkness within her hood making her dark gray face seem to disappear into shadow.&nbsp; She reopens her eyes, two silvery-white slits appearing, and she studies the floor in humility, then the two silvery gleams focus on .&nbsp; "... Will you help?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 00:13:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi inquires of Tasha.&nbsp; "Barghests... are they devils, and if so, how are they killed?"<br><br>Tasha sighs, and reaches down below the desk for a large, leather covered tome.&nbsp; She flips through the books quickly, coming to a description of the Barghest, she reads the entry.<br><br>"Barghest.&nbsp; Devil, generally found on the plane of Ghenna, whose young come to the Prime Matrisl Plane to feed and advance in Power.&nbsp; Minor magical Abilities, include a magical feeling of Despair, and a limited charm ability.&nbsp; Shapechangers, they usually take on either a Purple Goblinoid form, or a large wolflike form.&nbsp; Some encountered on the Prime Material plane have lesser or greater shapechanging abilities.&nbsp; Require Magic weapons to hurt them."<br><br>Kasumi nods in satisfaction.&nbsp; "I think we can handle that."<br><br>She turns to Ithi'ka.&nbsp; "Of course I'll help you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 00:52:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka sets her jaw, makes a soft sound of confirmation.&nbsp; "It will have company," she says in a cautionary monotone.&nbsp; "Unless it's eaten them all by now."&nbsp; It's not too difficult to imagine that Magus is keeping it out of the public eye, but she wonders how prepared he'll be for an assault?&nbsp; Is it really worth risking Kasumi's life for her own pathetic vendetta, some barely-formed notion of justice for a woman she barely knows?<br><br>"What about 'Hankonian'?" she says softly to the ensign.&nbsp; "Does this term bear any meaning?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 01:37:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not a clue." Tasha shrugs.&nbsp; "Is it a family name?"<br><br>Kasumi meanwhile tries to reasure Ithi'ka.&nbsp; "I don't know much about Barghests, but from it's description, and what I know about devils, I doubt it tolerates much powerful help.&nbsp; It probably eats it's competiton."<br><br>She shudders slightly. "Not a pleasant thought.&nbsp; So, where is this monster?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 03:44:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking her head, Ithi'Ka's gloved fingers stroke at her jaw absently.&nbsp; "Perhaps," she answers the ensign.&nbsp; "Well done.&nbsp; Thank you."&nbsp; She nods in curt, but respectful, gratitude.<br><br>"I have heard that," she answers to Kasumi, shrugging toward the door.&nbsp; If the monk follows her, she will fold her arms over her breasts and walk with her face low.&nbsp; "Perhaps the farm.&nbsp; Someone is there..."&nbsp; she hesitates.&nbsp; She knows Kasumi would have no reason to wish Nightshade ill, but Ithi'Ka's loyalty to Nightshade's protection does not make exceptions.&nbsp; <br><br>"There is a connection to a man," she says, swinging the heavy oak door open with the full weight of her slight form.&nbsp; "This man is a criminal... a, ah, lord among pimps, I suppose."&nbsp; She smiles wryly, walking at a natural distance from Kasumi between her words, but moving in each time she speaks... a habit of her time in the jungles, perhaps, when every sound had to be hushed, but when not speaking, a group must spread out, hide its numbers and look for every vantage point.<br><br>"This coin connects him to devils, as does a killer who appears to be in his employ--" she lifts her thin, white eyebrows in a gesture of emphasis, her silvery eyes white.&nbsp; Her bitterness and frustration at her own ineptitude gives way to a little tinge of pride, for there's at least hope now that she's close to her quarry, "A purple-hued shapeshifter, of yellow-eyes, with a burning grasp.&nbsp; Most likely, this beast is barghest-- but young."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 12:26:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Kasumi listens as she follows close behind, her steps even, and her expression calm and peaceful. "So, which are you going to check first?"&nbsp; She asks.&nbsp; "This farm, or this 'King of Pimps' fellow?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 17:43:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding at that, she shrugs toward the road.&nbsp; "The farm, I think.&nbsp; I truly do not know what to expect there... I grew impatient in my investigation."&nbsp; She seems to sidle a bit, not comfortable walking in front of Kasumi... some cultures do this out of fear of backstabbing, but others do it as a sign of respect.&nbsp; <br><br>"I rarely leave the city for any place to which I cannot walk.&nbsp; Would you suggest carriage..?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 20:11:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi shakes her head.&nbsp; "Between us, our greatest advantage is stealth.&nbsp; I suggest we skate there."<br><br>She grins.&nbsp; "You'll like this.&nbsp; It's an old technique of my Master, which I've adapted to a different use."<br><br>She heads out the nearest exit, and says, "Let me show you. I takes a few seconds to get used to the feeling."<br><br>Reaching out, she taps Ithi'ka's shoulder, and suddenly Ihi'ka feels her feet lift, just slightly, from the ground.&nbsp; As se moves in surprise, her movement is exagerated, and just a slight shove sends her several feet.&nbsp; Kasumi is well... skating circles around Ithi'ka, and it literally seems that she is skating on ice, a few inces above the ground.<br><br>"We'll move much faster this way." Kasumi says.&nbsp; "But it's better than actual ice scateing, because you won't slip.&nbsp; Which way are we headed?"<br><br>((Kasumi has given Ithi'ka a 40 minute 15 foot movement bonus, double that downhill.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 20:38:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka finds the sensation of hovering to be... well, unnerving... but she's willing to accept it.&nbsp; She also doesn't want to admit that she's never skated on ice before.&nbsp; "The south road," she says with a nod.&nbsp; "We have about twenty miles to go."&nbsp; She will pace herself on this trek... though she wants to beat the morning there, she has no intention of showing up exhausted if there's a possibility of a fight.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking to the idea fairly easily, thanks to her natural balance and speed.&nbsp; On the way, once they've reached the main road, she speaks to the monk more freely.&nbsp; "A shapeshifter from the city... was taken here.&nbsp; I don't know if it was willingly.&nbsp; But I must know, before confronting the... ah, kingpin, they call it?&nbsp; I must know how it is involved with the devil... a lieutenant was killed by them, and this shifter helped it happen."&nbsp; She blinks and studies Kasumi for a reaction.&nbsp; "You have a relationship with Sam, I know."&nbsp; She seems embarrassed to speak of it, or perhaps afraid that some tinge of her inner turmoil over such desires may be too evident.&nbsp; "That is not why I called for your aid."<br><br>A moment's pause, and she adds, "I will make this up to you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 21:48:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((A devil and a kingpin involved?&nbsp; Good thing Kasumi can't walk up walls yet, or I'd be looking for a Man with a skull pattern on his chest and a pair of hand crossbows.))<br><br>Kasumi skates easily, side by side with Ithi'ka along the road to the south.&nbsp; The road dips for a mile as they exit the city, and the ride down is exilerating almost like flying.<br><br>Kasumi listens to Ithi'ka as the Drow tells her reasons for the trip.&nbsp; She looks surprised when Ithi'ka mentions Sam, however, she first says.&nbsp; "Don't be silly.&nbsp; It's my duty as a member of the Path of light to fight demons, and protect the innocent.&nbsp; And besides, duty or not, I would be happy to help you, Ithi'ka.&nbsp; You are my friend."<br><br>She then addresses her surprise.&nbsp; "My goodness, how did you know about Sam and me?&nbsp; It's been only a few hours since we... since we decided to have a... well as you say, a relationship."<br><br>She looks astonished, and a bit embarrsed that it is already so widely known, but not shy.&nbsp; "Why did you mention my relationship though?&nbsp; Because Sam is also a changeling?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 23:11:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh," Ithi'Ka says with a slow-spreading smile.&nbsp; "I did not know.&nbsp; I merely guessed."&nbsp; She blinks, and her silver eyes turn left to view the horizon, scanning for the hints of the coming sun, anything to try to erase the idea of Kasumi naked with Sam-- whatever Sam might choose to be, or she might ask Sam to be...<br><br>"The changeling is called June."&nbsp; She gauges their distance carefully, looking for familiar mile-markers or landmarks to indicate their distance from the city, especially the fateful sign.&nbsp; "I do not like changelings.&nbsp; I do not begrudge Sam.&nbsp; I see Sam, for the most part, as an exception."&nbsp; Evidently, she isn't willing to elaborate on what she means by 'for the most part'.&nbsp; "But yes, I mention because changelings are rare.&nbsp; There may be associations between them.&nbsp; You should be aware."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 23:53:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi seems to change the subject.&nbsp; "I knew a half dragon once.&nbsp; People feared her, some treated her as a monster, others just treated her as a curiousity.&nbsp; Yet, a braver, more noble person I never knew.&nbsp; All the prejudice, was because her mother was raped by a red dragon."<br><br>She skates on in silence for a few minutes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 01:06:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka furrows her brow and stares forward, riding on in mutual silence for some time as well.&nbsp; "I wouldn't know anything about prejudice," she says, pronouncing that last word very carefully.&nbsp; "I am only a jungle-raised, uncivilized drow.&nbsp; We think that it is the name of a spice, good in human-baby soup."<br><br>She sighs.&nbsp; "I apologize that I feel this way.&nbsp; But... I cannot stand it.&nbsp; They are anything, anyone, but themselves."<br><br>She spits into the dusty street.&nbsp; "It's not prejudice.&nbsp; It is jealousy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 04:59:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi glances at Ithi'ka for a moment.&nbsp; "What are you jealous about?"<br><br>She shifts into a good disquise of Garrett.&nbsp; "Power?&nbsp; You could buy a hat like mine, or if you wanted an even greater power than the changelings, a wand of some shapeshifting spell."<br><br>She sighs, shifting back to her own appearence.&nbsp; "I understand the desire for power."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 06:52:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka looks at Kasumi through the disguise, her silver eyes vacant of emotion beyond shame.&nbsp; She is thinking as she speaks, or thinking aloud, perhaps, in this conversation.&nbsp; "Power is what makes this man, Magus, loom over his servants like a fat queen-ant.&nbsp; It makes him send them out on missions to kill, or steal, or destroy or make, for his vision... but he is their slave, you see?&nbsp; He becomes slave--"&nbsp; something sparks in her eyes, Kasumi can see.&nbsp; <br><br>"He becomes slave to what he thinks must be done."&nbsp; Nightshade's face, her practiced smile melting away to a tired sigh, dances through Ithi'Ka's mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 22:34:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi shakes her head.&nbsp; "Power to control others, and personal power, the power to make your own choices... those are very different.&nbsp; Everyone should have the second, only a very few should be allowed the first."<br><br>She lapses into silence as the miles advance.&nbsp; It is over two hours, and Kasumi has renewed the skate effect for the third time, when you see the sign off the side of the road.<br><br>It is an old wooden sign, the letters burned into the wood, and you only see it because you are looking for it, as it is half overgrown with weeds.&nbsp; "Hankonian."<br><br>The sign is besides a gravel turn off from the mostly stone and dirt of the road, and surprisingly well maintained and used.&nbsp; The tracks of several carriages and horses passed this way tonight.&nbsp; The woods are dark around the path, and overhang it, as it winds it's way out of sight. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 07:41:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka examines the layout.&nbsp; "It appears they gave us a way in," she says softly, shrugging toward the shaded lane.&nbsp; "To be honest, I have no idea what to expect here."&nbsp; Smiling faintly, she begins an approach, keeping her eyes peeled for any other conspicuous tracks or potential traps.&nbsp; <br><br>((Spot 21, Move silent 22, Hide 31))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 23:03:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((Yes, for the most part.&nbsp; I'm writing a backstory for the interim, and should be done either tonight or tomorrow.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 00:06:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pair of you move through the dark, the trees letting almost no light from the stars above filter through.&nbsp; Kasumi follows you closely, mirroring your steps, and you sense she is nearly blind, though she still moves as silently as a cat.<br><br>Before too long however, the flicker of lanterns from ahead begins to show where the trees end, and the shadows tell Ithi'ka that the end of the tree lined path has at least two guards, awake and moving back and forth... they look a bit larger than normal human shadows, perhaps half-orcs. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 18:23:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Sorry!&nbsp; I obviously failed to describe the terrain properly.&nbsp; You and Kasumi are in a tunnel of trees, at the end of which seems to be a clearing, or at least a wider point, in which two guards are walking back and forth, and which a lantern or two seems to be lighting.&nbsp; The end of the tunnel of trees and the begining of the clearing is about 120 feet away.&nbsp; You spotted the guards shadows because of your wonderful spot check.&nbsp; You can't yet see past the guards, or even the guards themselves, as you are only aware of them from their shadows, cast on the ground towards you by the lantern light.&nbsp; The trail is packed dirt, the trees are thick, but not impenetrable.&nbsp; If you want to approach close enough to use your Dancing Lights distraction, that's fine, but I didn't want you do so based off false information.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 18:46:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka signals for Kasumi to wait while she creeps closer, searching for a vantage point to study the guards' numbers and positions.&nbsp; She leaves the pathway and tries to move the two of them quietly through the trees to avoid the guards' position.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 19:12:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Coming closer to the clearing, Ithi'ka sees that it opens up into a quite large clearing.&nbsp; A rough stone wall of perhaps 8 feet has an iron gate set in it opposite the path.&nbsp; There is a leafy pile in the area between the trees and the gate, and the dirt trail leads around it in a circular pattern.&nbsp; There is a 3 story house, in a farm style, if larger than most farm houses, visible past the wall.&nbsp; Two half-orc guards in half plate walk guard across the entrance, each glances into the tunnel as he passes.&nbsp; <br><br>The area under the trees is dark enough, that if Kasumi tries to move silently through it without light, she is likely to step on something crunchy.&nbsp; Ithi'ka herself would find it hard enough to tread the area outside the path without making noise, that aiding Kasumi as well would be quite difficult.&nbsp; &nbsp;(Kasumi has a bracelet with ever burning cast upon it, pushed far under her sleeve, but to use it so close to the guards might attract their attention.)<br><br>((Subtract 5 from her own move silently if Ithi'ka attempts to aid Kasumi move wihout light.&nbsp; Note: Ithi'ka is aware that the light Kasumi carries is not particularily bright, and would not be visible to the guards from a sufficient distance, perhaps 200 feet, and much less through the trees, (perhaps 60-100 through the trees.&nbsp; She is also aware of Kasumi's ability to cover a very long distance in a surprisingly quick time, still moving nearly silently, and losing no agility.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>20-02-2010, 04:16:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka taps kasumi's arm, then touches the bracelet.&nbsp; She speaks by breathing as she forms the words clearly, not even a whisper.&nbsp; "We go fast.&nbsp; Use light."&nbsp; <br><br>Just in case, she nocks an arrow.&nbsp; If Kasumi goes first, she can get a surprise shot at any suspecting guards before Kasumi has to take them out in a more gratuitous fashion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>20-02-2010, 12:29:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi nods, smiles, and grabs Ithi'ka's hand gently.&nbsp; Holding it softly, she caressess the palm a moment, then whispers just as gently into Ithi'ka's ear.&nbsp; "Let's get a bit closer first."<br><br>Sneaking within easy bowshot of the guards, one glances down the tunnel past you as Kasumi, who's not dropped Ithi'ka's hand yet, squeezes it more firmly, drops it, and begins to run, nearly silently.<br><br>((Make your shot.&nbsp; Your close enough for a sneak attack.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>20-02-2010, 17:13:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing that luck didn't favor this move, Ithi'Ka crouches and lets fly with the arrow, the wood and black steel lancing a silent line through the air.&nbsp; There's only the soft pop of the bowstring as the tension leaves it, then the soft kiss of steel biting through flesh as the broadhead bites into the underside of the half-orc's jaw.&nbsp; It is followed by a second, less precisely-placed but equally powerful arrow.&nbsp; ((to hit: 31&nbsp; sooo close to crit... :(&nbsp; damage: 7+4+3+6=20.&nbsp; to hit: 25 damage: 6.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>20-02-2010, 21:46:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The half-orc falls, dead before he hits the ground, as Kasumi races into the clearing and closelines his companion.&nbsp; Before the unfortunate creature knows what's happened, she's knocked it down, then pinned it, and is now cutting off the flow of blood to it's brain with a neck lock.<br><br>((As she's grappling it, negative 8 to strike unless you join the grapple.)) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>20-02-2010, 22:17:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka rushes at a low crouch, watching with a voyeuristic surge of intense, perverse interest as the monk smoothly subdues the half-orc.&nbsp; Her ivory teeth gleam in an unwavering expression of intensity, her jaw set fiercely.&nbsp; Her feet carry her soundlessly over the dirt with her bow in hand, and she pans her gaze carefully, with practiced precision, over the trees, windows, and paths-- if there are more, she will move to intercept.&nbsp; <br><br>If not, she seizes the fallen guard under his arms and hauls him into the shadows, heels dragging behind.&nbsp; She slings her bow over her head to keep it handy and frisks the dead guard quickly, in case he has keys that will save the two of them time moving on.&nbsp; She keeps a close eye on Kasumi, though, should her aid be needed.&nbsp; She can't ignore the rush of warmth in her lower belly at the moment-- a combination of adrenaline and confined emotion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>20-02-2010, 22:45:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she rushes into the clearing, there is a sense she can't identify...<br><br>Make your listen and spot checks.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>21-02-2010, 00:23:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Listen: 15, Spot: 25))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>21-02-2010, 02:00:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Ithi'ka enters the clearing, she looks around it, and sees, peering out of the trees to the left, a crossbow, loaded, and aimed at Kasumi's back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>21-02-2010, 21:13:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka's mouth works to form a warning, but training prevents her from doing so.&nbsp; Instead, she springs into motion as she readies her bow-- there's no way to get off a shot in time, but her bow is in her hands by the time she reaches Kasumi.&nbsp; Her slight form offers little assistance, but she tries to wrench at the grappling monk to move her from the line of fire, even if that means taking the crossbow bolt herself.<br><br>((Weapon wasn't ready, so... Preventing a sneak attack on Kasumi, and/or using Aid Another to +2 Kasumi's AC.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 01:38:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The warning is barely in time, as Kasumi glances up at the faint sounds of Ithi'ka's running feet.&nbsp; The bolt shoots out, as Kasumi rolls off her captive just in time.<br><br>A second shot from the other dirrection passes through the same spot at the same moment, and Ithi'ka realizes the presense of a second well concealed marksman opposite the first.<br><br>Kasumi glances at Ithi'ka, giving her a quick but grateful smile, then she charges the second marksman's position.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 04:42:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka curses her own blindness, and in that brief moment of eye contact Kasumi can see the drow's silvery eyes shaped with a mingled fury and concern.&nbsp; She draws and fires twice at the assailant as she moves closer at a crouch-- both arrows whip through the air like black birds, lifting and sailing into the place where the assailant should be.&nbsp; Ithi'Ka-- having learned to fire on the run-- closes quickly on the first shooter as well.&nbsp; ((28 and 20 to hit, 6 and 7 damage.&nbsp; Still playing with Ithi's OLD sheet, by the way :D))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 22:54:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;((Well of course the old sheet!))<br><br>One of the arrows find's it's mark, the other hitting a painted wooden wall with a dull 'thunk'. The archer is in a camoflagued shack just inside the tree line, shooting through a small window.<br><br>((The shack is hard to make out, as a very good job of painting was done.&nbsp; The window is 6 feet up and 1.5 feet high, and 6 inches wide. The archer looks human, and must be standing on a short platform inside.))<br><br>Behind you, there is a "Hey!" Followed by a pair of loud 'thumps.'&nbsp; A quick glance shows Kasumi has grabbed the other archer's arm, and pulled him into the wooden wall in front of him, head first, making the wall crack outwards somewhat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 23:11:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Knowing that the assailant must be reloading the crossbow, Ithi'Ka realizes that the guard can only be moments from realizing the situation's hopelessness and alerting the house.&nbsp; She leaps for the low-hanging bough of a tree and nocks an arrow, letting herself melt into the shadows as she waits for him to peek out of that window.&nbsp; She holds the shot until she can see an eye through that window, then will will fire.<br><br>((Jump 20, hide 22.&nbsp; Ithi'Ka may not get a shot this round, I dunno. Is so-- if point blank applies: 27, else 25.&nbsp; damage:5.&nbsp; If that qualifies as a sneak attack, add 12.&nbsp; I'm not 100% on the mechanics of this, and trust your judgement.&nbsp; Or if you have an alternate suggestion, I'll edit.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 23:51:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'ka moves out of sight of the window and hides.&nbsp; ((Guard makes an intelegence check and fails it.))<br><br>Kasumi meanwhile is thumping her Crossbowman out of his hut, using his head as the hammer.&nbsp; A few moments pass as Ithi'ka watches the second hut's window... then the crossbow shows, loaded and aimed at Kasumi's back again.<br><br>Ithi'ka instantly shifts her position enough to see the crossbowman's head, and fires.&nbsp; The arrow catches the man in the eye, and he falls backwards with a gasp and a croak.&nbsp; <br><br>((The intelegence check was to see if he was bright enough to figure out Ithi'ka plan, or at least run for help.&nbsp; He wasn't.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 00:22:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((thank goodness for dumb guards, then!))<br>The drow moves back to Kasumi's position, dashing quick and silent as a cat along across the open ground.&nbsp; She is still scanning for more towers or guards-- Kasumi's knuckles are, perhaps, the one part of the woman with Ithi'Ka does <i>not</i> want to become more familiar.&nbsp; Just in case, she checks the tower for an access hatch, though she fully expects it to be locked from within.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 00:32:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi's captive is unconcious, and she shoves him back into his small wooden box.&nbsp; The window has been widened enough for women as slim as Kasumi and Ithi'ka to enter, though the inside appears fairly boring, a high platform, chair, and nothing else besides the unconcious man.&nbsp; It has a door in the back, locked with a cheap looking padlock on the inside.<br><br>((Listen check, plus what Ithi'ka does next.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 00:36:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her ally unhurt, Ithi'Ka gives Kasumi a smirk of admiration before turning to scan the terrain again, her silvery eyes darting from shadow to shadow.&nbsp; She begins to pick her way toward the side of the house, leading what will be a route along the treeline.&nbsp; ((Listen 15.&nbsp; Hope Kasumi's ears are better.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 01:09:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi follows Ithi'ka closely, as they circle the wall around the house, near the treeline.<br><br>The trees in fact, open up after a few dozen feet, leading out into fields, some obviously tilled, and others full of plants in even rows.&nbsp; The side of the house is reached quickly, though the wall is still preventing easy access. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 03:34:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka checks for any drain entrances that might offer access.&nbsp; She expects to find no other gate but the one they left behind at the path, so she checks her haversack-- the rope, of course, she's left on the dead pimp in the city.&nbsp; "Looks like the wall or the gate," she says softly as she trots back to the guard's booth.&nbsp; Fetching one of the fallen guards' chairs, she shooting a look of mild embarrassment and teasing warning to the monk.&nbsp; "Don't laugh," she whispers as she places the chair against the wall.&nbsp; ((if there are any stately trees on the opposite side from her, she'll choose one of those points for shadow.))&nbsp; "This tactic is approved by many a master thief."&nbsp; Standing on the chair, she's still a good three feet shy of the wall's top, but her tiny frame doesn't cause it to creak in the least.&nbsp; She then extends slings her bow over her shoulder and reaches up, gripping the wall's top, easing up to peek over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 18:03:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The farm house's lower windows are open, and the lighting inside shows evidence of a party, as does the noise of music and voices heard now faintly.&nbsp; The second and third floor windows are shuttered, though some show light behind them.&nbsp; There appears to be no one in the side yard. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 20:15:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka lowers herself back down gently, then turns to Kasumi and speaks in a whisper.&nbsp; "I don't understand."&nbsp; She rubs her jaw in consternation her silver eyes narrowed.&nbsp; <i>This should be the place where they brought her... this place is connected to Roland and Magus, some point of their operations...</i>&nbsp; she returns to the site where Kasumi's unfortunate victim lays, undoubtedly, in a torpor of the magnitude only the monk could have so kindly delivered.&nbsp; <i>These are not even elite guards...</i> she turns back to the house and moves to climb the wall.&nbsp; ((taking ten should get her over easily, if not prettily, if that's okay?))&nbsp; <br><br>She moves to one side to study the goings on within.&nbsp; Keeping her profile low, she peers inside-- she's fully aware of how light from within a glass pane renders it mirror-like when looking out, and the opposite is true for thouse outside.&nbsp; She uses this to the best of her abiity to study those gathered.&nbsp; She also scans for a tressel, gutter, servant's entrance, or anything else to get her upstairs-- or, alternately, an under-protected basement window or cellar door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 22:09:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Inside the large room, Ithi'ka can see an odd scene.&nbsp; A large number of men gathered round a pair of seated men, a game board of some sort between them, with several scantily clad girls fetching drinks, or being fondled by the watchers. Two women in noble costume, (or at least mostly, as one is missing her skirts,) are standing next to the two men playing the game.&nbsp; The room has a spiral staircase on one end, and a bar on either end, one of which Ithi'ka is looking past.&nbsp; There is a small band playing music in the corner.<br><br>The outside of the house does not appear that hard to climb, having been designed more for show than defense, with plenty of handholds between the windows above and below.<br><br>Kasumi, watching over Ithi'ka shoulder, whispers.&nbsp; "I've been thinking.&nbsp; This person we are looking for is a changling?&nbsp; How will we know them?&nbsp; Perhaps, we could enter, disquised?"&nbsp; She points to her hair ribbon, that Ithi'ka knows is Kasumi's hat of disquise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 23:13:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka nods in comprehension at Kasumi's suggestion.&nbsp; "Unless they have detection of magic at their disposal... in which case we would both glow like festival trees, no?"&nbsp; She smiles slightly at the joke, her eyes searching Kasumi for comprehension, hoping her joke was acceptable.&nbsp; "There is no way I can sneak into this room with so many except, how you suggest.&nbsp; We have but one of these... face-changers, so perhaps we disguise one of us the old-fashioned way."&nbsp; She stashes her bow and quiver into the haversack, the items disappearing smoothly and remarkably within the confines.&nbsp; "I cannot leave you alone with these cretins.&nbsp; They are groping those girls within.&nbsp; But I may have to check upstairs."<br><br>To hear each other clearly, the two women must remain close at hand, and when she speaks it is practically into Kasumi's ear.&nbsp; "They would probably be unable to restrain themselves.&nbsp; Me, they know I do not belong in a moment."&nbsp; Sighing softly, she glances over Kasumi and turns her eyes away as if embarrassed at her thoughts.&nbsp; As a thought occurs to her, her eyes widen very slightly.&nbsp; "I can perhaps pose as a dancer from Xen'Drik.&nbsp; I can dance a little... perhaps if they are not well traveled, they accept my mistakes as, ah, quirks of the culture."&nbsp; She rolls her silver eyes and whispers a complaint at the idea, "<em>Zix'tch</em>, I cannot believe I even consider this."<br><br>She remains utterly still, so as not to attract attention through motion, but somehow Kasumi is aware that the Drow if she weren't so practiced, she'd be squirming with discomfort at the idea.&nbsp; "Only chance to find that girl is to listen in, observe... study close.&nbsp; Perhaps search."&nbsp; Rising slowly to her feet, she moves out of the range of the window's sight in a crouch, then rises to her feet and faces Kasumi.&nbsp; "Disguises it is, then."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 00:52:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi nods, but shrugs.&nbsp; "Men groping I can handle.&nbsp; I've suffered far worse.&nbsp; I see only humans inside though.&nbsp; Perhaps, you should disquise yourself with the hat, perhaps as a potential patron, someone rich and important, looking for the perfect companion... One whom can be anyone you desire... like a changeling?&nbsp; I could be your bodyguard, or companion... certainly it would be safer for me, for the hat can disquise that you even wear the haversack, while it is impossible to disarm me."<br><br>Saying this, she hands you the hat.&nbsp; Her appearance shifts only slightly, apparently her hair is actually longer than it appears, and her dojo top has a single character, where before it was blank.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 00:15:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding with seeming relief, the drow studies Kasumi.&nbsp; "I like you without illusions," she says softly, casting her eyes aside.&nbsp; She accepts the hat and places it atop her head with her eyes closed.&nbsp; ((use magic item 26))&nbsp; Her features are softened, as if without the hardness of spirit that she typically carries with her like a stone mask.&nbsp; Her serpent-skin armor becomes a rippling satin gown, her cloak the flowing tails of its skirt, and her low-slung haversack a bustle.&nbsp; She has a fuller bust in the illusion, revealed through a deep-cut neckline, and her sivery-amber eyes have hazel irises.&nbsp; Rather than her steely gray skin, hers is now a creamier brown, her ears less pointed... reminiscent of a half-elf's, actually...<br><br>"We have a code word.&nbsp; Midnight." she says softly, touching at a coppery-blonde coif atop her head.&nbsp; Smoothing her 'dress' with her hands, she prepares to move.&nbsp; "We go, then."&nbsp; They go to the front door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 00:50:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi nods, and says softly, in elvish.&nbsp; "And I like you better as yourself.&nbsp; And don't worry about me inside, treat me as slave, or be as forward as you like, I shall not be offended, not for the world.&nbsp; I have been treated far, far worse, for less reason."<br><br>At the front door there is no sign of life, but a short knock brings an eye to the peep-hole. "Aye?" A gruff voice asks.&nbsp; "Who sent you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 04:48:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Doing her best to appear disgusted at being so addressed, Ithi'Ka snorts and turns away.&nbsp; "Tell it that Magus extended us this invitation," she says to Kasumi.&nbsp; Trying to complete the illusion-- and mask her own lack of acting prowess-- she turns her face away.&nbsp; "I don't talk to the unclean."&nbsp; ((Adding an AP to this one, cause she's only got 1 rank in Bluff: 15.&nbsp; Woo-hoo!))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 12:37:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Take back your unused action point... Magus's name was more than enough for now.&nbsp; Besides, you may need the point later.))<br><br>;)<br><br>The door swings open, the fairly ugly fellow opening it seems to have taken no offense.&nbsp; "That's a name I like to hear, madame, but few dare speak it." He grins an uglyier grin at you, leers a tiny bit, then opens the further door, waving you inside.<br><br>Inside, a half ogre stands sentinel, his bare chest crossed by the greatsword's belt he wears. His back is too you as he stands next to the door, watching the room for trouble.&nbsp; Only a moments glance tells you that his loose trousers match the 'uniforms' worn by the serving girls.<br><br>As you enter slowly, as few differences between this parlor and Lady Nightshade's become plain.&nbsp; One is the 'attire' of the women.&nbsp; The provocitive low cut gowns and slinky dresses there are replaced by lingere and semi-nakedness here.&nbsp; Several of the girls are topless.<br><br>The girls's attitude is the other striking difference.&nbsp; The laughter and interaction has been replaced by forced smiles.&nbsp; <br><br>There seem to be no other women patrons here, save perhaps for the two dressed in noble fashion you saw earlier.&nbsp; Speaking of whom, they must remain the center of attention for most of the room, as the backs of the men surrounding that spot are all you see of it.<br><br>However, as you look around, the group gives of a mixture of groans and cheers, and the group begins to break up, money changing hands between several groups.&nbsp; The central figures are walking towards the spiral stairs, one woman nude, clinging to the arm of one of the men, the other woman skirtless, following the pair docilely.<br><br>The other man is still seated, looking at the now empty table in front of him, a little bit of an annoyed expression on his face.&nbsp; It brightens when he sees you however, and he waves you towards him.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 20:43:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka opts for silence, allowing the man to do the speaking.&nbsp; She snaps subtly and entirely unnecessarily at Kasumi in a gesture of command.&nbsp; The ruse gives her little pleasure in these circumstances, nor does she relish the sights as she would normally-- what with all the opulence and attractive, unclad forms.&nbsp; She can't help but focus on the deception, however, as a distraction from the fear... she's not really afraid of being here, of being humiliated or brutalized or even killed, really.&nbsp; But anything that happens to Kasumi is going to weigh on her conscience more than the hundreds she killed through psionic sabotages... the poisoning of the mind-well, so to speak.&nbsp; Kasumi's doing this, apparently, for nothing other than friendship.&nbsp; Ithi'Ka doesn't keep friends well, and getting one into all this, all for some infantile obsession?&nbsp; She's furious with herself.<br><br><i>Focus on the job,</i> she chastises herself in her mind, transitioning smoothly to a venemous smile at greeting the man who has risen to his feet.&nbsp; She extends her hand the way she has seen ladies do, but has never done herself before now.&nbsp; Long fingers, leather-gloved, look to be gloved in polished calfskin all the way to her elbow.&nbsp; She wants to check Kasumi's reaction, but dare not look yet.&nbsp; "Charming place," she says coyly.&nbsp; She doesn't try to hide her accent, but speaks formally and carefully regardless.&nbsp; It's better she come off as a foreigner, in this case, since she's not known here, and she gives the man a sour smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 21:20:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man assesses the pair of you all the way across the room.&nbsp; He seems pleased to see you both.<br><br>"I'm pleased you like it." He says in response.&nbsp; "How can I help you, madame...?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 22:49:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka can't walk like a lady.&nbsp; She has a hard enough time not walking like a man... but her familiarity with dance and balance kicks in, and she simply imagines that she's walking a very thin ledge to his table, placing each foot dead center of the narrow way.&nbsp; She gives him a set-mouthed, cursory inspection, then curls lips at the corners as if satisfied.&nbsp; "I am looking for something truly different," she says in her best purr.&nbsp; "I am... bored... with this country's stock.&nbsp; I need variety, and I need it at the snap of my fingers," she says softly.&nbsp; She is afraid of being too direct.&nbsp; "My associate told me-- promised me, in fact-- that you have the perfect thing for me."&nbsp; She tips her face, smiling slightly.&nbsp; "He said you would know just the thing indeed.&nbsp; What can you offer me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 23:47:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man's face freezes a long second, as he appears to consider.&nbsp; Then he smiles, a slightly annoyed smile, the kind of smile that means he's angry with someone not actually present.&nbsp; "I see.&nbsp; I have a Changling in my employ one whole day, and already a buyer has appeared.&nbsp; It seems I need to discuss that with MY associate."<br><br>He looks away for a moment, guestures for a girl to bring a couple of drinks, takes a swig of his, and says, quite calmly.&nbsp; "Despite what you may have heard, I have barely gotten anything out of this deal.&nbsp; What have you to offer me?"&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 00:08:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trying to foresee the branching paths of conversation that could emerge, Ithi'Ka struggles to decide the best course.&nbsp; She could promise riches, or hint at Magus' goodwill, but would that not tip her hand?&nbsp; She can offer none of this.&nbsp; This man seems proud... he's already annoyed at something-- possibly a lost bet.&nbsp; Why not give him a chance to be proud?<br><br>Ithi'Ka tips her face back as if indignant.&nbsp; "Changeling?"&nbsp; She scoffs, her mouth smirking.&nbsp; "What good is that?&nbsp; They can only change so much, no?&nbsp; A boy with black hair, a boy with red hair, a boy with blonde hair.&nbsp; What does it matter?"&nbsp; She licks her lips tenderly, looking aside and down as if remembering a torrent of lovers in her past, her mouth poised to form a word.&nbsp; "My associate said this would be extraordinary.&nbsp; And for that, I will pay extraordinarily.&nbsp; And not only in money... you see, I can get money, or I can get things that money cannot buy.&nbsp; Like respect... bigger contracts... a piece of the shipping trade."<br><br>She leans over closer to the man, smiling dearly.&nbsp; She wants him to see as little of her as possible, for fear he read the lie in her demeanor or movements.&nbsp; So she places herself so close that he can smell the sandalwood smell of her skin-- her real skin.&nbsp; "If your Changeling is really... <i>that</i>... capable, I would pay you very, very handsomely."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 02:08:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slides back a bit, not at all shyly, but contemplatvely.&nbsp; "You have money?&nbsp; I have money.&nbsp; I don't do 'trade' he says with a tinge of disgust in his voice at that word. <br><br>He frowns.&nbsp; "I don't want to disapoint someone with such connections.&nbsp; How to resolve this?"<br><br>He muses for a few moments before his eyes light up.&nbsp; "Perhaps, a wager?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 04:34:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka blinks slowly, masking well the sinking feeling she has as his eyes go bright with interest.&nbsp; <i>This can't be good.</i><br><br>She straightens her back, places her hands on her hips in her best approximation of a stance of display.&nbsp; "Go on," she says softly, acutely aware that they're being watched and studied from many angles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 12:21:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He once again looks you and Kasumi over, slowly and apraisingly.<br><br>"We play a game for her.&nbsp; I don't need money or trade, as I said, but I always enjoy a chalenge, and your companion there looks like she could be of use to me as well."<br><br>He grins then, obviously excited by the prospect.&nbsp; "Yes, a game.&nbsp; If you win, I give you the changeling.&nbsp; If I win, you give me this girl... and seeing as it's not an even trade, you give me your best tonight as well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 14:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She snorts dismissively.&nbsp; "How do I know your Changeling is even worth the risk?&nbsp; This one's been well-trained in all manner of disciplines... I came here seeking satisfaction, and I expect some guaranteed return."&nbsp; Trailing her fingers over the necklace at her throat-- in the costume, it appears to be an ornate pendant-- she eyes the man once more.&nbsp; "But... games can be their own amusement, I suppose.&nbsp; You mean just for the night, of course?&nbsp; And what is the game?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 19:32:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shrugs.&nbsp; "A game of skill, I think.&nbsp; Whist perhaps?&nbsp; Chess?&nbsp; I dislike simple games.&nbsp; I prefer a match of wits." He smiles broadly.&nbsp; "We have a few such matches here every night.&nbsp; To make it more interesting, I'll bring June down, to fill my wager.&nbsp; So, do you care to risk it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 23:34:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka drums her fingers once, thinking it over-- the trick is appearing not to care.&nbsp; If she refuses, she tips her hand... it will be obvious she's not the secret-society libertine she's purporting to be.&nbsp; That would be unacceptable, and June would slip through her fingers.&nbsp; She doubts highly that she would find the Changeling again.<br><br>"Very well," she says softly, and with a broad smile.&nbsp; "I do not wish to disappoint my associate, so I still want to meet-- June did you say?&nbsp; Regardless of the outcome.&nbsp; Is this acceptable?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>27-02-2010, 02:18:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins.&nbsp; "Of course, of course.&nbsp; Only fair for you to see the merchandice you are wagering for.&nbsp; He snaps his fingers, and a nearby girl goes upstairs quickly.&nbsp; The man then says.&nbsp; "Count Ibly, at your service.&nbsp; You did not mention a preference of game?&nbsp; I just lost at Whist... perhaps Chess?" He suggests.&nbsp; "You may have heard of our set here, it has a reputation?" <br><br>Again, he snaps his fingers, an a girl quicky brings over a very elegant looking chess set.&nbsp; The board seems to be carved soropus wood, inlaid with mythral and cold iron of all things.&nbsp; He opens the intricate lock with a tiny key, and inside are the pieces, ivory and obsidian they look, each with a bottom edge of mythral, the bottom in a silk felt material.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>27-02-2010, 20:20:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chuckling softly, Ithi'Ka hides her reaction.&nbsp; "You men and your pieces," she says softly.&nbsp; "Can't keep your hands off them, can you?"&nbsp; The game of chess hasn't yet made much of a following in Xen'drik, but she's played enough to understand it.&nbsp; She does, however, nod subtly in agreement.&nbsp; If she loses, she might still win in the end... but doing so will simply take longer.&nbsp; <br><br>Leaning forward, the false image of a face superimposed over her own jet skin, she smiles wickedly.&nbsp; "Let's play."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 00:42:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good!" He says with a smile of satisfaction.&nbsp; I'm sure you'll enjoy the game!<br><br>As he says this, another non-descript young woman comes up to Ibly, but he turns to her with a smile. "Ah, my dear June.&nbsp; You have come in time.&nbsp; You are my wager tonight.&nbsp; Please show my guest's companion to the dressing room, and get both of you into the chess dresses."<br><br>The young woman looks intently at you and Kasumi a long moment, then nods without speaking.&nbsp; She guestures then for Kasumi to follow her.<br><br>Kasumi gives you a short glance, then follows her into a side room.<br><br>Count Ibly is sitting back, enjoying his drink, and apparently te song the band has begun.&nbsp; He nods his head along to it, his eyes closed.<br><br>Before the song ends, Kasumi has returned... twice.&nbsp; Two women emerge from the room, dressed in a slightly archaic but pretty dresses, bustier's, gloves stockings, low shoes, and even bonnets, matching in style, if opposite in color scheme.&nbsp; One has a black dress and skirt, with white accessories, the other reverses this.&nbsp; The one with the white dress stands next to Ibly, the one in black comes over to you, squeezes your arm, and says in a breath in your ear, "I haven't spoken yet, so you'll know it's me from my voice until she can hear it.&nbsp; After that, I'll talk about a Breland Howler monkey, if there is any doubt between us. I doubt they'll try to switch us, but I don't want you to worry about it." <br><br>Ibly has opened his eyes, and he quickly sets up the board.&nbsp; Taking the last two pawn, he hides them in his hands.&nbsp; He holds both his hands out, and says simply.&nbsp; "Left or right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 04:37:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka's eyes widen slightly at the duplicate vision of the two.&nbsp; She studies the two of them intently, trying to discern any hint of difference between them.&nbsp; ((Spot 22))&nbsp; "Acceptable," she says softly in response to Kasumi before turning a cold stare onto the opposing player.&nbsp; She smiles very faintly, reaching one hand up to her lips in thought.<br><br>It's a good thing Kasumi's not wearing the disguise, she realizes; should garments begin to drop, the ruse would be off.&nbsp; Somehow, though, she feels a twinge of guilt at the prospect of drawing the monk into this mess; on the other hand, she might just be feeling guilty because of the hint of arousal she's feeling at seeing her dressed so nicely... and in duplicate.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd be taking advantage, that much is certain... but would Kasumi, on some level, enjoy it..?<br><br>"Left," she says bluntly, crossing her legs at the knee and assuming a regal air.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 11:25:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He opens his hands, and shows you the black pawn in his left.&nbsp; His smile fades somewhat as he places the pieces on the board.&nbsp; He says.&nbsp; "Begin."&nbsp; Very softly.&nbsp; <br><br>The board, and both Kasumi and her duplicate flare with bluish light for a moment.&nbsp; Several people notice, and a crowd begins to gather as Count Ibly makes his first move, advancing his king's pawn forward two squares. <br><br>Kasumi looks a bit surprised at the light show, and the Count explains.&nbsp; "Binding magical contract, my dear.&nbsp; In the past, some foolish people tried to leave before the game was finished.&nbsp; We don't have that problem now, fortunatly." As he says this his eyes flash, and he grins cheerfully. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 14:26:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'ka studies the other woman for a reaction to the spell, certain that the changeling had to know what was coming, and trying to gauge its reaction.&nbsp; Reading its face is like seeking an emotional response from a statue, but within her own mind the drow constructs details and responses that <i>should</i> be... what was it that Nightshade did to earn itsenmity?&nbsp; Was it simply greed that turned it, or some deeper-seated fear-- some desperate need for self-preservation?<br><br>She moves her queen's pawn one square in response, showing what looks to be a timid opening, unwilling to challenge the center of the board.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 22:04:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The changling seems to be matching Kasumi's reactions as best she can, and being a fair actress, is doing a fair job of it, reacting in apparent surprise when Kasumi does.&nbsp; In fact, she almost looks really surprised.<br><br>Count Ibly, on the other hand, is starting a powerful opening game, and thrusts his king's bishop diagonally forward until it reaches his queens's bishop's 4th space.&nbsp; He smiles politely, obviously happy with his move, and wondering if Ithi'ka will keep moving timidly, or take his bait.<br><br>Next to her, Kasumi tenses slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 00:46:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeming not to notice his glee, nor Kasumi's tension, Ithi'Ka pushes her queen's bishop to her king's third square, two positions in front of her king to challenge Ibly's bishop.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 00:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods slightly to Ithi'ka, and, still smiling, pushes his Queen's Knight's pawn a space forward protectively.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 02:46:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hesitates to think on what might happen when Kasumi and June begin being... affected... by the loss of pieces, but there's no way around it.&nbsp; Kasumi did seem quite self-assured about her lack of self-consciousness in the face of such scrutiny.&nbsp; The drow hopes that the sight is not so terribly distracting that she, too, is distracted.&nbsp; She has a feeling it might be so...<br><br>Ithi'Ka remains stoic, studying the pieces for a few minutes, before she pushes her queen's pawn one more square forward to challenge Ilby's pawn and bishop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 03:09:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ibly smiles wider, and takes the forward moving pawn with his Bishop.&nbsp; When he places the pawn to the side, Kasumi places a hand on Ithi'ka's shoulder.&nbsp; Glancing over, Ithi'ka can see her pointing down towards her shin, where a shapely foot and ankle show where one stocking has vanished.<br><br>The Count says softly.&nbsp; "I rarely refuse a free pawn." His tone is almost kind, if a bit false.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 03:15:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka stares from behind her disguise, but the cold gleam in the hazel eyes she wears is true to her own.&nbsp; "Nothing is free," she says softly, taking his bishop with her own.&nbsp; "But, you knew this already, no?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 03:30:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Ithi'ka puts down the taken bishop, the Kasumi opposite her changes, subtlely.&nbsp; She frowns, and reaches down to her side, stroking her hip a minute.&nbsp; She shrugs, a momentary discovery of some sort... then no other expression on her face.<br><br>Ibly on the other hand, seems quite content, and quickly responds by taking Ithi'ka's extended Bishop with the defending pawn.&nbsp; "Call it a trade, if you like, but I remain ahead."<br><br>Kasumi at first seems to notice nothing when then Count places the bishop down.&nbsp; But a moment later she shifts uncomfortably.<br><br>((Spot check?))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 03:40:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((26...))<br><br>Ithi'Ka slides her queen forward to capture the pawn, still not smiling when she lifts her face to study Count Ilby's reaction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 03:49:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Ithi'ka notices a distinct lack of panty line on both Kasumi's))<br><br>The changeling's left stocking vanishes, but Ibly's smile becomes broader.&nbsp; "A queen player?&nbsp; How lovely.&nbsp; I do so enjoy a good exchange." He slides his queen out in response, diagonally.&nbsp; The queen ends up 2 ahead of his king's bishop's space, threatening Ithi'ka's Queen.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 06:52:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For the first time since the game's beginning, Ithi'Ka looks up to Kasumi's eyes-- although the disguise doesn't waver much, those hazel orbs twinkle very gently in sympathy... clearly, from her style of play so far, she's a trader... she likes to grind every piece from the board and finish with a minimalistic endgame, regardless of any setbacks along the way.<br><br>She opts, instead to bring out the king's pawn one square in protection of the queen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 12:39:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi smiles back at the implied appology in the look, perfectly calm.&nbsp; She shakes her head slightly, as if to say there is no need to appologize.<br><br>Ibly, apparently, is also a trader... at least in this game.&nbsp; His hand hovers over the queen for a long moment, obviously considering, then, almost reluctantly, it heads&nbsp; towards a knight.<br><br>Then, he takes in the board again, a pause of perhaps 30 seconds.&nbsp; He suddenly grins.&nbsp; "Why not.&nbsp; Let's take the ladies off the board." He says this, and takes your queen with his, setting it down with a bang, not bothering to hide that he's watching Kasumi.<br><br>Her dress vanishes without a sound, Kasumi gasps just slightly in reaction before schooling herself. Beneath the dress, she wears a sheer slip, and the slip beneath is sheer enough to show that she does not dye her hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 16:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka feels a surge of protective emotions-- odd, that.&nbsp; She manages to not flinch, but somehow this is harder than expected.&nbsp; Even harder is that she's not able to fully contain the urge to survey Kasumi's body through the sheer slip, youthful and wonderfully endowed... she doesn't allow herself to look for long enough to tip her hand.&nbsp; She must feign familiarity, even boredom, with Kasumi's body.&nbsp; It's not easy.<br><br>There's also a vague irritation... the board may be even, but she's a half-move behind now, with her pawn unprotected mid-board as she takes the Count's queen in retaliation.<br><br>She rolls the queen between her fingers and smirks at it.&nbsp; "Intimidated by bold women, are we?"&nbsp; She meets his eyes with her illusion-gaze, tilting her well-sculpted lips into a condescending smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 17:37:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not at all my dear." He says with a grin. "Powerful people are my allies.&nbsp; It is the weak I prey upon, like you do." He watches the changeling with an somewhat avid gaze as Ithi'ka finally lowers the queen.&nbsp; The girl's black dress vanishes as well, leaving a sheer white slip under the bodice.&nbsp; A close glance shows the girl has matched even the minor details of Kasumi's strong and supple figure.&nbsp; The girl is more nervous than Kasumi however, and seems uncomfortable at the growing number of men close around watching her closely, and commenting.<br><br>Ibly meanwhile, has studied the board a few seconds, and moves his queen's bishop one square to rest in front of it's neighbor, the queen's knight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 20:37:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka wonders how the mimic managed to assume such fine features so exactly, and tries-- unsuccessfully-- not to let her body respond to such remarkable... detail.&nbsp; <br><br>She pushes her king's bishop's pawn one square forward, another defensive measure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 20:45:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi places a hand on Ithi'ka's shoulder, her energy calming.<br><br>As the Count jumps his queens's knight forward into the queen's bishop's third square, threatening the pawn alone in the middle of the board.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 21:13:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka's skin tingles at the touch, so unused to any-- even casual and obscured-- personal contact.<br><br>She moves her queen's bishop-pawn forward one square to protect the exposed pawn.&nbsp; It certainly appears that she's in no rush to develop her pieces or mount an attack yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 21:52:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((You mean queen's bishop's pawn.))<br><br>Ibly also moves a pawn forward, his queen's knight's pawn forward one space.&nbsp; His grin is less intense, as he works out his stratagy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 21:59:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((This look right to you?&nbsp; If so, Sense Motive result 26 to see if he's bluffed a blunder.))<br>(http://imgur.com/Tc4wh.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 22:50:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((That's correct, and he's not bluffing.&nbsp; And where'd you get the screen shot from?))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 23:10:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((http://www.apronus.com/chess/wbeditor.php (http://www.apronus.com/chess/wbeditor.php) lets you make chess diagrams online for free, even states that it's okay to repost them not-for-profit, but requests donations :)&nbsp; It's been really handy since I don't even have a board right now.))<br><br>Ithi'Ka stares at the board for a long time, playing the moves as far out as she can in her mind-- unfortunately, this is not as far as most drow would consider desirable.&nbsp; She half-closes her eyes, tries to see only the pieces and what might be, but loses the future plays among too much creativity-- creativity she knows she's imposing on her own.&nbsp; The count will not-- and has not-- played as <i>she</i> would... it is ludicrous to expect as much.<br><br>Unable to see folley in it, she takes the pawn with her bishop.&nbsp; She sets down the piece with false confidence, refuses to make further eye contact with the Count for fear his eyes will teem with merciless glee.&nbsp; She instead looks to June, narrows her eyes mercilessly.&nbsp; <i>Let her be bared to the core,</i> she thinks spitefully.&nbsp; <i>Traitor.</i><br><br>((edit: put a space remove the elipsis, since i tested the link and it was funkified))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 02:35:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((I made a slight error in the game, involving an extra move on your part, but as it cost Ibly a pawn, and didn't hurt you, we'll assume he's just a little over excited by Kasumi's body, and made a mistake.))<br><br>Ibly frowns, and breathes deeply, steeling his fingers together.&nbsp; June's bonnet vanishes as Ithi'ka puts the captured pawn down.<br><br>After about a minute's study, his breathing has become regular, and he smiles in satisfaction.&nbsp; He then castles queen side.&nbsp; <br><br>"I leave you another trade, if you care to see more." He says, his smile returned to full force.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 03:23:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka certainly considers it, and-- as much as she likes the idea of paring down the board even further, she realizes that his bishop's already out mid-board, and could pose some trouble...<br><br>But still...<br><br>There's only so much advantage to be had when trying to keep that knight cornered.&nbsp; She's always preferred bishops to knights, but... isn't she more of a knight?&nbsp; Isn't she, herself, more of a strategic attacker than a controller?<br><br>She takes the knight.&nbsp; <br><br>She eases her shoulders back and lifts her face to study Kasumi's double, her face a mask of condescending pleasure-- but not in sexual mastery, really, so much as cold, measured anger.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 12:11:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				June stumbles as her right shoe vanishes from beneath her.&nbsp; She straightens, but the difference is more apparant now, she has not half Kasumi's grace.<br><br>Ibly just smiles, a twinkle in his eyes as he takes your bishop in return with his own.&nbsp; Kasumi beside you seems the same, though.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 14:28:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka can't help but wonder what Kasumi just lost, to seem so unaffected... knowing her grace, she glances down at the monk's shoes just to be sure.&nbsp; <br><br>Considering that her king's exposed, she expects him to attack.&nbsp; She brings out her queen's knight, taking it to the rim of the board on her left to place it two squares in front of her rook.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 20:29:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Sorry, he can't reach that pawn.&nbsp; Take a second look... the king's bishop's pawn is on the third row from me, I believe.&nbsp; I'll go back through the game and write up proper notation if you want.))<br><br>((Edit: I found the move that I think you may have missed.&nbsp; Not that I don't WANT Kasumi to lose more clothes, mind you...:D )) <div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=56331.msg2797138#msg2797138">Quote from: Ixy on 02-03-2010, 20:37:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Ithi'Ka wonders how the mimic managed to assume such fine features so exactly, and tries-- unsuccessfully-- not to let her body respond to such remarkable... detail.&nbsp; <br><br>She pushes her king's bishop's pawn one square forward, another defensive measure.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>((Here's the current board-- if I missed something, please let me know so I can fix it!))<br>(http://imgur.com/LboS4.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 22:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Got it, thanks.))<br><br>Count Ibly takes advantage of the open king, and slides his castled rook one square right.&nbsp; "Check.". He says with an amused air.<br><br>Kasumi shudders sightly next to you as he says it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 23:26:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka blinks subtly, not suprised at the move, but takes an extra moment to consider Kasumi's reaction... <i>what that what I think it was?</i><br><br>After a few moments' pause, she swings her king's knight to block, placing it between her king and the rook.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 23:31:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ibly looks thoughtfully at the board, then gives a slight shrug, and moves his's queen's rook's pawn out one square.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 23:47:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka pushes her king forward and toward her king's side, placing it beside her knight to the king's side of the board.&nbsp; She glances up at Kasumi for a&nbsp; moment longer, curious if there are any other affects from the check earlier, before turning her vacuous eyes back to the Count.&nbsp; In this guise, her creamy brown face shows no emotion still.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 00:42:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi catches Ithi'ka eyes for a moment as she looks her way.&nbsp; Outwardly, she seems composed, but is there a slight flush to her cheeks that wasn't there before?&nbsp; It looks that way.<br><br>Ibly grins.&nbsp; "She's got good control.&nbsp; Even if I lose, I'll give you a good price for her."<br><br>He reaches forward and moves the bishop again, one square forward and towards the edge of the board.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 05:01:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka glides her fingertips over the crown of her queen's side knight almost like stroking a loving little pet's muzzle, as if to say, "goodbye", before deftly swapping the piece for the count's bishop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 12:18:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				June's eyes widen a bit, and she fidgets, as her nipples suddenly show somewhat from under the bustier, but otherwise, she seems the same.<br><br>Ibly, on the otherhand, frowns slightly, before shaking off his minor disapointment.&nbsp; He takes Ithi'ka's&nbsp; Knight with the waiting pawn, and turns his eyes to Kasumi as he puts it down.&nbsp; Again, Kasumi does not seem to react, but Ibly does, his eyebrows raising in surprise, the men around who are not too busy ogling Kasumi's firm rear end, murmur in appreciation.<br><br>Following Ibly's gaze, Ithi'ka notices one of Kasumi's shoe's has vanished, but her foot remains hovering above the ground, balanced with no seeming effort.&nbsp; She lowers the foot slowly and gracefully then, and crosses her legs slightly to take a more comfortable stance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 18:03:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Studying Kasumi, Ithi'Ka declines to answer the Count's earlier question.&nbsp; If he is, as his name implies, then he might have the resources to figure out who Kasumi is.&nbsp; He might even have the sway in Rekkenmark to pull favors among the inbred Karrn nobility to sway the military and interfere with their futures in some attempt to get his hands on her...<br><br>Right now, Ithi'Ka can't blame him a bit, and despite the twinge of guilt she feels at having realized it, she knows that she's incredibly aroused by the entire experience.&nbsp; Something in her, in some dark pit of desire, wants to draw Kasumi to a meltdown of arousal, to pick away at that perfect facade to some desperately hungry core of need... <br><br>Closing her eyes, the drow turns back to the board, then looks up gently at the Count.&nbsp; For the first time, she begins to smile, a slow, malicious smile.&nbsp; One corner of her mouth quirks in an empathetic good, sporting cheer, and she tips her face to the side as she pushes her queen's rook's pawn two squares to challenge the count's pawn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 18:47:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ibly responds quickly, his pawn attacking, taking the rook's pawn.&nbsp; Kasumi's right glove vanishes as he puts the piece down, and he nods in your dirrection, obviously enjoying the game, and the carnage on the board.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 18:51:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka eases out her rook and captures that pawn, rolling the captured piece in her fingers for a moment before placing it alongside its many fallen compatriots.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 19:01:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As June's left stocking vanishes, revealing a shapely leg, Ibly is already moving his queen's pawn out a space.&nbsp; He nods toward Ithi'ka with a grin, his eye taking in the rook's position before glancing over at June.&nbsp; He says, "Lovely... lovely." under his breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 19:13:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka slides her King's rook to the King's row, placing it directly behind her knight.&nbsp; She bites the inside of her cheek, chastising herself for almost agreeing aloud. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 19:18:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ibly notes this casually, and shrugs, jumping his remaining knight into the bishop's third square, just ahead of the pawns. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 19:44:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'ka moves her king's knight forward two spaces and one toward the edge of the board, placing it two squares in front of the Count's knight.&nbsp; Their rooks now stare down the board at each other.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 20:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Count nods, no surprise on his face, and he moves his king forward and towards the center of the board.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 20:31:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka takes the rook with her own, forcing yet another trade.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 23:21:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Ithika puts the rook down, June's slip vanishes.&nbsp; She shakes, putting a hand between her legs, and looking uncomfortable.&nbsp; Several men around are clapping politely, those who aren't staring.&nbsp; Ibly himself takes a moment to enjoy the view, her lower half nude, one stocking and shoe not withstanding.&nbsp; He then turns to stare at Kasumi, as he takes Ithi'ka's rook with his own.&nbsp; Several men in front are clapping now.&nbsp; Kasumi's bustier has vanished, leaving her torso clad only in the sheer slip.&nbsp; Kasumi's nipples are perking up from the cooler air, and their near freedom, and the slip enhances the view more than hides it.&nbsp; Kasumi however, stands proudly, one leg slightly bent in frront of the other, her hands at her sides.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 03:27:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cold beast in Ithi'Ka's mind begins to question whether or not June is faking.&nbsp; This is, after all, a matter of her own choosing... if the two specialists hadn't caught on to her for their own reasons, would this not have happened sooner or later?&nbsp; Perhaps even under worse conditions for the changeling?<br><br>Who knows.&nbsp; If Ithi'Ka hadn't seen her room-- how she took such great care to pack even her precious perfume-- she might have felt sorry for the changeling, and perhaps even thought she might be here against her will.<br><br>The coppery-skinned guise of Ithi'Ka reaches casually for her king's knight's pawn, pushing it forward two squares into the white knight's line of attack, though it's protected by its king's-bishop fellow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 12:08:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Count Ibly, his smile widening, duplicates the move, putting his king's knight's pawn two squares forward.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 14:29:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The drow moves her knight back to the queens' row, placing it three squares from her end of the board.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 19:17:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Count nods, scrsches his head a moment, then moves his queen's rook's pawn forward a square.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 23:39:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((You mean king's rook's pawn, right?))'<br><br>Ithi'Ka, with measured control and a determination not to study the exquisite similaritiesof the two forms, pushes her Queen's Bishop's pawn one square.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 00:14:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Oops, yes.))<br><br>Ibly responds by moving the rook to the queen's knight's spot..
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 06:03:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka notes the potential there and, for the moment, seems unconcerned.&nbsp; She pushes the queen's bishop's pawn again, placing it in mutual threat to the Count's queen's pawn counterpart.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 12:16:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Count looks at the board for a few moments, then shrugs, smiles, and takes your pawn with his own.&nbsp; Kasumi's other stocking vanishes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 14:32:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka retaliates by taking the count's pawn with her own.&nbsp; The creamed-coffee-skinned disguise she wears turns its hazel up to Count Ilby with a patient glare... even with the board pared down thusly, she can see a half dozen different ways this could go, so for the moment she leans back in the chair, recrosses her slim legs, and watches June and Kasumi.&nbsp; She looks for Kasumi's eyes, and-- perhaps it's the disguise, but perhaps it's not-- lets her gaze roam unhindered over every inch of the monk, then to June for a cursory recap.<br><br>She wants them both for the wrong reasons.&nbsp; Kasumi because of her confidence and certainty of what she desires, June because of her shame which, surprisingly, she wants to exploit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 21:48:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kasumi's eyes crinkle in a slight smile as Ithi'ka catches her eyes, and she stands calmly under her gaze, wih even some pride perhaps, though it's impposible to be certain, so even is her countenance.<br><br>June, on the other hand, nearly flinches when Ithi'ka looks at her, her now bare arms covering herself as best as she can.&nbsp; She tries to show a brave face, but Kasumi's face on her is even less realistic with the uncertainty and even fear there. <br><br>Ibly, on the other hand, is enjoying this immensely, and slides his rook across to take Ithi'ka's Queens's Knight's pawn.<br><br>Kasumi's bonnet vanishes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 19:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the rook takes her pawn, Ithi'Ka looks up at Kasumi, her faux amber eyes wide to study her friend's response as the king is placed in check.&nbsp; She catches herself at this, suppresses her curiosity, and instead refocuses on the board... or, at least, appears to do so as she studies Kasumi for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>Ithi'Ka then shakes her head softly, blinks very slowly before she speaks.&nbsp; "I think that my friend has you distracted, Count Ilby."&nbsp; She brings her knight, currently residing in the queen's third square, back to capture the rook.<br><br>((edit: added diagram))<br>(http://imgur.com/4SmxF.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 20:34:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Ah.&nbsp; I place your knight in the wrong spot on the board I was using to record moves.&nbsp; Otherwise I would have declared Check, and it's consequences, and I did not... I had the knight next to the King.&nbsp; I never would have made that mistake otherwise.&nbsp; But, seeing as I'm not rooting for the count, I'll just pretend he's dazzled, and missed this.))<br><br>As the Count says, "Check!" Kasumi's eyes glaze over, she breathes in deeply, and she shudders.&nbsp; She shakes herself somewhat, and slides her hands down her sides, then she steadies herself, her eyes focusing on Ithi'ka's own once more, her breathing steady again.&nbsp; There is a faint musky smell now coming from her.<br><br>Then, when Ithi'ka takes the rook, the Count frowns, his eyes hard, but he does take a moment to <br>enjoy June's suddenly naked chest, her soft breasts bouncing somewhat as the Bodice vanishes.&nbsp; She tries vainly, to cover them with one hand, the other between her legs, but it only makes her appear nakeder.<br><br>He then stares at the board, and after a minute, moves the Knight forward one, and right two, into the queen's 4th, next to Ithi'ka's pawn.<br><br>"Well, done." He says, with an air of unconcern.&nbsp; "I was certainly distracted, something that does not often happen in my business.&nbsp; It was more your companion's control, than her charms, that distracted me, but all is fair, in war and love, so tis said."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 03:34:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((I thought it was just that the count was all distracted by Kasumi's "reaction" :D I understand.))<br><br>Ithi'Ka pushes her rook two squares toward the Count so that the king cannot move forward to aid the knight.&nbsp; Not yet, that is.&nbsp; She, too, is visibly affected.<br><br>((diagram http://i.imgur.com/ny83L.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/ny83L.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 11:27:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The men around are excited, then can sense the tide has turned, (though June's nakedness might be a factor)<br><br>The Count's smile is somewhat strained, as he pushes the king's bishop's pawn forward one to block.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 14:01:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka uncrosses and recrosses her legs the other way, seeming surreptitiously amused... she doesn't study the count's reaction much... moreover, she's fascinated by the drama unfolding among the two women.&nbsp; "I don't know that I could show as much control as my companion," she says softly, moving her knight to her bishop's fourth square to wait, placing it immediately behind her pawn.<br><br>((http://i.imgur.com/KsZd7.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/KsZd7.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 21:23:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ibly, still frowning, moves his queen's bishop's pawn out one square.&nbsp; June, trying to regain her composure, straightens, and slowly moves her hands to her sides, looking over at Kasumi as if measuring her stance.&nbsp; She shivers a bit at the growl of appreciation from the onlookers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 23:17:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka strokes her jaw with finger and thumb and looks onward at the count.&nbsp; She decides it's best to remain silent, for fear she jeopardize her tenuous advantage.<br><br>She swings her knight out to the rim of the board, threatening the white pawn from a position one square above her rook.<br><br>((http://i.imgur.com/PdiEq.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/PdiEq.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 01:01:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ibly also stays silent, intent now upon his game.&nbsp; He moves his Knight to the queen's knight's 5th square.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 02:54:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka pushes her rook one square toward Count Ilby's home row, lifting her eyes in a reptilian stare as the word she's been waiting for falls from her lips.&nbsp; "Check."<br><br>((http://i.imgur.com/a6P2F.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/a6P2F.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 03:07:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Count turns to look at June, as she staggers, grabbing herself tightly, moaning, obviously in great pleasure, her eyes fading back into her skull.&nbsp; She sits down on the floor suddenly, her legs giving way.<br><br>A few moments later, the orgasim, (for it obviously is one) passes, and she slowly regains her feet, looking shaken.<br><br>Couture Ibly, his smile somewhat returned, turns back the the board, and sighing slightly, moves his King to it's own third square.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 03:25:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka fans herself gently for a moment, raising her eyebrows in pantomime of great heat.&nbsp; "Well... this has been fun, but enough of anything is enough."&nbsp; She brings her knight one row toward the middle, then two rows back, protecting her pawn.<br><br>((http://i.imgur.com/tTwbQ.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/tTwbQ.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 03:31:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Count smiles faintly, but says.&nbsp; "Somethings are worth the wait."<br>And then moves the Knight center one and up two. "Check."<br><br>Kasumi gasps, her hand grasps Ithi'ka's shoulder, and her other hand drifts to her stomach, but she stays on her feet, though she's looking a bit pale.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 03:39:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Breathing a slow sigh, she studies Kasumi to ensure that it's not too much for the monk... she pushes her king one diagonal square to place it next to the Count's knight.<br><br>((I read that as two to the middle and one back: http://i.imgur.com/tbixD.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/tbixD.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 03:49:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Imby wastes no time, but moves his knight again, ending directly in Ithi'ka's king's first square.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 03:52:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka moves her knight one row closer, two rows to the middle, forking the king and pawn.&nbsp; "Check."<br><br>((http://i.imgur.com/ugV3m.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/ugV3m.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 04:08:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				June looks alarmed until Ithi'ka speaks.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then she looks blissful, her body shaking with the feelings.&nbsp; She carresses herself, colapsing to her knees slowly, and shuddering.<br><br>Ibly chuckles, a bit oddly, as he moves his king forward to threaten the knight and protect his pawn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 04:29:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka slides her rook to the queens' row.&nbsp; "Check."&nbsp; She suddenly wonders if the changeling is, perhaps, in actual harm's way... <br><br>((http://i.imgur.com/6GUDL.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/6GUDL.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 12:12:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				June, from her spot on the floor, moans again and giggles suddenly.<br><br>Ibly has his king take the pawn, and Kasumi's other stocking vanishes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 13:46:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka mentally chastises herself.&nbsp; Clearly, she had her mind buried in someone's privates for <i>that</i> move.<br><br>She slides her rook to the kings' bishop's row to begin mopping up the rest of the Count's pawns.&nbsp; <br><br>((http://i.imgur.com/rWXpg.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/rWXpg.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 19:25:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Count nods his acknolegement of the move, and, watching Kasumi, moves his knight to Ithi'ka's Queen's Knight's second square.&nbsp; "Check." He says with some satisfaction.<br><br>Kasumi's breathing deepens, and her hand, still on Ithi'ka's shoulder, tightens slightly.&nbsp; Her other hand drifts upwards to her own breast, and she fondles herself a moment, tweeking her nipple through the thin fabric of the shift.&nbsp; She pulls her hand down suddenly, her eyes widening slightly as she becomes aware of her actions.&nbsp; The scent of sex is strengthening about her, her face flushed and sweat startig at her forhead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 20:27:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<del>Ithi'Ka's fingers clench as she suppresses an indignant rage mingled with a powerful, selfish urge to throw herself onto Kasumi in a lustful torrent.<br><br>She takes the knight with her own.</del>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 23:50:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((No, the knight is in your queen's knight's second square.&nbsp; You can't take it with your knight.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 00:34:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=56331.msg2823029#msg2823029">Quote from: Tagan on 09-03-2010, 23:50:42</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">((No, the knight is in your queen's knight's second square.&nbsp; You can't take it with your knight.))<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>((I had to reconstruct from 5-10 moves back to figure that out-- thank you for clarifying!))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 00:42:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka's fingers clench as she suppresses an indignant rage mingled with a powerful, selfish urge to throw herself onto Kasumi in a lustful torrent.<br><br>She slides her king back at a diagonal, threatening the knight.&nbsp; ((http://i.imgur.com/yygEk.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/yygEk.jpg)))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 00:46:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a wicked smile, Ibly takes your knight.&nbsp; Kasumi's shoe vanishes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 01:00:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka takes the Count's knight in return.&nbsp; "You think your girl can handle this endgame?"<br><br>http://i.imgur.com/lHFmU.jpg (http://i.imgur.com/lHFmU.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 01:07:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Count shrugs.&nbsp; "She'll have a good time.&nbsp; I doubt her heart will give out, your merchandise is safe enough." He glances at Kasumi. "I know I've probably lost the game, but you may make a mistake.&nbsp; Besides, I'm enjoying the scenery."<br><br>June's other shoe has vanished, but she doesn't seem to have noticed it yet.<br><br>Ibly then moves his King's Bishop's Pawn one square forward.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 01:55:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka takes the king's bishop's pawn with her rook.&nbsp; "I can see how this game has its... appeal... win or lose."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 06:29:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((ok, I give up.&nbsp; please show me how you think the board should look right now))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 12:10:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Ok, went back and spotted my error.&nbsp; I swapped King for queen again in the location your rook went.&nbsp; A real board would have prevented all these problems... I'm have a really hard time keeping it straight apparently in my head.&nbsp; Of course, had unrealized that those were image links below your posts, that would have worked too.))<br><br>Count Ibly nods to you, as June's stocking vanishes.&nbsp; He moves the queen's bishop's pawn one square forward.&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 15:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((I went back and added a bunch of diagram links later because I was just trying to sort it out... Despite all the confusions, it's still been an awesome RP experience.&nbsp; Next time, though, we can try to play with one of the other methods you suggested originally.))<br><br>Ithi'Ka studies June's version of Kasumi, tries not to let her mind focus too specifically on the image of Kasumi caressing herself as the ecstasy overtook her a moment before... embarrasingly, the Drow's body is thrumming with excitement, and the image of disguise that shifts the hue of her skin to a caramel brown does not hide the quickening of her pulse, the swelling feeling in her own meager breasts...&nbsp; She looks down at the scant garments remaining on June's exhausted form and knows that, if she wants any information from the changeling, she'll have to try to end this game... assuming she can even speak after a checkmate.<br><br>With steady hands, she takes the rook back one row to threaten the Count's farthest pawn.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 19:14:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Do you mean you take the rook's pawn?&nbsp; Or are you moving over to take the pawn guarded by the king?))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 23:36:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((sorry, the rook's pawn.&nbsp; goal: cleanup the unguarded pawns, then use the rook to take out the protected one by the king.&nbsp; Then work a pawn/king down to queen the pawn and work for a mate.&nbsp; I know it's not elegant, but it should be more than sufficient.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 23:48:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				June's last item of clothing, her long glove, vanishes, and she stands now, looking almost curiously at Ithi'ka.<br><br>Ibly moves the protected pawn one more square forward.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 00:37:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka takes the king's rook's pawn.&nbsp; She stares back at June, wondering what it is that the girl is thinking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 01:04:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				June's nearly hopefuly expression drops into melencolly at Ithi'ka's glare.&nbsp; <br><br>The Count advances the center pawn one more square.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 02:31:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka smiles sweetly at the Changeling... a sickening sweetness like poisoned honey.&nbsp; She pushes her rook to the advanced pawn's row, threatening it from behind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 03:02:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				June shivers.<br><br>Count Ibly however, pushes his king forward a space to protect the pawn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 04:32:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka eases her king forward to rest beside one of her pawns and behind the other.&nbsp; She intends to sacrifice the rook, but not before having taken full advantage of her pawns.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 12:05:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ibly continues, pushing his king one more square forward.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 22:20:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka squares up her bishop's pawn one square, resting it beside her king and challenging the Count's king's knight's pawn-- the last on this side of the board.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 22:49:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a bit of glee, Ibly takes that pawn with his own.&nbsp; "Check." he declares, as Kasumi shakes and shudders, her tight control finally breaking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 00:29:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka doesn't make eye contact with Kasumi, but studies the girl with her subtle glance.&nbsp; Her lower body throbs in sympathy.&nbsp; <br><br>She quickly takes the pawn in retort... her next move will be the last pawn, sacrificing her rook, and then she'll use her king to escort a pawn the whole length of the board.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 01:00:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				June's naked form is trembling somewhat as she watches Kasumi's orgasm.&nbsp; She almost seems sorry.&nbsp; Kasumi herself is dazed, trembling with pleasure, her knees buckling slightly as she raises one hand from her side to finger her own nipple through the slip, her other hand drifting from her hip towards her sex, then back again.<br><br>Ibly moves his pawn again, and says, 'Queen!'.&nbsp; The Pawn transforms into the named piece, and June shivers as the black dress appears over her naked body once more.&nbsp; It's obvious that nothing else has returned from the sight of the thin material over June's copy of Kasumi's heaving chest.<br><br>Then Ithi'ka takes the queen with her rook.&nbsp; "Check."<br><br>June colapses, shaking with the power of this orgasam, her dress disapearing as Ithi'ka places the piece down, the cheers of the audience ringing around the room.<br><br>Count Ibly, enjoying the scene fully, takes a few moments to watch her, then, his eyes on Kasumi, takes the rook with his King.&nbsp; Kasumi's slip vanishes, which, her eyes now closed, she takes advantage of, her one hand caressing and stroking her erect nipple, the other wandering between her legs, her fingers begining to dart and probe there.&nbsp; She moans with pleasure, but keeps her feet somehow.<br><br>Count Ibly sits back, enjoying this for a minute as Ithi'ka moves her pawn forward towards the end of the board, and the end of the game.<br><br>A long minute, while Kasumi finally opens her eyes, and, realizing her position, flushes bright red, from her face, down her naked breasts.&nbsp; She pulls her hands away from herself with a shake, and tenses herself for a renued effort at control.<br><br>Ibly sighs obviously somewhat disapointed.&nbsp; He glances down at June, who is pleasuring herself in full view of the crowd, unconcious of their lustful gazes on her.&nbsp; "It was a marvelous game, my dear." He says, turning back to look Ithi'ka in the eyes.&nbsp; He then tips his King over.&nbsp; "I surrender."<br><br>As if a switch has been thrown, both Kasumi and June glow slightly with blue light, and June snaps out of her orgasmic trance.&nbsp; She stands, her eyes fixed on Ithi'ka firmly, as if there is nothing in the world but Ithi'ka.<br><br>A quick glance confirms Kasumi is staring at Ithi'ka just as fixedly.<br><br>"A minor geas." Ibly explains casually.&nbsp; "It will only last a few days, my dear, so enjoy it while you can."&nbsp; &nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 15:49:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ithi'Ka stares back at the count, standing and smoothing her dress over her hips.&nbsp; "We must play again, Count Ilby..." aware of Kasumi and June's stares, she can barely subdue a tremor of unrestrained excitement... the display was too much, she's lost too much control.&nbsp; She's practically shaking, so she refrains from any further show of gentility and turns, abruptly, for the door.<br><br>She halts, turns back, and stares into the count's face... not surprisingly, she's unable to hide her shock.&nbsp; "Did you say... days..?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 20:32:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				June is standing in place, staring at her as Ithi'ka turns back towards the center of the room.&nbsp; Kasumi has turned to face Ithi'ka, still staring, but a slightly confused look starting to cross her face.<br><br>Count Ibly shrugs.&nbsp; "Easier than chains, and more enjoyable." He says, a bit of a frown on his face.&nbsp; He throws it off, adopting a forced smile.&nbsp; "One of the best features of this set." He says with a broad grin.&nbsp; The grin does not reach his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Threa</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 21:05:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Ithi'ka stares at Count Ibly in shock, the men around stand idly, commenting on the match.<br><br>No one seems to dispute the results.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Eberron: Saga of the Rekkenmark; Elsewhere in the City (Ithi'Ka's Side Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tagan</strong> on <strong>21-03-2016, 17:21:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Count Ibly stands suddenly.&nbsp; "Let it not be said I am a sore loser, my dear, nor an ungracious host.&nbsp; Would you like to 'examine' your new property upstairs?&nbsp; Or do you want her gift wrapped now for your departure?&nbsp; Shall I summon your coachman?"<br><br>He looks expectantly at the doorway, as if looking for Ithi'ka's hired coachman... as nearly all nobles from the city hire a coach to come here.<br><br>Ithi'ka's nerves, already on edge, tense further as she realizes her vulnerability.&nbsp; She grasps at his first suggestion... perhaps she can question June upstairs, away from prying eyes and ears, then escape out the window with Kasumi, before their deception is discovered.<br><br>((Hi, Ixy.&nbsp; I doubt you keep this link active, but if you do, feel free to jump back in.&nbsp; I've decided to finish this for my own self satisfaction.&nbsp; It was one of my better storylines, and I had a lot more planned.))
			</dd>
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