Where'd you go? [Ettan, Sliver]

by **Miria** on December 16th, 2012, 2:35 pm

“That's it?!?! That's all you wanted?” the tattooed man whispered bewildered at the explanation. The woman before him seemed deranged, a woodland ranger gone mad. However that didn't matter now the man was at her mercy and there wasn't much he could do about it. Mentally and physically drained Miria's prey buried himself in his hands sobbing slightly. “First a name.” Looking back up he saw Miria's face before looking back down. “Dek. In Vantha I am Dek.” Circling around this Dek, Miria had an arrow already nocked as she moved in closer. Nearing the hand axe he dropped Dak looked desperately at his weapon gauging his chances of him getting to it first and lopping the woman in half. Once again Dak raised his head, this time to look Miria in the eye.

What was there surprised him. Not murderous red eyes or an enraged scowl but blue. Deep blue focused eyes and the makings of a grin on her face. “Don't even think about it” Miria exclaimed before knocking the weapon aside. “Why are you here?” Miria demanded closely watching Dek's movements. “What are you talking about we are-ahhh!!!” interrupted by the archer as she brought the bow closer to his forehead Dek blubbered slightly before telling her what she wanted to know. “I was hired by an employer in Ravok. We take slaves from all over the continent trade them in. Look I was doing as my lord-urgh! Easy! Easy now!” A kick from Miria caused Dek to plead slightly before she threw another query at him. “Who do you take?” Miria nearly whispered as the grip on her bow tightening, waiting in anticipation of Dek's answer. “Whoever we can find. Whoever is outside of the city walls, sometimes raid small villages, sometimes whoever got in our way. We aren't picky.”

Miria eased up on her bow for a moment as she heard the last bit. Laforte was taken by slavers after all. He tried to impede them and suffered the consequences before realizing the scope of danger he was in. Laforte wasn't dead after all but it might as well be like he was. Never was there a story of people quickly reuniting with their loved ones in the tales that she heard as a kid. Only much crying and rage. “How many are you in your camp?” At this Dek didn't answer immediately his face frozen with fear considering the consequences of telling or not telling. Bowing his head in acceptance Dek wasn't able to look at Miria anymore staring hard at the ground as Miria solemnly understood what he was doing. “Turn around and face away. I don't have time for this.”

Injured and having been scared out of his mind for a long time Dek almost welcomed the end. Praying to the various gods he worshipped Dek kneeled as he hunched over ready for the arrow that would end his life. Miria with her bowstring held back put away her retrieved arrow before she moved to retrieve another. Dek felt a sharp pain as he felt an arrow force itself deep into his skin before being ripped out of his body. A loud guttural scream followed as he clutched his back in pain, slobbering and whimpering in the process. “Why? Why didn't you just end me when we didn't see you let out your first shot. Why are you torturing me?!?! Even Rhysol would end it by now!” Miria frowned slightly as Dek yelled at him. It was because she wasn't that great of an archer yet. She let loose seven arrows and was only able to retrieve two. Dek however was right. Had she been a better shot Miria could have possibly stopped the two in their tracks from her perch near the cave. Oh yea those two are probably done by now. Nudging the poor man forward with her foot she urged him forward towards camp. “Let the Icewatch decide what to do with you.”

by **Sliver** on December 16th, 2012, 4:02 pm

As soon as the words left Diana's lips about the Icewatch, Sliver stepped forward and snapped the man's neck. The slaver had suffered enough, and regardless of Sliver or Diana's personal feelings on the matter, it was was doubtful he'd even make the trip back to Avanthal to get fixed up and subsequently tried. As her hands dropped from the tattooed man's neck, her lips released a small prayer releasing him into Dira's embrace, and her gaze slowly crept into contact with the Vantha, the Kelvic nearly foaming at the mouth in rage.

"Who do you think you are to tell him the Icewatch will deal with him?"

Every word brought her step closer to the Vantha, her eyes that were usually mahogany, appeared entirely black in the dim light, upper lip curled in a disgusted growl.

"You led us into a trap, withheld information from the Icewatch on your friend's disappearance, as well as the location of this cave, regardless of whether or not you knew what lay within. Give me one good reason why you shouldn't be the one the Icewatch decides what to do with."

by **Ettan** on December 16th, 2012, 7:11 pm

Ettan sat up and leaned his back up against the cave. He hadn't just given up but had simply come more to his senses. He didn't bother with the scene up ahead though he did listen to the words coming out of the panicked man's voice. He groaned still annoyed with situation and angry at the Miria for leading them there.
He stood up once the act of killing the man was done. He didn't say a word to the two but he didn't seem to be alone with his feelings about the Vantha currently. He picked up his gray wool cloak and wrapped it around his still nude body. He picked up his sack of supplies and throw it over his shoulder.

He had enough trouble for one day and he didn't plan on getting involved with slavers. He spent his whole life avoiding them, he wasn't going to go around chasing them now.

"You can keep that meal of yours. This isn't worth it." He said not looking back at them and as he adjust the cloak.

It was getting late now and the sun was now low in the sky. Having his things adjust he turned to head back into town.

by **Miria** on December 17th, 2012, 12:00 am

Miria raised her eyebrows incredulously at Sliver's actions as she instinctively clutched her bow. This kelvic seemed quite touchy when the topic included the Icewatch. Standing straight Miria spoke slowly evaluating what just had happened. “A citizen of Avanthal. The city that the Icewatch guard.” Taking the dispute calmly seemed in her best interest Miria noted as it seemed the beast was starting to get a grip on Sliver's mood. “A citizen that was nearly taken by a slaver. A citizen that PROBABLY would have been taken had she sat by quietly by the fire.” Pushing the grim thought aside Miria looked down at Sliver as the kelvic continued to vent her frustration.

Miria's eyes flared slightly orange at the accusations biting her lip angrily mad at herself. In the end she looked even bigger a fool then Laforte made her look through his jests and harebrained schemes. Had Miria just checked sooner she would have been able to act faster, find his journal and possibly be left with one childhood friend still in her company. These realizations came crashing down subsequently as Miria hands shook not in anger but in grief. “I just thought it was a mere jest. A stupid joke that we would laugh about one day when we grew old and were still friends. I DIDN'T KNOW HE WASN'T JOKING!” Finally tears started to gush out her eyes as Miria finally broke down.

She had to be strong but it seemed impossible. Her feelings of fear and anguish at the “joke” started to build higher and higher when she saw not Laforte but Ettan in his house. When she read his journal the Vantha was in complete denial at the prospect of his plight. When the two armed men confirmed her fears she was filled with fury as she fought the two with all her heart. Now she was left with nothing else but sorrow. “I miss him. I miss him so damn much. Why him? Why did he have to... that damned fool...” All other words she let out after made no sense as she slumped over.

oocJust note that I took some time to revise some earlier posts for the plot to make more sense

by **Sliver** on December 17th, 2012, 12:22 am

Sliver's anger faded almost as swiftly as it had come. She shook her head, reminding herself that she wasn't dealing with another guard that could be held accountable for their actions, just a worried and misled Vantha girl. Sliver gradually let her muscles relax and her breathing slow. She walked over to the flames and fed a couple sticks into the fire to keep it going, sitting down with an exasperated breath.

"I am sorry for your loss, Diana."

She rubbed her hands, checking out her burns and placing packed snow upon them, reveling in the cool relief it provided for the injury.

"Catch up to Ettan and get to the City before it gets late, inform the guards of the slavers. I'll remain to make sure there are no stragglers. In the morning we can check the cave. Your friend is more than likely gone, but perhaps you've helped others by finding this information."

Her next words were slow and halting, obviously somewhat forced.

"You have done the Icewatch a service, Diana, and on behalf of them I apologize for my behavior and thank you."

With that her gaze fell back to the flames. As far as she could see the woman was still curled upon the ground, but hopefully she would pull it together and catch up to Ettan before he disappeared for good.

by **Valkyrie** on January 8th, 2013, 3:42 am

Miria :

Ettan :

Sliver :

There are two things I want to mention to all parties since it seemed rather important to your plot, the first is that there are no abandoned houses in Avanthal. Everyone lives in arvintas located within Holds, which means each Hold is one big building. There are a few individual cabins as a part of the Savintar Warrens, but it’s unlikely that they would be ‘abandoned’. The second thing I wanted to address is the plant life around Avanthal. Or lack there of. There are only two or three small copses of trees within the city of Avanthal itself, the biggest around Frostfawn Hold. That is all. Outside the city there are absolutely no trees unless you go quite a ways south.

I won’t make you guys re-do anything for this thread but I did not award Lores concerning the issues I brought up. Please make sure to keep these things in mind in the future or I will have to make you re-do them.

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