[Flashback] What a wolfy grin. . . [Zuri]

Zuri, a Kelvic who's new to the world of Mizahar, meets a follower of Rhysol. Can strange twists happen in such a simple encounter?

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A city floating in the center of a lake, Ravok is a place of dark beauty, romance and culture. Behind it all though is the presence of Rhysol, God of Evil and Betrayal. The city is controlled by The Black Sun, a religious organization devoted to Rhysol. [Lore]

[Flashback] What a wolfy grin. . . [Zuri]

Postby Solomus Revon on September 25th, 2011, 12:17 am

74th day of Spring, 510 AV

The soft, sweet music did nothing to stir the stone face man sitting with his back against the wall, staring into a mug of the house brew. The Silver Sliver running through his veins like wildfire hardly put a damper on Solomus' mood. The man's topknot hung over his shoulder, which he tugged at unconciously; he always did that when a strong emotion overtook him. At the moment, anger outshined all else, brought on my his father. He didn't drop his hammer on his foot on purpose, but his father snapped anyway. Solomus stared at the hammer, resting on the table on his left, with mixed feelings. He loved it, but also detested it. A rocky relationship.

Solomus tried to take his mind off of his father by watching the maids scurry to and fro. They wore nice blouses, their pale bosoms hanging out at the right amount. But his mind wasn't on women at the moment. At least, he didn't care just to look. He wanted to balence two of them on his knees maybe, not just stare. He was missing something. He was missing some excitement.

But what excitement was he missing? If it was something womanly, the whorehouse was down the street, and he could probably hire one off the street for less money. Shaking his head, he considered it was because he hadn't had a good fight in a while. Picking out a man at random, who appeared to be a guard for a merchant, with his sturdy wool and cudgel, he gripped the handle of his hammer. The man took one look at him, with his permanent scowl, and stuck his nose almost completely into his mug.

Cursing softly, Solomus released his hammer, letting it rest. If he really wanted a fight, he could just start one. And if he didn't wanted a fight of sex, what was it? He had booze, the third biggest desire of men. Maybe something new? Something he hadn't experienced before? Like that would ever happen. With a city drowning in schemes and plots, what else could happen that didn't involve fighting? Just yesterday, a minor noble was killed with a knife between the ribs. Crossing his arms, his lips fell into what appeared to be a pout, but his brown eyes were like fire.

Solomus looked at the door, wondering something odd. Did he just want to talk to someone, without it leading to a duel or binge of ale? A soft chuckle, with a hint of coldness, sent a young stableman out of his seat like a Myrian was after him, across the room to a seat farther away from the man with the hammer. Closing his eyes, Solomus knew that was crazy. Talking just to talk?! What madness. But a feeling in the back of his head told him that was true.
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[Flashback] What a wolfy grin. . . [Zuri]

Postby Zuri on September 25th, 2011, 10:03 am

Compared with Zuri's only other experience Ravok was different to say the least, it was a beautiful city for sure she found the canals the weaved through the city in place of streets unique and so very different from Syliras. But though the floating city was intriguing Zuri found herself wishing for at least a bit of safe ground beneath her feet, as a wolf she loved to feel the earth beneath her, the smells and sounds from a forest could not be beaten by a city no matter its beauty. But for now Zuri wasn't overly bothered by the lack of ground as she was wuite busy taking in all the sights, amber eyes darting back and fort to see every thing as she walked between high buildings.

But despite the unique city Zuri was awed and a bit scared actually by the city and its inhabitants, in Syliras the rules were set in stone and the knights took care of everything but here there seemed to be laws but still no laws at all, Zuri had trouble wrapping her mind about the workings in cities over all.

Pushing back her black brindled light brown hair Zuri started to realize that people she met often looked at her with distaste, and he could smell the dislike from the people that didn't show anything on the outside. In her young age she wondered if it was just her they didn't like or kelvics, or even other races they disliked in Ravok.

Still she intended to stay here for awhile even if she felt very small and insignificant here, the wolf in her sought company and also wouldn't give up so easily. Besides she hadn't had a good hunt these last days and she was hungry, her sense of smell told her that up ahead there was food, even if the smell was almost buried in the waves of alohol that came rolling together with soft music from the building up ahead.

Now most people thought that because she was a wolf she didn't like alcohol, but Zuri had a real craving from the strong liquids, though she did have an inner barrier that stopped her from drinking too much.

Drawing out her hand from her long silvery sleeve she pressed open the door and a bustling tavern spread out before her, Zuri stood still first, unsure of what to do. There was people everywhere and while she enjoyed the music actually she did not want to sit in a too big crowd the mere thought almost made her want to flee, glancing around the walls she tried to find an empty table or even an empty chair where she could relax better.
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Postby Solomus Revon on September 25th, 2011, 6:40 pm

Solomus had embraced the darkness for only moments before the door opened, the bell announcing a new patron ringing. An average height woman steps in, her light brownish hair hanging behind her. Solomus wouldn't had thought much of this woman, in her plain shirt and breeches, except maybe the fact that women he knew wore dresses, except her eyes caught his attention. The amber eyes scanned the tavern, probably looking for a seat or table to rest herself in. Shrugging, not bothering with it immediately, Solomus returned to his drink. She had cute eyes, but they seemed almost wolfish.

But staring into the drink, he realized something. Ale shouldn't be silver. And when he first thought that, he also realized that eyes shouldn't be that color either. Maybe chocolate brown, sea blue, or emerald green, but not yellowish amber. That wasn't very human, unless she was Vantha. And maybe her eyes got stuck that color. Sometimes, Solomus let his sarcasm turn on him, and make him feel like a dung shoveler, high off the fumes and not knowing one plus one.

Watching the woman, Solomus put the name "Kelvic" to her. Solomus had seen kelvics as slaves, a race that was seen as nothing more than that, and wonder why she was walking around with her master. Unless she was masterless. . . That had to be impossible. That was like a Syrlian knight swearing allegience to Rhysol, may he rule over Mizahar forever, without a sword to his throat.

Instead of standing and questioning this woman, Solomus waited. He could call for the Ebonstryfe to check for her citizen papers with a second breath, but Solomus, only ninteen, was curious. He had never met a Kelvic not a slave, and those he had wished only to serve, not telling him anymore than they had to. Smirking, a slight widening of his lips from their usual scowl, Solomus knew he found something new to do.
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Postby Zuri on September 26th, 2011, 12:50 am

Giving up on a plce to sit Zuri simply made her way to the counter, not an easy task in the crowded Tavern, and slid over some money to the bartender and finally recieved a pitcher of wine, the strong smell calming her even before she took her first taste. It was a peculiar thing, she didn't easily get drunk, but still the scent of these strong liquids were enough to dazzle her.

Finding that she almost enjoyed the bustling tavern Zuri's nerves were starting to fray even so, standing at the crowded bar so heaving some deep clunks of wine Zuri turned and headed for the wall, weaving around drunks, barmaids and random weird people while keeping her eyes on her goal an almost empty space by the wall.

Times like this she prefered the wilds, she was social and liked being with people but not quite this much, too large crowds made her uncomfortable, it must be the wolf in her. She smiled slightly to herself at that, showing off her sharp canines to those who happened to look at her. At least her regular interactions with humans had made her able to smile and be smiled at without seeing it as an aggressive act. As a wolf she had initially seen smiling humans as aggressive until she, while still living with her parents, had to get used to a smile being used for happy reactions, something she had her parents to thank for.

Having almost reached her way out of the crowd Zuri had to jump out of the way as a group of men almost walked over her. "Woah," managing to stop herself from falling over the table and didn't spill a drop of wine surprisingly enough. Looking down she noticed that she had almost fallen over a guy with a topknot. " Oh, I'm sorry it's just so crowded here."
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Postby Solomus Revon on September 27th, 2011, 12:41 am

Solomus didn't really understand why watching this particular girl was sating his need for something new, but watching her buy a pitcher of wine proved entertaining. First, he thought it was funny that she bought a whole pitcher. She must enjoy her wine. He also enjoyed her weaving in and out of the crowd like in a maze. It wasn't until she was nearly on top of him did his curiosity die.

Even though she didn't land on him, he checked his clothes to see if any of her wine was spilt on him. Lucky for her, there wasn't. She mentioned that it was crowded, an obvious fact. She probably just said it to cover up for her near mishap. But he wasn't going to be too mean, so he motioned with his hand to the empty seat across from him, moving his hammer slightly so she had room for her pitcher to rest.

"I understand how you feel. This doesn't appear to be your usual hangout." He leaned back, watching her as she either took his offer and sat down, or stood there for no reason. He took this as an opportunity to study a Kelvic, and react to questioning.
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Postby Zuri on September 29th, 2011, 1:10 am

"Thank you," she said smiling at the tall man and sat down in the empty chair. "I arrived today actually. It is nothing like Syliras, all the smells and sounds is so interesting." Zuri was too excited over the large and interesting city that she forgot to keep her Kelvic skills on the down side, she'd learned fast that people may not like Kelvics or hearing about their animal instincts. Though she was eager and interested a small part of her never ceased being on guard for eventual attacks or other mishaps, it was the animal part of her that was too deeply rooted to go away, otherwise she thought she was relatively good at behaving as human as possible.

Drinking some of her wine she looked at the man more closely, despite sitting down he looked to be very tall with brown eyes and a crooked nose, his shaved head with a top knot was unusual, though not in a bad way, to Zuri as all young men she'd seen seemed to prefer hair all over the head. Though he had a scowl on his face it didn't scare Zuri, instead her wolf side took it as a challenge and she didn't intend on loosing her face with being frightened. "I take it you live in Ravok?" Zuri asked and pushed her hair behind her ears. "Is it something you recommend a visitor to see?" She was after all only a year old and immensly curious about the world and all its inhabitants.

OOCI actually didn't know how large a pitcher was when I wrote this, though in retrospect it fits with her taste for liquor^^
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Postby Solomus Revon on September 29th, 2011, 11:20 pm

Solomus could only chuckle as the woman sat down, remarking on how the smells and sounds of Ravok weren't similar to Syliras. The sounds he could agree with, but he hardly ever noticed the smells. If this lady wasn't a Kelvic with her amber eyes and keen smell, Rhysol strike the bartender down.

Solomus didn't say anything just yet, as he noticed the woman watching him closely. She then asked if he lived in Ravok, followed by asking for a particular place for a visitor to see. Nathan held his topknot in his right hand, brooding over what she had said. A visiting kelvic. Shrugging, Solomus decided the answer her question anyway. "Yes, I've lived in Ravok my entire life. As for places to see, I can't really suggest a place. Not much in Ravok you might be interested in visiting."

Solomus took a swig of his silver sliver, looking at the woman. "Might I ask why you're in Ravok?" Solomus was out of practice in his interrogation, and this was a good chance. He probably wouldn't go any further than questioning, but he might just learn something good anyway.
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Postby Zuri on September 30th, 2011, 1:08 am

"Really? It seems like a interesting city," Zuri said raising on eyebrow. "It is filled with so many, how should I describe it, feelings or maybe atmospheres is a better word for it." Zuri felt a bit more secure speaking about her wolf senses as the man didn't seem to care about that. "It's like that in Syliras too but I'd rather find new things elsewhere." A shadow crossing over her face almost too quick to be noticed at her own words.

"I'm just travelling around as I feel," Zuri answered brightly to the young man's following question, seeing nothing wrong with being curious, though she knew nothing of the schemes that humans could come up with. "I want to see as much of possible of the world and I'm interested in learning new skills." On purpose keeping her further plans kind off secret, then again she wasn't entirely sure where to go next herself. The noise of the tavern was clearly audible to her but Zuri ahad gotten used to close off her hearing, it would be too difficult to be in cities otherwise with a hearing such as hers.

"I'm Zuri by the way," she said with a smile. Zuri had no qualms with giving her name to stranger as she didn't particularly cared what she was called, so far it seemed to be a Kelvic trait and not only specific to her.
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Postby Solomus Revon on September 30th, 2011, 8:27 pm

This Kelvic reacted with litte more than a raised eyebrow to his bypass of interesting places in Ravok. Solomus knew many places that would be interesting to take this woman to, just to see how she would react. Would she freak out if slavers chained her? Would she fight as a Wolf at The Pit? Would the Ebonstryfe even bother to question her if he took her there?

The woman's following answer was no better in Solomus' eyes. She wanted to see the world? Unless she carried a banner praising Rhysol, there was no need to go anywhere else. He knew little of her religous standpoint, she didn't seem like a follower of the almighty. Bile formed in his mouth at the mention of Syrlias, and she had said it twice. This woman understood little of the rumors and plots that can form with just the mention of that forsaken city. Solomus could go out into the street, mention that to some urchin, and have both Ebonlords know of a fake Syrlian knight resting in the Silver Silver. But would he take the time to do that, or would he just crush her skull in with his hammer.

Solomus did glance at his hammer once, but only so when he set his mug down, it wouldn't spill. While he did so, the woman named herself as Zuri. Her reply to that was a slight grunt. Crossing his arms across the chest, he watched her a moment before speaking. "Why did you leave, Zuri no-name?"

Solomus could only chuckle inside of him. His exterior didn't show any emotion, but inside, the blood was slowly gaining speed. He wondered what his father would do if he brought home a wolf pelt? But then his better question was how to get this Zuri to shift? All he knew was that blood would be spilt today.
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Postby Zuri on October 2nd, 2011, 6:33 pm

Feeling suddenly on edge Zuri cast a quick look around but found nothing that would intimidate her, returning her amber gaze towards the man in front of her, no apparent change in his demeanour could be seen but still Zuri felt a need to be careful. Had she been older and more experienced than Zuri might have realized that what she felt was the urge for blood roll off in waves from the large man at the table, though skill fully hidden.

Keeping her happy demeanour in place she took some deep gulps of wine before answering a question that seemed oddly ominous as well as politely curious. "I...didn't fit in," Zuri didn't feel comfortable enough to share her past as a shunned child to a pair of normal human parents who couldn't really accept her. It was not something Zuri would give up easily and especially not to someone she had met not only a bell before. An deep rooted instinct for survival that Zuri had never really felt before emerged, making her nervous and sharpened her sense greatly so the noises in the filled tavern pierced her ears and she felt so many emotions from so many people it almost made her nauseous.

Zuri caught the man's quick glance towards the large hammer by his side, while normally it wouldn't really have bothered her as he maybe just wanted to make sure it was still there it now served to only make her more suspicious. The man was so much larger than her, he probably didn't even need his hammer to fling her across the room, a fact that Zuri just now realized.
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