[The Spinning Coin] Trouble Trouble Make It Double (Sayana)

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[The Spinning Coin] Trouble Trouble Make It Double (Sayana)

Postby Kaie on August 13th, 2016, 3:51 am

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65th of Summer, 516 AV
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Kaie couldn't help but privately smirk. Now and then she'd catch that certain look in her young sister Jeida's eyes. She'd never admit it, but it was surely there. It wasn't one of ethnocentric scorn to be scorched upon the faces of barbarian races as they passed her by, nor was it full of self-doubt and uncertainty that had the power to grip a shaken foreigner in new lands. From the moment they passed the massive gates to the city, awe filled Jeida's gaze.

Kaie could remember the feeling herself. Syliras had been her home for a period of time. The great stone walls and towers with armored sentries had been a wonder to her, and a welcomed sight after the shyke storm she'd been through in the Sea of Grass. The feeling still came to her now and then when she explored a new city abroad for the first time. Yet it was still strange to see the experience mirrored in the eyes of close kin.

The Cutthroat Shadow Clan sisters meandered through the streets for a time before ducking into the Spinning Coin. A thick cloud of smoke and the roar of gamblers greeted them immediately upon entry. Bodies were crammed virtually everywhere, backs hunched over card games to cock fights---anything worthy of a betting man's interest. A hard elbow bumped against Kaie's side. Her brow furrowed and amber gaze turned upon her sister beside her.

"This place is a shyke hole. What are we doing here?" Jeida voiced in their shared Myrian tongue. The Myrian paused, eyes roving the bar until she found a familiar face. A crooked grin crossed her lips. "Visiting an old friend. You have coin. Go bet a game or something. I'll be right back." The elder of the sister stormed toward the bar, leaving her junior to glance about the crowded, rowdy establishment. Jeida adjusted her jaw but relented to her sister's bidding for lack of choice.

Using her shoulder, she moved through the masses with one hand instinctively resting upon the hilt of her sword. Jeida was a confident being, and as a veteran of the Taloban Army, she certainly didn't need Kaie to coddle her. Dark eyes settled curiously upon a spinning game, and she elected to mosey her way closer to observe the wheel so many nervous betters seemed to be shouting obscenities at. It was a simple game from what she could observe. A ball was dropped and rolled along the wheel, and the challenge was choosing to place money on it coming to rest on a red or black square. Jeida procured a single golden Miza from her coin purse. "Black," the Myrian requested of a man evidently taking bets. Then her arms came to fold across her chest, eyes glaring hopefully at the ball prepared to drop onto the wheel.

Meanwhile, Kaie was sliding into a bar stool with that mischievous grin still on her face. A red-bearded brute shifted his eyes from the larger crowd to settle on the newcomer. His twitch of a smirk in her direction was so reluctant, one might've thought the Myrian seated before him forced it out of him. "Well I'll be damned," Gene growled with a slow shake of his head. "Last time I saw you, you were off talking some shady business with your tattooed friend." Kaie's grin widened. Had it really been that long since she was sitting in one of those booths with Razkar and those other mercenaries?

"Good to see you too, Duval," she mused back to him in Common. "You wouldn't happen to have heard of anything that might pique my interest, have you?" Gene rolled his eyes and gave a slow shake of his head. The risks of pinning one's livelihood on chance brought in a variety of characters to the red-headed man's establishment. Some of those characters tended to be sketchier than others. It made him an unlikely source of reliable information regarding mercenary business, and Kaie was always happy to compensate him for amusing her inquiries. "Petching Myrians. What is it about your lot that's so damned quick to dance with Dira for your precious Myri?"
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[The Spinning Coin] Trouble Trouble Make It Double (Sayana)

Postby Sayana on August 30th, 2016, 10:35 pm

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Rhysol. Syliras felt different from the moment she arrived at the Great Harbor. It was constricted, noisy, and stank like spoiled food or worse. People went about their daily lives, yet despite the peace and sanctuary of the city, it was nothing but a big prison. A big stone prison with knights to haul a person out if they bent the rules even a fraction.

Stagnant. Yes, that was something else distinct about Syliras. Nothing changed. No one was motivated to excel unless they became an honor-bound, mindless knight. And yet Rhysol offered a way out. A way to cut through the grime. And a true appreciation to those who caused ripples in the pond.

Ripples… Everything that is set into motion has to start somewhere.

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The boisterous Spinning Coin was an array a hundred voices as wagers were called out, cards slapped down, drinks guzzled and flirtatious advances made. And Sayana was among such voices.

“What do you get when you cross a criminal and a bunch of Syliran knights?” The Eypharian shouted loudly amidst the noise. “The Lyk-o-lav Mines! Because either you like em, or you love em.”

She took a long swig of her wine and slapped the empty glass on a table. The Eypharian wore a long dress of red and black and a pair of black boots. The summer heat was strong and she hadn’t bothered with a cloak. Her arms were quite plainly visible due to the thin shoulder straps on her dress and similarly were the set of six daggers attached to her belt. Four on one hip, and two on the other.

“Tell us another joke!” Someone called out from the back. There was the occasional cat call and the toss of dice amidst the spinning noise of the roulette. The stench of alcohol was strong but Sayana was not perturbed by it. She ordered up another red wine then caught sight of a tall woman dressed in black placing bets at the spinning wheel.

The Eypharian gave a whistle of appreciation, mimicking the flirtatious whistles of some of the men at the bar.

“My, what a beautiful dark haired beauty we have here,” she spoke, clearly addressing the younger Myrian. “Too bad you only have two hands or I’d make a proper wife of you.”

She was obviously goading as she wiggled her fingers about and there was a snigger and a laugh from a couple of onlookers.


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[The Spinning Coin] Trouble Trouble Make It Double (Sayana)

Postby Kaie on September 1st, 2016, 12:26 am

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To Gene's rhetorical question, Kaie offered a shrug and a laugh. She leaned forward to rest her forearms upon the bar counter. Fingers gestured for him to come out with whatever his eyes told her he was withholding from her. "Ah. Might've heard of somethin'." Kaie arched a brow at that. Gene finished drying the cup in his hand with a sigh, his gaze finding her prying amber sights. "A couple of merchants been havin' some kind of trouble. I've heard whispers they're looking for some swords to settle it on their behalf."

The Myrian woman was momentarily distracted by the eruption of laughter further down the bar. Her curious glance found the figure of an Eypharian woman. Her feminine silhouette and apparent gift for humor placed her in position to flawlessly wheel the men about her. The corner of the Myrian's lip twitched as she wondered whether the focus of a masculine audience was a means to some other private ends. She turned her attention back to the Spinning Coin's proprietor.

Gene's mind laid on little else but her once she gave her coin purse a meaningful jostle. "Get word to them that they've got a sellsword's interest. If they show around Syna rise in two days time, I'll remind you why you like keeping your ears open for me." The bearded man obliged her with a nod before moving to take a tour about his establishment.

Elsewhere, Jeida had her stare fixated on the curious ball as it dropped upon the spinning wheel. An uproar of fretful betters shouted commands for the lifeless, apathetic ball. Even Jeida found herself willing it to fall upon her chosen color with empty threats beneath her breath. The ball began to slow its roll. The hollering increased in volume as the moment of truth approached.

"Yes!" Kaie's younger sister thrust a fist skyward in victory, eyes wide and fixated on the black square that had claimed the all-powerful ball. A broad grin spread across her exotic features. That expression of joy upon her visage darkened soon after at the sound of mockery to her side.

Jeida's dark eyes found the bold Eypharian speaker with ease where she lounged with red wine at the bar, surrounded by nearly hypnotized men. Her fingers involuntarily curled to tight fists at her side, and as she began to approach, it was evident that collecting her winnings had vanished far from her mind.

"You be surprised what my two hands can do," the fiery warrior shot back with words saturated by her thick accent. Her gaze gave the woman a once-over when she stood but a couple feet from where the Eypharian sat. "Not look too impressed, boys. Look like boring night even with six."
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Postby Sayana on September 13th, 2016, 11:34 pm

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“Nah, I don’t think any man would have to fear a boring night with me,” Sayana countered. “However, what a man would have to worry about is having to share. See, I could easily take two guys on at the same time and have extra hands to spare.” She opened her arms in a wide gesture, her posture both relaxed yet commanding at the same time.

After another long drink of her wine with a rather delicate high hand, she got to her feet and met the gaze of the myrian. “But you said you can do a thing or two with your two hands?” Sayana turned her attention to the few onlookers and then gave a sideline glance at the myrian.

“Prove it. Maybe you can’t do six things with your hands, but maybe you can do at least something. And I’d like to see you try.”

Sayana didn’t draw any weapons, but her six daggers were still plainly visible at her hips. With a general ‘shooing’ gesture, she began to clear some space in the busy tavern. It wasn’t very much space, probably no more than six feet across, but it would likely limit any stray blows from hitting anyone.

The Eypharian began to walk in an almost predatory manner, still making passes at the myrian. It was tricky to accurately size up the other woman, but Sayana planned to merely duck and avoid any blows, or use some basic blocks with her arms. If the myrian was far superior than she had originally thought, then Sayana might dish out her daggers. Hopefully it wouldn’t get quite that violent.

Once more, Sayana caught the myrian’s gaze, but this time it wasn’t just a passing glance. With a ripple of djed swelling inside her, she focused her magic on a single emotion: anger. Like a flame she let it bud and blossom, then channeled the emotion through the piercing stare she sent to the woman.

“What you waiting for, girl? You’re not going to play damsel are you?” She finished with a mocking sigh, ready for the last straw to fall.
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Postby Kaie on September 15th, 2016, 4:42 am

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It was the first time Jeida had ever seen an Eypharian with her own eyes. Tales of multi-armed men and women in lands far, far away were told now and then in the jungle by well-traveled warriors. It was nearly impossible for the Myrian to not feel intimidated at the sight of six out-stretched arms. The number of daggers flaunted on her waist corresponding to each available hand was not lost on her either. Still, Jeida was proud and thus stood rooted in foolhardy place even as onlookers excused themselves from the way.

In a short time the multi-armed challenger had crossed the space between in long, elegant strides to stand before the Myrian clad in black. Jeida was in a strange new world, holed up in a foreign place, surrounded by the enemy that spoke an alien tongue. Worse? She was completely alone as the crowd filled in to watch whatever madness the Eypharian was stirring up for entertainment. The two women locked fierce gazes, but there was something different about the way their eyes met. Unbeknownst to the ignorant Falyndar native, the sudden surge of unexplained rush of anger she experienced was nothing born from within.

Jeida snapped. The blessing from Myri burned upon her flesh. She wasn't even sure what she heard, but the mocking tone was enough to bring a balled right fist soaring straight in for the Eypharian's middle. It was a quick strike that came from the hip where her hands hung just a tick before. The woman perhaps hoped that the straight shot would navigate quickly past the six arms to inflict pain. Yet, it mattered not if it was. Shrieking in her native tongue, Jeida's enraged assault would continue. Fists. Hands. Everything would rain down with little forethought toward the enemy. Anything to expend her anger and mend her ego.

The eruption of shouts signalling a fight caught Kaie's attention as she turned from the bar. Her brow furrowed, heart immediately sinking as a feeling of dread crept into her conscious. Jeida... The older sister wasted no time jumping to action. Anyone in her way was promptly and carelessly tossed as she made her mad-dash forth. A violent flurry of Myrian curses echoed even over the screaming betters the closer she came to the fray. Finally she emerged through the short layer of bystanders to, sure enough, spy her younger sister engaging an Eypharian.

For petch's sake, Jeida! I leave for five petching chimes!

Kaie lunged forward behind the Eypharian, right arm attempting to loop around her throat while the left folded back over her right wrist. If she managed to capture the woman in her grasp, she'd immediately step backward to take her off her feet and hang her with her arms. The hope was to take the fight from the more formidable combatant quickly so the situation may deescalate before Gene intervened. The next step would certainly be to kick the shyke out of her sister. Yet, if her initial attempt at peace failed, she'd happily gang up on the Eypharian fighter to spill blood with her sister.
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Postby Sayana on September 17th, 2016, 12:42 pm

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Even with all her taunts and preparation, Sayana did not know the precise moment in which Jeida chose to attack. When the balled fist shot out towards her middle, the Eypharian attempted to evade it by sucking in her stomach and jumping backwards. Still, the blow was felt but to a lesser degree.

The next set of strikes came down fast and furious, but now Sayana’s eyes were darting for each sign of movement and the blows themselves took longer to carry out. The Eypharian blocked one blow by sweeping a low hand down and knocking the invading hand down and to the side. The next came higher, which she dodged with a body and shoulder movement, twisting out of the way. She raised a mid hand to block another punch. The next punch was slow enough for her to catch the myrian’s wrist with her mid, then she threw a downward punch of her own using her opposite high hand, aimed for the woman’s stomach.

Shouts and perhaps curses were yelled out, although the language was unfamiliar so Sayana paid little heed. Except when another voice of the same tongue began cursing behind her. The first myrian had been easy enough pickings, mostly of which attacks Sayana avoided by quick dodges. However, the second came up unexpectedly and swiftly from behind.

The arm looped around her neck fast. Sayana was caught by surprise, but even as she attempted to shoulder the arm away, her attacker had secured the arm with clasped hands. Sayana made an awkward backhanded strike with her left mid, then her left low, aimed for her attacker’s waist or hip but the strikes were of poor form and little momentum. Next thing she knew, she was being lifted up by the chokehold and her high hands immediately went for the assailing arm in attempt to support her weight with her hands rather than her neck.

“Let me go and I’ll stop this fight your friend started,” she spoke in a hoarse voice due to the vice-like grip. “I have four free hands and six daggers I’d rather not bloody.”

The threat was clear, but Sayana could also feel the smooth calm skill from the attacker behind her. While she was pretty confident in her own skill, she didn’t want a full out fight in the tavern, especially if it meant having to draw blood in order to hold her own. Small tussles don’t attract knights, but spilled blood will.
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Postby Kaie on September 19th, 2016, 10:26 pm

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There was no doubt that the first strike Jeida landed on her opponent sent a surge of satisfaction through her body. In her world, there were few things that made a woman feel so alive as inflicting pain on the enemy. It was a short-lived victory. Knuckles dug straight into her middle. Her eyes went wide as she realized her mistake all too quickly, and the air whooshed from her lungs upon the strike's impact. It felt as though her own legs temporarily lost the ability to hold her up. Jeida involuntarily dropped to a knee, and it was not lost upon her that the position left her in great peril. Wheezing, there was no hope of rising before any of the Eypharian's six fists rained down upon her. It was all she could do to simply prepare for brutal punishment.

Kaie's intervention couldn't have happened at a more opportune time. To Jeida, her older sister had appeared virtually out of no where to come to her rescue. In a tick Kaie had the Eypharian stranger in a tight hold to vanquish the fight from her sister's assailant. The strikes the foreign woman managed to land on the determined Myrian were in vain. Her vice was as cold and unforgiving as iron. The limited pain she could inflict with fists would never have been enough to break the Falyndar native's focus.

Yet, even as Kaie began to squeeze the life from her, the six-armed woman made a convincing, albeit choking, argument. The Myrian only needed to consider the threat for a tick before she turned around and release her hold on the woman, shoving her back toward the crowd so that she earned the advantage of distance. It was especially important her position likewise provided a barrier between Eypharian and Jeida, the latter of which had taken great offense to the threat and procured her own sword from its sheath.

"Put that edge away! Goaded and fought like a child...you are not worthy to wield it!" Kaie hissed in Myrian to Jeida, words sharper than the blade held in her sibling's closed palm. Amber eyes strayed from the Eypharian for but a mere moment before they quickly returned to her. Both women could've bathed the crowd in blood if either had succumbed to instinct and had drawn their blades. Perhaps she too had unfortunately once learned a lesson in defying the authority of the knighthood in Syliras. In any case, drawing the attention of glorified fascists was not on Kaie's itinerary for Jeida's pilgrimage.

"You," Kaie extended an accusing finger toward the Eypharian as she addressed her in Common, the defensiveness of her stance indicating she was well prepared to spring to action again if words came back down to blows. "My sister's blood runs hot, but I know she's no fool to strike without provocation. Not here in this city." At this point, Gene Duval had begun to round the bar en route to ensure the girl fight had come to a close, too. "Syliran whore! Jeida managed to shout over the crowd, though Kaie had managed to shame her into sheathing her sword.
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Postby Sayana on September 25th, 2016, 5:55 am

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The grip around her throat was tight and painful. Even after she had spoken her words, it seemed to tighten and Sayana prepared for the worst as her ability to speak would soon be taken from her. Except no. The woman behind her seemed to have gleaned some sense of the Eypharian’s words, and Sayana was forcefully shoved away.

She took a couple stumbling steps but within ticks she had regained her balance and posture. Now she faced the more dominant one, and clearly the more skilled one, with the other in behind. A blade was drawn and Sayana was tempted to draw one or more of hers, but curt words from the elder in a foreign tongue, ceased any action.

With the accusation and words in Common, Sayana began to connect the pieces together. So they were not just friends, but sisters. However, it was the insult that made her smile.

“That’s certainly a fitting term for me. A whore.” She still stood in a combat position, legs bent and somewhat spread, while her high and mid arms were raised protectively, lows near her weapons.

She used the moment’s pause to both watch the elder sister intently for any sign of action, and to begin forming her next bout of hypnotism. Again she reached for her djed reserves, though rather hastily. Even as she began to speak she was focusing on her emotion of choice to direct to the two myrians.

“In a world where peace struggles to survive against the temptation of chaos…. You passed the test with flying colours. However your sister didn’t fare quite so well.” There was a brief pause in her words as she re-established her concentration on the hypnotism, then she spoke her final words.

“Show’s over folks. Hope you enjoyed tonight’s entertainment.” In a sudden wave, Sayana released her magic, fixing her gaze on first the elder sister and then the younger. A sense of release, an ease of tension, a calming washed over the pair.

Afterwards, Sayana began a slow applause with her hands. If her ‘audience’ didn’t catch on or was not inclined for such amusement, she would soon stop and instead her eyes would dart towards the exit of the place.



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Postby Kaie on September 30th, 2016, 7:27 pm

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The facade Jeida perhaps picked up from watching Kaie in order to exist among the barbarian people was shattered. The petty brawl removed the weak veil that concealed the nature of a true Myrian. Her lips were curled to expose bared teeth. Dark eyes were alive with malice, and her low stance was nearly animal. The Eypharian might've conceded with Jeida's insult, but the acknowledgement did not quell the desire to mend wounded pride. She lunged forth in an effort to pass her older sister, a last attempt at evening the score. Her brashness was met with an even more dominant belligerence.

One of Kaie's arms shot out to meet her sister's middle before she could blow past her. The timing was perfect. Her limb struck her stubborn sibling, knocking her back roughly in a way that nearly doubled her over upon rebounding. The Eypharian seemed unphased by the event as though she were focused on some other task entirely. The lack of action offered Kaie opportunity to send an authoritative glare backward at Jeida. Just when it seemed a challenge might be put forth, the Eyphrarian broke her silence again. Both Myrians turned their attention to the speaker, unknowingly reeled in and offering undivided attention.

Kaie's brow furrowed with her short speech. A test? Kaie's confused mind mulled over the odd explanation, but by the time the Eypharian was finished, she found that the adrenaline and animosity building within her being had diminished. An emotional hush fell over her own feelings, and based on Jeida's cease of struggle against her demands and Gene's pause in step, she was not the only one to experience a certain comfort from the Eypharian's reassurances. Both jungle-born women blinked where they were frozen in place, eyes finding some of the crowd had started clapping along with the six-armed woman.

One tick they had been quite literally at each other's throats. Blades had been drawn, and it was certainly mere ticks from escalating into a blood bath to be broken up only by the knighthood. If a brutal battle had not taken place between Myrian and Eypharian, there was a very real chance one a brawl among sisters might've broken out instead. Yet there they stood, emotionally disarmed in a way that lacked any reason. Even their guards had lowered without their complete notice. It doesn't make any sense. It doesn't make any sense...

"Come," Kaie commanded her sister in Myrian as she backed up toward her, a hand grabbing at her arm as if to tug her along. Equally bewildered by the chain of events and the swing of her emotions, Jeida followed willingly. "If I ever see you again, you might find yourself preferring the company of my sister," the elder sister raised her voice in Common toward the Eypharian one final time before slipping beneath Gene's disapproving gaze. They shoved past the crowd, some of which shouted blind praise for such a convincing performance. Then they vanished through the exit to blend back into the city's streets.
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[The Spinning Coin] Trouble Trouble Make It Double (Sayana)

Postby Samuel Longwell on March 4th, 2017, 9:35 pm

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Please edit your grade request thread so that it's obvious that it's been graded. Feel free to PM me if you have any questions/problems with your grade.


Name: Kaie

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  • Persuasion 1
  • Wrestling 1
  • Leadership 2
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  • Strange swings of emotions
Name: Sayana

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  • Acting 2
  • Intimidation 1
  • Hypnotism 2
  • Unarmed combat 1
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  • A threat at the right time can save a lot of trouble
  • Narrowly avoiding combat with two sisters
  • Using hypnotism to start a fight
Notes: A well thought out thread, certainly packed with tension. Both of you have maxed out Rhetoric, so I have not awarded any. I hope you enjoy your grades.
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