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by **Lupin** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 1:57 am

Lue finally makes it back into town, slinking through the shadows, or at least trying to, as usual. Finally he arrives in his smallish flat near the outskirts of the center of town. He steps calmly through his front door and goes about creating a small fire in the small fireplace in the corner, and sets about reading for an hour or so until his eyelids get heavier. He slowly lays down his head for another nights sleep.

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 2:37 am

Taysir gazed up at the moon of Damiana from the roof of the worn-down shack.

His blues eyes danced from star to star that became visible under the Magic Moon's soft glow, his violet hair rested in a ponytail beneath his head. "It's not long until tournament begins...." he said to himself, reaching behind and placing his hands in a supporting position below his skull. As he watched the night sky, his mind filled with thoughts of the coming battles. he knew his chances of winning were almost impossible, Vagantas never won the entire tournament, but he was determined to fight anyway. Who knows? Maybe a High-ranking Mage guild will see him, and ask him to join!

Taysir's thought were cut off. The soft feet of a woman hovered over his face before speeding over the roof tops. "That was odd..." he said, standing and picking his metallic staff from the roof. "Best go see what this is all about...."

Taysir hopped down from the roof top, landing softly considering the distance, and ran off after the woman above

( Lord, lotta chasing in this game eh? ^_^; )

by **Lupin** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:38 am

Lue woke with a start, hearing hurried footsteps scraping the dirt on his roof. And as quick;y as it came, it was gone. Lue stared blankly into the dieing embers for a moment, and then laid down back to sleep, too tired to even contemplate the origin of the sound due to his practiceof magic that day. tommorow had to be a bit better than today he thought as he drifted off into sleep again.

by **Ian G114** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 9:40 am

"On second thought, never mind your name," Nai interupted. "Is it possible that there is a camp about here in the outskirts of town?"
"Ghaleon it's called," the mate nodded. "I passed it on my travels. Would you like me to take you there?"
"Please," Nai answered. After a minute's worth of packing, the lad took Nai to the camp.

"There it is, Master Nai," the boy motioned to the camp. Nai passed, flicking a gold coin into his hand.
"Shogo nattana nego stacia el larec <We meet again when a star shine>," Nai answered in the known Elven tongue he learned from his parents. He went up to the camp, addressing the inhabitants of Ghaleon.
"Excue me friends," He drew their attention. "I was instructed by a one, erm, the name of which be the Sage Gangrel. He told me to find your encampment. He told me you would expect my coming. I am Nightwolf Starshadow."

by **Blaze Yamato Spirit** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 12:59 pm

Nathan looked over to Tayd, his eyes still wide, but not now with fear. Raising his finger and making patterns in the air, he showed that he too knew the thieve's sign language, though used it haltingly.

<Thankyou for offering your help. It is appreciated. That man down there is very dangerous, and he ...wants me dead. That is all that you need to know. And we must get out of here fast. That elf may have moved quietly, but ...unfriendly ears have a nasty ...knack of being exceptionally good.>

by **ChaosSteelskull** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 1:59 pm

*Tayd looked at him and nodded*

<Alright, follow me.>

*He silently darted over to another part of the roof, where a few planks of timber lay in disarray. Moving them ever so quietly, he revealed an opening the roof. He motioned for him to follow and jumped in*

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 2:21 pm

Calynpen was panicking. Her friends needed her, but she could sense somebody behind her, chasing...

Who? she thought desparately. She had never been followed for a friendly reason... but she was on good terms with most of the gangs, since she was the only healer available for the slummers, and herâ€” talentâ€” didn't appear to function when forced...

I've got to get a tangled path... but they need me... Faya's DYING I can feel her oh it hurts it hurts it hurts...

The girl crossed the center of one of the wider buildings, then leapt to another rooftop, hoping to shake off Taysir.

But after that, another wave of pain and fear hit her, so hard that she collapsed on the rooftop.

Can't run can't run can't run they NEED me they need me I can't run... Calynpen regained her feet shakily, and continued trying to race towards the fight, not wasting any more time with tactics to elude pursuit.

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 2:59 pm

Taysir skidded to a halt as he lost sight of the woman. 'Well, I never. She jumps over me, and when i try and follow her, she try's and lose me.... Oh well, Tracking a roof-runner isn't THAT hard down here....'

Taysir raised his staff and muttered a few quick words. something took form. Black and inky in the darkness, almost invisible, but for the glow of the red moon.

taysir sent the orb above the rooftops and closed his eyes. He saw through the sphere, as if it was his own eye. 'Gotcha!' he thought, opening his eyes and seeing the gazing orb vanish in the sky above.

Turning and heading down a different street, he continued his pursuit with a higher degree of subtly....

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 3:12 pm

Though aware that Taysir was still following, Calynpen continued doggedly, finally bursting into the slums, on the roof above a savage fight between two gangs. One group of teenagers and adults wore white armbands, while the other group held their hair in a multitude of braids. One of the braided girls, her golden hair making her shine out even as her dark skin kept her hidden in the shadows, was lying slumped against a wall, blood coursing from her scalp.

FAYA!

Calynpen leapt off the roof, and the fight broke off as soon as they saw her arrival. The gang with the armbands fled, but one remained long enough to hurl insults at their heads. Calynpen ignored this, instead concentrating on the wounded girl.

"Faya..." she whispered, silvery hands reaching for her braids.

"Is it... bad?" asked one of the boys softly. He appeared to be too young for a fight, barely ten, but he bore scars on his body and face.

"Tell you later... can one of you get my kit? Oh Faya... I'm so sorry..." Calynpen whispered to the comatose girl. Her hand pressed against the wound on her head, where a blunt club had struck hard enough to break skin, maybe even fracturing the bone.

And her eyes began glowing.

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 3:24 pm

Taysir stood around a dark corner watching the event. 'She must be special, if that other gang ran off just like that...' He thought, folding his arms and leaning against the wall. 'I wonder if she's gonna be in the tournament....'

Taysir shrugged and turned away, "Well, his is none of my business...." He said to himself, taking a quick look back he was the girls eye's start to glow. This caught his attention, and he crouched low to watch before leaving....

by **Rin Saverin** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 3:57 pm

With a yawn, rebin sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. looking around he saw Ghaleon asleep against his tree. Rebin got up and spent a while checking the bandages, and, content they were holding, left Ghaleon how he was. Looking into his bag, he was reminded how little food he actualy had. He looked from Ghaleon to his single peice of cheese and pack a few times. Then, deciding to be generous, he left the cheese by Ghaleon for him to have.

"Guess i'll see what going on in the city" he thought, and with that he started the long walk back into the city.

(ooc/ i guess if Ian G114 is looking for Ghaleon's camp, he dosent need to find me

)

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 4:48 pm

The glow continued from her eyes, illuminating the scene and giving it a softer, gentler look. The boy who had asked if Faya was going to be all right raced off, entering another alley and heading out. Calynpen's hands, gentle and delicate, were pressed against the injury, though she didn't seem under concious control of herself.

Stop the blood, heal the bone...

Miraculously, the bone under her hand began to shift. Faya whimpered, clutching at Calynpen's knee without seeming aware of it. The skull reshaped itself, becoming whole and strong again, though tears of pain and exhaustion were trickling down the healer's face. Then, the blood began clotting, forming scar tissue and then reshaping itself into new, soft and slightly transluscent skin. The entire thing took place in only a few minutes, long enough for the boy to return, swinging a small brown sack.

"Thanks, Raf," Calynpen said hoarsely, the glow dimming from her eyes, but not completely gone. In a trance-like state, she took out cloth from the bag, and a small jar of some salve or other. She smeared the liniment against the scrap of cloth, then pressed it to Faya's head, tying it in place with a few deft twists of twine. The string was tight enough to keep it in place, but loose enough not to cause pain.

Faya was in a deep sleep now, and Calynpen sat there, the glow finally fading. Her stomach growled, and Raf raced off again. Three more injured gang members, each with slashes at their arms or bodies, gathered near Calynpen. The others, though nicked or bruised in places, weren't so badly hurt.

Calynpen remained normal, just using the lotion and bandages instead of whatever magic she had done before, and was finishing off the last binding when Raf returned with some bread and cheese, along with a small skin of milk. The elf devoured it ravenously.

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 4:54 pm

Taysir watched in amazment. 'I've never sen such a healer...' he thought, standing and turning away from the gathering, 'Never mind, the dawn comes soon, and i must have rest...'

Taysir walked a few blockes to his lodgings, and turned in for the night

(All righty, are we all on the same day now?)

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 5:11 pm

Calynpen, after she ate, had a lethargic feeling, drained from her work. Raf tucked her arm over his shoulder, helping support her as a large, brawny man lifted Faya, taking her with them.

"Going to watch the tournament?" asked Raf.

Calynpen nodded tiredly. "Some people are prob'ly going to need me," she replied, slurring her words. "I need help 'em..."

Raf nodded. "Want me or Damian ta take you there tomorrow? Since you're tired an' all?"

"Nah, I can go there on my own. Need t'sleep with you all, though."

Raf nodded, finally guiding her into a broken-down, ramshackle building through a broken wall. Some faded, worn cushions and blankets were nearby. Calynpen insisted that they cover Faya warmly, then she crawled under the blankets with the newly healed girl. Raf leaned against them both, and more of the gang crept together, huddling together for warmth until sleep overtook them.

by **Rin Saverin** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 5:31 pm

(ooc/ yep. this should put us all on the same day, you guys just stayed up the whole night)

"Some twine, some lint, and a pebble. Yep, still no money"

Rebin replaced the contents back in it's pocket and continued walking. He had been living off of odd jobs for quite a while, and was out of work for the moment.

Trying to ignore a loug grumble from his stomach, Rebin continued to walk down the street, when he noticed something nailed to a wall. It was a sign proclaming the start of the great tournament.

Staring for a moment, Rebin finally shrugs. "Couldn't hurt to try..... I hope.....".

(ooc: real quick, is the tournament today or the next day? I got confused from all our different time lines...)

Edited by: Rin Saverin at: 6/21/02 9:32:18 pm

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 5:41 pm

(( OOC: If i read that post right, it's today... ))

Taysir was roused by a gentle rapping against his door.

"Excuse me sire, but sign-ups for the tournament have began, shouldn't you be getting up?"

'Shoot! Overslept!' taysir though as he crashed out of the bed. He swiped up his cloak and robes, donning them quickly and messily, and retrieved his staff from the corner. As he shot out of the room, he almost bowled over the woman that had awaken him. "Thanks alot!" he said, dashing out into the street before she could say anything.

Taysir rounded a corner and saw the lines for sign-up's. They were long, and plentiful, some rounded around entire buildings.

Finding a the smallest line he could, Taysir waited. His stomach grumbled for being ignored "It's ok, i'll get you filled up once we're in." he said, ignoring the odd stares from other fighters...

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 5:51 pm

The comforting noises of other people moving about was what finally woke Calynpen up. Most of the gang was already awake, except Faya. Damian, the muscular man who had carried Faya, handed her a small meat pie. Calynpen murmured thanks, sitting up to eat daintily. Then she drank some of the water offered by Raf, swishing it about in her mouth before swallowing. She couldn't stand the dank, musty way her teeth and mouth felt every morning, but couldn't afford some of the breath-sweeteners that she heard rich people could buy. At least she could ameliorate some of the smell by eating and drinking, though.

"Let Faya sleep as long as she can," said Calynpen, standing and tugging her hood over her face. "I'm going to go to the sign-up lines now."

Raf nodded. "Seeya later, then. We'll keep your kit here."

Then Calynpen went back, using the roofs to reach the place where the tournaments were signing up. She hopped to street level, standing near the end of one of the shorter ('short' being a relative term) lines, where Taysir was. She didn't seem to notice or recognize her tail from last night, though.

How many Vagants? she wondered. Those who can't afford the healing of the REAL medics? Or slummers, harder on their luck than usual?

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 5:56 pm

The waiting was infuriting.

Taysir had already been in the line for an hour when somone walked up behind him to stand. "Greetings." he said, turning to see the new arrival's face, "Come to battle or...." He laid his eyes on the woman from the night before, and cut his breath short. "Ahhhh..... Ahem. Sorry. Have you come here to fight or to spectate?" he asked.

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:01 pm

Calynpen nearly jumped, surprised by Taysir's question. He looked familiar, though... she was trying to place where she had seen him before as she replied in a neutral voice.

"Spectator."

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:05 pm

"Intersting." he said, turning back to the front.

There was a sudden rush of movment as the line moved foward. It seems that some large bumbling idiot was holding up the front of the line because he forgot how his name was spelt. At least that's the word that came down the line.

"My name is Taysir." He said, turning only his head to look back at the woman. "What's yours?"

They had almost reached the head of the line....

(( OOC: Should we just sign ourselves up? ))

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:09 pm

Calynpen stepped out of the line, standing beside Taysir but at a distance where she could flee, and where he couldn't touch her.

"I'm Calynpen."

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:18 pm

Taysir noticed the way she positioned herself. 'Do i really come off that Threateningly?' He thought, shaking his head.

They finally reached the table, taysir strode forward to a large woman sitting below a tarp. Sweat glistened off her forehead as she placed a piece of paper onto of a large stack.

"Name?" she asked, in that 'i'm tired of doing this crap' tone.

"Taysir Ravidal." He responded, leaning into his staff.

"Guild?"

"None, I'm participating as a Vagantas Mage."

The woman nodded and jotted a few things down on a piece of paper. "Take this." she said, handing him a slip of paper. "We start soon, so get to the preparation tents."

taysir nodded and turned to leave. As an after thought, he glanced back and waved at Calynpen. "Enjoy the show Calynpen!" he said, entering the arena....

by **tiny harddrive** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:21 pm

(Slow down people!)

Joke sat in his apartment, preparing himself for another boring day alone. He desperately needed a job, his funds were running low, he could only just support himself. He payed no attention to the commotion outside in the streets, and idly watched a few children playing on the rooftops.

"Hmh. Better be careful you don't fall," he murmured to himself.

He thought back to his childhood, he thought of his father. He loved his father, to him, he was the greatest hunter ever. He remembered the child-like fear and excitement the first time he ever saw a monster. It was a small wolf-like creature, and his father sent it away with a glancing blow. From that day, he had always wanted to be like his father. He was lucky, he had come from a good family, and if he were to have children, he would wish the same for them.

These thoughts momentarily pulled him from the drudgery of his life, causing a smile to return to his face, but then a sigh.

"Someone hire me! Anyone! Any job! I need the money!"

by **Devin SwordMage** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:21 pm

((Just sign yourselves up and rank set up your sect based on what you fell it should be))

As people approach the head of the line they see a sign in sheet that asks for their Name, Age, Height, Weight and Sect they are signing up for. Next to the sign in sheet is a drop of box and then a line to get to your room assignments.
((Just play it forward, It seems odd I know but it forces people to be creative on thier own, I will throw in random surprises as things go.))

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:22 pm

Calynpen stared after him, sudenly remembering where she had seen him before.

Last night... he's the one that chased me, I think... but why? That made her think of her own reasons for chasing after the other man. She felt a guilty pang. I hope he's all right, with the thief-taker... but maybe Taysir was just curious.

"Good luck!" she called after him.

If he's hurt, I'll try to find him and heal him... Trinity bless him.

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:30 pm

(( Gah, disregard ^_^; ))

Edited by: [url=http://pub30.ezboard.com/uslayer1070.showPublicProfile?language=EN>slayer1070</A] 

at: 6/21/02 11:07:28 pm

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:45 pm

One of the children scampering nearby glanced up as Joke made his statement. Quick as a flash, the girl hopped off the roof, landing lightly on a canopy below then bounding off. She was wearing a white armband.

Soon after, a trio of teenagers walked up under the window of Joke's apartment.

"You lookin' for a job, mister?" asked the leader, a burly boy sporting the beginnings of a mustache and a knife in his belt. All three wore the white armbands.

Edited by: [url=http://pub30.ezboard.com/usalsalys.showPublicProfile?language=EN>SALSAlys</A] at: 6/21/02 10:47:52 pm

by **Rin Saverin** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 6:45 pm

Rebin was feeling very embaressed now. After spending 5 minutes trying to fill out his application (It took him a while to realise he would have to be a Vagantas), someone had made a crack about him not knowing how to spell his own name. At first he was angry, but then he brushed it off and laughed along with them. A moment later he finished his paper and handed it to the lady, she then pointed him in the direction of their rooms. Rebin walked off trying not to blush to much from all the laughing.

"I sure hope there's food" He thought.

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 7:06 pm

Taysir found his room assignment and saw that he was the first of the 4 who would stay there to arrive. He set his staff against a the wall beside a bunk bed and leapt up to the top bunk.

"Ahhh. This is the life." he said to himself, staring up at the ceiling....

by **Rin Saverin** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 7:18 pm

(wow! what ARE the odds?)

"lets see.... 3rd room.... here it is"

Rebin knocked softly and slowly opened the door. Inside Were four bunks, one of which was allready occupied. Against the far wall rested a staff, and opposite it was a small table with four chairs around it. Rebin walked inside and closed the door behind him.

"heya, guess were sharing this room. My names Rebin"

by **SALSAlys** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 7:22 pm

Calynpen stayed to watch the line of fighters signing for the tournament, but felt only pity.

Only the very lucky and strong will win... and how many will be injured and hurt? I cannot heal them all. She herself knew that she wouldn't have a chance in the arena, with her slight build and no knowledge of magic, except the peculiar healing she did at times. While able to knife-fight, she preferred to run if trouble raised its head.

Edited by: [url=http://pub30.ezboard.com/usalsalys.showPublicProfile?language=EN>SALSAlys</A] at: 6/21/02 11:24:19 pm

by **Gahleon** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 7:26 pm

Gahleons eyes never completely closed. The shroud that covered his head allowed him to see through it but no one to see inside. He saw Rebin leave him some food and take off. "Seems to be a generous guy." Gahleon thought to himself. Soon Rebin faded into the distance.

Another man appeared soon after, slightly startled, Gahleon responded.

"No sir, I was not expecting you..."

He grabbed the cheese and took a few bites out of it and it was gone. After all, it was a small piece of cheese.

He began to stand, and once he was up right he began to speak.

"I hope I am not being rude, but I have no business with you sir. It is already day break and I have much to do. Is there something that I could assist you with? If not I must be off. Time is money -- after all."

by **slayer1070** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 8:37 pm

taysir sat up and swung his feet over the bedside. He quickley dismounted and extended an arm to Rebin. "Greetings! My mane is Taysir." he said, "Be you a Guild fighter?" he asked

by **ChaosSteelskull** » Fri Jun 21, 2002 10:39 pm

(Gonna fast forward my char to catch up with you people)

*Tayd had escaped through the building that night without dectection and had made it back to his apartment to get a good night's rest 'fore the tournament*

*Next moring(For ME not you.) he had gotten, grabbed his things, and dashed outta the house to the tournament, double volgue in hand. When he had got to the registration desk he quickly filled out the information placing himslef as a Hunter, got his room number and was off*
(I'll take the 3rd spot in the room)

"Aha! Here it is...."*He opened the door to find Rebin and Taysir introducing themselves*

"Well, hello you two."*He looked a Rebin closely trying to remmeber where he had seen him before*

by **Rin Saverin** » Sat Jun 22, 2002 5:27 am

"Nope, im Vagantas" said Rebin while shaking Taysir hand.

As soon as Rebin finished, the door opened and yet another person entered the room. "Heya, Im Rebin, and this is Taysir. Who might you be?"

(sorry it took me so long to reply ^^'''''''''')

by **tiny harddrive** » Sat Jun 22, 2002 12:17 pm

"Huh?" Joke did not realise that he had spoken out loud.

"And what job would that be?" he addressed the scamp.

by **SALSAlys** » Sat Jun 22, 2002 12:26 pm

The boy's face twisted into a sneer. "Ye're strong, right? So this should be a piece o' cake." For a brief moment, he drew something from his pants, allowing a flash of gold to wink upwards at Joke. "We give ye half the pay before you do it, then half when you finish. Y'need to get somebody for us."

by **Blaze Yamato Spirit** » Sat Jun 22, 2002 1:31 pm

(Gah! It sucks that I'monline at different times than y'all.)

Nathan joined the line, eyes darting from left to right from under his hooded cloak.

The man Tayd had successfully assisted in his escape last night, and Nathan had payed him well for his troubles. He had told Nathan of the tournament taking place, and the man had realised that this was somewhere he could earn some money - a commodity which he would soon run out of. There was always the danger of being recognised, but he would have to chance it.

Soon enough he had come level with the forms and box, and signed up as "Derek Savron, 28, Male, Vagantas."

Given directions to his room, he entered and found it empty. It looked like one of the four beds was already occupied, however. Slinging his pack down, he withdrew his sword from within his cloak and laid it on his bed, then sat crosslegged opposite it, waiting....

by **slayer1070** » Sat Jun 22, 2002 4:22 pm

While Rebin took care of the introductions, Taysir strode over to the 4 drawer dresser and opened the topmost drawer. Flinging back his violet cape, he pulled forth an Impossibly large suitcase. Setting the thing on the top, he opened it and unloaded a few stacks of clothes, and other various items that a mage may carry.

Shutting the drawer, he set the case aside the dresser and hopped back onto the bed...

by **Devin SwordMage** » Sat Jun 22, 2002 4:25 pm

The bells of the Arena towers started to ring signaling the start of the first day of arena battles. A Vagantas enters the arena he is obviously a malnourished farmer. A Blue Slime monster enters, the Vagantas runs at the Blue Slime somewhat slowly, breathing heavy he takes a swing at the slime with a knife. The Blue Slime falls down into a puddle; it was a lucky critical hit. The Vagantas leaves the arena, proud at the victory against the easy slime monster, this most likely will be his only victory but it has won him some money to help his family survive the poor season.

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