by Cadeyrn » Fri Dec 29, 2006 6:24 pm
Cadeyrn sat in the bar of a tavern looking around at everyone. Most people avoided his gaze, and those who met it looked away after only a few seconds. This had caused a number of people to leave the tavern and everyone in the tavern was uneasy. Cadeyrn was deliberately scaring people off, as it allowed him to pick those who would be the most use to him in his journey back to Yangurra. To start off with, they would have to have few scruples, as the group would have to steal a ship. In addition to this, they would have to have nerves of steel to cross the king of the Anglic Empire, Alfred the Great.
Yawning, Cadeyrn made another check of the of the bar, causing the few nervous conversations that had started back up to cease. Deciding that there was no one who would suit his purposes in this tavern, Cadeyrn left for another one, this time in a seedier part of town.
On the way there, a gang of sailors saw Cadeyrn and decided that robbing Cadeyrn would be easy. After all, there were ten of them and only one of him.
"Oi, you there. Give us all your belongings or we'll kill you!"
Much to their surprise, the Cadeyrn laughed and drew his sword and dirk, their blades glinting in the faint moonlight. Growling, the leader of the sailors charged Cadeyrn, cutlass swinging. Cadeyrn blocked the swing with ease, turning the blade off to one side. Cadeyrn stepped forward with surprising speed and skewered the sailor on his dirk. Spinning around, Cadeyrn's Xiphos bit into the arm of a sailor who had been sneaking up behind him. The sailors all rushed Cadeyrn, yelling warcrys. Cadeyrn smiled grimly and became a blur of steel, killing all the sailors in under a minute.
Walking into another tavern, Cadeyrn finished bandaging his wounds with strips of cloth from the sailor's clothes. Ordering an ale, Cadeyrn began his process of glaring at everyone. Hopefully he would find some people this time. After all, the authorities would be looking for Cadeyrn by the morning.