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Post by Faralishus on Jan 30, 2006 22:27:17 GMT -5
Setana glared at her. The fat man who was her father was alive. He would know. She walked over to where he was. She knelt close to his head, but didn't look at him. "Who was my mother?" she asked coldly.
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Post by Judas on Jan 30, 2006 22:43:58 GMT -5
The fat man looked up, his face crimson and dappled with drops of sweat, "She ...she w-works at an old tavern in this very city." He said.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 30, 2006 22:45:46 GMT -5
She tilted head and smiled cruely, "Thank you." she said in a sickly sweet tone. "Now tell me her name and I'll kill you quickly." the venom rentered her voice quickly.
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Post by Judas on Jan 30, 2006 22:47:36 GMT -5
The man sputtered, but made it through the name, "D-D-----Damyu." He said. Markel sighed, this was going to cause problems in their secrecy.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 30, 2006 22:54:14 GMT -5
Pulling the dagger from his back, Setana stabbed him in the head. He would have an instant of pain, but he wouldn't suffer. She pulled her daggers from his body and whiped them clean. "I'll be a moment." Setana headed back to town.
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Post by Judas on Jan 31, 2006 22:05:57 GMT -5
Markel sighed, "You better come back and not let anyone see you!" She shouted before turning and setting herself down to wait.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 31, 2006 22:36:02 GMT -5
Setana let a small exasperated look cross her face, mear sarcasim, but now it was serious again. "See ya in a few hours. I'll try not to be any longer than I need to be.."
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Post by Judas on Jan 31, 2006 22:39:34 GMT -5
A few hours later Markel was standing and tapping her foot, where is Setana? She kept thinking. But she waited, knowing they would either have to leave Vendrafaul...unless Setana did a very very good job.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 31, 2006 22:45:56 GMT -5
Finding her mother had not been difficult, in fact Setana found her at the first tavern she went to. Meeting her, and speaking with her was a different matter...
Setana walked up to Markel. She looked weary, and there was a slim bloody mark on her cheek. She whiped a little blood away from her cheek. "Lets go," her voice sounded horse as if she had been yelling for too long.
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Post by Judas on Jan 31, 2006 22:46:53 GMT -5
Markel stood and stepped forward, "Well, how'd it go?" She asked walking ahead.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 31, 2006 22:48:56 GMT -5
"It was different." Setana was walking with a slight limp, as she headed for the main road. "Or really, I expected something different." she paused at the river bank and drank some water.
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Post by Judas on Jan 31, 2006 22:49:45 GMT -5
Markel waited, "What did you expect? Was she stronger than you expected... because I could have told you that." Markel yawned, she was tired.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 31, 2006 22:51:40 GMT -5
"I expected to meet a slut, to sleep with a man like that." she stood from her kneeling position and kept walking. "She looked noble, and almost killed me when she learned who I was. Didn't really believe me. She did eventually." she kept walking, whether or not Markel would follow.
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Post by Judas on Jan 31, 2006 22:53:04 GMT -5
Markel followed, lagging a bit behind, "Well, did you go through with it? Why do you want to kill your parents anyway." She said, the last part not really in a questioning tone.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 31, 2006 22:55:34 GMT -5
Setana stayed quiet a moment. "Not really your buisness is it?' her face was stony. Her limp seemed not to bother her, in fact it seemed to be going away, as if her leg was healing. She whiped more blood away from her cheek, all that was there was a thin pink line.
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