Where The Music Stops

Lakaria walks into the pub and looks around not seeing anyone she knows she makes her way to the bar and orders herself a drink. Paying the bartender she then makes her way to the back of the pub. Where she will sit by herself.

Ned glances over before turning his gaze back to his mug

Lakaria sighs as she raises her glass to her lips and takes a sip. And then starts to sing to herself.

Ned drinks some more ale, looking out the window a moment

Lakaria sighs and gets up and walks out.

[DarknessDragon ] flies around and desides to land at the pub

[DarknessDragon ] roars and caughts everyones attention

Ned continues to nurse his ale as more people slowly enter the pub, giving a few the occasional glance

[DarknessDragon ] "are any dragon here in the pub" said he, as he reads the minds of the chars.

Cuchulian materlizes into the room, from the light eminating from the open windows, ar first only a thousand silvery white shards, can be seen fluttering in the air, but then they seem to merge into one, and a body can be seen. A man wearing black dragon mail, encompassed in the sigil of the oasis, his eyes burn with an intenisty, as the ablaze witha white flame, centred with a blue flame.....He begins to walk to the pub, watching all in the corner of his eye

Omenis pushes the door open as she slips into the room.....looking bewilded as she sneezes.....a hand coming to her nose puzzled as she fingers it lightly her body giving a slight shiver as she huggles into her now dry robe turning towards the bar as her opulent eyes gaze about

Tandrall finds himself striding through the woods at a brisk pace, humming some tune or another that has somehow gotten stuck in his head. He doesn't mind, really ... it's quite cheery. The forest, though, begins to thin, and through the trees he thinks he sees what may be a small and friendly pub. Almost all at once a wondrous grin spreads over his face, full of glee and mischief. His deep, profound voice fills the air. "Is it really my lucky day? And so soon ..." A mirthful chuckle bellows lightly from this creature, hooved feet making his way swiftly towards the Pub'

[Tandrall ] ... towards the Pub's front entrance.

ChuKeLiang delicately pinched the tattered edges of parchment that had been yellowed by age, his other hand releveling his reading silver reading glasses as he spied the character scratched so elegantly on the document. Whether anybody had really noticed or not, Chu had seated himself at one of the side tables next to the window and already ordered a pot of tea with a bowl of noodles to full his tummy before he were to study. It was hard to work on an empty stomach... Everytime he would be reading something, a hungry growl would rise from his depths and demand food like, sounding much like a lion to the small boy. Of course, it barely made a sound at all for anybody else to hear, but it definately caught Chu's attention. His finger tapped lightly against the top of the paper, the wide lettering of the chapter title recieving the point of his index finger several times as he sighed. "I've already read this part..." he complained, slumping back in his seat, his sleeves slumping beside him in the same way.

[DarknessDragon ] walkes over to ned an says "you have done a bad thing in the past havent you. you must repent."

Ezaki would have, on any other day decided to have enter the Pub in some elaborate fashion. One that may have garnered the attention of many a lass that day. Though today--he had some indigestion that he had to deal with. The unsettling growl in his bowels had opted him to briskly stroll into the Pub, his eyes wandering, looking for the next person that he could join in brisk conversation..Or perhaps..Share a drink with? It mattered not--but he had to cure himself of this boredom soon.

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] I NEED ALE YOU SWINE

Ezaki 's eyes shot towards the burly man shouting for his ale..He liked this one already.

[DarknessDragon ] will the dragon in the room please may i speck to you .

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] Yes and Mutton\

[DarknessDragon ] walkes over to Valdistrat and roars.

Tandrall glances cautiously at Cuchulian as he also moves to enter the bar, deliberately slowing in his quick gait in order to keep his distance. Somehow he just gets bad vibes from him. After Cuchulain himself enters, Tandrall will make his way in to gaze around and see who he sees within. Already he can sense many strange and mysterious creatures in this place ...

Valdistrat_Xerosis Plugs nose then procceds " Excuse me and excuse you and your rudness

Vladimir_Xffarg enters right at the moment in which a beastly looking fellow began yelling at his Hunger striken Comrade..He joined Valdistrat in being insulted...He would join Valdistrat by his side, pointing a finger defiantly in the face of the "DarknessDragon"--'Hey..Your breath stinks.'

Ned winced and got up, leaving his half empty ale mug on the bar as he walked out the door

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] Valdistrat_Xerosis> Is that guy PM'n you?

Omenis upon reaching the bar pulls one of its stool's out and slips onto the soft surface....once seated she looks about once more...head tilted a little as she studies those here

Cuchulian continues to drink at the bar, sippping slowely until he feels an aura eminating from one of the many patrons here, he stands up slowley trying to not bring attaention to himself, he summons the one power, and threads the power of air into his feet. He begins to float swiftly up in the air, trying to keep out of sight, he then watches all with an eye that leaves nothing unchecked...."Who can this person be, only time will tell"...he mumbles softly to himself

[Cuchulian ] **attention

Vladimir_Xffarg let out a soft sigh..His head was already beginning to quake as his frustration quickly began to build. He patted his friend on the back and then turned to head for the bar. The conflict wouldn't be worth his time..Though perhaps after a few drinks...

ChuKeLiang twisted in his seat and peered towards the pair making a clammer that did not do well for his headache, the 'so-called' dragon requesting an audience with one of his own kind and the man shouting for ale. So much had he turned in fact that he partially slipped off of his seat and made the chair lean sharply to the left. Chu's two sparkling eyes opened widely as he balance was lost, his arms involuntarily flying out to the side as he struggled to stay up, both limbs flailing in wide arcs to keep from falling. "No, no, no, no, no!" trilled his high voice in a rapid succesion of words, still precariously tilted in his seat. Finally, through mastery of his balance or dumb luck, all legs of his chair landed with a loud thud. The glimmering cloth of his right glove slid across his forehead with a sigh of relief, eyes closed for a moment as he regained his composure. "That's not fair...!" he whined out loud in his boyish tone with both hands in the air as he looked about the pub.

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] Ahh Friend Vladimir, You come at suh a good time. WE must drink and be hardy.

Vladimir_Xffarg shot a glance back to his old comrade. He of course would agree with this statement. "Indeed, join me at the bar. Let's make some trouble, Yeah?"

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] And comrade Dragon forget your woes DRINK AND BE HARDY\

Tandrall sidles his way past dragon, warrior, and other loud occupant of the pub alike after slipping through the door, quickly making his way away from the others and heading to the bar, hooved feet clunking against wooden floorboards like stout boots until he at last reaches a seat near the young Omenis, and not all that far from Chu's table either. "Ah, hello bartender," Tandrall says to the 'keep with a chipper nod. "The first bottle you find will do nicely, thank you. I'm not picky."

Omenis twist upon the stool now....head tilted...something........was different....fire opal eyes gaze about wondering yet unsure what it could be yet she had felt this before....yesterday and the day before yet the person she had accustomed this feeling with she could not see...another sneeze..a look of bewilderment as eyes then fall upon the creature nearby.....eyes widening a little as she stares

[DarknessDragon ] yells out to all the characters and says" were are all the dragons at."

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] Turns his head from side to side..." Looking like everyone here is a little grumpy comrade Vladimir. Why the need for many to be dark and mysterious this day in age."

Tandrall furrows his brow, calling back to the Dark Dragon in draconic speech. "This is a pub, for humanoid creatures. If you seek dragons, look to the mountains. You will not find what you seek here."

Vladimir_Xffarg shook his head. He had spent many a night in a tavern asking this question himself. "Perhaps being Dark, Mysterious, and Brooding is what is popular with the ladies. Know what I mean? Ladies have no time for outgoing gentlemen such as yourself and I..I hear the Drow Elves are all the rage.."

[DarknessDragon ] roars and a vortex openes he flies in and disaperses into the abyss.

Tandrall shakes his head and rolls his eyes ... and as he does so, notices that a young and very curious pair of eyes are now upon him. He ceases now, still as a stone as his eyes move to the corners to peek at Omenis, equally inspecting and curious. At the corner of his mouth is the workings of an amused grin, his curly goat horns standing high upon his proud and thick haired head.

Vladimir_Xffarg watches the Dragon open a Vortex in the middle of a Tavern. He was growing tired of mindless displays of power..It was all so..So repetitive..So Mundane..

Valdistrat_Xerosis falls from his chair to his back. " Drow elves! those pint size pointy ears people." then Sits up in a quick maner with a confused look on his face. " Wait.. I know they do seem to do well with the ladys anymore!" Then Stands up and smugly sits down on his stool... sulks for about ten seconds, has a drink and is back to normal.\

Cuchulian from the air could see quite a comotion down in the tavern today, he notices an unruly bunch, awaiting to cause trouble, a man who could speak dragonic, and a dragon looking for its own kind, a group bellowing the entire time....He continues to stare intetly watching all that were beneath him. Suddenly he eyes catch onto a single person, a person with much innocence, he would have to watch more intently to find out who this mysterious person was.

ChuKeLiang found that he couldn't concentrate, either because there were too many distractions or just because he really didn't feel like it. Feeling a sudden lack of amibition, the student wrapped his fingers around the piece of ancient parchement on his table and rolled it into a tight and small cylinder, placing it within the deep confines of his brilliant grassy green robe. Still peering over the lenses of his silvered spectacles towards the bar, most likely looking to the man who had shooed off that bothersome dragon, he rose from his seat and stumbled over towards the bar, the bottom of his woven slippers scuffing against the ground as he moved. Eyes were closed as he moved, closed in a very tiresome way. The boy looked a little irritated but for the most part tired. He managed to knock into a few chairs before he reached the closest stool at the bar, hopping up as he looked to the barkeep. "Water, please..." he asked without much energer, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] At least it is not like the 24 strongest black mages ho all seem to have unknown skill. HA HA

Vladimir_Xffarg chuckles as he pats his old ally on the back, he would join Valdistrat in drinking merrily now. "Haha, you speak wisely old friend. Perhaps this is why we don't stay in taverns as much anymore..Too many wandering eyes..So many that are suspicious, none that wish to open up, talk, share their stories..It's rather ridiculous if you ask me.."

Tandrall peers to one side of him at the bar ... and then the other ... young people. Young human people. A smile lights his face now, just as his bottle arrives. "Well well ... isn't this a chipper place," he says dramatically, uncorking the bottle and pouring some of its pale blue contents into a glass. "Such a place could certainly do with some cheer." Tandrall replaces the bottle and raises the glass up to his face only to stare at it curiously, one eye squinting at the precocious liquid preponderously.

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] Where is the damn BARD when you need him, never any music when its needed!

Vladimir_Xffarg ignores the statement that seemed to somehow drift in the direction of himself, and his comrade..He would choose to push it aside and continue to enjoy the small festivities..For the most part, he would try to keep quiet. Many would assume the two to be 'barbaric' based on the volume of which they spoke..He hated such an assumption.

Omenis attention was upon the strange being with hooves....indeed the pub seemed filled with strangness tonight..her gaze lift to peer closely among the darkness of the wooden rafters. Searching quietly eyes settling upon the skulite as she stares at the few stars she can see...a smile forming..

Tandrall perks up quickly upon hearing the B-word, whipping his horned head in Valdistrat's direction. "Do I hear a beckoning for an entertainer?"

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] I'm going to have to agree with you there Guv'ner Valdistrat. Though I'm sure a bard would take one look at this place and run screaming into the mouth of the nearest Dragon. Possibly the one that decided to roar in your face upon entry.

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] MUsic man I need MUSIC, Fellow Tandrall, do you have the talent i seek!?

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] HA, they dont make them like they used to

Vladimir_Xffarg edges his friend in the side. Perhaps music would do the tavern some good. It'd get all of these shadowy figures to lighten up . Though somehow, Vladimir doubted that would ever happen.

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] No, no they don't. Remember the songs that old Belarius would sing for us?

Cuchulian could feel his blood boiling once again, it was a burning desire of bloodlust, the oasis had not completly cured him of his dark nature. His eyes ablaze with fury, a heat intenisty is given off, smuldering the wood above him, he could not take it anymore, he had to unleashe his fury bottled up inside awaiting to explode....He draws out his bow and nocks a dark copral tipped arrow, with utter presicion he releases it directly towards the unruly crowd who wished for a bard. The arrow would fly directly towards the table where they sat....He continues to float in the air and begins to raise his voice...." Can you not just keep quite for a minute, you barbaric arogant louts!"

[ChuKeLiang ] The barkeep moved off momentarily only to reappear with a steaming cup of hot water on a small white platter, the cup itself round and decorated with all manner of different images depicting what seemed to be a story. The mural that adorned this trinket showed a large hovering man holding out his hands to the farmers that toiled in the fields down below, the bring looking rather chubby but benevolent to say the least. The empty skies had two different dragons spiraling through the air, one of blue and the other of green, little lines that looked much like moustaches on their toothy muzzles that made them look like chinese dragons. The cup seemed to be Chu's actually. One small hand of the philosopher against plunged into his vest pocket to retrieve a small tea bag with a string to hold it by. The herbs weren't fresh but instead dried... It wasn't exactly what he wanted, but it would do. "Music?" He looked curiously to everybody, a smile growing in a small line on his face. "I would like some music," he agreed

Valdistrat_Xerosis stands " Luck be with you that you missed my comrade and I"

Vladimir_Xffarg would turn his head upon seeing the arrow hit his table..A growl would rise up from deep within' his stomach..His gaze would lift to see where the arrow had left only a moment prior. "Oh I'm sorry! I thought this was a tavern! You know, a place where you can openly talk with people? Socialize? Ever heard of any of the words you tempremental sack of ogre droppings?

Tandrall simply grins smugly. "Excuse me, you two," he mutters to the pair seated at the bar nearest him as he shrugs off his oversized pack to rest it against the counter. From the rear of his pack, he unstraps what at first appears to be a guitar if not for its peculiar shape and design. He pauses, however, upon hearing bowfire from above and a thunk in a nearby table. "Hmm ... look before you leap, parley before you play ..." His eyes now raise skyward to judge the aggressor.

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] Needless Violence from those who cannot see that people wish to have a good time at a tavern and are being agree' with will not be tolerated

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] However! ::Vladimir would continue:: If this isn't a Tavern, then my comrade and I will depart..However..I see a bartender..I see food..I see drink..I see a bard..And I see several other occupants sitting around acting as if a Crab has latched onto their vital organs! This looks to be a Tavern to me!"

Vladimir_Xffarg turned to his comrade, puzzled at the moment. "How my friend..Did we show arrogance?"

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] The only arrogance I see, is in that of the assailant, one who thinks that a curiously tipped arrow would frighten us..

ChuKeLiang dipped the small white bag into his tea and turned to face the bar again, that gleeful face turning into something into something slightly more displeased as everybody spoke to the spoiler of their good time. "Excessive humility is better than excessive arrogance, you know," he said out loud, half to himself and half to everybody else as he took his first sip, cup cradled in both hands and head tilted back as he did.

Cuchulian angred now, would not be able to keep himself at bay much longer, the word spoken by the lout were harsh, he would now begin to loose control..."Listen here you wool headed lumox, i will not tollerate your insitane naggings the entire time, you wish to fight, and i will accept your challage lout!"....His eyes continue to burn, with an intenstity, that would not be left un-noticed, his eyes had a desire to kill.

Omenis eyes searching the dark can easily now see let alone that the arrow helped pin point whence a person seems to be hiding....slipping off her stool her gaze dropping a little to Vald before rising upwards to seek the darkness once more...." Cuchulain......is that you?"

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] Fellow Tandrall please play for us! We wish to hear your music. Ignore the incompitant fool.

Vladimir_Xffarg turned to his comrade..ONCE AGAIN puzzled.."We saught a fight? Pfft, hogwash.." He would not oblige the insignificant moron's ideas of violence. For one night, Vladimir DID NOT wish to do battle. He would turn back to face the one who had produced a guitar. I agree! Let us lighten this place up! These people look as if they've been to a funeral!"

Cuchulian heard a voice that was soft, and serene, a voice he knew y heart...." Sorry Omensis that you have to see this but my nature can not be controlled at times, plus there is a contract out on the heads of those two louts....Tell me how have you been?"

Tandrall turns around, palms held out to the other three quarrelling men. "I would no sooner play and sing while at arrowpoint than I would hurl insults at a rampaging dragon. And, as not all would wish music it seems, I fear I cannot. Perhaps if the shadowy gentleman in the rafters wishes to come down from above, join the rest of us, and act in a civil manner ..." Tandrall turns to Chu at his words of wisdom, then to Omenis as she seems to know the other fellow. "And the world shrinks another inch or two ..."

Omenis lifts an arm hands outspread....." Come sit with me....please...explain to me..."

Vladimir_Xffarg smiled, hearing the statement pertaining to the contract out for the two. This was true, many a rival mercenary corporation had placed the bounty on Valdistrat and his comrade Vladimir, known to be called "The Twin Peacebringers"--though their method of peace was not through diplomatics..Vladimir would raise his glass to take a quick sip of its contents. "Louts he says.." Vladimir would mumble in the direction of his ally.."Though he fails to see the hypocrisy of his own actions..Indeed, this night is turning into quite the adventure.."

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] ADVENTURE! i live for the thing.

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] Yes, indeed you do. Though it is through our 'adventures' that we now have a bounty on our heads. Though we'll worry not about that tonight..Tonight we'll try our best to enjoy the night.

Valdistrat_Xerosis Laughs aloud looking around. Never did like the burning feeling from stare's of assailents

ChuKeLiang slurped a little bit as he drank what tea he had prepared, his sip lengthy enough to deplete the most of the cup's holding. The light clinking sound of porcelain against porcelain rang into the air as he returned the container to it's platter, the young lad sighing as he let his shoulder's sag a bit. "The tea's weak too..." he complained again, a gathering of his deep bluish locks falling of his face as he slumped. Images of the world through his glass lenses became a little blurred now, the scholar taking off his glasses to fix the problem. The world still seemed a little blurred, but luckly his eyes readjusted quickly to see everything. "How come you all have to fight all the time? What about the music?" Chu asked to everybody, that pair of emerald eyes looking to everybody with slight dissapointment.

Cuchulian listened intently to the words of the bard, and of Omenis, he begins to unravel the threads of air inside of him, he falls to the floor, in a kneeling manner, staying there for a minute, listening to the words of the louts. He then begins to move towards the lady, while keeping his eyes on the two who had a contract out on their heads...."Greeting Omenis, i will now explain, I have been employed by a third party to take the heads of those two men, who have been named as Damned for thier crimes apoun Society.".

Vladimir_Xffarg bowed his head, defeated. Once again he and his friend had managed to garner themselves the titles of 'Barbarian'..Or 'Lout'. It seemed that no matter where their footsteps took them, they would be looked upon as figures stained with blood. This unsettled him, though he tried to not let it effect his mood.."My friend..Why must others assume that we wish to fight..Day in..Day out?"

Vladimir_Xffarg threw his head back, and laughed merrily. "Crimes upon society! I like the sound of that!"

Valdistrat_Xerosis shakes his head with a nod, " we tend to be to upbeat for the common people these days. Fellows who wish to only cause trouble would have it that way so it seems."

Vladimir_Xffarg shot his glance back to his old friend, smiling broadly. "I would assume Crimes upon society would mean stealing away an ancient gem that had plaguing the townsfolk with vicious nightmares..Yes! Crimes upon society!"

Tandrall glances over to another place nearby, one which seems a bit more peaceful and cosy, with well cushioned chairs, lounges, and other furniture facing a roaring fireplace. An idea lights in his head. "Alright!" he calls to the others, nodding once and raising his head in a noble manner. "I have decided. I shall play this day, but not here." He points to the fireside seats. "There. Those who wish to hear may join me. Those who do not can remain in the shadows or take their business elsewhere. But I will not tolerate attacks upon my audience ... let that be known from the onset." Tandrall takes his instrument in one hand, his pack in the other, hefting it up off the ground with a powerful arm ... and then looks back to his already poured and still waiting drink. "Oh." Tandrall seems entirely disappointed, frown almost pouting as he stares longingly at the glass which he lacks the correct number of free hands to take with him.

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] Yes, it appears our work is never done. We steal away the gem much to the dismay of the Count who was safeguarding in, and the next thing you know, a bounty is on our heads. How about it Valdistrat?

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] We are but that! who else could help the common folk who need it, while the high ups get foiled?"

Tandrall grins and chuckles to Vladimir. "Now here's the ruddle ... without society, can there be any crime?"

Omenis eyes follow as he falls....glancing to the others that had partaken in the exchange of words...before attention going back to Cuchulian...." Take their heads.......would that not....caouse them pain hurt them...?" eyes widening a little as she looks at him...." You mean to couse them hurt......but but......Cuchulian"....a hand rest gently upon his eyes looking into his own.....

ChuKeLiang hardly thought of the gentlemen as savages or dullards in the least bit, but rather it was a question posed to the keep's inhabitant in general, all of them. Almost everywhere he had been in the last couple of days, he had seen bloodshed and heard the clashing of steel. This was something a far distance from that, but it still annoyed him. Perhaps his headache could be attributed to his whiney tone, most likey it did. Chu would just remain quiet in the background and sip his tea, just waiting for a clear answer instead of another question. He didn't really expect one though, but that seemed to be good enough to keep to himself.

Valdistrat_Xerosis Grabs up Tandralls Drink to carry to his stage. We shall move, for i wish to hear music and i plan to. Follows Tandrall to the cushy chairs.

Cuchulian could not hold his anger at bay agin, he turns his head to the direction of the two louts...." Do not pester me with your foolishness and treacherous lies, that is not nly what you have done, how about when slaughtered a group of innocents, do you not know that the gem you stole was the gem that protected the townsfolk, they have all been murdered!"....He feels a gentle hand onto his, he turns his head towards Omensis once again, and calmness seems to befall im..." yes that will be hurtful towards them, but men who let the devil rule thier lives, deserve to be killed for thier crimes, i know you may noy understand, but i have seen alot of innocents hurt by the crimes of foul men."

Vladimir_Xffarg snarls now, being called a liar insulted him first, being accused of treason insulted him second, being accused of being lead by the devil had nearly driven him over the edge..But he had learned to calm himself..WITHOUT the help of a woman..

Tandrall grins happily as his odd blue-tinted drink at last finds a willing set of hands. "Bless you, sir," Tandrall tells Valdistrat, before turning to glare at Cuchulian slightly. "If you'll pardon me for saying so, sir ... how is your profession any better? Why is it you hunt these men?"

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] I wish not to hear what the fool has to say about me. Making these things up as he goes, thinking he will get under my skin. Some must die to save many. Foul is quite the wrong word

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] Protected? Really? It is you that wields foolish lies like a Hammer oh Mercenary..The gem was obtained by a Count who had long sunk into the Dark Arts..This ITEM we PROCURED did the citizens NO GOOD..And what innocents have we slaughtered? I speak for myself and my comrade when I say that we are intelligent enough to know that we are doing the right thing..Like not engaging you in battle for one..

Apostle stepped into the Pub, this night he wore a black cloak, with a black hood drawn deeply over his head casting a light shadow over his face, he also wore black boots and black gloves, and their was a sense of uneasyness he bought with him, he was not a big man, but he was far from small, a sword was sheathed on his back, and by the black stains of old blood on the blade, he obviously knew how to use it. Apostle moved to a free table and sat down, he glanced at those here but took little notice of any of them..

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] Enjoy your night sir..I would hope that you do not pursue my friend and I. I would hate to show you the truths that lie within' this gem..It only brings nightmares..I've been cursed with the inability to sleep since we've obtained it. But I continue in my effort to bring it back where it belongs because I AM DAUNTLESS in my task. If you wish to accuse me of following in the Devils footsteps, you will stand with weapon in hand TO MY FACE!!

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] Insult my intelligence...But you do not insult my values..My morals..And my quest..Nor that of my partner.

Vladimir_Xffarg turns back to the Bard, he would soon join the two, the bard and his old comrade.."Forgive me..Valor has long been lost beneath the tides of war..Many do not know what side they fight for.."

Valdistrat_Xerosis turns to Tandrall " You see, now he is going to get huffy. He talks mush when he's like this and will not ignore much, Yet i dont blame him, I never liked being Isulted"

Vladimir_Xffarg frowns in the direction of Valdistrat.."Oh you know me too well old friend..I must learn to calm down..Musn't I?"

Valdistrat_Xerosis reachs to his shoulder " at times Friend, but in some cercumstances i see why we mush be active

Apostle listened to what was being said, as he did this, he got a better look of those here, he would watch now and wait to see what he could learn about the people present..

Vladimir_Xffarg nods, "You are wise Valdistrat, this is why I am honored to continue my travels alongside you..We've seen many a battle, and many innocent lives lost..Tonight..I just wish to rest..Aye?"

ChuKeLiang hopped down from his perch, tilting his head back to drink the rest of his green tea as he landed with a light thump. The last sip of tea was used to take the time to think about this troupe once more, opinions and ideas forming about each of them in a split second: Vald and Vlad were loud but actually kind of neat to be around, Omenis seemed quite mysterious to him and posed many question, Tandrall seemed to be quite the fun lover and sage to boot, while Cuchulian seemed to be trying to follow the right path by claiming the duo's head. What about himself? That was the real poser for him, an opinion not really presenting itself immediately. Perhaps he had been too quiet to really judge himself? The young adept often had that kind of haze about him. "Come on!" he said to the patrons of the pub, a wide smile taking place of his vacant and thoughtful gaze. "Let's go sit down and listen to the musician!" Chu looked happily towards the satyr with a wide grin, cup still in his hands. "I want to hear you play."

Cuchulian could feel the mood changing drasticly inside the tavern , one which helped him alot in is days of adventuring...." I am an assassin by trade last of the oasis, the sigil of the purple cresent, I have been known to take the heads of those i deem damned, not the heads of the innocents...." His ears semed to have caught the words of the murderer,...." You mean to let a few die for the lives of many is deemed as rightous in your book, that is where we are different my 'Friend', do not pester me any longer, and i will le you enjoy one at night....The count murdered he entire vllage after you procured the gem, they were sluaghtered, from your actions"....His fist seem to tremble with anger, for in his homeland, a similiar secnorio ocurred to his home village.

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] Aha..Funny Sir..I remember removing the Count's head from his shoulders..

Tandrall snorts in annoyance, sounding for a moment more like a wild bull than any man. "I know that for which I fight, and it concerns none of you," Tandrall tells Vlad, Vald, and Cuchulian. "I care not for bounties or whom is hunting whom for what rhyme or reason. I only wished to sit for a spell, ease my throat with smooth drink, and play for a company of willing ears. Not listen to three men bicker about clashes of profession and who is right and wrong." Tandrall visibly shakes, snorting again and clearly upset. Good thing he never touched his drink, as now there's nothing for him to pay for as he quickly hefts his pack over his shoulder and heads for the door in a huff.

Cuchulian 'no my friend, the count is undead, you kill me he raises once again, i know the count before he changed into the dark magics!"

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] And you forget..It is you that fired the first arrow..Perhaps you should rethink your statements next time..

Vladimir_Xffarg looked on contemplatively..."If what you say is true..Then I burden myself with the deaths of those people..Though I myself will journey to investigate..If it is, then I will pay for whatever may have been done. Though you should know that our employment was saught by the townsfolk, their wish was for help, relief..Yet you bastardize our actions..Your honor is lacking."

Cherry_Eyes enters,not such a feat in itself, no. The door swung open to reveal a heavily coated and concealed woman standing there and slipping inside silently. A low rimmed rice paddy hat meeting the up-turned collar of her heavy pocketed coat keep her face out of sight. Pitch black hair glistening a deep green shown along her back and her hands were stuffed into two of many pockets lining the custom tanned leather coat. She walked on tip toe, each step smothering the ground beneath her to not create friction or conflict with her footing assuring silence. To the bar she aims and would take a seat slowly, smoothly. Her obvious secrecy makes her obvious but nothing more.

Vladimir_Xffarg brought his gaze now to the Bard..A smile beginning to cross his features.."I wish to hear your soothing melodies now..Tell me a story that will wisk me away from this dreadful Tavern.."

Omenis again looks to the others back to Cuch.....her hand upon his squeezing his own gently......she can easily sense the atmosphere within the room and she could not understand what all meant nor the words that seem to be flying back and forth like sharp barbs between the males..." STOP...NOW.....PLEASE" her gaze continuing to look back and forth clearly distressed

Tandrall moves around the heavy cloaked woman as she enters, ceasing in his retreat to practice sudden formality, sweepingly bowing to one side, his horned head low, to allow her to pass. "Pardon me, madam," he tells the woman, all too politely.

Vladimir_Xffarg bows his head to the female partner seated near the one who would hunt himself, and his old friend. "Because you ask it so..I am done..Enjoy your night fair maiden.." There was sincerity and compassion in his words..He was truly apologetic for spoiling anyone's mood. Those were not his intentions..

Valdistrat_Xerosis now sits, " and this is why i travel with the friend here, he speaks for both of us. Feels ust like i do, I need not say anything when he speaks."

Apostle eyes darted to the one who screamed, a mocking half-smile curled at the corner of his lips, him seemingly enjoying her distress, his gloved fingertips tapped on the table without much noise..

Vladimir_Xffarg sits down next to his old friend, placing a hand on his shoulder, and nodding. "You need not speak. It is in battle that your true language shows old friend."

Tandrall rises again to leave, calling back over his shoulder to Vladimir in a none-too-amused tone, "I think you'll find your feet will whisk you away from here far quicker than my tongue." Upon hearing the words of the young lass in blue from the bar, Omenis, he obediently halts. Not facing the rest, he simply listens, only inches from the door.

Cherry_Eyes would acknowledge Tandrall with a pause and a soft chuckle. "Oh, no problem at all. Please." She motioned for him to raise, she didn't require any to bow, it made her feel informal for not doing so herself! "Hm, nice headgear." She mentioned about the horns and would take a seat, slipping off her hat to reveal her richly dark tanned skin surrounding light blue eyes and the strangest vivid cherry red pupils. She ordered a mug of fresh coffee from the current tender with the raise of a hand. The hand itself odd- a wristlet of solid metal, no means of removal and rings on each finger of the same thick metal material. The rings and wrist cuff are all connected with soft thin serpentine chain that is surprisingly durable- it chimes in her hands motion.

Cuchulian once knew calmness, once he knew happiness until the night, in his homeland, when many were massacred, he never forgot it, and the seeinf the carnage that lay at the village reminded him, of his once proud homeland...."He could feel a gentle hand, and the words of distress, he never liked distressing any woman...."I will hold my self at bay onl...."...His words cut off, as he had sensed that his hidden enemies knew where he is...." Dammit, the AoA, know where i am, it wont be long till carnage will enter here, if they choose to attack!."...This group was one thing he had feared in his life, next to his former master...." Omenis, if anyting happen i will protect you, this i swear!"....He holds her hand gently, and moves forwards to kiss her softly on her lips, he turns away, awaitng for any surprises...

[Cuchulian ] **the seenif= he seeing

Valdistrat_Xerosis finds himself in the cumfy chair where he deems the perfect spot to rest. Crosses one leg under his rear and the other in front of his other. Hands on knees and eyes lightly shut.

Asteria entered the pub. Immediatly her eyes moving to a table in the corner of the room. She walked passed a few others as she made her way to the empty chair. Sitting down now the young sat and waved to get the attention of the waiter.

ChuKeLiang simply stood there, mouth small and closed with eyelids drawn halfway down in a dumbfounded sort of gaze, ignored again as usual... Afterall, he was a child and these were men, so why would they even give him a second glance? Omenis' plea caused him to jump with suprise, looking over his shoulder with eyes as wide as his tea platter. His mouth hang slightly open and his expression starting to slip into distress as well, he looked between all of the people who were arguing. What a mess... Now a lady was crying, even in pain. Her emotions, that of pain and torment, washed over him and visibly caused his frame to shiver in fear a bit. This place was starting to have some harmful effects... The boy could only stand there and wait for more to unfold, thinking that any step he might take could be a trap to unleash more negative energy in the place and disrupt the flow. "Where's the music...?" he said in a meek tone, shuffling a little from his place towards his old table, hand drawn into their sleeves.

Omenis takes a deep breath she had not meant to rise her voice but rise it she had.....a light blush spreading upon her cheeks as the male aplogises....nodding to the male acknowledging and accepting a smile forming upon lips..." I thank you....." blinking a little as her attention swings to Cuchulian surprised at those uttered.....was he still in danger eyes widening as his lips touch hers stunning her as it had before......a sharp intake of breath as he pulls away....her mind seraching for words to utter

Tandrall chuckles and grins at the compliment, puffing out his chest quite proudly and flashing the blue-eyed woman a winning smile. "Why, thank you!" he says, bringing a hand up to touch one of his horns vainly. Glancing around this place, and hearing the various protests, he is beginning to change his mind, glancing around thoughtfully at all the others. If ever a place and people needed a bit of music, this was it, and he knew it. It almost seemed his very duty to lighten the mood. He sighs resolutely, shaking his head as he at last turns back towards the fireplace to take his appointed seat.

Valdistrat_Xerosis feals a flux behind him from a small boy? " Young man I'm afriad there will be no music. Come relax with me. take your mind of the troubles of others It is not for you to worry:

Valdistrat_Xerosis notices the seat taken by his horned friend and smiles, " OR maybe....."

Cherry_Eyes recieves her black coffee shortly and pays the tender with money and a thankful smile. Blinking softly as her lips sip at the hot liquid she then took the time to look around the room at the people and current situation. Something seemed amiss with it all and that was unusual. The Pub generally was either ridden with peacefull drunks or... rowdy drunks. Not emotion and formality. Standing, she took her hat in one hand and her mug in the other to head for the couches and aimed to sit across from Tandrall. After she sits carefully, the hat is set at her feet and the mug sipped at. She again glanced about before asking. "What's going on here? You know?" Directed at Tandrall as she fixes her colorful eyes on him.

Apostle eyes followed the woman who entered, then looked to the boy, taking in everything of the establishment in he could. He was thankful that their would be no music, such annoying tunes playing.. 'probably some merry festival jig anyway..' he thought to himself, his eyes stayed on the boy and his aqcuantance, then flickered over at Asteria..

Omenis takes the few tentive steps to stop by Cuch her voice gentle....." Come Cuch....ease yourself and relax....you can not stand like this all night"

Tandrall just shrugs at the blue-eyed woman as he sits to tune his instrument. "Nothing of real importance, m'lady," he says in his melodic voice. "And endless squabble over who is right and who is wrong ... but if the squabble itself is wrong, does anyone really win or lose?" He shrugs. "Hmm." Looking back to his instrument as it rests in his lap, seated with hairy legs crossed, hooved feet and horns proudly displayed as he tunes his guitar silently by ear.

Asteria sitting back now getting a bit comfortable, she crosses her long legs under the table. Speaking quietly Asteria orders a glass of wine, not familar with this place nor the people here. A bit dissapointed there would be no music, looking around at the others she noticed the stranger glancing at her, nervously now she moved her long hair off her shoulders while she waited for her wine.*

ChuKeLiang narrow shoulder's drew up into a pair of what, the folds of his ceremonial robes and the deep bluish tint of his hair almost seeming to form a landscape all of it own, both of Chu's eyes suspended in the scene like two shining green suns or moons, perhaps one of each. Vald comforting and sympathetic voice soon reached him, causing the young adept to pivot and look towards the man who had summoned him with a jingle of his bells. "But I..." He stopped mid-sentence, finding nothing to really say. Maybe it would be best to say nothing at all and just stay quiet. "Alright..." Chu still sounded dissapointed as he walked toward the comfortably cushioned chairs, his hands coming out of his sleeves with an octagonal mirror with eight trios of lines for a border, or trigrams if you would perfere. With that, he took a seat on the ground with his mirror in hand and head bowed.

Cuchulian felt the presence dissappear, he knew they would come later, he was safe for the moment, and now was the time to enjoy oneselve., for the life he lead was a dangerous one...." yes , i will come to relax by your side, let us drink and be merry, Omenis, I will hold myself at bay for your request...Come!"...He leads her, to the bar, holding his hands at her waist.

Vladimir_Xffarg crossed his arms..His pale blues flicking into the fire..He needed to relax..He was so tense. Tense from fighting. Tense from running. Tense from not having any sleep. The accursed gem that he and his partner now carried had caused him much stress, much pain. The same could be said for his brethren. He wanted merely to relax. To chat casually about exploits..Was it so much to ask for?

Cherry_Eyes unbottoned the lowest five buttons on her coat to open it up and allow her legs be crossed. Her legs are snug with latex and soft leather boots lead up just below her knee. The appendages hold a terrifyingly define musculature that hints to that of a kick boxer or perhaps a dancer- still elegantly feminine in all ways though. Sipping her coffee with the soft chains on her rings and wrist cuffs chiming in movement she nodded. "Ah. Of course." She eyed him just a little. "So, where do you come from? I've never seen anything with horns that wasn't a dragon."

Tandrall , whilst tuning, is searching his mind for an appropriate song to fit such a crowd ... indeed it proves to be a daunting task. But at last he seems to find something. His tuning ceases and he arches up straight suddenly, hands moving to their position as he begins to play, strumming a calm and soothing melody to fill the air, not drowning out anyone's conversation ... just pleasant background noise for the moment. And none too soon, it seems ...

Omenis nods smiling.....the flush of her blush now long gone turning now as she felt his hand upon her waist as she steps towards the bar covering the short distance quickly to the stool she had been sitting on earlier...a little lift as she slides upon its soft cushioned surface...head turning slightly to look at him...." Do you not like the noise called music ?"

Valdistrat_Xerosis now paying attention to all that can be, he heres the stagerd sentance of the boy. " Young one speak, no one here will deprive you of your speach" Opening one eye as Chu sits by the chairs to see him. .

Tandrall speaks softly amidst the music for Cherry's benefit. "Perhaps I'll tell you later ..."

Cherry_Eyes nods to Tandrall and then busies herself with drinking her coffee in silence to not disturb his playing.

Vladimir_Xffarg sat up to look into the fire now..It seemed to be the only thing that would accept his thoughts at the moment..Everyone else seemed so...Preoccupied..

[Apostle ] Apostle's eyes diverted back to the table, he rolled his tongue over his fangs idly, he began whispering a song to himself, the language sounded dark and so did the way the song in general sounded, or the look in his eyes as he stared at the table, a look of psychosis, but everything else about him looked calm and relaxed..

Valdistrat_Xerosis the thought of everyone calming down was worth the wait, He to felt like his comrade with little sleep and even less time to think clearly he would just request relaxation.

ChuKeLiang held the mirror perfectly level in his delicate hand, the object resting his folded legs while he stared towards the floor. The music did well to steady him, to bring back the rememberance of his chipper attitude, but not to the entirety that he would have wanted. "What?" said the young scholar, looking up to Vald as he asked. "Oh, that's alright," he said, donning a small smile. "You can't deprive a person of words if he is speechless, huh? I don't really have much to say actually," he fibbed in an awkward sort of way, that smile clearly fake but with good intent.

Terez would walk in staggering a little, she couldnt walk that well because of her broken ribs, her throat was sore by the collor, which felt like it was draining health out of her, she sighed and went to find a seat before she colapsed, as she sat, she started to fidget with the collor, her eyes were dark and blank, she sighed as Zeret started to talk in her mind..

Tandrall at last brings a bit of lyric alongside his patient strumming of the guitar, its easy words matching the comfortable atmosphere his melody seems to weave over the establishment. o/' Whenever the sun doesn't shine your way ... If ever the clouds in your sky turn gray ... If ever your money all ran dry ... And all your friends just passed you by ... If ever your life is in dismay ... And leave you confused, in so much pain ... Whenever you feel so all alone ... There is a place you can call your own ... o/'

Cherry_Eyes inclines her chin, glancing over her shoulder to Terez with some concern, although it seemed none of her own business so she couldn't offer help.

Vladimir_Xffarg eyed the woman that had staggered into the pub..His glance shot over to Valdistrat worriedly. The two being chivalrous fellows, Vladimir was instantly concerned.."My friend..Look at how she carries herself.."

[Vladimir_Xffarg ] ;'s tone would be kept low, so as not to draw too much attention.."Her ribs you think?"..

Cuchulian shows a smile full of compassion and warmth, he then begins to answer her question..." In my land, music, is what we listen to before we spill blood in war, so no I dont like music....Wait wasn't i here about something else also?...." His mind seemed to have forgotten the main reason he had entred the pub....He then begins to move closer owards Omenis, there was something about her serenity, and beauty that calmed ones spirit, he then lays his hand onto hers, speaking softly in her ear..."You are one that the Gods, would even call a gem, a perfect diamond...."...he pulls his head back, quickly around at all who were busy with there talking.

Valdistrat_Xerosis stands no looking to the the Madam. Swiftly but smoothly making his way to her. Then with a deep bow " Milady, is there any way i may ne of servace? I hate to see your pain."

SoulTaker pushed slowly through the pub doors. Damn it's been a while since she had stepped foot into this, over human populated, evil growing hell hole ^^. Scanning the room she would side step through the doors and make her way around table and such. It took her little effort as she was quite with the 'hip' thing, and she almost glided over to the bar. She would make her way over to a stool, somewhere in the corner. She didn't want to be seen..so much. Pulling herself up into a stool, she lent over the bar and whispered to the bar man. A grin would follow this and she lent back, keeping her poster quite elegent. A waiting her order, she would glance over shoulder and gaze around the room again, noticing the woman limping in. Her eyebrows caved in but was soon diverted to her drink. Far from your normal sprite or milkshake. This one was red. A rather deep red. And the look on the young womans face was certainly not disturbed by this colour. It was actully dancing with glee. Plunging her hand into one of her jaket -

Tandrall plays a bit of dramatic filler, chin rising and eyes closing as he lets himself sink into the words and feel the song in his heart, projecting his own feelings of care and hope to all those with willing ears. o/' Just fly away ... Soar beyond all your troubles ... Cast all those cares away ... Just fly away ... Into the arms of love ... Don't be afraid ... Under the wings of mercy ... You'll never be let down ... Don't run away ... Believing that you could survive ... I'll be right by your side ... o/'

Terez still listened to Zeret in her mind, she was chatting away, Terez seemed to ignore her Terez's eyes were still dark she looks to the man and trys to talk, but couldnt, she fidgeted with the collor and then spoke "...this collor is draining me i think...it wont come off.."

Vladimir_Xffarg grins, seeing his friend rush to her aid. "Vald you bastard. Save some for me."

[SoulTaker ] pokets, she brang out a few coins. The bar man took them up and smiled, so did she. Settling down she raised the glass to her lips...and took a damned sip of it. o.O Pkleased she took another..longer one...

Asteria handing the server a coin for her wine, she nodded in thanks as he placed it before her. Reaching her small hand around it lifting it up to her lips to take a sip just as the woman entered walking it was obvious with difficulty. Asteria watched her for a moment then her attention quickly was deverted to the others in the room. Asteria jumped a bit as the glass she held fell to the floor and shattered.*

Omenis brows knit not undering this war that he speaks of....blood she does for that is the substance that leaks from the body when hurt...eyes lifting to look into his own as she speaks softly not wishing to desturb those ejoying the noise called music......" A god.......is that good or bad....?" her head tilting...." Gem...?"

Valdistrat_Xerosis examines the collor closley, Not being a genius. "I shall see what i can do. But till then you must rest, I do not know of this Item" Beckoning for his Comrade " take a look at this Vlad."

Tandrall hardly seems to notice a commotion of movement and shattered glass, his patient strumming continuing in its flow, like water or soothing rain for the weary soul. o/' If you ever need a hug from me ... Because you've been crying down on your knees ... If you ever need a place to stay ... Call and ask me and I'll be on my way ... I know you're tired of being let down ... Your so-called friends don't come around ... I'll be a friend you can call, ... I will be right there, to catch you when you fall ... o/'

[ChuKeLiang ] Perhaps out of boredom or maybe out of rekindled enthusiasm for his craft, that tight cylinder of yellowed and tattered parchment was brought back out and spread across the floor, Chu's silver spectacles again perched on the bridge of his nose and the mirror he had set as a paperweight to keep the words on his paper from hiding from him. His attention couldn't help but be pulled towards the crippled form of the lady entering the pub, looking to her over the crystal lenses of his glasses with curiousity and a delayed sense of alarm as the glass she had was releashed and destroyed. Luckly for him, his documents had evaded a lethal wine stain. "What's happened to her?" he asked quietly, turning to get a better look.

Cuchulian is filled with utter horror, as he sensed how this woman named Terez had been filled with darkness, tainted by the hands of starving lunatic which he once called master, this was main reason he came to the pub, he awaited her presence..." You begone here, or you will feel my clade in your flesh, slave to the dark one!"....Cuchulian steps off the stole and begins to walk forward to where the two contracts and where the slave were...."How long has the collar been on your neck, speak true and steadfast, if it has been on for more than a day, you might not like this, but it will turn you into what Nocturity has become!"...He tilts his head to the side looking at the two men..." You might not believe me, but that cannot be disspelled, as its magic is strong, only death might save her."

Czech walked into the Pub qietly and sat down at a nearby bar. Crossing her legs she looked to the bar tender and rodred her a strong liqour

Vladimir_Xffarg sighs.."First..You try to interupt our good time..Second you try to stop us from helping this woman? Why don't you unsheath your accursed weapon and declare war upon us now! It is obvious that you wish to continue to destroy our good moods tonight!"

Cherry_Eyes finishes her coffee and checks the time. Standing, she places her hat back on with a smile. "Well, off to my next appointment. Nice coffee break. Good music." She'd flip a coin towards Tandrall as thanks for the nice background music before she leaves.

Tandrall visibly winces now, opening his eyes to narrow them in Vladimir and Cuchulian's direction somewhat darkly. Again he plays another bit of a flourish, the break seeming to steady him and return to his peaceful feel before heading once more into the chorus. o/' Just fly away ... Soar beyond all your troubles ... Cast all those cares away ... Just fly away ... Into the arms of love ... Don't be afraid ... Under the wings of mercy ... You'll never be let down ... Don't run away ... Believing that you could survive ... I'll be right by your side ... o/'

Omenis blinks the action of Cuch taking her by surprise as he once more darts across the room to the fire and the other group ...she could not understand why Cuch seemed to be always on the move her eyes going to the female that seemed to be now with the two males..head tilting a little as she spies the collar the only people she had seen wearing them was at the place she was told was a slave market...

Terez felt the collor drain a little more, she listened to what the man was saying and smiled a little then sighed "sorry for the trouble..." she closed her dark eyes thinking that she shouldnt have even let them near her since she was only doing something bad..she frowned, but it hurt instead..

Valdistrat_Xerosis escorts the young woman to a seat and then peers at her with Cobalt blue eye's. " Whee id it come from?"

Asteria Moving to evade any wine that would have soiled her dress, she mumbled to herself about how careless she had been. The waiter moved to clean off the table quickly, she sighed looking to him and shook her head not wanting another at this moment.

Czech looks down into her liqour and raises a brow. Sighing she tilted the glass up against her lips and finished off the drink. Sighing she put the glass down softly against the bars wooden surface and asked for another.

SoulTaker quietly servayed the small up roar of the three men. A very sly grin would ripple on her face. Ah, yes, the battle of the men, always something amusing in this category. A sniker would be hear from the young woman. ..men..after the same thing..power...and.girls...oh yes..and thr right to have one..then there is the 'be a man and save the damsil in distress'......eheh always a show stopper...then the two..to three men at each other thraots....ha!!! she would suddenly turn and cover her mouth with her hand to stop herself from bursting out and going into a crazy laughing fit. HSe would close her eyes for a sec...and calm herself down.

Cuchulian moves even more swiftly and throws his shoulder into the one who challanged him, he moves towards Terez...."Tell me now, dammit, how long has the collar been on!"...He slams his fist onto the table, his mood was foul,as distant mamories came back to haunt him, and why were people ever so annoying, he was trying to help her, and hets challanged...." If a fight is want then fight is what we will have, you just do what you want!"

Valdistrat_Xerosis takes her hand hoping to ease her. For yelling at her is not making him none to happy either.

[Cuchulian ] **memories

Terez tried not to show emotion on her face, it was hurting, everything was hurting, her ribs felt broken, probaly were, her ears lowered at any sound that was made, she then answered what he had asked fiddling with it again, growling softly at the burns behind it, then looks to the moody man blinking "...a day" she answered not fearing the man at all.

Tandrall now lets his guitar take center stage as a slow and pleasant bridge takes over Tandrall's enchanting music. It is quite clear that he plays like no other musician you may have heard, partly due to the exotic nature of his instrument as well as his background. His notes fall soft upon the ear like flower petals. His voice rings true and deep as water falling into a pool, stirring emotions of a quiet country home and family reunions ... but at the sounds of the battle, his hand misplaces itself, striking a suddenly disturbing dischorded harmony which jolts him out of his playing. "Wha ... what on earth?!"

Vladimir_Xffarg was none to happy with being his with a shoulder and opend his mought to burst out....

Valdistrat_Xerosis gives a quick glance to Vlad hoping he see's this is not the time to fight.

ChuKeLiang listened carefully to Cuchulian's explaination for Terez's trouble, that collar around her neck apparently being the source of it all. What was Cuchulian? Perhaps a goblin or a demon of somekind? They were fairly common where he was from and came in all different shapes and attitudes. That thought would be saved for later though, the young adept not being an expert on mythical creatures. Curses, however, were something that he was well educated in. His focus again was shattered by another proclamation of violence, a duel announced. It was like a jolt to his system, a quick jump that even loosened his glassed enough to where they would fall to the ground. "This is stupid..." he said under his breath to himself, letting his viridescent eyes closed as he lifted his spectacles from the floor. "She should drink something," he spoke out to them, rising to his feet with his things in hand. "I can make a remedy for her wounds if you want." Chu stepped forward with parchment in hand, looking to the group.

Vladimir_Xffarg acknowledges Vald and Snubs his nose to the floor mumbleing.

Cuchulian had slight snicker onto his dace and felt the demented spirit of one he knew i his past SoulTaker, a being that he could never understand....He reminds himself of what was priority...."A day....One day....Its to late all ready, all i can do for you is give you a swift and clean death, it will not hurt this i promise to you. You can choose to live but the taint the collar sends to your blood, organs, and heart will change you into a demon, that wishes harm to all those around...Its all up to you, and its your choice.''....Cuchulian begins to sit himself down, on the stool awaiting her reply.

[Valdistrat_Xerosis ] do what can be done! We ust help the girl. I dont want to here of Death being h only way. Tis' never true and i will not let sucha a thing lead to that. NOW * looking at Cuchlian" If you wish to help do so, if your going to yell at her the back away."

Terez still looked confused, why did this cursed collor wound up on her neck, so much trouble was being caused, she sighed a little, she felt the collor absorb again, she then looked to Chu, Zeret was still chatting away in her mind, asking questions not worth answering, she nodded at for healing her wounds and having a drink.

Cuchulian eyes the man once again, who told him to leave...." If you ant me to leave then make him."...when he said it, it was in his most calm tone, a tone which had been filled with threats, and danger....' I'm sick and tired of your constant naggings I let you leave, as free man, or one bonded to a death, a sweet and bitter master."

SoulTaker had turned on her stool, and was now watching thoughs who were bringing alot of noise to the pub. Didn't anyone know how to act in a pub? Or was pub fighting now the 'in thing'..? Well what ever it was...Soul was sure it was annoying...some people..at least..one..that being her. She raised an eyebrow at the convosation going on between them however..and some of it made her was to start one herself. Then again getting involved with something she hadn't know two pennies about. So she sat quietly, sipping on her drink, leaning one elbow on the bar and watching the current on going. She did however shiver suddenly, something she did not expect. Her eyes glideda round the room, trying to find were that came from...

ChuKeLiang visibly sighed in frustration of everybody's attitude, walking over to Terez with a motion for her to take a seat. Now he seemed a little more collected than he had before, much more mature than somebody his age would be. All the things he needed were there: His tea cup, the platter, a wooden spoon would do, and a couple of roots and herbs drawn from the inside of his sleeves. "Sorry about this..." he said sympathetically to Terez, talking about all of them 'grown-ups' bickering at each other. The roots and herbs were put into his tea cup while a little bit still remained, the wooden spoon used to mash it all into a greenish and dark paste. "I'm Chu. It's nice to meet you," he said to her with a smile, trying ignore ignore all of the clammer while he worked. Chu never really had much to say, but he still felt like talking to her for some reason. "This is kind of like a tea, but a little bit more bitter than normal tea. I would just try to think that it's really strong, okay?"

Tandrall just sighs ... stands ... takes his drink in one quick gulp ... and then wishes he hadn't, his entire face puckering up and eyes going wide. "WwwwWwwwoouah!" A shiver can be seen sent all the way down Tandrall's body, from horns to hooves. He smacks his lips once or twice, not really enjoying the new taste in his mouth. Setting the glass aside, he simply leaves the blue-eyed girl's coin to pay for his drink, takes his pack and guitar, and swiftly leaves without a backward glance to the others.

Tandrall hoofs it, pardon the pun, away from the pub at a well kept pace that even the best of men would have difficulty in keeping up with. "This is why I stay away from settlements," he grumpily reminds himself. He closes his eyes and snorts once or twice, glancing around him at the gradually passing scenery. Tall trees of browns and greens, with shrub and rock rolling by. The smells and sounds of the woodlands fills his senses, quickly chipping away at his bitter mood to bring that elusive sunshine back into his heart.

Tandrall twists and reaches to the side of his pack to draw forth a canteen of water, bringing it swiftly to his lips and sweetly swishing the subtle fluid around his mouth to route the foul blue draught that yet plagues his taste buds. "Blech ..." he says after swallowing and wiping at his chin, stowing the waterskin for later as he continues on, searching for nothing in particular. Just glad to be gone from that foul crowd.

ChuKeLiang moved through the bushes in a sort of huff, the instruments he had used earlier gone and out of view. All that was left in his grasp was a large and beautiful feathered white fan that was clutched to his chest as he moved along the forest trail. The boy seemed obviously upset, his mouth nothing more than the smallest of line and his eyes cast towards the ground as if they mirrored the grassy floor. A slight sniffle could be heard as he sped along, the edge of his sleeve rising to his face to muffle the sound. Finally, he came to rest on a large stone a far ways away from the pub and leaned forward, arms resting on his knees as he sulked. "I don't like them..." he mumbled out loud, sniffling once more as he bowed his head, the bells on his hat not making a sound.

Tandrall continues on at his now leisurely pace, his spirits slowly lifting now that he is back in his home environment. His ears twitch slightly, sensing swift movement through the trees nearby, his horned head swivelling towards the sound of plants being brushed past by a small boy. Tandrall's chin lifts, eyes narrowing to peer through the trees ... eyes that see perhaps a bit more than most would think, as Tandrall slowly makes his way in that direction, his curiousity back in full swing now that he's calmed down a bit.

ChuKeLiang was, by all that really knew him personally, a great scholar of the ways of life and an accomplished philosopher for one so young as he, perhaps looking to be around his preteens in age. But there was often one flaw that kept reappearing over and over again, one that he knew not to succumb to but a feeling that was hard to control. Chu often took humility as weakness, being so humble and subservient that felt as if he had no control over anything. It was a problem that came up a lot for him, the older men ignoring and snubbing him while he spoke. Even his peers hardly took notice of him, but not a single tear feel down his cheek. Self-pity was disruptive and selfish, or so he came to think. Why should he cry? What purpose would that serve? So there he remained on his perch with his fan swaying idly back and forth to stir a breeze, his form still slumped over.

Tandrall quickens his pace just a bit until he comes within sight range of the boy upon the rock. Upon seeing him, Tandrall's frown returns. All that cheery music, all that lure of nature's splendor and compassion wasted back in the pub thanks to one cold-hearted man. Not even this boy had his heart lifted by Tandrall's efforts. "Cruel and heartless being," Tandrall curses Cuchulian in the Sylvan tongue, eyes still watching the boy and trying to decide what to do ... at length, he simply shrugs and steps forth from hiding, walking casually over to the same rock and making like he hardly say Chu sitting there at all, springing up on those powerful legs to land upon the rock in a seat of his own. For a time, he is silent, simply staring away into the woods and hardly seeming to acknowledge Chu's presence for some reason.

ChuKeLiang had hardly seemed to notice as the satyr stepped forth from the wood, his mind floating elsewhere while his fan swayed and fluttered in the wind. His shimmering eyes were still glassy and shown brilliantly in the light that dappled his figure through the trees, the shade of his fan causing a that shine to dissapear and reappear at regular intervals. Then the being leapt up onto his rock, immediately drawing him from his daze. Did he even know that Chu was sitting here? The boy could only look up and wonder as the satyr looked past him towards the forest. A small smile came over him. "I liked your song..." he spoke up, hoping to grab his attention.

Tandrall perks up but little at Chu's words, seeming to be quite caught up in his own personal gloom. "Hmm?" At last he looks to the boy through half-lidded eyes. "Oh ... yes. I'm very glad." Tandrall continues to look out into the woodlands beyond, as if Chu's words didn't quite satisfy him somehow, appreciated as they were.

ChuKeLiang found that his gaze lowered back towards the dreary grey of the rock he had chosen to set himself upon, that small smile he had wavering a little bit but never completely dissapearing from view. His eyes were a little less reflective now, the tears that wanted to emerge giving up and leaving him, taking his somber attitude with them. The fan he just had in grasp was gone again, its where abouts perhaps a complete mystery as nobody was there to witness where it had gone. Leaning back over the side of the rock towards the direction that his companion had his eyes set upon, Chu asked him a question. "What are you looking at?" The boy looked up towards the creature now, his bells twinkling and singing as he shifted his position.

Tandrall 's ears twitch just a little at the ringing of Chu's hat-bells, eyes darting once more in the boy's direction as a subtle smile can begin to be seen. "My home," the satyr replies. "Where I belong." A worried thought passes Tandrall's mind. "But where is your home, young lad? Certainly you too do not live in woods such as these. You are more suited to sleep under cut and shaped wood, a thatched roof and feather bed."

ChuKeLiang gazed towards the satyr's domain, the forested area which Chu also liked to take rest and even solace in when times were tough. The lad thought of a place across the ocean, forests much like the one he saw here dotting and covering the landscape. "I have a home," Chu said in a short but happy sounding reply, although his happiness could have been taken for nothing more than a mask for his nostalgia towards his homeland. "I think it's where I belong..." he said, looking back up.

Tandrall nods, at last looking to the boy with a caring look in his eyes. "Perhaps you should find your way back to it, then. The woods is no place for an unprotected lad like yourself." Tandrall snorts again, narrowing his eyes and looking away at the earth beneath him. "Neither are pubs filled with distraught and unfeeling hearts. Yes, home is much better than those places."

Tandrall sighs, hopping off the rock and landing back on his hooved feet, animalistic legs flexing slightly as he lands. "I suppose I shall take my own advice ... let the ever-welcoming arms of the wilds take me homeward once again." Tandrall turns back to the boy with a smile now. "I'm glad you enjoyed my music, at least. Perhaps some other time I might finish the tune for you." Tandrall bows slightly to Chu before turning once more and striding away into the woodlands. There is barely enough time for a response before Tandrall would seem to simply 'vanish' among the leaves and stones as nature reclaims one of her children ...

ChuKeLiang gently let his head bob up and down in concurence with the being, his finger fanning and pressing against the cold stone to push himself to his feet. There would only be a short utterence to sound his agreement with the creature, just a soft but very sharp sound like a grunt or maybe a sigh. "Okay," he replied, hopping off the boulder, a short bound towards the soft soil. Home was a much better place than that pub... Chu could only suspect horrible Feng Shui were the cause, but you can never rule people out of the equation either. The lad turned about and smiled to the creature once more, a deep bow given to him as well. "Good bye. I hope I'll see you again." As soon as no eyes were upon him, he vanished as well to the unknown with only the impression of his footsteps to show that he had indeed been here.

ChuKeLiang gently let his head bob up and down in concurence with the being, his finger fanning and pressing against the cold stone to push himself to his feet. There would only be a short utterence to sound his agreement with the creature, just a soft but very sharp sound like a grunt or maybe a sigh. "Okay," he replied, hopping off the boulder, a short bound towards the soft soil. Home was a much better place than that pub... Chu could only suspect horrible Feng Shui were the cause, but you can never rule people out of the equation either. The lad turned about and smiled to the creature once more, a deep bow given to him as well. "Good bye. I hope I'll see you again." As soon as no eyes were upon him, he vanished as well to the unknown with only the impression of his footsteps to show that he had indeed been here.