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  1. Cinder

    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    @Aleksei Nudging you on this again.
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    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    @AlekseiOh yeah I forgot to poke you.
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    Redeye Ruckus [Quest B]

    Angus Serzelcis The Trickster fidgeted uncomfortably, trying not to let his worry show. He wasn’t sure what Fred’s angle was, and how Lenoa would navigate the exchange. On the other hand, she gave him the impression that she knew her stuffs, of course, and there was something about Vanilla that he was sure Fred would notice, if he managed to figure out the two were women. It seemed unlikely that the old bastard would screw them over. Then again, it was Fredericks. Plus, he wasn’t sure if the bartender was just messing with him, or whether he actually forgot about him… Angus wouldn’t mind Fred forgetting a few debts or two, but if the man was forgetting things and suffering from senility, that would not bode well for their information gathering. At the moment, however, there was not much that Angus could do about it.
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    Redeye Ruckus [Quest B]

    Fredericks Osferian Although the man was blind as a bat, there was a reason that the proprietor of the Gorgon’s Eye was able to keep control of his little rowdy den of thieves and navigate businesses in Izral. With his ability to sense mana, a skill he retained from a previous life, he knew that the three that confronted him were no common adventurers. One was suffused with the soul of a beast, the other was neither humanoid or animal. A supernatural entity, perhaps? The last he was not so sure about, her spiritual scent masked. That, of course, meant she was someone truly powerful, or had powerful allies. The bartender knew already that he would profit greatly from this exchange, if he played his cards correctly. “We are looking for a gentleman by the name of Torek Redeye, sweets. My company and I need a bit of info on him, would you mind help us with that?" “Torek Redeye… yah, I’ve heard of him. Fancy himself a crime lord, that ‘un,” the old man traced through the metal mug in his hand, feeling warmth from his hand leach into it as he wiped it, “More like a weasel if yer ask me. Whaddaya need to know about him for? He lost a bet with you and flaked, lady?” Fredericks inclined his head questioningly. There were many reasons why somebody would come after such a man as Redeye, and such a man has many masters and guardians. Unfortunately for him, however, his masters had no love for him either. All Fred had to know was who he had annoyed, and it was then a matter of simple deduction. There was no need to sell someone more service than they might pay for.
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    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    Just wanted to mention that I haven't forgotten about this yet, I'm still working on my post.
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    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    Okay, so I might need some time to think up how to move things along.
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    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    I mean, I'd poke more but I'm worried of being annoying about it.
  8. Cinder

    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    @Aleksei Poking you since we did agree for one week pacing.
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    Redeye Ruckus [Quest B]

    The crowd inside the tavern, as it would have turned out, was no less in chaos with the eviction of the brawlers. Angus wondered to himself what the bouncer’s rubric was, in deciding who to throw out, and who to tolerate. To their advantage, the shouting and revelry meant no one took notice of the three entering. Given that Angus took them on as circumspect a route as possible, that was what he was hoping for. You never know who will be racing you for a job. He beckoned for the two to follow him through the tables and the ruffians coming and go as if this was an open-air market. He chuckled at the remark of the one known as Vanilla. He would’ve forgotten why they were here, too, were it not for the bounty money promised. “Oh, we’re doing nothing except asking someone about our mark,” he paused a bit, then decided to recap that as well, “Torek Redeye.” What he didn’t mention was the price for that information. Obviously, he wouldn’t pay for it- That would hardly be profitable. Instead, he’d be promising work to the proprietor. It’d require finessing to make it look like he wasn’t roping the two in, of course. “Fredericks! It’s good to see you again!” he shouted suddenly to the man cleaning the bar. The old man, one would notice, wore two eyepatches. Old Fred had a cynical sense of humour, so when he lost his eyes, he decided to dress like a double pirate- or so that was Angus’ theory. “We know each other?” The blind man grunted, brushing strands of his long white hair from his face as he worked, “Dun’ ‘member yer voice.” “It’s Angus! The… Fixer! Yeah, we’re lookin’ for this guy by the name of-” “Oh, Angus, that explains yer obnoxious voice. I’ll talk with these two ladies instead.” “-What? I mean- I’m sure I’ll be more suitable to explain-” he wasn’t sure how Fred determined the gender of the two. He wasn’t going to ask. “Yeah, nuh. You, ma’am,” he pointed at a random direction, “What’s this monkey yammering on about?” It was an inconvenient time to remember that Old Fred was a bit of a bastard.
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    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    Okay, it's @Aleksei 's turn then.
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    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    @Rin It's your turn, by the way. Maybe I ought to extend the pacing to two weeks.
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    Feedback - new member guide

    I'm pretty happy with how this is. If I was a newcomer (and I technically am given how unestablished I am) the articles would be the perfect length to sustain my really short attention span.
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    Redeye Ruckus [Quest B]

    His sharp teeth were tucked out of view as Angus scratched his cheek, grinning at the lady's question. A glint of greed glittered in his eye as he considered whether the finely-dressed woman was a daughter, or even a wife, of a powerful crime-lord. The idea that he was in front of the Empress of Kadia herself didn't present itself to him. There was also the other woman, with whom he felt a kindred bond. The kind of kindred bond, however, that a wolf would make with another. Angus despised his fellow wolves. "Well, I don't exactly have a lead, 'cuz if it was that easy the Daius would've just grabbed the guy, yeah? But they don't call me a fixer for nothing!" In reality, if one was to ask a local about Angus' occupation, they would likely nod laconically to him sitting at a card table, or him in the process of trying to avoid the ire of someone else. Much like a sage of old who would pester honest (kind of) folks hoping to scrape a living, the Trickster had made himself a reputation of being a general nuisance to those parts of Izral that recognised him. Nevertheless, nosiness has its uses... "I know a few taverns and bars here and there in this here part of town for, well, just about anything! In fact, there's this fella, runs the Gorgon's Eye. He keeps a pretty close ear to the ground," the Trickster plodded forward, gaining speed as he cut through the reforming crowd before they could hem in the party. "It's not a safe place, of course. That's why I'd need some mea- some friendly folks like you two to keep me company. I'm sure we won't run into any trouble, though!" he smiled with the sincerity of an anglerfish. The streets of Izral was a gritty, grungy ordeal, the culmination of miserable lives, miserable rebels, poverty and treachery distilled into a single vista. That was, as one would expect, the nice part of town. Angus led the group in a seemingly haphazard route, making way to the city's edge before turning sharply away from a gate that would lead out of this cesspool. Pedestrians thinned as if they were approaching some secret part of the city. The atmosphere was a thick concoction of industrial ash and filth. The term 'urban jungle' was no more literal anywhere else other than here, where rats the size of kittens stared hungrily at them from the dark recesses of passed alleys. Glowing eyes of wild creatures and humanoids alike seemed no distinct from each other. It was as if they had made their way to another city entirely when they finally came upon a dilapidated building. A crumbling sign may have said ‘Gorgon's Eye’ when Valucre was young. Before Angus could so much as breathe, the door slammed open, the thick wood enduring yet another trauma to its frame. A pair of bloodied, drunken brawlers were deposited onto the street by a burly individual of indistinct gender. A long pair of downturned ears and ashen skin betrayed the drow’s race, though they were much bulkier than any of their kin. They paused, glared at Angus, then scanned the other two before retreating back inside, leaving the door open. “Nice place, innit?” Angus smirked. One of the brawlers groaned in pain.
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    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    @-Lilium- @Rin @Aleksei Hey Rin and -Lilium-, I'm not sure if you're both still on board or not. Please let me know so that I can sort out the posting order and whether or not I need to replace you.
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    Izral Quest B - Redeye Ruckus [OOC]

    Tiredness all around, huh?
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