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Falon looked up, "It is, i just finished disussing a job with the Captain, I'm waiting for the other members of my 'troupe', because i apparently need help to finish my jobs now." She pointed out the door toward the docks.
((Sorry capra))
She looked up and smirked, "It's Falon, but hi. Can i get an ale?" She said as she sat down and adjusted her cloak so it was more comfortable to sit. When she looked around she ythen asked the bartender, "Have you seen any others coming from the swallow?" She gave him a serious look, that usually meant she was on a job. She still couldn't believe that the Captain gave her partners, didn't matter the connotation of their part of the job, it was still absurd. However she was being paid for the job in full at the end, so she was content.
She looked up and smirked, "It's Falon, but hi. Can i get an ale?" She said as she sat down and adjusted her cloak so it was more comfortable to sit. When she looked around she ythen asked the bartender, "Have you seen any others coming from the swallow?" She gave him a serious look, that usually meant she was on a job. She still couldn't believe that the Captain gave her partners, didn't matter the connotation of their part of the job, it was still absurd. However she was being paid for the job in full at the end, so she was content.
Falon looked around the inn and watched people converse, she fixed her hood on her shoulders so people could clearly see who she was. She was a girl with the reputation of a very dangerous marksman. If anyone recognized her in the inn next to the Grey Swallow, they would know that someone on the western docks hired her for a job, and she could definitely get a job done.
Falon looks at the map, and then to the Inn. She nods to the Captain, and makes her way to the Inn to meat the others assigned to her mission.
sorry guys i got busy with class yesterday... dk if anyone cares but just lettin you know
Fallon made the decision that this was the brigante she was searching for, and cautiously approached it. She kept the cloak on but pulled the hood back from her face, she patted the dagger in its holster on her thigh to feel some reassurance and took a deep breath. Putting her business, indifferent, face on, and looked around for the captain. Maybe they would recognize her. Most who did, didn't approach without a death wish, but maybe someone would surprise her.
Falon looked at the letter that had been on her door, she looked around to see if anyone had followed her from the days job. Another loose end tied up, and another days work finished... til the next day. She opened her door and went inside, making carefully sure that no one knew of her whereabouts was difficult, but after that was done all that was left was to relax. Or so she thought.
She read the letter and sighed to herself. she went to her chest and pulled out a sack already filled with clothing, an extra pair of boots, and rations. She plucked her cloak off the makeshift hook on the wall, and put it on. She positioned her sack underneath her cloak and readjusted her crossbow and her daggers.
Grabbing the letter, she read it one last time and sighed, as she slipped it into her sack she pulled the hood over her face and made her way quietly to the western docks.
As she got the the docks she saw what appeared to be the Grey Swallow but stayed back a bit to make sure.
She read the letter and sighed to herself. she went to her chest and pulled out a sack already filled with clothing, an extra pair of boots, and rations. She plucked her cloak off the makeshift hook on the wall, and put it on. She positioned her sack underneath her cloak and readjusted her crossbow and her daggers.
Grabbing the letter, she read it one last time and sighed, as she slipped it into her sack she pulled the hood over her face and made her way quietly to the western docks.
As she got the the docks she saw what appeared to be the Grey Swallow but stayed back a bit to make sure.
ya that's cool just making sure i'm not confused
alright. so in the town?
Name: Falon Greyback
Age: 19
Gender: F
Abilities: Telepathic, and turns quite invisible when she gets upset
Personality: Falon is quite shy, she tries not to talk to others because when she gets irritated she is more prone to moving things with her mind, blowing up light bulbs.... and well disappearing from ones vision. She's quite shy, but if you were to get to know her she would be kind, and loving and the best person to be around if you need talking to or someone listening.
Appearance:
Bio: Falon has lived on her own for as long as she can remember, wether in orphanages or foster homes. She doesnt really have much of life to remember except the first time her abilities came into light. She was staying with an elderly couple, and a grandchild of there's had been extremely irritating... needless to say the child ended up outside of the house with a broken window and light fictures in his wake. The couple chalked it up to being Falon's fault so they kicked her out, once she turned 14 she ran from the next foster home and they never made an effort to find her so she's been on the streets since.
Age: 19
Gender: F
Abilities: Telepathic, and turns quite invisible when she gets upset
Personality: Falon is quite shy, she tries not to talk to others because when she gets irritated she is more prone to moving things with her mind, blowing up light bulbs.... and well disappearing from ones vision. She's quite shy, but if you were to get to know her she would be kind, and loving and the best person to be around if you need talking to or someone listening.
Appearance:
Bio: Falon has lived on her own for as long as she can remember, wether in orphanages or foster homes. She doesnt really have much of life to remember except the first time her abilities came into light. She was staying with an elderly couple, and a grandchild of there's had been extremely irritating... needless to say the child ended up outside of the house with a broken window and light fictures in his wake. The couple chalked it up to being Falon's fault so they kicked her out, once she turned 14 she ran from the next foster home and they never made an effort to find her so she's been on the streets since.
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