Dark Light

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Aesthen’s eyes connected with the deep brown eyes of the auburn haired stranger basking in the corner shadows, beckoning him over with one hand.
Without missing a beat Aesthen acknowledged him like he was the familiar friend that he had been looking for. Raising his mug as he gave a nod and smile before casually crossing the room with his belongings.
Nothing in his greeting or approach told of the true clandestine intentions of their meeting.

While confident and wanting for this to be the man he was to meet, Aesthen still reserved his words with a small amount of caution.
“Evening good sir. T’is a nice night, is it not?” He asks casually in friendly musing. ”How does this fortunate night find you?”
His pearly white teeth peering through a well trained smile while his intent eyes speak a different truer conversation.

@Scrivener

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@Scrivener
Edited in a bit about sending a message ahead of time and now just sort of hoping and waiting.

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<Snipped quote by Dark Light>

*shrugs* How did Brynjolf know when the player character entered Riften?

Let’s say the look of your character. He screams shadowy rogue.

@Scrivener

Since I’m not that keen on being that obvious, can we just say I got a good reference from a mutual contact?

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@Scrivener
Yea super keen, just sounds a little too convenient though. How do they know I’m a thief?

((Group roleplay)) The Great war: The 4 realms collide. (NO 18+ themes!)(Fantasy + sci-fi included)

Interested, interesting concept.

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Aesthen - Foamy crown

Aesthen had just received his cheap ale and was engaging one of the young tavern serving girls. A petite half-elf. With his devilish smile and a few well placed words he had won her over. He really needn’t say that much but show her the polite consideration and etiquette that most drunks failed to do. A few little clever compliments here and there of things other than her cleavage line and her cheeks were blushing bright red. Although, once she smiled the words came easily. Aesthen found her very forward for a betrothed woman.

Meanwhile he had done the maths, and despite the many variables left unanswered his ever suspicious gut told him this tavern was a front. Someone or some faction was backing it. Unaware of who it might be affiliated with he decided to be careful how he presented himself. So subtly and very slowly he drew information from this young lass.

Aesthen’s search for answers was interrupted as the tedious motion of the tavern door echoed its tired tune once again, even still at this late hour it couldn’t find rest. A giant of a woman entered. She was not only big in height but muscle too. Her intimidating stature towering above all others. Her tinted skin, heavy armour and large glaive telling a story. A Goliath warrior. Instantly this was someone Aesthen wanted on his side. He studied her for a moment having never met a Goliath before. He appreciated all rare things. She caught his stare and he froze for a moment, but she simply gave him a friendly nod. He smiled back returning the nod, feeling a little foolish. He decided he would talk to her once she was settled. There was no rush, the night was still young.

Now that there was a new patron his serving girl left his side, breaking their conversation to return to the work she was supposed to be doing. This left Aesthen alone with his thoughts as he nursed his ale while newcomers continued to roll in.
Another fierce looking woman found a table to share while an old man made himself a person of interest by flaunting his wealth before approaching the Goliath. While this man was an obvious target, years of instinct told Aesthen so, he instead saw him as a different opportunity. He subtly looked around the tavern, looking for anyone else that might have seen his obvious display of coin but was actively remaining unaware or avoiding directly looking at the old man.

Trying to notice those who wished to be unnoticed. Aesthen, afterall, was here to find a man that didn’t want to be too easily found. With no details of face or features he had less than a name to go off. All that Aesthen really knew was that he was looking for a thief, perhaps his only connection to the thieves guild. It had cost him some good coin for the little information he did have. He just had to hope his message found its way to the right people.

He hated having to trust in thieves.

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@Whoami

Yea that was an awesome lil story but it sounded like it happened during the day and we are at the tavern at night. So it’s either already happened and we missed it or it is going to happen tomorrow and you have to wait until we catch up..?

@Hellion I’m keen to start an interaction with your Goliath but should probably give the others a chance to post first :/

Vrenorza

Love the concept but not sure about the execution, feels a bit too rushed/loose to me.
But none the less, I am interested and will follow this and see how it all plays out.

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Interested

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