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Allard looked over to the thief with a sheepish grin, "Well... I suppose she is, or could be." He then cleared his throat one final time before continuing, just as casual and normally as he had been before passing the brothel. "Didn't meet her for too long. There were two men that followed her into my alley and they got in a scuffle of sorts. I awoke to the sound and thrashed the two men, sending them packing with something to think about the next few weeks, and all of the sudden I'm well known at the brothel," he ended, tossing his arms in the air in exasperation, letting them fall back to his sides. He then looked up and thought about what he was talking about and where he was talking about it. He saw a few flushed faces as they passed by, and others had a hateful sneer as he seemed to be interrupting their prayers. "Maybe not the time or place for this topic," he said in a quieter tone.

Though he didn't have a reason to fear Jackal, he still kept an eye on him. Not because he thought he would be stolen from (not like he had anything to steal), but just out of habit of being aware of his surroundings. This caused him to notice the bit of discomfort while talking to the thief. He saw he was tapping his foot a bit and looking between all the statues and unconsciously nodded himself.

"Odd feeling isn't it? Not sure I belong here myself," He said quietly as not to disturb the other people here. "I can't even name a handful of these idols or gods, not many are familiar to me." Allard's eyes then caught the sight of two he did recognize. Bael and Wulfric. These two he knew from the crusade that destroyed his village. They were often evoked and thanked by the Andred soldiers during and after the battle. He took a deep breath and waited in the square, not wanting to go in farther. "In fact," he added in a low voice, "I believe these particular gods would quite like my blood at their feet."

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Dremmcik walked slowly up to the woman and sighed, seeming to release some of the hostility in his voice. He the squatted down on his haunches to where he was eye level with her. Taking off his mask and setting it next to Morgan he then rested his arms on his knees. To the woman, the young man was wrapped head to toe in bandages, like a leper or a mummy of sorts. The single area of skin that showed was around his right eye, his other was completely covered along with the rest of his face. Whatever ailed him, could be seen starting to creep from the edge of the bandages and was close to his eye. only the area around his eye had been unscathed so far. But that eye, while his voice was less hostile, his eye seemed to contain nothing but pent up aggression, and it was deadlocked with hers. And he stayed there for several seconds, increasing the tension and hopefully toying with the fear he hoped she had felt.

"I'm inclined to slightly believe you," he said almost calmly and with a hint of feign forgiveness. However he shook his head ever slowly as he finished his statement in a more sinister tone, "but I'm not inclined to trust you."

With that he stood back up, picking up his mask again looking down at her. "I will not kill you. I suppose you have answered as much as you could." He dusted himself off and placed his mask back on. "Though, I can't have you attacking us again. If what you say is true, then you shouldn't have to stay in the shadows about it. We will talk to Cilia, see if she sees it the same way, which I highly doubt. Till then," he turned to Terra who was seemed to be a little bit closer than he had last remembered, "Terra, if you could nullify her so we can be done here."

Terra, who had since inched closer to Dremmick in case something happened, let out a sigh of relief when she heard it was finally over. Looks like she didn't have to pop Dremmick in a bubble after all. She floated on her staff over to the lady and hopped off. The staff floated into her hands and the crystals popped out from both ends as she grabbed it. The two quarters of her half of the crystal then joined together into a half. She looked down at the woman and slightly pitied her. Whether her story was true or not, to lose your magic is a terrible thing. "Please understand," she said before giving her crystal the command, "Crystal form: thief." It was ironic, a woman who was studying magic suppression getting a taste of the real thing, complete nullification.

The crystal then went mostly transparent as she swept her arm gracefully in the direction of the woman. "You may feel a bit weak at first," she added as the crystal phased through the woman, spawning a crystal shard in a dark onyx color reminiscent of her spikes from earlier, and sealing her power inside of it. The shard, followed by the now separated crystal then floated over to where Terra was as she put it away in a pouch, and the crystals back into place in the staff. "Alright then," she said, not sure as to how she felt about the whole confusing situation, "what now."

"That's simple," Dremmick said, and oddly cheery again he turned toward Morgan, "Unless you have anymore business with her, Morgan, turn her loose and lets head home. Don't want to keep Cilia waiting."

@ShadowVentus@booksmusicanime

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lol welcome back, i was just about to post for her tonight actually hahahaha.

anyway, im about to get this rolling, post inbound.

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@POOHEAD189 Hey, I was wondering if you had any more information on the Khalahar as far as their culture, info about their common religion before and after the previous and lingering crusades, and the war itself in general. if you want to pm it its fine, just think it might be good to have up for reference here as well.

p.s. can we post more than once between gm posts?

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Thats fine, you have my condolences.

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ok peeps, I got the go ahead and am in process of drafting an ending for this.

@ShadowVentus get your arc ready and let me know if you need any help

@booksmusicanime it's cool, just hope your finals go well and then we can rock this rp!

@manapool1 also I know this is really late but, welcome back! ... again!

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waiting for a pm to be answered, and I promise I'll make a post, sorry y'all

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@TangletailHey, just giving you a heads up, Allard is Khalahar, one of the human races. Lol, he may find out that the actual story isn't nearly as enthralling as he imagines.

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@booksmusicanime@manapool1[@ShadowVentusp

I'm about to post to help move this along...

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Allard nodded, taking in what Lis told him about her old comrade and the silver necklace. He thought that would be the case, which didn't seem to help himself much. To be honest with himself, he was poor. Not to say that he didn't get by just fine, but there hasn't been a time since he arrived in this city five years ago when he could say that he had any decent amount of money. Anything he did get usually went straight to maintaining his clothes and gear, and feeding himself from time to time instead of Stew at Mable's bar. Thinking about buying silver anything wasn't an option for him. Even if Kayden was going to foot the bill, he was still uncomfortable about it. He barely knew him and even if that weren't the case he wouldn't want to impose that much on him. Allard wasn't fond of being a burden, so even though he isn't very wealthy, by not asking for anything he still tried to maintain some sort of dignity and pride.

But then they passed the brothel...

Allard had been so preoccupied by his thoughts that he had lost track of where they were. Now, normally this wouldn't be a problem, but two weeks ago there had been a particular young woman named Ferra who had been on her way back home one early morning. The problem was, that there had been a few men who had followed her and tried to take her down an alley for some extra cash and free service. Unfortunately for them, the alley they chose happened to be Allard's home, and he was none to pleased to see them there. After being delt a paralyzing amount of broken bones, the men were kicked out and hadn't been seen since. Ferra, overcome with joy that she was saved, thanked him and even kissed him on the cheek before leaving. Allard's unknowing face blushed slightly as he didn't know how to react, but that quickly turned pale when Ferra said that she would give him a special discount at the brothel should he ever like to swing by. With a smile and a wink, she was gone... Allard must have washed his face ten times that morning at the bar.

He tried to avoid looking up when they passed the place, but he failed. He had momentarily glanced up, and he had already been spotted. "Hey, Allard! You never came by," shouted Ferra. To say she was beautiful would be an understatement, as would saying that she was popular. "I'll still give you that discount," she said with that same wink and smile, "you can come by any time." News had apparently spread through the brothel as to what happened since there were other women around her asking in quieter tones if that was the guy from the alley, giggling, or even comments on their preconceptions on what he looked like. Apparently none of them, even Ferra, knew that he actually lived in that alley or else they might not even be bothering talking to or about him. Allard however, was beet red at this point and attempted to wave. "U-uh thanks, but m-maybe some, uh, other time," he responded with a dismissive laugh, attempting a smile while scratching the back of his head. He then cleared his throat, faced forward and started walking walking at a faster pace down the road. Some of the other people on the street chuckled but didn't pay much mind, save for the old man at the other side of the street giving Allard an evil jealous eye.

Then there was the temple district. He didn't know why, but Allard never felt like he belonged here. Not because it was a place of faith, but because he was really in the middle of town now. It may have been in his head, but he was sure that this wasn't the place for a Khalahar to be hanging around. Allard had regained his composure, and resumed his steady pace with the rest of the group.