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Banned for being unknowing.

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Tales of Death and Glory

Definitely watching this. I’ll start brainstorming.

TENEBRAE: The Rebellion of Shadows (Ladies Only)

SCARLET SHADOW
红色阴影

Cursed dragon indeed.

The thief helped herself to another rice ball as her fence talked on. Shen’s food always hit the spot and his tea was a delight. She worked the chewy sweet in her mouth pondering the jade dragon. It had been one of her easier jobs in recent, nabbing it from the showroom of a suspected triad in Chinatown. A very wealthy man with top tier security systems and armed guards. Even so, a master thief like Scarlet Shadow had little issue stealthily circumventing the estate and avoiding the guards to swipe the prize and be out without so much as stirring a mouse.

She was glad to have some good news during her visit to Shen and was further pleased to see that her little bout of impatience hadn’t soured his mood. Besides, thinking of the payout from that dragon statue was a salve in its own that lightened her mood.

When Shen mentioned “Hunters” Scarlet Shadow tensed a bit, drawing up her toes in her boots and and feeling her hairs prickle slightly. She knew little of them but had heard whispers due to years of skulking the underworld as a thief and mistress of intrigue. As Shen said - “a dishonorable miserable lot”. Still even with what he said being true the thief could take care of herself and she knew that Shen could watch his own back. Besides, she wanted that diadem paid for and gone the sooner the better. Of course there was this whole business with her mysterious “host” that had tipped her to the diadem to begin with, he and his shadowy organization. She really didn’t like the idea of having two unknown factors with her in their lenses.

Of course if the diadem was handed to the Hunters - the exchange quick and easy - and the money moved without a hitch she could be done with them and just keep her “fourth eye” extra vigilant for a while. But then there was the problem of them dishonoring the dealing and simply taking the diadem. Or trying to. There was too much grit in trying to deal with such an ill-reputed lot.

With a heavy sigh the thief stood, took her tea cup and suckled it down to the last drop, and looked to Shen ,”Hang on to the diadem for now. I’ll… think it over. But expect a ‘no’ just a heads up. And keep me updated on that dragon statue.”

“Thanks for the time and treats, Shen.”
She sat the teacup down gently and skipped her cowl back over her face, leaving only her eyes to be seen once again as she turned her back to Shen.

Word association Game!

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Donar - Germanic god of Thunder and rage.

S̴T̴O̴R̴M̴C̴L̴O̴A̴K̴ : Rise of Tyranny (SHELVED, PM or DM me for inquiry.)

- @Awesomoman64

“Wait!”

A frantic and sharp response came from behind the rock. There was a rustling of movement paired with the slight grind of boots on gravel as a shadow crept across the ground from behind the rock. A grunting could be heard as a hunched over figure slowly shifted his way out.

He was an elf, a Bosmer. He was adorned in cheap leather armor that was spattered in blood. His hands and wrists were bare, his boots were rather rugged and one seemed to have a large tear on the toe. He was breathing somewhat heavily, a red stream of blood poured down his right thigh into and over his boot. He was armed but his hands empty, a steel mace swayed at his hip and a bow and an empty quiver hung at his back.

He looked rather young, his face was clean shaven and a single large knotted braid of auburn hair hung down the side of his smooth cranium. “Wait…” he said again, raising his hands outward passively, “I’m no Forsworn. And certainly not a Stormcloak.”

He took a deep breath before continuing, “I was… attacked. I came upon this scene before us when two Forsworn leapt from the brush nearby. I managed to kill them both…” he nodded to a pair of the corpses nearby ,”but not before they got me in the leg.”

He groaned roughly, wincing as he shifted his weight, forced to plop back onto his backside as his thigh gave way. “Please,” he said,”I… I need your help. I can’t make it to Whiterun from here. Not with all the Forsworn and Stormcloaks prowling these hills. I just need help getting out of the Reach. You… folks don’t look to be bandits. Who are you?

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He says he will tell me a story but I’ve yet to get one from him. The poem was a start though. Need to up my game…

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Banned because Tali’Zorah doesn’t think so.

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