ooc- [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img] good thing Skye and Lyulfe didn't hear about the earlier topic of discussion.. Skye would've been embarrassed and it would have put evil ideas into Lyulfe's mind.
You know how sidekicks are.. [img]graemlins/evillaughter2.gif[/img]
ic- Once Tancred and Karnas made their re-entry Skye stood up, still clutching her head, and moved towards the door.
"And where do you think you're going?" Lyulfe asked, a scaly draconic eyebrow raised quizzically.
"I'm going to get more alcohol," Skye muttered.
"They don't have any good coffee around here, so the next best way to deal with a hangover is to make sure I don't get one. Lyulfe made a chuffling sound, which seemed to be choked back laughter.
"And here I thought you wanted to talk to your knight friend... but if you'd rather hang out with those other inexperienced men waving swords about in a drunken stupor, don't let me stop you," the dragon said with a mocking smirk. Skye humphed, glancing at Tancred, then stalked out of the room. Lyulfe looked at the pair and shrugged, leaning back on his haunches.
"So, what is this about rescuing a damsel of sorts?" he asked, eyeing Karnas with amusement.
ooc- Funny thing with dragons... can never tell if their talking in coincidence or if they really are mind readers...
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Outside...
Skye wandered towards the outdoor bar set in the middle of a nearby field. She grinned and waved back wearily to a bunch of knights who had contributed to her amount of drinks earlier. She plopped herself down on a stool to herself, and called the barkeep over.
"Oi, 'nother elven mead please," she asked with a wince.
"Eh, they weren't joking about elves recovery time with alcohol were they? Alright, another coming up lass," the man said with a shake of his head in amusement and disbelief. After downing a couple, Skye's ear twitched, overhearing a conversation between a rather young knight and an inexperienced looking girl.
'An assassin,' she decided.
'New at the job too, I wouldn't wonder,'
"Now, joost make suhe too get too 'im all coseh liake. Then when yoo'eh bisseh distractin 'im, slip this inta 'is drink, then make suhe to get the nine 'ells outta thehe," the knight said to the wide eyed girl, who nodded dumbly.
"B-but, how am I supposed to get him interested in me? I'm just... just..." the girl blushed.
"Just a girl..." The knight laughed scornfully.
" 'e's a kniat foh god's sake. A paladin, at that. They'eh olways rescuin' damsels in distress. 'ere, how's about I act liake I'm droonk and try ta mess with yoo when 'e 'appens to be walkin' by. That'll get 'is 'onoueh riled up, to be suhe." he winked devilishly at the girl, and the hairs on the back of Skye's neck rose up with a chill.
Downing the fifth drink, Skye made herself stumble over to the girl and knight, and clung to the knight's shoulders. She said to him breathily
"I couldn't but help overhear your conversation. Surely I could be of better service than this.." she mustered up a scornful scowl at the girl, who shrunk back.
"this girl. I have alot more experience, plus I prolly have more appeal," she added, primping her hair and giving her most charming smiles. The knight looked her over appreciatively.
"Yoo'eh most liakely rot thehe, dearie." he waved his arm dismissively at the girl.
"Coonsideh yoorse'f no loongeh buhdened. Now begone with ye!" The girl disappeared into the crowd, without so much as a second glance. The knight looked at Skye and gave her his most disarming smile.
"Now, lets go set oop tha ploy, shall we?" She grimaced inwardly.
'I can feel the sugar oozing from his words, the faker.' Skye smiled at him stupidly.
"Of course."
*~~~~~~~~later~~~~~~~~*
"So, who exactly are we looking for?" she asked the knight, scanning the crowd. He had taken them to an indescrete alley, where they wouldn't be seen until their 'plan' was to be executed when the person showed up.
"Soome 'onourous, uptiat paladin called Tancred," he said offhandedly. Skye disguised her surprise and asked innocently,
"What'd he do? Kill one of your relatives in a duel?" The knight laughed.
"Fah froom it, dearie. Let's joost say I'm doin it foh a... female froind," he winked jovially. Skye's eyebrow raised slightly, and she went back to scanning the crowd. She bet that the knight had never even seen Tancred before, so she pointed excitedly at a random knight.
"Ooh, ooh, there he is! Now what?" The words were barely out of her mouth when she was grabbed roughly from behind. Spinning her about quickly, the lecherous knight attempted to force her to kiss him. Frozen with shock and surprise, Skye recovered quickly. Squeezing her eyes shut tightly, she stuck her arms out in an attempt to push him away, and turning her head away she shouted
"No! Get back you! I don't go for guys with strange accents!!" Peeking forward at him, she realised in her flurry of motion she had hit him squarely in the nose, and had knocked him out. Looking down at her shirt she grimaced, noticing she had some blood on it from his nose. Grabbing the pouch of powder that was to "deal with" Tancred, she left the knight in a collapsed heap.
She ran up the inn stairs two at a time and burst into the room she and Lyulfe were sharing. Tancred, Karnas, and Lyulfe all started with surprise, having been in what seemed an indepth conversation. Her dragon counterpart's eyes narrowed at the sight of the blood stains on her shirt but before he could say anything she broke in.
"Tancred, someone's trying to get rid of you with..." reaching for the pouch, she collapsed to the floor, conked out. Lyulfe coughed.
"It seems she had one too many drinks to handle all the excitement," he commented dryly, staring down at the unconscious half-elf.
ooc- lesson #3- use lots of different colours, its fun and it confuses others. also use strange accents on odd characters..
[ 01-02-2003, 10:58 PM: Message edited by: Skydracgrrl ]