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 Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 12:31 pm
Farah had searched her ship form top to bottom but it was no use, the young man had already gone, leaving behind a grieving wife and her husbands dead body.
Tucking her blades in their sheaths, the Hannon woman headed off to her quarters to see Hector and make sure that they didn't have a sudden rise on the body count list.
Slipping into her small study room below the decks Farah dismissed the medic promising to call if there was even the slightest change in the man's condition.
Her study room was small, containing only a small table with several cushions scattered around it. the walls had maps and air charts pinned to them, some new and others on old, curling parchment. Gas lamp's filled the small wooden space with a pleasant orange glow and low hiss as the wicks burned.
A Hammock sat neatly to the side of the room, thick ropes held it fast to the ceiling and cradled in amongst numerous blankets and pillows was the famous Lord of Ander.
Unfastening the buckles that held her blades Farah dumped them on the table and scooped up the only stool in the room, plonking it beside her bed. Scooping up the wet rag that the doctor was using she pressed it to Hectors forehead
"At least your fever had dropped...dyeing now would make it all worthless"
((She's working on the assumption that he's Adon because he was with Hector))
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 1:52 pm
Hector's eyes slowly opened, though she was still in a bit of a haze. "I have... no intention of dying. Not yet." Hector told her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 2:18 pm
"Good, that would make it rather aqueward to say the least, a dead man in your bed is a sign of bad luck don't your know?" Farah's tone was jovial but her eyes were like ice as she watched Hector.
There was no telling this man was a part of what happened up on deck, if this was some sort of ploy to gain control of a trading vessel or even just to acquire a ship. After all this was Hannon territory, having your own ship in these ares was like waving a bag of coins in a beggars face. they would kill you without hesitation even if the gain was small, it was survival after all.
"So would you care to let me in on how you came to be living in the bowels of a Pirate ship or did you just appear there one day like a daisy out of grass?"
The sound of scrapping wood echoed through the room as Farah pushed herself off the stool and made her way towards the low slung table, unpinning a map as she when.
"It's unusual to get such a cry for help this far our in the dunes, let alone by one who was all but sleeping with the rats"
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 4:26 pm
"It's just another day in my life. Sleeping on silk one morning and with rats the next." Hector replied with a light jest. "I was on my way to Namiko. I was also keeping tabs on the captive prince of Norra. He actually was resigned to work with us because he doesn't agree with his father, but recently dark magic has poisoned his mind. Him and mage from Mithra were using forbidden magic on me repeatedly to look into my head while I was dreaming, but it somehow backfired and both of them got possessed by the dark magic they were trying to pour inside of me. Anyway, that stupid prince was under the influence of the magic and abruptly decided to attempt suicide by jumping out the cargo room. I used up most of my magic to try and stop him from jumping, but I just ended up falling out as well. Now that the dark magic has taken him over, he's trying to get back to Norra and ruin everything. I need to purify him as soon as I gather enough strength."
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 9:40 pm
"so we have a deal then?" Liam said to the captain, looking at him through the cell.
"ay...but how can I trust you?" The captain asked, giving a glance that would pierce through steel.
"you can't, but then again I can't trust you, now can I?" He grinned, staring back at the man.
Seemed the captain had been bested for the second time today. Without another word he went to the deck and started bellowing orders, in no time the ship began to turn, making its heading towards Norra.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2013 2:58 am
Farah smirked as she withdrew a small inch bottle and pen from under the table, unscrewing the cap she couldn't help but chuckle at Hectors words.
"It sounds like the Lord of Ander has such a hard and wearisome life" The sarcasm dripping from her voice was unmissable as she started scribbling notes along the ageing paper map. "I can only imagine how much of a culture shock it must have been for you"
There was a pause in Farha's incessant scribbling as Hector mentioned the Norran prince. Her face was ripped of its playful smile. So that man had been from Norra then? it was no wonder she distrusted him.
A thick silence enveloped the room making the gas lamps seem almost unbearably loud, once again someone of the Norra blood line was involved with the death of one of her people. One of her crew was dead because of their attempts to reduce an ungrateful and pampered brat.
The table rock violently, a few drops of ink spilling over the container and on to the floor as Farah stood, her eyes locked on Hector. "You mean to tell me that one of my crew is dead because an ungrateful and pampered house pet of the Norran royal line didn't like what his daddy was doing?"
The woman's voice was nothing pure venom as she slowly stalked back towards the Hammock
"Maybe you should have let him jump, saved yourself this trouble. saved us such a high price for someone so ungrateful! you can't poison the wicked, the fact he tried to do that to you should only prove it" the slow venomous tone had now risen to an angry shout. The crew on deck had paused work, listening as Farah's feral snarls of rage echoed through the below deck corridors.
"If he should go back an ruin his own country then fine, I would even give him a lift there and bid him a cheerful farewell. Less Norran's around is only a good thing for all concerned!" another heavy pause of silence took over as Farah took the time to catch her breath, calculating eyes fixed on Hectors face
Turing away, as if unable to stomach looking at Hector any long she gathered up the map, pining it back against the wall. "Theres a town ahead, we should be there in about a day. wether you are better or not I'll drop you there, it should be no problem for you to the get a vessel to Norra" scooping up her weapons Farah walked to her cabin door, pausing momentarily to cast a withering and somewhat piteous glare back at her bed "He's had one of my men, I shan't put the others in danger"
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2013 1:15 pm
Hector laughed at her words. "Your intelligence is wasted on your ignorance!" She told her. "Do you know why Ander is at war with Norra? Ander is mostly mountains, and the people of Ander lived on part of the Norran plains until we were forced into the mountains. We don't have very many magic stones and hardly anything grows there. We're running out of food and even after selling off most of our technology, we can't afford to keep paying the trade tariffs just to eat. That stupid King of Norra was more concerned about pride then peace. When my king offered peace and friendship in exchanged for enough land to support ourselves, the King of Norra refused. That was what the Prince of Norra opposed. He's not fit to be a prince or a king, but he hates his father's unnecessary bloodshed and pride. Normally he wouldn't have the guts to kill. Well... that's how he used to be before the dark magic influenced him. Also, the Prince of Norra was raised as a commoner in Mithra. His coming to power was recent. And since I was the one who kidnapped him, I'll take responsibility... I understand your desire to protect your people. You have a right to keep them out of harms way."
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2013 2:59 pm
"And your sharp words are wasted on me, you think that even raised as commoner that boy suffered? do you think he when without food?, water? how about comfort when he was sad? praise for good work?" Farah's tone was soft as she buckled her weapons back in place "And yet after all that I still find myself wondering how you can still seem to harbour some sort of responsibility for him".
Her hatred for the Norran's and anger at loosing a life that was preciously placed in her charge had blinded her. As always Farah's biggest weakness was her quick temper. In all of her anger and hatred she had never stopped to think that this was someone high in power within their own country.
Farah knew about life, she knew that it could be cruel. She grew on the streets and learned how to steal, lie, trick and act, she knew how to fight dirty and how to gain what she needed in life to survive but with that came no particular wisdom of the world. "I would ask for forgiveness in my ignorance but if I'm honest. No matter how high in rank and title you are I don't particularly care. Politics is a luxury I can never and will never have so I'm brash to someone like you. I don't care much for grey areas so really..." opening the door Farah tilted her head for once her smile genuine, minuets ticked by as the black haired woman just stood there "I am all ignorance and no intelligence"
A soft breathy chuckle bounced off the walls of the room as Farah stepped back, shutting the door and once again going to perch over on the stool next to the Hammock. For her the silence was a welcome break and seemed almost peaceful now that the hostility (all hers) had been cleared.
((really really sorry, I have to head off to bed, work tomorrow Y.Y night))
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2013 3:23 pm
The ship slowly ascended from the sea, disappearing into the clouds. Now that they were fly steadily they would reach Norra in half the time a sailing ship would. The captain was still thinking if it would be best to just fly into the city, they were after all a pirate ship.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 12:07 am
[~I'm wondering if Snuggs is working right now :3
Anyway. TIME SKIP??]
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 12:32 am
((Yeah. A time skip sounds good.))
"Such hot headed prejudice..." Hector muttered before flipping to her side on the hammock. She didn't feel like talking to her anymore. In Hector's mind, she only seemed to beg for pity and that pissed her off.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 1:26 am
Farah watched as Hector turned over and shook her head, chuckling
'somehow I think we've misunderstood each other'
Wetting the rag she placed it back on his head before going back to the many maps that lined the wall and unhooking another one. This one was a lot smaller then the previous and the paper was not as aged.
Setting it down on the table Farah set to work, a soft scribbling the only nose filling the room.
((Snugs is working as of right now ^^...supposedly))
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 1:35 am
[~alright. Time skip as of now ->]
The vessel landed a few miles short of Norra's capital, Liam stepped off the ship "Thank you captain, I'll return shortly with your reward..." Liam was cut off by the man stepping up behind him "captain?" He said, confused by what e was doing.
"sorry lad, but I can't have you pulling any tricks while you're off. You don't trust me, I don't trust you, remember?" The captain led the march into the city.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 2:28 am
(( 4:30 AM and still doing homework! >.< ))
'Eviz? Are you there?' Hector thought to him. 'We were saved by a group, but Liam killed one of their party and took off for Norra. There was dark magic in him and it fused to his soul. Anyway, they're dropping me off at a small town named Luin. Are you guys nearby?'
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 12:05 pm
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