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    Kalib

    Member
    Kalib took a small sip of his drink and then turned his attention towards the one that was addressing him. Not many in the way of elves had spoken to him. Well, not many at all, really spoke to him. He quirked an eyebrow after hearing the man's words. Slayer, his wolf, gave a growl as the man tried to pet him.

    "Looking for work. Do you know of any available?"
     

    Elgorym

    Skillful Bosmer Hunter seeking Adventure
    ((OOC: Sorry for the late reply and rather short post, I've been quite busy lately!))

    Elgorym took greater notice to the redguard, realizing he was likely experienced in combat. He then quickly drew his hand back from the wolf as it made an uneasy growl.

    "Uhh... Lovely pet!" Elgorym said with nervous laughter.

    "Oh, how rude of me!" the cheery Wood Elf said as he stretched out a hand to shake the redguard's hand cupped around his drink. With a smile he spoke, "Elgorym. The name is Elgorym."

    The redguard then asked him if he knew of any work.

    "Well actually, I was hoping you'd already have a job in mind. But it doesn't hurt to check." Elgorym glanced at a bounty board positioned at the Bannered Mare's door. Having come from just slaying a dragon priest, he was looking for something more low-key and nearby although he recognized that he could use the septims no matter where they come from.

    The Bosmer sat up and walked to the wall full of wanted criminals and citizen's quandaries.
    "See any... interesting ones?" he said back to him with a glimmer in his eye.
     

    Kalib

    Member
    "Name's Kalib. This is Slayer. And no, I have no idea about any sort of work. It'dbe the rreason why I asked you."

    Kalib said before taking a small sip of his drink and setting the mug down on the counter. He took note of the glimmer in the eyes of the elf, but didn't know what it meant. Perhaps he was excited about something. Kalib didn't know, but if the young man had work, for now, he'd put up with it.
     
    http://skyrimforum.com/sf/threads/character-profiles.4020/page-56#post-1731481
    [ooc- mind if i join in? ]

    Agandaur had gone into the tavern not long after the redguard, and now was sitting by the fire enjoying a nice warm honningbrew mead and elseweyr fondu to remind hisself of a warmer time in life. Listening to these more than eager young adventurers, Agandaur could not help but laugh to himself inwardly at remembering what it was like to so willingly stare death in the face.
     

    Elgorym

    Skillful Bosmer Hunter seeking Adventure
    ((OOC: Not at all, sorry for my super-late reply, I was on vacation!))

    The charismatic elf stuck out his hand to Kalib as a friendly gesture. He then returned to scanning the bounty board on the Bannered Mare's wall, looking for work where needed. One particular piece of paper caught his mind...

    "A serial killer?" Elgorym asked to himself, "Here in Whiterun?"

    He then grabbed the slip of paper with the words "WANTED: Dead or Alive" in bold lettering. The reward was a grand 10,000 septims and would surely increase if more victims were found. As of now, there were no leads to the murders but the Bosmer would have to go and investigate the victims.

    "So, are you up for tracking down the murderer? Or perhaps some of the other pleas interest you..." Elgorym asked Kalib as he handed him the bounty letter. The Bosmer's eyes darted to a burly Khajiit that had entered the room not long ago. Curiosity flooded Elgorym's mind, as this cat did not seem like the other patrons of this inn.
     

    Kalib

    Member
    "No, that's fine with me. As long as you don't try to make off with the reward money. Does the poster say anything about witnesses? Or will we be forced to speak with the guards about what's happened?"

    That last bit he wasn't really fond of doing. Some, well most guards had a bad attitude, and threw their weight around as if the world owed them some sort of due. If he were forced to speak with the guards, perhaps the Companions knew something as well. The fact that he was a child of Hircine like them, was a point of camaraderie among he and they. At the very least, it was a place to start. His final tactic was to look at the bodies and try to discern the killer's scent from that of the victims'.
     

    Elgorym

    Skillful Bosmer Hunter seeking Adventure
    "Well," Elgorym began, "I'm sure the Kynareth priests in the Hall of the Dead have the bodies still under 'investigation'. Perhaps we can get more information there and investigate the bodies hands-on. This flier is quite vague... I guess that's our only lead."

    The Bosmer was quite intrigued by this. He had hoped that the victims weren't anyone he was familiar with.

    "Oh, and we'll split the septims 50-50. Deal?" the chipper elf said with a grin as he held out his hand to Kalib yet again.
     

    Kalib

    Member
    "That's fine. Let's get started. The sooner we begin, the sooner we can split the reward money."

    Kalib said as as stood up. Slayer automatically rose when Kalib did, and both of them were looking at the elf's hand. Courtesy was something he rarely got when dealing with others, it was somewhat refreshing to receive. And so he shook Elgorym's hand for a moment before releasing it. Then the thought of having to go to the halls of the dead. The rotting stench always burned so harshly in his nostrils. But if the newest victims hadn't been there long, the stench of death wouldn't have such a firm grip on the belongings and clothes.

    "After you. I want to see how far your lead gets us, first."
     

    Elgorym

    Skillful Bosmer Hunter seeking Adventure
    ((OOC: Sorry for my tardiness to post yet again, and should we make a new RP thread or wait for others to come along?))

    The Bosmer stood up, surveying the room for other adventurers interested.

    "Very well," he said, "Let's go."

    Grabbing his bag, the elf then rose and opened the Bannered Mare's door and entered the cold morning that Whiterun often has.

    ((Also, sorry for how short it is but i'll have to wait for a response so I don't do anything without anyone else's consent :p))
     

    Ayumii

    Pink Fluffy Unicorns Dancing On Rainbows!
    (OOC: Is it OK if I jump in?)

    As Vixen entered the Whiterun Gates, she ran into a guard, and asked for a bed and tavern. Her question was answered with The Bannered Mare.

    As she walked further into the city and found the inn, she entered it, and to her surprise, it was filled with many.

    "Hello and welcome to The Bannered Mare, if it's food, drink or ed you're looking for, you're in the right place. Just ask." A lady, whom Vixen assumed was the innkeeper, greeted her upon her entrance. She nodded and took a seat at an empty table.

    "Could I just grab an ale and a bed?" Vixen asked the innkeeper, who complied right away.

    She noticed a Bosmer leave, and she decided she would sit at her table for a while. As she did, she pulled out one of her favorite books, The Cabin in the Woods, and started reading it.
     

    Thrain

    Member
    Damned brats.
    A petite Bosmer girl trudged into the Tavern, her greasy hair slicked back by the cool night breeze. Behind her, lingering in the doorway were two Nord children who probably belonged to the Jarl.
    "Why do you think she cuts her hair on the side, but keeps it long on top?" one of them said, earning an immature giggle from the other. Shaking her head, Thrain dropped her pack onto the group beside the fire, planting herself firmly on one of the open benches.
    Untying the leather string that held the top of the bag together, she reached in to grab a small bottle of skooma, shielding the bottle's marooned glass with her fingers so no one with prying eyes would see.


    Now that it was getting to be warmer in Skyrim, larger predators were becoming a problem once again, making Thrain's duties a bit more difficult. At least she was able to pack lighter now.
    Thrain was an alchemist, a traveling one at that. It'd been that way for nearly a decade and she was, what, fifteen now? The Bosmer never payed much attention to things like that; dates and such.


    "Bread?" she mumbled, grabbing onto the skirt of the server, holding up a few gold coins, "With butter, please." the woman nodded, shortly returning with her meal.
     

    Athilea

    Member
    Thor pushed past the two Nord children unceremoniously so that she could walk into the tavern. She just wanted a drink, a warm meal, and a room if there was one to be had. She'd been on the road long enough, as the dust on her clothing could attest to, and she was ready for a little rest. The Dunmer went to the bar, ordered a drink, and a warm stew, and went to a table to await it. She didn't speak to anyone immediately, but she did gesture for a bard to come over and slipped him a bit of gold to request a song.
     

    Thrain

    Member
    Thrain blinked as a Dumner heroin strutted into the room, her extravagant armor reflecting in the fire's light. Looking down at the measly chunk of bread in her callused hand, the melting butter drizzling onto her fingers. Inhaling through her nose, the small Bosmer girl let the aroma of the tavern wash over her. Sweaty farmers, sour mead, the sweet stench of roasted nuts. Glancing over at the Dunmer woman, Thrain began to wonder what kind of a life awaited her in the future.
    She'd always assumed she'd open up shop in a city like Whiterun, making and selling poisons and remedies, but she knew there was more to life than that.. surely there was at least some adventure to be had. Shaking her head, Thrain leaned back, prompting herself with her arm as she stood to her feet then walked into the small tavern's kitchen. It was bizarre how the cook was able to make all this food with so little preparation. Sure, it could taste better, but it was edible.
    The chef barely acknowledged her as she stepped into the heated room as he was busily stirring a hot of horker stew, the savory smell choking her senses as she passed by. As she approached a cupboard in the back of the room, Thrain ran her fingers through her greasy hair, silently asking herself why she hadn't put it up in a bun that morning. Reaching into the cupboard, she snatched an apple, rubbing it clean on her trouser.

    It was somewhat sad how easy it was to steal from these people, they were too dazed to pay any attention. Thrain hungered for the intensity of thievery that she'd experienced back in Riften, but those days were over.
    Pushing past a sellsword and a barterer, Thrain made her way to the Dunmer woman's table, plopping herself into the chair opposite of her. Lifting her hand, she bit into the apple, it's juices spilling down her chin as she crunched it's flesh between her teeth. Thrain didn't usually approach other people, as she tended to avoid socialization in general, but she was curious. She wanted to know what it was like to be a real adventurer and by the looks of it, that was what this Dunmer was.
     

    Athilea

    Member
    By the time the Bosmer joined her, Thor had removed the thick coat that protected her from the chill outside, and beneath worth a simple, cream colors shirt. She was just taking a drink from the mug she had been given when the other woman sat with her. An eyebrow raised slightly and she lowered the drink to the table, untouched.

    Initially, she said nothing. She simply brushed her short cropped bangs aside and tilted her head as she examined the uninvited guest. Finally, spoke up gruffly, "What is it you want?" She was tired, and in no mood to fake pleasantries with strangers that decided that she needed companionship that she hadn't asked for in the first place. Still, there weren't many elves to be found in the area. Perhaps she had a legitimate reason for inviting herself to the table.
     

    Thrain

    Member
    Thrain was somewhat relieved that this woman was straight to the point, as the Bosmer wasn't what you might call charismatic. "You've been around Skyrim, have you not?" she inquired, wondering if she'd made the correct assumption on the older woman. "I wish to be an adventurer, I'm unsure if that is what you are, but I guess I'm looking for... well, advice." she said, her throat tightening up as she spoke. "Gods... I'm just making a fool out of myself." she thought, bringing her legs up onto her chair and resting her chin on her knees.
     

    Athilea

    Member
    The Dunmer started laughing softly, "I suppose you could say that. What's your name?" She didn't offer her own as she took another drink from her mug. So the woman wanted advise on being an adventurer. That would be interesting. The barmaid brought her meal over and she tore the bread in half, offering part of it to Thrain. "You have to start off small, if that's what you want to be. Take odd jobs that will force you out of the cities if you want to get paid. Make sure you are strong enough in some way to handle fights, and be willing to explore the dark, abandoned places of the world." She tore some of the bread she had kept for herself off and popped that into her mouth.
     

    Thrain

    Member
    The brown-haired petite pursed her lips and glanced over at the licking flames of the fire, "Thrain." she mumbled shortly, blinking as the Dunmer offered her a portion of her meal. Although tempted, Thrain knew it best not to accept gifts or offerings from strangers. Shaking her head, she offered a stiff, "No thank you." She leaned on her palm, listening carefully to the Dunmer's words, "What do you mean by 'dark, abandoned places'?" she inquired, unsure if she meant ruins, caves, or something else entirely.
     

    Elgorym

    Skillful Bosmer Hunter seeking Adventure
    ((@Vixen Of course! The more the merrier. :) Also, sorry for my long absence, I was without a PC for quite awhile.))

    As he was about to exit, Elgorym paused.

    "We may need more adventurers if we're going to collect this bounty. I don't care about the split greatly..."
    Elgorym thought. He surveyed the room quickly and noticed a woman sitting alone reading a book.

    "She certainly looks... qualified." Elgorym muttered to himself as awkwardly as it was quiet. She was a strange woman from her appearance, but he knew that he would need to start some conversation with her before he'd ask her to join him and Kalib so abruptly. He began to walk to Vixen.

    "A good book, that one." he said to Vixen with a friendly smile, referencing The Cabin in the Woods, "At least it certainly is unnerving."

    He noticed a Dunmer and another Bosmer enter the inn but didn't process it until he finished speaking. Elgorym wondered if he could cajole their help but was unaware exactly how dangerous him and Kalib's target would be.
     

    Muad'dib

    The mouse-shadow
    Walking smoothly across the cobblestones of Whiterun's main road, the Bosmer didn't pay much attention to its denizens, though he did feel the gaze of the city guard following him, as they did with any strange foreigner that entered their land. He seemed to carry most of his possessions with him, including a good-quality bow and traveling pack strapped to his body with a strap running from his right shoulder to his left hip, tightly secured to eliminate bouncing or jiggling. Whiterun seemed to be a pretty multicultural city, and he saw a few Redguards and elves around, particularly in the market. Other than looking over at his brother Bosmer running the meat stall, he didn't acknowledge their presence, and walked straight into the Bannered Mare.

    Darius found a table near the entrance and set his pack and bow next to a seat before sitting down. He opened up the pack and grabbed a few pieces of meat packed in waxed parchment; unwrapped them and set them on the table. The hunting near Riverwood was excellent, and the local innkeeper was kind enough to let him butcher and roast them in the inn for some coin and a portion of the meat. Bosmer were nothing if not highly efficient hunters and butchers - it was probably how that elf running the market stall was able to make a living. "Excuse me," he said in the elves' quiet, careful diction, grabbing the attention of the barmaid. "I will have wine." He handed over a few gold coins and promptly ignored the barmaid, quickly devouring the venison.

    Once the wine arrived, the elf relaxed and looked over the other customers, noting a number of other elves, along with someone openly discussing some sort of business. He was here looking for work, and if there was something already getting started, it would save him the trouble of locating a bulletin board or bounty notice to look for work.
     

    fish-with-feathers

    King of Trash
    Ardarume looked around the Bannered Mare and took a long sip of her wine. Oh how she hated this place. It was so loud, filled with the babbling of disgusting worms. Still that babbling on occasion held information of use and so she sat, listening and observing. The bar was currently particularly busy and she held high hopes of learning something from it.

    The sound of the front door opening caught her attention and she glanced over to see a Bosmer enter the bar. Glancing him over, she surmised he was a hunter, a fact highly unsurprising. She continued to observe as he ordered some wine and then went about preparing and eating some meat. Slowly a subtle smile crept onto her face, this one interested her. Rising from her table in the back of the bar, she took her goblet and swept over to the hunter.

    "Greetings friend," she said, giving him a warm smile, "Mind if I join you? I would love someone to talk to while I enjoy my wine."
     

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