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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 10, 2016 5:47:28 GMT
"You are one stubborn princess. If he follows us, I will detain him."
Iniago scrambles to his feet, turning to turn on Kali, but Ib's voice is sharp. "Jion, Ini!" he freezes and looks at her questioningly. "Krahl ve majiet achm," she tells him, eyes on Kali. "Ily'ain nit fraj svet, jit nal'gra. Jit vas." (No, Ini! Run to the smith. Tell him about this, but don't follow. Not yet.)
Iniago watches his mistress a long moment, and seeing that her expression is unwavering, he dips his head and takes off, disappearing into the woods. Seeing him go, Iberia's gaze remains on Kali a moment longer before she closes her eyes and takes a breath, jerking the knife free with a small hiss, nearly dropping as her knees give.
Zophar quickly whips his knife away as she falls, his hand moving and jerking the knife from her grasp, ignoring the blood as she drops to a knee, his eyes sharp. "Don't pull anything stupid, wench," he growls. "I won't let you trick me a second time." He sheathes his knife and jerks her up by her injured shoulder, and she gives a low groan as she grimaces, standing roughly. "Honestly, I don't trust you," he murmurs, changing his mind and drives the but of her knife at the base of her neck. She gasps as black invades her vision and she falls limp, though the bandit catches her with ease. "God damn wildlings and their god damn dogs."
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Post by Avery on Jan 11, 2016 0:54:01 GMT
"Jion, Ini! Krahl ve majiet achm. Ily'ain nit fraj svet, jit nal'gra. Jit vas."
"Don't pull anything stupid, wench. I won't let you trick me a second time."
"A third time, you mean?" Kali mutters under her breath, rolling her eyes before she watches him knock the wildling wench out
"Honestly, I don't trust you, God damn wildlings and their god damn dogs."
"Careful with the treasure, brother, lest Esper says something. I don't want to make her angry." she murmurs before a slow smirk crosses her face, looks over at him "Do you still wish to hand her over to the girl?"
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 11, 2016 1:42:03 GMT
"Careful with the treasure, brother, lest Esper says something. I don't want to make her angry. Do you still wish to hand her over to the girl?"
He lifts the girl over his shoulder with a snort, placing her knife with his. "I think we could fetch a prettier price if we took her to some king. She's a fighter, and I'd almost love to see her in some of the war games" A grin tugs at Zophar's lips as he looked at his sister. "What do you think?"
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Post by Avery on Jan 11, 2016 1:56:43 GMT
"I think we could fetch a prettier price if we took her to some king. She's a fighter, and I'd almost love to see her in some of the war games. What do you think?
"Tempting." Kali murmurs, walking over and pulling Ib's head up by her hair, smirking as she looks over her face "But we already have another buyer, one that'll pay more than the wildling, and you get your full share." she states, clicking her tongue as she releases Iberia "That is, if you're interested. Or we could doublecross one, and sell to another. Make more profit overall."
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 11, 2016 2:18:58 GMT
"Tempting. But we already have another buyer, one that'll pay more than the wildling, and you get your full share. "That is, if you're interested. Or we could doublecross one, and sell to another. Make more profit overall."
He carries her to the horses, hoisting her up and taking some rope, bounding her hands before climbing up behind her. He mulls over their options, and he grins. "I saw lets make all we can get. I've never been too fond of that girl anyway." He looks at her. "Who's this other buyer?"
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Post by Avery on Jan 11, 2016 2:47:40 GMT
"I saw lets make all we can get. I've never been too fond of that girl anyway. Who's this other buyer?"
"A former advisor to the southern wildling tribes, the tamer one." Mounting her own horse, Kali smirks as she starts to turn it away from the tree she tied it to, waiting for him at the edge of the trees
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 11, 2016 2:57:45 GMT
"A former advisor to the southern wildling tribes, the tamer one."
"Then let's make haste," he urges his horse into a gallop. "We don't have a moment to lose, do we?"
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Post by Avery on Jan 11, 2016 3:26:25 GMT
"Then let's make haste. We don't have a moment to lose, do we?"
"We can wrangle money from him, then try to sell her to fight in the pits if you still wish." Kali agrees, spurring her horse on to keep up with him
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 11, 2016 3:41:38 GMT
"We can wrangle money from him, then try to sell her to fight in the pits if you still wish."
"I like the thought," he smirks, driving his horse around the village of Norcrest and gallops on. "Where will we meet the man?"
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Post by Avery on Jan 11, 2016 4:09:13 GMT
"I like the thought. Where will we meet the man?"
"Weyr spine." Kali murmurs, lips twisting up before she spurs her horse faster, taking off to the south
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 11, 2016 4:18:28 GMT
Iniago takes off, charging through the forest and follows his footsteps back to where the scuffle had happened. He comes to a stop, searching around for tracks, but because of the rising wind, many of the tracks her covered, and he growled in frustration, sticking his nose to the ground. He paces about the area for a moment.
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Post by Avery on Jan 11, 2016 4:34:08 GMT
"Wait." Caspian murmurs, sliding off his back to take a few steps forward, inhaling shakily before his irises flash blue. Gritting his teeth, he watches as the snow on the ground rises then dissolves into the air, hand shaking as he drops it, breaths thin "Does that help?" he makes out, voice strained, hasn't used his abilities since he was a kid
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 11, 2016 4:48:24 GMT
"Wait. Does that help?"
Iniago watches, gaze questioning, but when the snow fades his ears perk immediately, nose finding the smell of blood. He bounds over near a patch, nose to the ground, starting when he finds the blood, head snapping up as he searches for more. Just to the edge of the tree line, where grass met snow, he spots a drop of crimson against the white and lets out a sharp bark.
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Post by Avery on Jan 11, 2016 5:05:14 GMT
Staggering for a moment, Cas inhales sharply then walks over to the wolf, glow in his eyes fading as he climbs on, feeling drained "Let's go get her."
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Post by X'zayvean on Jan 11, 2016 5:12:45 GMT
"Let's go get her."
He leaps forward and starts on the trail immediately, weaving through the trees. He pants, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he runs, but he pays no mind as his only focus is finding his mistress.
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