Decadents and Dropouts IC

Phyliss Ovida

"Yes. We just play it cool." Phyliss walked inside, feeling much safer as usual with Gryph behind her back. The floor of the tavern wasn't very big. There was a narrow staircase to the left, that probably went up to the rooms. To the right were some steps that lead to a larger room, halfways in the cellar, which hosted the tavern itself. In front of them was a kind of wooden cabin with a large window in it. There were a few people down in the tavern, but she did not see anybody in the cabin. She looked through the window, and saw that it was probably the private room of the innkeeper, and a place were he could observe the newcomers, but it was locked with a grille.
"We have to go down there. Just be determined here." She walked down the stairs into the tavern, and it got quiet as everybody watched the newcomers. Not all of the guests were humans, but a gorgon and a giant like Gryph were still quite a sensation even at this kind of place. She walked cool and selfconfident over to the counter and ordered a room for two persons. The innkeeper was really perplex by the sight, but he did not throw them out - maybe he didn't even dare to do. The price he asked was quite expensive for such a place, but she paid it and took the key. If they would have some drinks, she would be out of money in one or two days. But she paid herself because she was afraid that goodnatured Gryph would just take some coins of his backpack, showing his gold to everyone.
 
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Gryph

He watched her, it was interesting how easily she took charge when she was in surroundings that she knew and could control. So far they had fetched quite a few looks and some words were spoken, but he heard nothing threatening yet. He thought about a bed and wondered if he would fit, he could always just sleep on the ground, he was used to that by now so it wouldn't bother him at all. Keeping his hand on the short sword in his belt he surveyed the room, looking as threatening as he could without looking like he is challenging.
 
Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss didn't worry as she saw Gryph standing in the middle of the room. No ordinary man would dare to touch him. She just wondered how good he would look with a long, flowing black mane. Maybe she would speak about that later. She was also a bit tired and curious for her room, but she wanted to have a drink and ordered two glasses of wine; a normal one and a big one. The room had many angles and probably lead to a deeper cellar, so she could not overlook it, even if the dim light did not trouble her. Besides humans she saw some dwarfs and some orks, who where so common at this places that nobody did even care. There even were a bunch of goblins. She touched Gryphs arm and pointed to a table. Two people, a rather small weasel like man and creature that looked like a cross-bred of goblin and a human, got up and left the place for them,as she looked at them and the table with some determination. "Let us sit there" she purred and went for the now empty space.
 
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The Narrator - Haerdon

Most of the men believed that the attack was a full success, and could not understand while Haerdon was bad tempered. The gorgon has escaped, and the other demonic woman as well. The latter turned out tob be a vampire, and had killed some of his men, while the gorgon had killed three; one with snake venom, one did not survive the petrification, and another one died later, as his petrified comerade had pushed him down the stairs. Some of the guests and the staff fought well enough to killa few more, and the huge guy, who had escaped as well, had caused some havoc. He even knocked Ulfgard down, who was just recovering. Haerdon didn't cared so much for the dead, but found it more annoying that mad dog and his drow assasin had left without a word. The hunt in the morning was a failure. Nobody could find any proper tracks in the chaos around the house, and his men were not very motivated to help him with his personal revenge. He could not blame them; they had a successful raid, and there was nothing in for them if they were chasing a single woman which he claimed for himself. By the way, many men were useless for this job. At least he had his old horse back, and enough money and food for a longer trip. He started alone to go for the hunt. As far as he heard from survivors, the gorgon was not keen on hiding in the wilderness, and everybody would renember seeing here. So he left the estate and the other warriors behind.
 
Gryph

He followed her and sat down, he smiled at her and leaned in close to her ear, allowing his warm breath to play over her neck.

"It seems like you know how to make your presence felt, first time that I see people running away"

He paused then sat back and smiled at her, there was more to say, but for now they should just enjoy their drinks and each other's company.
 
Phyliss Ovida

The innkeeper came and brought the wine; a goblet for the gorgon and a large jug for Gryph. Phyliss paid and looked sharp at the innkeeper, who avoided to look into her eyes.
"I paid quite a lot for the room, so I expect you have some cleen sheets there. Sleeping in dirty bedclothes does upset us very much."
"Certainly." said the inkeeper not looking directly at her, and quickly dissapeared.
Phyliss smiled at Gryph and grabbed her wine, then she spoke very softly.
"We have probably all kinds of criminals around us, and maybe some insane weirdos as well. But we should not worry at all about that, as long as we are aware."
 
Gryph

He nodded

"I have noticed that they were not the most savory customers around, but let's worry about them when they get too close to us"

He tasted the wine, it was not something he liked, but he could not decline it as it was obviously something that Phyliss liked. He never had the palate for wine as it was too dry for his tastes.

"So how did you come into the finer arts of culture? You seem more at ease in a grand hall than in the wilderness"
 
Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss took a drink. It wasn't the best of wine and certainly no match compared to the wine served by Marcus, but at least something.
"I was used to live in noble or at least fine houses as far as I can renember." she said.
"I faintly renember an old man, who was fond of me but got to weak to approach me, and who lost some of his wealth and status I think, and he send me to another place. Maybe I was even sold then, but I can't renember. I changed such places several times, sometimes in quite dramatic circumstances, for example a peasant mob devastating their masters property. I got more confident with the time and started to choose my own places as guest, not as giveaway. I knew all the manners, the etiquette, the latest dances and the small talk. Still, I could only live at very tolerant places, that are called decadent or even evil by bigoted ignorants. So it was quite dangerous from time to time, and there have always been situations were I had to stay in places like here in between."
 
Gryph

He listened to her and it was so strange that she could move among humans, yet because of his eyes and teeth he was chased away from wherever he came. He wondered about her dream and realized that in the end that would be the best for them all, to be able to live, trade and love in peace.

"In a mad and crazy world we who are created through magical means is the monsters. Somehow that just seems wrong, but we do not make the rules do we"

He sighed and looked out at the other clientele who often looked at their table

"One day we will fit into our own society, because if you can dream it, it can be made a reality"
 
Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss smiled again, this time in a more cunning way.
"That was why we were planning to meet around here. The peasants and bollocks will never accept us, no matter how brave, intellingt or pretty we are. I could go on like I did before, trying to fin another outstanding character who is powerful and rich enough, to house guests like me. But I often dream about a place, where our kind could live free, making our own rules. Our first idea was that of a riverboat for the start. If we find a good place, we could go on to build our own settlement."
 
Gryph

He nodded thoughtfully

"How close to civilization would you like this ground to be?"

He knew of unclaimed territory, but it is unclaimed as it is a land over run with wild animals and plants, a place that true monsters lived in and if there was no need to be close to humans, that land can be cleaned out and claimed by them.
 
Trunfor Blackheart

They had agreed to seeing him tomorrow.

He walked into the city, wrapped up in a robe so as to disguise his appearence. He couldn`t find the two non-humans anywhere. Oh well, he might as well go and rest somewhere.

He approached an inn that was better than the rest and entered. The bartender eyed him warrily as he approached the man, Trunfor asked "Do you have a room for the night?"

The bartender looked at then said, "A lot of you strange folk walking in here. Anyways, the rooms available, if you can pay for it." When Trunfor dropped 5 silver pieces onto the counter, the bartender brightened then continued, "Your room`s the third one on your left."

Trunfor nodded and was headed for his room when he stopped, the two he was looking for were nearby!
 
Phyliss Ovida

"I like it to be as civilized as possible, even if we have to build civilisation by ourself. Maybe we find a large, abandondend place and..." the gorgon looked over as she saw someone staring at them.
 
Gryph

He saw her look at somebody and then the subtle scent of magic came wafting towards him, the smell set him on edge and he looked at the person who was looking at them. He whispered to Phyliss

"He reeks of magic, the same kind that was used at the estate"
 
Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss was at first just curious, because the cloak would only fool people in the darkness.
"If he takes his coat off, he will steal us the show." she said after another drink of wine. Then she heard what Gryph said and was alarmed. "You mean, this could be the magic helper of Haerdon?" she whispered. Her magic shield was always activated like her physical one, but who know what this devil could do?
"I think he's a malebranche." she whispered even lower.
 
Gryph

He shook his head

"No he can't be the one who did the casting, but I am sure that during the course of the evening he had contact with the wizard"

He frowned

"How they got here so fast without horses would be interesting to find out though"
 
Phyliss Ovida

"If he is, what I think, he could well be able to fly." said the gorgon. "But what more important is, what does he want here, or rather what does he want from us?" she leaned over to Gryph. "Do you think you could handle him? I am not sure of his powers."
 
Gryph

He took a sip of his wine

"I'm sure I can slow him down or if push comes to shove...stop him. But first let's find out what he wants and if he is a threat he can be dealt with"
 
Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss whispered in Gryps ear. "Maybe I could petrifie him, this depends how good he is. But better we keep calm and aware for now." she moved back and took a drink of wine as well, waiting for the move of the creature.
 
Trunfor Blackheart

He felt their hostile stares and he knew he had made a mistake, it had been a coincidence that he just happened to be in the same bar as them. He had a felling that he was caught up in the middle of something he wasn`t aware of.

He slowly kept a good distance between himself and the gorgon and half-dragon as he went up the stairs. He paused for a moment then headed for his room. He needed to think this through, it wouldn`t be wise to approach them right now, best to wait until later.

He entered the room and took off his robes. He though about taking a bath, he hadn`t had one in days. He looked around and unpacked the rest of his stuff.
 
Gryph

"Hmmm seems like he know that we are aware of him, maybe we should wait a bit down here, let him finish his sneaking about and then go upstairs and if he tries to surprise us..."

He left that statement open to interpretation, by nature he wouldn't harm a fly, but if that fly came at him with a sword he would kill it.
 
Trunfor Blackheart

As he finished cleaning himself, he pulled his new clothes back on. He looked at the scar on his left wing, he remembered how he recieved it.

As he closed his eyes, he remembered being 10 years old and being beaten by a bunch of thugs. They had tried to cut his wings of and sucessfuly damaged his left. As they kicked him again leaving scars on his back that would be their permanently. He drew upon his fiendish blood and accidentally burned the thugs with a blast of hellfire.

He came back to the present. Although the wing had healed back to being fully functional, the scar remained their as a reminder of what had happened.
 
Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss finished her wine.
"I guess you are right. We go up to our room, and wait a moment before we go to bed. " She got up and picked up the key and her bag. The landlord was not to be seen, so she walked out of the tavern, over to the stairs at the entrance. As she walked by, she noticed that there was a ladder in the tavern, going down to a smelling room, probably a sleeping place of very low class. Carefully she walked up the stairs, until she reached a small, crooked hall. There was only one floor and not more then four seperate rooms up here. She unlocked the door, and looked inside. The room was small, and very poor in condition and furnishing, but there were clean sheets and blankets; probably the only on in this inn. There was even a small bowl and a jug of water. Good, my dear landlord.
"Now, that is our cozy room. I fear the bed will be a bit short for you." she walked in and put her bag down.
 
Trunfor Blackheart

Trunfor was worn out and needed to get ome sleep since his last nap was interrupted. He thought he heard people walk past his door. He listened for a moment and they seemed to have moved on.

He lay down in his bed and folded his wings over himself. Maybe tomorrow would provide the answers that he was looking for.
 
Phyliss Ovida

"Maybe you should put the mattress on the floor." said Phyliss, browsing through her bag, thinking what nightwear she should put on. "You decide. Chiffon or taffeta?"
 
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