Fisherman's Wharf

[Roland Gilliad]

Give em that old...Razzle Dazzle...Razzle Dazzel Em..

*He smiles softly* No trouble at all M'lady...*his eyes snapped to one direction* Go to the main hallway, up the stairs, My fathers room is the first door on your left, I must attend to somthing, Speak to him directly, I am sure he shall hear your case out...*He smiles* And do not be afraid to ask him for absolutely ANYTHING, My father is a true man of his word....Now, If you'll excuse me..*as he walks by a Wall that has ten daggers, There is a Whirl of speed, then they are gone in the blink of an eye, except he is twirling one, that soon goes up his sleeve, he Walks to the huge window in the north of the library, Opening it he turns* Remember! Down to the main hallway, Up the stairs, and to the left, Make sure you Dont get lost! Good Luck! *And with that he leaps from the window with cat-like grace, landing he goes at top speed through the woods, his eyes racing, his heart beating faster, his Raven Black hair was unknotted, As it flowed freely Behind him as he ran, his eyes, taking their true red colour, And a Smile playing upon his lips, this was what he lived for, The Thrill of the chase and the hunt, It made someone feel so..ALIVE....he at last noticed the trail was leading him back to the hotel at the wharf, His eyes glittered as he looked up at the lit room, he silently, TOTALLY silently, Approached the wall, climbing up as if it were all too easy, he stopped himself from peering into the mirror, instead, he pressed his sensitive ear against the wall and listened carefully*

 

[Moneytalks]

Trinity...

... watched the young man's departure in bemusement. This world of weapons was starting to make her extremely nervous. Still... she had come on a mission and it had brought her this far. With renewed determination she eyed the hallway the young Roland had pointed her towards. Adjusting her cloak about herself for added security she walked tentatively forward until she reached the room. Here she paused. What to do now? Knock? What if he was busy? What if...?

She scowled at her own lack of courage and finally lifted her hand and knocked lightly on the door. Nothing. She tried again. Still nothing. Finally she took a deep breath and intended to knock more loudly when the door was flung open and she stumbled clumsily into the room. When she regained her footing she found herself looking up at the biggest man she had ever seen. He looked very much like the young Roland but was broader and harder looking. He peered down at her in open appraisal that had her blushing. Her blue eyes quickly lowering.

"So... it was you tapping at the door like a mouse?"
"Yes M'Lord... the young Count brought me here... he... he left..."
The man nodded and seemed to be waiting for her to continue.
"Are... are you... are you his father?"
The man grinned in the affirmative.
"I... I need to ask you for help..." as she repeated the story she had told young Roland she momentarily forgot her nervousness.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

Rolando Snr.

*He listens, then turns around* Indeed..That is Quite A Problem you Have there..*he walks slowly away, he notices her nervousness* You need not be afraid of me M'dear, I am a person who is to be far more trusted than most..*he smiles kindly at her* I understand how you may feel, But you will see it takes more than a Cult To Shake the Foundations Of My Strength...*he laughs heartily* Indeed! A Worthy Challange! Somthing To Test My Skills and Strengths once again...I belive I shall Once again Unshelth The KingStopper....*he grins* And ride forth with it to battle....Where Great peril and Danger may lay, However, I see Worthyness and Understanding in your cause...I feel As If i can help you more than any other person can...I hereby Dedicate myself to this Quest, However, I do not know what I can say For M'lady Vixen..She alwase was a Feisty one...But so beautiful..*he turns, looking at the Giant Pantings over his walls, Two stand out, His own, slightly Younger Self Portrait, And one of Vixen, In a Finely Spun Gown(SPELLING?!) Of green, And embroidered with Gold and silver, A smile on her face, he smiles tiredly, pouring himself a scotch* I wish I Just had the courage to tell her how i feel...*he sips it slightly* But pardon me for rambeling! *he says, lightening his mood* Now, What Can I get you For the evening? A place To stay? somthing to eat or Drink? I must say That I, and the Estates of Rolando De Gilliad are at your disposal, I claim only one thing, If We find any weapons, Magikal Impliments, Or...*he bites his lips* Land gains, Such as Castles, Manors, and houses, I Wish to Bring them Under the Control of My Estate, I will not take Formerly Owned Church Housing, But That of those who were killed, So that the buildings may be preserved and put to better use..*he smiles, NOting the confused look on her face* Did I...Say Somthing Wrong??/

 

[Moneytalks]

Trinity...

... watched him with a confused look on her face. "M'Lord... magickal weapons?... Estates... I was not brought up to understand these things... but as the Ladies of Trinidad have no monetary means by which to pay you for your services... I can only hope you will find some reward along the way... but this is not what confuses me as much as... " she pauses... suddenly stopping herself afraid she has overstepped the line. He nods at her in encouragement to continue. Taking a deep breath she finishes... "your... your feelings for M'Lady Vixen M'Lord... why have you never told her of them?"

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose cried out through the gag weakly. She'd never felt so scared...or aroused in her life. She'd never been with a women before...but so far....

Gods...What was she saying?

She struggled against her bounds glaring at Vixen and the other brute. Damn it, couldn't a theif make an honest living nowdays?

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Knoting Joach's hands behind his back after having secured him tightly into a chair with the silk rope, Cervantes came around in front of him. "Enjoy the show kid." He said flatly as he returned to the bed. He had never put his cloths back on. Setting on the edge of the bed as Vixen started to play with the thief Cervantes reached out and dug his fingers into her inner thigh, causing her to pull against her restraints. He drew no blood, he was mearly testing her. His fingers traced lightly along the inside of her thigh, as he admired her body, watching Vixen take advantage of her like she was.

 

[poohlive]

Joach struggled, but it was no use, for silk it was pretty strong. He tried again, leaning far to the left, and then back to the right. Not even an inch.
He could try for another sword, but what good would it do. How could a frog help in out of ropes?
Joach lowered his head, and that's when he caught the sight on the bed. He hadn't even noticed that there was a woman in the room. She was tied up like him....
he cocked his head to the side
... not exactly like him though. She was beautiful, and she was being taken advantage of by these brutes.
"HEY YOU CAN'T DO THAT!!!" He shouted, but what came out was.
"MMMPPPH MMRRRRPPPHHH MMRRPPHHH"
The man looked at him, and smiled. His eyes then grew ice cold, and Joach couldn't help but look down. He continued to watch.
A terrible thought came across his mind, what if they were going to do that to him next. He suddenly wanted to leave more than ever. He closed his eyes, concentrating on some sort of sharp instrument.
He felt something in his hands, but it wasn't a frog. His heart leaped for joy. He had it, he was going to be...
He felt the wooden holes. No, it was a flute...
damnit, he hated when he did that. He did say he wanted a sharp instrument, and if you want to make good sharp's the flute is the right instrument. He threw it to the floor and cursed himself again.
There was no escape.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... cupped the girls breasts now... weighing them in her hands. She grinned at the girls look of outrage. "Awww... so sorry... are we taking advantage of you?" She crooned as she brushed her thumbs against the girls nipples. Vixen felt the little tremor run through the girls body. She knew she was trying to keep her focus on both what Vixen was doing as well as Cervantes who had joined them.
"Well... now that's a laugh... because I really thought that was what you intended to do to us when you snuck in here..." Vixen continued laughed softly.

Straddled across the girls stomach as she was she leaned forward until her own breasts her inches from the girls face. Then she whispered softly. "I know you're feeling a little confused honey... but that's nothing to what Cervantes here can make you feel... " she chuckled at this. Rose felt Vixen's tongue hot and wet against her cheek. Then the tongue snaked around her earlobe before she felt teeth nipping sharply. She gasped beneath the silk. Vixen sat back and again let the knife run randomly across the girl's body. She looked across at Cervantes. "I think all that yeast should come off with a good tongue washing don't you?" She smiled as she manouvered herself so that she was straddling the girls face now... with her face towards the girls feet. She whipped off the silk scarf and immediately plunged her cunt down onto the girls face effectively smoothering her again. She felt the girl struggle beneath her for a few moments before she lifted her cunt. She stared down at the panting face. "I don't give you air again until you make me cum girl... got it?" With that she sank down to cover the girls face again. Immediately she felt the inexperienced tongue lapping desperately.

She murmered with delight and looked at Cervantes again. "I want to watch you take her M'Lord... I know your lusts can't be satisfied yet..." she winked and then gasped as she felt the girls tongue press deeply into her. Vixen began to rock herself against the girls tongue. Every now and again the room filled with the sound of a desperate gasp of air followed by slurping as Vixen took her pleasures. Vixen glanced across at the boy tied up. She smiled across at him wickedly. "Don't worry sweetheart... haven't forgotten about you... " She giggled.

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Fuck...Sure she'd snuck in to take advantage of them...But not bed them...

Still...She shivered a Vixen's touch and words. Gods...she'd never been this aroused...

The way Vixen's positioned herself left her only slight doubts of what was going to happen next. Still, it was shock to be suddenly be smothered by the sweet cunt. She struggled hard and fearfully.

"I don't give you air again until you make me cum girl... got it?" She understood all to well.

She began lapping imediatly when Vixen's pussy decended again. Rose wasn't exactly an expert, but she defently knew pussy basics from personal...exploration. Vixen moved against her tongue as she thrust it as deep as she could inside her. And people used to make fun of her ability to touch her nose with her tongue as a child...

She angeled her head differently the next time Vixen moved to give her a breath, so she could get more of her cunt with her tongue. She decided somewhere between her third and fourth gasp for air this wasn't so bad....

 

[Roland Gilliad]

::::ROLANDO JR.::::

*his eyes flicker as he listens to the events within the room, He has one hand clutching the wall expertly, The other hand, ready to Push him up and through the window, Damn He was Tempted..He nearly Kicked himself...Mainly because he was usually in Control of his.....Desires...But this was getting to be just too much...*

(tired, will do rest later..)

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Moving between the thief's legs Cervantes touched her uncovered cunt. He manipulated it open as he began to grow hard himself. He filled her with a thick, rough finger. Then followed after it with his cock. He was stretching her open, nearly beyond her limits and it hurt her a fair amount. She started to make pleading noises against Vixen's decending cunt as she felt him hook his finger up inside of her. His finger nail dug into her most tender of flesh as he pulled out. Then when he thrust back in it forced his finger to dig into her again. Drawing out caused his finger to straighten some just as thrusting in made it dig into her. He turned his eyes to Vixen's face as he began to fuck the little thief in earnest. Seeing her open her mouth in awe of the sight he was providing her he slipped his finger from the thief and offered it to her.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

leant forward... never letting her eyes leave his as she opened her mouth to his offered finger. She enveloped it in her hot wet mouth and sucked the juices from it eagerly. "Mmmmmmm..." her tongue swirled around his thick digit. As his finger left her mouth she glanced down to watch him penetrate the thief with his thick hard cock. She wondered if this is how she had looked underneath him.

Suddenly the thief's persistent tongue hit a nerve. Vixen quivered rocking herself faster against the hot mouth. Vixen's head flung back as she ground herself down harder feeling the delicious tongue penetrate her. She moaned softly as she felt the tidal wave building. She cupped her own breasts as she allowed herself to feel the orgasm about to crash through her. Finally, the thief's persistence and natural talent paid off. Vixen came with a hard shudder. Her thighs clamped down hard as she enjoyed the sensation thoroughly. She could feel the girl struggling for air beneath her but she couldn't release the tension until the ride was over. Finally she fell away from the girl's face which was now slickly covered with Vixen's spendings. She gasped and coughed as the air seared through her lungs. Vixen lay panting with her legs spread wide as she attempted to recover from the mind-blowing experience. She felt so damned horny and watching Cervantes fucking the helpless girl wasn't helping.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

As he thrusted into the thief, supine beneath him he watched as Vixen found her release. Rolling away from the poor, oxygen deprived girls face she layed on her side, her cunt still to sensitive, obviously, for her to be able to even close her legs. She regarded him, and his joining with the thief with lust still reflected in her eyes. In responce he drove his cock harder and faster into the girl beneath him. He closed his eyes for only an instant, savoring the feel of her as he turned his head. He opened his eyes to see Joach tied in the seat, helpless, looking away from the sceen they were giving him. It, some how, evoked a sence of rage in Cervantes. "How dare he not watch what we offer him!" He thought as he continued to take his agressions out on the thief with his hard, throbbing cock. He reached down and dug his fingers into the flesh of the girls breast, visiously, for no other reason than to make her cry out in pain. He smiled at the predictable scream that cut its way from her lungs and looked over to Vixen again. His lips were upturned in such a manner to make him look evil, truly evil. She senced the seething hatred in him as he mercelously continued to fuck the thief. He was no more, nor, any less rough with her, save for digging his fingers into the thief's breast, then he had been with Vixen herself, but for the look on his face... Something was far from being "Normal" in his gaze.

 

[poohlive]

It was erotic. He had enjoyed every minute of it, until that man had started to fuck the helpless woman. He did it with such force, there was something unnnatural about it. Something evil, he had to look away.
The man yelled at him, and Joach let a tear go down his cheeks. He couldn't take this any more. He wanted out. He really wanted out. He just wanted out of this entire situation.
He saw the other woman get up, and walk towards him. He couldn't help but look at her, but he didn't meet her gaze. Somehow, he didn't ever want to look into her eyes.
"It's your turn little man."
She took off his mouth gag, but held a knife close to his neck, "You sceam, and it will be your last."
Joach felt a lump in his throat as she started fumbling around for his belt.
"Please don't..." he begged.
She looked at him, he still didn't meet her gaze though. She grabbed his chin, and made him look at her. There was something in her eye's, he could see it. Something he knew that if he stared too long he would go mad.
"What?"
"I... I'm a virgin."
She laughed right into his face, "A virgin?"
Joach felt another tear crawl down his face. HE was being humiliated. He heard the man laugh too, an evil laugh.
She turned to him, and whispered in his ear, "... (Like I know, she was the one that whispered it)"

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

whispered softly into the boy's ear... "don't worry pet... I'll make it... relatively painless..." she murmered before using her tongue to trace the sensitive flesh of his ear. He shuddered and then whimpered as her teeth pulled on his lobe.

She straightened up and turned to face Cervantes again. There really was something altogether vicious about him that she couldn't help but be drawn too. Once again her gaze was drawn to the sight of him thrusting into Rose. She felt her whole body responding just to the sight of him. She stepped forward and rested a hand on his tight buttock feeling the muscles taught under her fingers. Her hand slid across his hip before she slipped down between their two bodies... feeling his thick cock withdrawing... slick with the girls' own lubrication... then she let her hand travel up the girl's stomach... feeling her muscles tight as she tried to withstand the vicious penetration. Vixen lowered her mouth to take the girl's nipple in her mouth again... so softly this time... so much in contrast to the rage coming from Cervantes. Vixen intended to drive her wild... to help her lose complete control with the conflicting sensations.

She trailed light butterfly kisses across the girls belly... before tracing feather light fingers up the girls inner arm. She could hear the sound of Cervantes loins thrusting into the girl... it sounded liquid and harsh at the same time. Vixen moaned in response to it. She inhaled sharply smelling the musky odour of sex... of him. She smiled down at Rose before looking back at the boy again. Her eyes gleamed. She walked back to him and deftly opened his pants. His cock was rock hard, despite his attempts to look away from the scene before him.

"Is this for me I wonder?" Vixen asked teasingly. She dipped her fingers between her legs... the same fingers covered with the sexual juices of the two on the bed. She wiped the combined secretions across his lips as she straddled him. "Ah... sweet virgin boy... do you find it intoxicating? This elixer?" He tried to look away again. She sat so that his penis rested up against her stomach. He could feel the liquid heat of her nestled against his balls. She nudged herself closer as if to emphasize it. With her other hand she took a handful of his hair and pulled him back to face her. His eyes widened as he was forced to look at her. She smiled softly... her expression indecipherable.

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose screamed again, gasping in air. It hurt...And felt good at the same time...Like suddenly her world had been turned on end and she couldn't tell the difference anymore...

She moaned as Vixen drew one of her nipples into her mouth. It was a complete contradiction to Cervantes' treatment and made her want more of both. She whimpered when Vixen moved away. Gasping suddenly as Cervantes thrust back into her she cried out in pain and pleasure.

 

[Renegade]

Ren (hey I'm low on good names right now lol)

OOC: Ok I've done my best to see what's happened and what everyone is up to so far. If I make a mistake or step on what someone has going on just email me and I'll edit. My guy is an assassin type that has the skills but has some of the worst luck around. I'm going to work him in slow and just make him exist in the thread for now. Thanks to Ravenloft for helping me catch up on what's going on so far.

(and now FINALY...)IC: The cloaked young man made his way through the small town with his face covered in his hood. He had put the hood on to hide from the rain earlier but ever since I killed that wizard many days ago, my face had become much more known. Well, ok I didn't realy kill him, he had a heart attack during our fight, but I had to have startled him enough when I fell from the ceiling as I spied over him. Either way, the old wizard was well known and he had to make his way away from anywhere that knew his face. This is what brought him to this town.

The rain from earlier had made his dark cloak sag into the mud as he made his way into the town. Griping the bottom part of the cloak with his fingers, he did his best to keep the fabric from rubbing into the mud for now. Where the hell had that cursed rain come from in the first place? There was not a cloud in a sky but an hour ago and now the streets where drenched.

This momentary lose of thought caused Ren to let go of his cloak which fell to his feet. He tripped on it and with a short gasp of surprise, fell face first into a large mud pile. Ren hit the mud with a loud splash as his entire upper body front was covered in filth. Note to self: buy shorter cloak after I get some coins.

Pulling myself to my feet from the mud, I yell into the heavons "Why am I cursed with such terrible luck!?! Did I anger the gods in a past life to receive such a fate!?!"

A small crowd formed around me as I continued. This, I had not noticed and so I said something that assassins should never do in a crowd of potential victims.

Without thinking, I yelled "How am I supposed to kill people in this town when I keep tripping on this damn cloak?!?"

The crowd was silent at first, but quickly they began to chatter with each other over what they had just heard the stranger say. Ren looked around and swallowed hard when he noticed what he had just said. This was not the way to make friends in a new town.

"Did he just say that he's going to kill people?" asked a young man from the village to anyone that had the answer.

An older voice yelled, "He's an assassin! Kill the bastard before he gets away."

With the little grace that I had, I leap to my feet and quickly draw out three daggers to throw at them. "Keep away now," I warn as I slowly back away "I do not wish you harm, but I shall defend myself if you try anything."

They stayed away at first, but one quickly moved at me which made me toss the daggers at him. The whole crowd gasped at this but breathed a sigh of relief when they realised I missed with all three. They looked at the three daggers that were stuck in the barn wall then turned back to me.

With a weak chuckle, I tell them "Ok look, I guess your mad about the whole 'me trying to kill you' thing huh? Well we can't let something like that keep our relationship from working, can we?"

They all glare at me as one of them says calmly, "Let's kill the little bastard."

The next thing I know, I'm running into town with the entire mob chasing me with pitch forks and my three daggers that I left behind. They follow me till I use the one trick that I had mastered to my advantage. Using my baggy cloak, I blend in with the shadows of a nearby alley as the crowd runs pass me without notice.

Staying to the alley, I await for them to give up before I leave my hiding place. After this was done, I was going to need to find a place to stay for awhile. Man what a horrid month I've had since I left my home village. But things had to be looking up for me sooner or later... right? What the hell was I standing in anyways?

OOC: Hmm hope this character fits in well with the story. I just realised how goofy this post was but still think it can fit in with what we got going here. Plus I like to write dorky but skilled characters(as odd as that may sound lol).

[Edited by Renegade on 12-30-2000 at 04:58 AM]

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

As he was left alone with the thief Cervantes slowed his thrusting to a more easy pace. He looked down into her eyes. She showed great fear but he also the lust in her eyes. He leaned in against her. Turning the violent thrusting into her more gentle. It still hurt her, he had no doubt cut into her with his finger nails. But the way he pushed into her now, it felt better, he pressed his mouth against her breast. Hit tongue treated her just as Vixen's had a moment before, save for its more adventurous nature. She began to shake beneath him but fought the urge to make that liquid, burning feeling in her stomach and between her thighs vocalized.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

:::ROLANDO SNR!::::
*He smiled and sighed* My dear trinity...*he sighed, wishing for a good drink*I dont know myself..I wish i had sometimes....I guess my only excuse was that i was afraid of rejection..*he smiles tiredly* Please M'lady...Do not Riddle an old man with far too many questions...My Young one does that for me..*he laughs softly* I wish...I hope that One Day..i'll find the one ment for me...Who knows who it might be...*he turns, facing the luxurious panting* Can I get you anything Miss Trinity??? Anything at all?? *he says, making an attempt to change the subject*

 

[Roland Gilliad]

::ROLANDO JR::: (gonna have to do a name change soon, maybe memory loss..)

*He was breaking down* oh man..*he Spoke, then clamped his mouth shut, it was wayy to late, he heard the window open, his hand went for a dagger, he was hauled up before he could get it, he felt a sharp blow on the back of his head as he got hauled up, then he was knocked unconcious, A Glowing dagger slipping from his grasp and falling to the floor...*
(There! Memory loss. *LMAO*)

 

[Moneytalks]

Trinity...

OOC:

[skips over to Renegade and gives him a BIG SQUISHY HUG]
Hiya sweets... long time no see! [grins]... Good to have you on board... errr... even if the character is a bit dorky! [winks]

IC:

Trinity represses a sigh as she watches the older man trying to change the subject. She did not understand why outside the Temple people insisted on running from their own emotions. It seemed so pointless to her. She shook her head sadly even as she turned to admire the beautiful portrait. The Lady Vixen really was hard to capture but the artist had done a brilliant job. It almost looked as if she would leap from the frame itself... her lips were frozen in a half smile that was mesmerising.

"No M'Lord Gilliad... I don't want for anything... maybe a place to rest? I have travelled long to find thee."

 

[Renegade]

Ren

OOC: Thanks Money. Nice to be in a story with so many people that I've enjoyed posted with before.

IC: Well, I finaly realised what I was standing in. Damn dogs. The crowd died down till only a few younger men where searching for me. The elders and women had been sent home by them as they continued to look around for me. I see one that had one of my daggers far off towards another small house. Dammit! I had many more, but those daggers were not easy to come by these days. Well, I was going to have to let them go and move on for now. No point in making myself looks more like a fool then I already did.

Using a hook tied to a rope, I climb up the side of the nearest house. This would be the best place to hide for now. None of those left looked like they were smart enough to look on the roof tops for me. Hey! I actualy outsmarted someone for once! Maybe I did have some potential after all.

Climbing up to the roof top, I look around the village with a birds eye view to find a place to stay. From a distance, I could see a place called that looked to be an Inn. Making my way over by leaping from one roof top to the next, I could see a sign on the front.

"The Fisherman’s Wife," I mused to myself, "might be a good place to hide out for awhile."

Curses! I remembered that I did not have many coins to spare on such luxury. Looks like I was going to have to sneak into an unoccupied room... or kill someone for their room. Leaping to the roof top of the Inn, I slide into a slightly open window that lead to a hall. Sneaking in, I move to each room to listen for any sounds.

Finaly, I reach a room where I hear a faint noise of people moaning in a low voice. I grin at this predicement. Pulling out two daggers, I lean against the door with my ear pressed againt it and wait. When they were done, I would move like the speed of light and kill all inside. Sounded like they were realy getting into what they had going on in there. This was good, the more exhausted they where after the sex, the easier it would be to take them by surprise. Let them have their fun, while it lasts. I wait....

OOC: I'll leave him there for now. Bring him in when you guys think it would be good for him to get involved in the story.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*Rolando smiles* of course, A meal? And...I noticed the tone in your voice and the look in your eye...I know..I shouldnt run from my emotions...But...Well...I have to think about that one...Maybe one day...You and i could have a talk..The picture is wonderful, a Good friend of mine was able to do it...Oh excuse me...Sorry for that little wandering off there, I have a small habit of reading peoples emotions and looks...*he gives a tired smile* Now, If you need absolutely anything, Just call for me, I dont sleep often, Old habits die hard and the like..*he smiles, opening the door* Follow me, It's not too far...*he slowly walks down the hallway, waiting once for her to follow*

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... had been playing with the boy's head... alternating from pressing his face into her cleavage and biting and kissing him. She looked up from her games and stared at the door. Then she glanced over her shoulder towards the window. With a frown she got up off the still securely tied boy and found her leather pants. She slid them on quickly and checked for her knives. Then still bare foot and bar chested she walked towards the window and looked outside. Nothing. She frowned, before walking carefully over to the door. She studied it for a few seconds before pulling it open suddenly. A young man tumbled in onto the floor before her. He held in each hand a dagger. Without even thinking about it she grabbed his wrists and twisted them painfully causing him to yelp in pain and drop the weapons. She then kicked the door shut so he was inside with her and pushed him against the closed door with her forearm hard against his throat.

"What the hell did you think you were up to out there?" She hissed through clenched teeth. She had just about had enough of all the people waltzing through her rooms. She really had to have a word with the owners.

 

[Moneytalks]

Trinity...

nodded at Rolando's mention of food. To be honest though she was suddenly exhausted and doubted whether she'd have the energy to even chew let alone swallow. She silently followed after Rolando as he led her to her room.