open post (may 2018)

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in the cover of the night Since the last one was so popular, here's a brand-new open post for all of you to post characters, mingle, and tag each other! Seriously, post whatever you want. Empty toplevels? Open starters? Starters closed to specific people? It's all good — just enjoy! If you feel like you need a couple of prompts to get started, though, consider any one (or a combination) of the following: FITS: EVERYONE. No matter who you are or where you are or what you're doing, your clothes have suddenly — poof! — transformed into the Gold Saucer bunny uniform! Because now EVERYONE can wear it... EVERYONE. PLEASE USE THE AUTO-TRANSLATE FUNCTION. You have the sudden urge to shout a phrase from the auto-translate dictionary at the nearest person! This can be a whole phrase or any combination of phrases. What are you going to yell? "We're chewing the fat"? "I seem to have misplaced my keyboard"? "Miqo'te" "rear"?! THE CURSED SWORD. A shifty merchant sold you a remarkably beautiful Far Eastern katana for an absolute pittance — with just one catch: now that it's been in your possession for a few bells, the sword keeps whispering in your mind, telling you to kill... kill... find stronger prey... hunt... The katana cannot be destroyed or abandoned; it is impervious to assault and any attempt to leave it by the wayside will simply find it in your belongings once more. Will your character succumb to its mystical influence? Find a new owner for it? Try to exorcise the evil spirit lurking within? As always, tag out and have fun!

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[viarault]

[alfeoux's companion, viarault elemier, is a far more cautious man, and so he says nothing of whether or not he thinks alaqa is suited to be their steel. he looks alaqa up and down for a moment, but his gaze betrays nothing of his thoughts, and he shakes his head.]

...Pray do not speak so plain, Alfeoux.

[turning toward alaqa, he bows politely in greeting.]

It is an honor to have you with us here this day, and my pleasure to make your acquaintance. Your name?

[khansolo]

[Jobs like this are Alaqa's bread and butter - quite literally, sometimes, though he's perfectly capable of hunting and foraging - and such a high reward was certainly a draw. But the look on the man's face when he finally had someone wielding blades interested in taking up the task was enough of a stroke to his ego to push him fully into accepting.

He wouldn't be working alone, he'd been told. Two mages had already been hired. And while Alaqa usually preferred to work on his own, he could cooperate with others... for a short time.

The man had neglected to tell him that the two mages were Elezen, however, and though it's better than Xaela, they still tower over him. The comment from the first sets his eyes narrowing over the top of the veil covering his nose and mouth, but the other is at least showing him some respect. He doesn't bow in return, simply choosing to shift his weight and cross his arms over his chest, but his reply is less gruff than it could have been.]

Alaqa. You are bought to do work, yes? I am fast, you will not slow down.

[alfeoux]

[alfeoux snorts at alaqa's remark, less for his imperfect eorzean and more for, well, the implications of his imperfect eorzean. the curled corners of his mouth make it appear as though he is smiling. he traces the spine of his tome.]

I'm bought to do a lot of things, boy, but I think telling you about them would get me questioned by authorities in several city-states —

[viarault]

[fortunately, he's cut off by viarault, who is intent on doing the talking today, and hoping to get this over with as soon as possible. the fact that alaqa is unusually small for a xaela male doesn't bother him — instead, viarault's problem is simply that alaqa is non-elezen, and the prospect of spending too much time in non-elezen company makes his skin crawl.

then again, alaqa isn't a midlander, at least. midlanders are the worst.

clearing his throat with a pointed glare in alfeoux's direction, viarault takes his own tome from his belt-loops, opening it quickly to an appropriate page; he closes it shut as he weaves a protective barrier around all three of them.]

Alaqa, then. I will be... brief. The bandits have taken residence outside of this cave system — Alfeoux took the measure of it earlier. There appears to be but one entrance and exit, so a full frontal assult appears to be our only option. The group is not particularly large — we've counted at least six different individuals moving in and out of the cave, but there may be more inside.