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Post by Cat on May 2, 2012 19:50:34 GMT -8
"My friend you speak of," Jules hissed, "isn't even in the damn room you rug and she's no theif. How much skooma are you on?"
He needed to think of way out this without getting into a physical confrontation. He loathed those almost as much as people.
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Post by Brendan on May 2, 2012 19:58:11 GMT -8
J'zargo's look didn't change but he pointed over at the group of Nord warriors getting hammered. "J'zargo does not think they would enjoy hearing that there is a thief in their mists. Now give J'zargo his coin purse or I can alert the rest of the bar to your actions."
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Post by Luna on May 3, 2012 23:47:39 GMT -8
Arend raised a thick eyebrow at Jules when he made a noise at him. It was weird to him that a ..man... such as the Argonian was to strike up a conversation... or try to... with him, a Nord. He nodded his head at the Argonian and then ignored him for a large part..until the Khajiit started blabbering.
The big man looked over his shoulder at the other Nord men in the room. Drunk and ready to fight.
"This could get bad.." he thought to himself as his muscles tensed. He looked around himself quickly, forgetting his daughter was safe and tucked away in bed. And upon realising this he sighed with relief and continued watching Jules and J'zargo cautiously.
Arend was a honorable man and because he was in the Inns Tavern for long enough be knew Jules was not guilty of stealing and he would stand up for the little Argonian.
Unbeknownst to her father Sigrún was in fact not even close to being in bed. She was quietly standing in a dark corner, completely unseen. She was watching J'zargo with great interest. The little girl was watching as he moved, learning how his body moved naturally. Her next actions depended greatly upon his.
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Post by Brendan on May 4, 2012 5:04:23 GMT -8
J'zargo sighed and put away his blade "Do not be surprised if you have a visit from The Dark Brotherhood." He got up, thanked the bartender for the drinks and walked towards the door. When he was about 2 feet from the door he turned towards the Nords and yelled "Hey you big brutes" He pointed to the argonian "J'zargo says sneak thief." He then continued to casually walk out.
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Post by Cat on May 4, 2012 22:15:18 GMT -8
Oh Akray, He cursed.
If any time was a time to act, it would be now. While the knife was gone, it wasn't exactly ideal to be pummled by a bunch of drunken nords. He groaned, watching the group size him up. Stupid cats. Maybe he really would make a rug out of 'J'zargo' the next time he saw the feline.
"Time for me to go," He said out loud to himself. Jules' hands would light up with energy and in the next moment he was invisible. Just in time too as the Nords began their shuffling. He would have Elke retrieve their things later. Jules snuck right out into the snow and harsh wind. His invisibility didn't last long, wearing off as soon as he was out the door. Shivering, he cursed more. It was snowing enough that the infamous J'zargo's footprints were already gone with time. Where was that damn Elke?
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Elke, the odd little nord she was, was leaving the Great Chapel of Talos. She was bundled up tight in clothes. Unlike other nords, she wasn't built for the cold. Her nose was red just like her cheeks. On her right hand was ring, adorned with a crimson gem. Elke, just finishing a prayer and offering to Talos, was on her way back to the inn. |
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Post by Brendan on May 5, 2012 8:30:11 GMT -8
J'zargo stands behind a tree watching the bar, he sees the door open and watches no one come out and is taken back when Jules became visable again J'zargo is most impressed he thought as he walked out from behind the tree "J'zargo wants to say congratulations."
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Post by Cat on May 5, 2012 11:46:23 GMT -8
The argonian would bear his teeth at the appearance of J'zargo. He immediately would unsheathe two daggers and charge for J'zargo.
"You're dead, cat!"
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Post by Brendan on May 5, 2012 12:17:19 GMT -8
J'zargo laughed and flexed both hands, a purple orb appeared in his right and a electricity crackled in his left hand. "J'zargo thinks you do not really want to do this." He threw the purple orb at the ground conjuring up a Dremora while he side stepped and shot lightning at Jules.
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Post by Cat on May 5, 2012 15:07:03 GMT -8
Jules came to halt at the summoning of the Dremora, but was met with a shock of lightning. He let out a yelp, his body momentarily convulsing in his halt.
Elke squinted her eyes, eyeballing something ahead in the snow. Craning her neck forward as she continued to walk. Was that a...fight? Was that Jules?
She reached behind her, grabbing her elven bows and arrows. She readied her bow, but did not aim it, yet.
"Whats going on here!??" She shouted from a distance away.
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Post by Brendan on May 5, 2012 15:11:45 GMT -8
The Dremora moves in between the voice and J'zargo and Jules "J'zargo simply wants his coin purse back, J'zargo is a very kind person and J'zargo does not like to cause pain" he said in his usual thick Khajiit accent, but with a hint of remorse for what he had done to the argonian.
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Post by Cat on May 5, 2012 15:24:01 GMT -8
"Jules, just give him back his coin purse!" Elke shouted out to the argonian who was attempting to recover from the shock now.
"You dolt!" He shouted back to the nord shaking his head. "If I had it," he started in annoyance, "I would've given it back by now!"
Elke trusted her friend. Besides, what idiot would want to die over a coin purse?
"Well there you go, he doesn't have it! Leave him alone now!"
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Post by Brendan on May 5, 2012 15:33:06 GMT -8
J'zargo goes to scratch his back and stops awkwardly when he feels his coin purse around his waist "Uh, hehe J'zargo thinks that this has all been quite funny."
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Post by Cat on May 5, 2012 15:53:09 GMT -8
Elke began to walk forward now, her bow and arrow being sheathed. Jules kept both daggers in hand, still eye balling the Khajiit. "This? This is funny?" Jules spat, clearly in a rage. "Well Elke, I guess this is just so funny! Haha, lets just dance right back into the inn since this is so funny. I'm sure the DUMB, DRUNKEN NORDS inside will surely get the joke and not beat me to death!"
"Jules, jules," Elke said coming to her friend's side. "Just calm down. I'll get our things and we'll move on. It'll be fine. It was just a mistake..."
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Post by Brendan on May 5, 2012 15:55:28 GMT -8
J'zargo walks over to jules and places his hand on the argonians forehead inducing a warm healing sensation filling Jules with energy. "J'zargo is truly sorry." he reaches into his back pack and pulls out a vial full of a green liquid and hands it to Jules "With that, you shall feel like nothing happened at all."
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Post by Cat on May 5, 2012 16:10:09 GMT -8
Jules let out a growl and stepped back from J'zargo. "Don't touch me, cat. I don't want your potions either."
Elke looked back and forth between the two, unsure with it all. "er.."
"I'm out. I'll be at the nearest gate." Jules growled, walking away from the scene.
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Post by Brendan on May 5, 2012 16:12:51 GMT -8
J'zargo scratched behind his ear emitting a soft purr "J'zargo is really sorry."
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Post by Cat on May 5, 2012 16:22:34 GMT -8
"Well, you should be really," Elke said before walking away to the the inn.
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Post by Brendan on May 5, 2012 17:02:07 GMT -8
J'zargo sighs and turns and walks the way that Jules went quickly catching up with the argonian. "J'zargo must apologize, that was a huge misunderstanding. May I give you some moon sugar to make up for what I have wrongly done?"
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Post by Luna on May 6, 2012 21:20:07 GMT -8
Arend watched two two leave the inn and rolled his eyes as he ordered another pitcher of mead. This wasn't only his second pitcher but he had a high tolerance of the stuff.
He took a long drag of his drink and stared off into space, almost ignoring what was going on around him. After this pint, he decided, he was going to bed.
His daughter, Sigrún, on the other hand was watching everything. She had business to do and it just to happened to be this very Inn that she has business in. Her blue eyes scanned everyone in the tavern while she remained undetected in the shadows.
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