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Hmm... Actually, it occurred to me last night a bit after I posted that it may not in fact be Tash who accepted the job. If it wasn't then that would cut down on the amount of stuff that happened over those seven years, such as the changing of ownership of Daskal.

15-Feb-2008 14:07:33

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Night time in Seers' Village did not offer much. Most of the residents were of the older generation and would tend to stay inside when it got dark out. All of the people that had anything to do at night would gather at the bar where they would usually end up getting drunk and staying for the night.
Tash on the other hand lived off in the woods to the north. Only about a ten minute walk to and from his camp to the town. Leaving the village from the north he began his trek back to camp along the dimly lit path into the woods and into Fremennik country. The faint sound of crickets off in the distance gave the path a very serene feel. This was one of Tash's favorite parts of this particular area. Seers' Village was lacking in any major industries, and the only one that had links to other towns was the bank. This small village was a nice break from any of the larger towns that dotted the land, and the countryside to the north made it all the more better.
The road split in two at a certain point while heading north. One end continued in the original direction and lead to a manor owned by a rich family in the area. The other turned to the left which lead deeper into the woods. Tash took the path to the left. Just a couple feet down from the turn was the start of a fence that stretched for a good distance to a bridge. Tash walked over to the fence and leaned against it. It gave a nice view of the lake just behind the pleasant town he was just in. The moon behind him was reflected on the lake's surface and would shake with the ripples.

18-Feb-2008 16:56:21

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The fence creaked as Tash pushed off of it and turned around to lean his back up against it. "What a great place this is." He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, and kept his hands clutching the top log in the fence to maintain balance. The incident from the bar circulated into his thoughts so he stuck his left hand into a pocket on his pants to retrieve the notes from his new supply man. He began to read, "A dragon-like figure that comes out at night around this village." Letting out a sigh Tash released his hold on the fence and sat down on the path keeping his back to the post. "He must not've been around here for very long or I'm just blind. I'm always out here at night. But then again he may be in the forest to the south of town, since I rarely ever go down there." He placed the notes back into his pocket and stood back up. "I'll have to go back to camp and retrieve supplies. No sense in waiting till tomorrow if he may be out now."
A cloud of dirt was kicked into the air as Tash started sprinting off down the trail towards the bridge. It was only a couple of steps after the fork that this path turned from stone to dirt. Once over the wooden bridge Tash took a sharp turn to the right following the river bank north. He was anxious to get onto this case rather than wait until the next day like he had planned originally. It had been a long while since he had come across a mission with something as interesting as a dragon man. A smile gleamed on his face as the side of his tent came into view which only caused him to run faster.

18-Feb-2008 16:57:54

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Coming to a skidding stop Tash looked over his camp to make sure nothing had been tampered with. The site looked far from crude yet it was still just a tent and fire pit out in the woods. The ring of stones had a pile of ashes in the middle from the fire he had made the previous night. The tent was constructed of two posts in the front and back middle with a leather sheet draped over making a triangle shape. The back end was sealed with more of the material and the front end had to flaps to enter through. A mark of red caught Tash's eye on the corner of one of the flaps. He gripped the sword on his back as he crouched down to enter the tent and whatever may have crawled on in.
The moon overhead granted just enough light to peer into the tent, and surely enough a creature lay inside stretched out on the ground. "What might this be?" whispered Tash to himself. The creature appeared to be a man, but he was wrapped up in what looked like animal fur. A gray kilt was tied around his waist reaching down to his knees; a lighter gray strap covered his chest from his mid abdomen up to his armpits. Smaller brown furs that looked like they came from rabbits or squirrels were covering his wrists and ankles; his hands and feet were bare. "Don't recall ever inviting you to stay with me," Tash said to the incapacitated man. His intruder twitched and let out a low groan. A small puddle of blood was gathering around his right arm where a make shift wrap of leaves was. "Well then that would explain the blood."

18-Feb-2008 16:59:33

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Tash crawled into his home and first took a look around for everything else. It was a fairly large tent but was already filled with various amounts of objects. On the far right was a bed stuffed with straw from the nearby manor and was covered with animal furs for sheets. Along the back wall was a chest with a flat top holding a number of curious items. Atop the chest were stacks of papers as well as a glass lantern. Coating the side walls of the tent were pouches. There were five rows from the ground to the top of each side with about eight pouches per row. On the front end was a crate with the only mildly decent aroma coming from it, which hinted that it contained his food. All of Tash's belongings were in place and he ruled that this man had entered his tent for a relatively safe place to rest.
"Hey," Tash spoke into the man's ear, "wake up." There was no response. Tash shook the man’s back. "Rise and shine! The night is young!" The sleeping man groaned while wearily opening his eyes. Once his eyes were open he winced in pain and gripped his right arm with the leaves around it. "Still hurts then?" The man instantly spun around to face Tash with a frightened yet animal like look. "Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you I'm just wondering what you're doing in my home." There was still no response. "You know how to talk right?" The man appeared to be around the same age as Tash with the same untamed brown hair as him, but his eyes were a dark black, as if anything could add to his wilderness-like appearance. "What's your name?"
To this the man replied, "I'm Rosco." He winced once more and clutched his arm tighter as he collapsed forward.

18-Feb-2008 17:02:01 - Last edited on 30-Mar-2008 08:42:24 by Lost King

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