The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

[Cinnonym]

Thaedrin was below deck, reviewing maps in the captain?s cabin. Sailors came and went as they would; he hadn?t the interest to know their names or stations. When he saw Diocles in the doorway, he gave him a cursory glance and returned his attention to the map in the same instant.

?My. Don?t you cut a grim figure??

 

[FortyThree]

Diocles rolled his eyes.

"Yes, I am surely the spectre of Lusacan himself, unlike your cheery self. .. Constable."

He shut the door behind him as he entered, heedless of any sailors that may need supplies within. They could blighted wait.

"But my figure isn't really what I wanted to speak of, nor was it your encouragement of Alrik to apologize.. Which was I, sincerely, admit was a wise decision."

 

[ShadowFolk]

Goodness.

It seemed everyone would speak to ever on deck. She nodded her head slightly, taking a deep breath. "I am fine. Mostly. It still hurts, but I am alright." and in case Ulrin had not meant her face, she added "Ghil mentioned what wasn't supposed to be said. I should be lucky she's such an amazing woman or we might have landed ourselves in trouble. More trouble. It is a lot to think about. Much more difficult than the last."

 

[Cinnonym]

"And I did it without any knives. Incredible, that."

Thaedrin closed the atlas, laying a hand almost protectively over the worn leather it was bound in. His eyes finally lifted to meet the archer's more scrupulously. He seemed a shade of the man he had been two days ago, wrapped in silk finery and grinning ear to ear. The mage felt that if he stared just long enough, Diocles would turn to dust.

"I cannot imagine anything that need be discussed, Komnenos. Can you?"

 

[FortyThree]

Diocles sighed, his eyes not quite meeting the mage's.

"Look, I.. Know we oughtn't discuss it. Gods know I've been through this sort of thing enough. But there are ... complications, this time. Although if you think you can get past this conversation by cutting your hand and erasing the incident from my mind entirely, feel free."

His eyebrows went together quizzically for a moment as he was caught offguard for a moment.

"Assuming you didn't implant the incident in my head in the first place."

 

[Slycne]

Jarrik was pretty sure he knew that look. He reckoned he had 10 years, give or take, on Diocles and at least an equal share of breaking hearts and unrequited loves. It might have even been how he picked up on the meaning of lath. Though he wasn't sure, wine did silly things with memory sometimes. 'Poor girl is going to get her heart and face bruised in a span of a day.'

The arrival of Ghil broke him out of his thoughts. "The bigger the ship, the better she'll fair with the waves. We're on what you might think of as somewhat in the middle." He explained while holding out his hands parallel, widening and bringing them together to give he an approximation of how big their vessel was in relation to smaller sloop and larger galley.

"How do you like being out to sea so far?"

 

[Rosen2012]

"Ghil mentioned-?" The elf seemed stunned. He glanced back over at the woman that had come to be their closest friend and then back to Sulahn'nehn. He lowered his voice as he spoke. "How? did she see you leave your hammock last night?" Ulrin was truly confused. He knew that the fact they did not care for Theadrin was apparent, but not that they planned to kill him was. How could Ghil have known they decided on their plan unless she too had seen them sneaking about last night.

Did everyone know they were up and about? Was it even really a secrete?

 

[Cinnonym]

"Better," Ghil admitted, "now that my stomach is not rolling like the floor. We will be seeing if it remains so."

She gripped the railing, staring down at the water below. She had never seen so much in one place before Antiva City. After a long silence, she abruptly spoke up again.

"I am thinking you should not come back with us."

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"Is that really what you came here for? You wanted to ask if I'll make you forget you made a mistake? Come, Komnenos, neither of us were making intelligent decisions last night, but the only 'complication' here is the way you're behaving." He stood, lowering his voice ever so slightly, "What happened is in the past, with every other man and woman you've ever bedded. You'll speak of it to no one, and continue on as you always have. What is wrong with you?"

 

[FortyThree]

"I have been afflicted with the demon known as Conscience."

He sighed slowly, finally making eye contact with the mage. Damn his pretty face, and damn his impeccably groomed, deceptively feminine hair.

"I just found out what 'lath' means. She loves me. .. And I wronged her. I feel compelled to tell her."

 

[ShadowFolk]

"She did not say. Does it matter? As long as she is our ally- our friend, it does not matter." Sulahn'nehn dismissed it. "What is important is that I find a way that does not point back to me." She sighed heavily, murder certainly was difficult to plan. "I wish it wasn't necessary."

 

[Cinnonym]

"Yet, you are here instead. So you must realize what a stupid impulse it is."

Thaedrin's hands went to his temples, trying to massage the pressure out from behind his eyes. Of all the mornings for Diocles to have a moral awakening, it would have to be this one. A dead archer and a bleeding barbarian may have been preferable after all.

"Damn you. You would've risked a rampage out of Alrik happily, but this? This cows you. What do you want me to say? Do you want me to order you to keep silent, so that you can pretend it isn't your choice? Very well, then it's an order. Every sharp comment you have ever thrown my way has been that the Wardens need their morale to remain lifted, and I am telling you now, if you confess to her you will be destroying it all." He looked him over once more, head to toe. He seemed almost disgusted. "...I would never have taken you if I had known it would be like this."

 

[Rosen2012]

"To be honest, Sulahn'nehn, since Alrik saw us last night, I too had been thinking of that. That we must make sure our task is well concealed. At least, to ensure that you are not at risk.To be caught would mean death." Ulrin sighed before he continued, "Which is why I do not think you should personally do it."

 

[Slycne]

"Hey now." Jarrik was taken aback, frowning that he'd failed to make an impression. "I'd been fightin' that whole day straight before you all arrived." He turned to face her, riding up slightly on the balls of his feet to see her eye to eye.

"I can defend myself." He upped the odds. "I bet I could even fight you to a draw right now." His mind recoiled, 'I think' subconsciously. He doubted near anyone could match his endurance, but she was certainly stronger. "Why would you want me to stay behind?"

 

[FortyThree]

"Yeah, I.. I know I can't. I guess I just had to say it out loud to hear how stupid it was."

Diocles closed his eyes, taking a moment to regain his composure. Having made a decision made it easier, somehow. He opened his eyes with a nod, straightening up. He furthered his resolve by throwing on a slight smirk.

"Just to be certain, though-You aren't in love with me too? Because you did save my life, and I am terribly handsome.."

 

[ShadowFolk]

"No!" She snapped. Something roared within her at the mere suggestion that the task be passed off. "It must be by my hand. There is no way to thank you properly for the support you give me in this, but I want it to be made perfectly clear that he is mine. I know I ask a lot of you to have you help me and keep this as secret as possible, but you must promise me you will not take my place in this."

 

[Rosen2012]

Ulrin took a step back when she snapped. He tentatively reached out and put a hand on her shoulder, "Alright, alright, Sulahn'nehn. Just, do remain calm... We are out in the day light now, do not forget." He turned her slightly so she was facing the water again and rubber her shoulder as if comforting her from a sickness. "Then by your hand, it will be done. I will not take it from you. And I will do my best to help you conceal your methods. It shall appear a terrible accident. Perhaps a spell gone wrong and he bleed too much? whatever we think of, you will carry it out."

 

[Cinnonym]

Ghil chuckled, finding his offer of a duel amusing.

"There is no 'draw' where I am from. But, it is not Darkspawn that is worrying. It is the grey-colored Wardens. Perhaps you stay in Rivain, get on with some boatman back to the big city. Or, you might be getting a bad death."

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Any faint trace or tiny speck of concern Thaedrin might have had for the archer's mental health was swallowed up by irritation. His expression immediately turned to stone.

"Get out, Komnenos. And I don't want to hear of this again."

 

[FortyThree]

Diocles rolled his eyes, but he complied. He only let slip one last comment as he left the mage alone. Somehow antagonizing that ass made him feel better.

"You're no fun, Constable. ... Usually."

 

[ShadowFolk]

She gave the rogue an apologetic look, where the little burst came from, she did not know. "Thank you."

Sulahn'nehn fell silent, retreating inwards and thinking.

 

[Rosen2012]

Ulrin pulled his hand back and took a deep breath. He too was silent as he looked out over the water. It seemed like the female elf was falling part from stress as of late. He did not know how much longer she was going to be able to keep her calm, but he hoped that they would be able to rid her of her worries soon.