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Ivy turns to the guard. "Hmph. Humans. All alike, even in here. All curious about the sounds in the darkness. All afraid of what they find in it. Best leave the dark shadows alone, boy. Even bound snakes have fangs." Here she smiles her dhamphir fangs to him.
"Be thankful. If wasn't bound would show you just how unprepared you are for exploring the dark with such a small stick."
"Well? Liquid useful in current circumstances or more baggage?" Ivy asks after a few moments of the man examining the vial.
"Enough. Infighting not helpful, keep silent if not throwing out ideas. See about liquid please. Might be possible to pull our hands out like you did with proper lubrication." Ivy glares at Alicia. Going to be trouble that one. Humans. How I hate them.
"Have plan. Have person next to fake illness. Pretend shackled. Stab in neck if only guard. Wait until playing cards to try. More likely to be drinking and unwilling to come in numbers." Ivy shrugs. "Other plan is break thumbs and apply oil. Can someone set after free?"
I have an account (finally set one up half a month ago) but I have never used it and unlike the forums here it doesn't really play friendly with the work PCs (where I am writing now). I can try to make the switch, if you are willing to be patient with me just learning the site and all, but it will effectively cut off posts from during the workday from me. (shrug) Just an FYI.
Ivy smiles at the human as he frees himself from his confinement. "Well done. Momentary pain worth freedom." She whispers to the man, keeping her voice even lower than previously. Doubtful I can do the same, sad to say. Not without help, mine are just on too tightly to manuver without loosening or lubricant.
Is it reusable or does it only make one permanent hole?
"Smell before applying. Might be acid, might be poison, might be seductive perfume... might be oil for lantern. Oil might help with getting wrists through manacles. Does lantern have any in it?" Ivy's face becomes grim. "Alternative is breaking thumb off hand. Not pleasant. Makes less capable in combat. Decreases chance of sucess later in escape, but better than sitting in chains until headsman arrives."
Ivy decides to see if she can squeeze her hands through her binds.
"I do not. Never expected to get captured. Always thought would die 'on job' if not of old age." Ivy looks to the others, hoping that one of them was better prepared for the "unlocking of cuffs and shackles" stage of the escape.
Ivy rolls her eyes at the blonde warrior's comment, and at the tiefling's response. Too early to be fighting among each other over triffles. And as if someone would not think of solution to locks before thinking of solution to guards. "Even with advantages, suicidal to attempt escape alone. Death only thing coming if wait too long. I will provide my services until we meet with your friends, but if do not like terms provided by potential employers I reserve right to walk at that point." Ivy smiles, her partial fangs showing for a moment.
Man must have been asleep. Or has an odd sense of what is useful. Beyond thinking this, Ivy makes no remarks to the previously silent man's remark, and chooses instead to ask, "Never been keen on magic. What can that do besides look pretty?"
Ivy's blue and red eyes open a bit wider. Powerful friend to get even this far. What is the catch? No such power comes freely. Then again, not many choices. Hate being in debt to anyone, let alone a stranger... but beats the alternative. "Fair to say, I am interested in meeting someone willing to contract my services. Not the first client to have me prove my services with a smaller test kill. First one that will be so... personally interested... in accomplishing."
White hair. Black dress. Not a prisoner, no chains. Must have been the tiefling's 'friend'. Once Maena is chained and shackled and the guards have again left, Ivy turns to the tiefling. "Said your goodbyes? Must be nice to have ... persuasive ... friends visit." Ivy adds emphasis to the word "persuasive", wondering if the tiefling noticed Blackerly's enchanted state.
Its possible... that said, Ivy would not have known you hired her... nor would she really have cared all that much, as long as you paid her on time (if she had been sucessful). If she found out that you had hired her for the hit she probably would (at best) be indifferent (and ask if the contract was still good should she be able to pull off the job later) ... and annoyed with you (at worst) for the stipluation that it be in public, which got her caught. Food for thought. :)
Sorry for being late in this... I did pick that Moriarti.... read my backstory (adulthood until present) if you want the specifics of who and why. I see Ivy as being a damage dealer, especially to any human foes we face. Long term she will probably seek to establish an order of assassins for hire along the lines of the Dark Brotherhood from the Elder Scrolls series.
Ivy turns to the tiefling and smiles. "The guards talk when thinking we cannot hear. And drink on duty. And gamble. And possibly cheat while gambling and drinking. The new captain apparently is not as interested in the day to day running of the establishment. All useful to know, but unable to act on from here."
Once the guards have left, Ivy laughs a little, bitter laugh. "Seems Blackerly is not strong willed. Nice to know. Wish I had 'friends' to visit like that." Shruging, Ivy slips back into silence.
Gambling. Drinking on duty. Cheating. Perhaps this place is not as hardened as it used to be. New guard captain sounds detached. Possible advantage. Need outside person. "Anyone else hear that. Guards like to talk it seems."
Ivy turns from the tiefling to look at the blonde woman and the former barrister as they wrap up their convesation, then looks at the whimpering gnome. "Gnome. Whimpering like a beaten lost pup will not get pity or sympathy here. Face your fate with some dignity if you can. Death comes for us all. We have the advantage of knowing what day and how at least." She can't be that weak or pathetic. Not if she has the brand. Not if she is here with us. To die.
Ivy gives the tiefling an appraising look and attempts a shrug. "It is possible I suppose. Let me think. Young noble. Liked prostitues, yes? Someone didn't like that. Paid 10,000 and what looked like a wedding ring for his head. 2000 extra for partial dismemberment prior to death." She gives the tiefling a smile. "Apologies for taking from another professional. Would offer compensation if under other circumstances."
Ivy smiles, more genuinely this time. "Minor point of contention. You were sent here not because you broke the laws of our 'beloved' nation. Rather you were sent here... all of us were sent here... because we were caught doing so." Ivy shakes her head. "I used to break the law on a daily basis. For years mind you, not just months. I only am here now because I failed to escape, a pox upon that guard's family. I failed to kill my mark... thrice danmed birds. But at the end, it was my getting caught that landed me in these binds. My name was Ivy. You would not have heard it before, though you might be familiar with some of my work."
Ivy faces the man calling himself Lukasz. Barristers... glib all the way to the gallows it seems. A smirk crosses her face at the thought. "Perhaps you never learned during your years as a barrister. The condemned have no names. Names imply personhood, and in the eyes of Talingarde we are no longer people. We are already dead... and bodies of the dead no longer have need of names." Ivy's smile is grim.
Ivy turns to the other blonde woman and examines her. "Their sensebilities and sense of self righteousness prevent them from admitting the truth. They want us to die. They want us to suffer, but to admitt it would mean admitting that their 'merciful god' was wrong. Many a soul I sent to the boneyards painfully at the contractor's request... it is still in their nature. They just do not want it to be."
As the redhead speaks, Ivy smiles an all too sharp smile, her dhampir fangs showing briefly. "No. Nothing matters now. Be thankful, your deaths will be mostly painless. Mitra's codes prevent them from killing brutally... unless you are guilty of High Treason." Her smile turns bitter at those words.
Ivy stares seeminly blankly at the walls, not visibly watching any of her companions or guards... yet taking them in just the same. At least this place is dark, she muses as her normally pinned up dirty blonde hair hangs disheveled around her face, partially obscuring her blue eye. Her red eye she keeps fixed on the ground at her feet. I wonder if my... family... will come out for the execution. It would certainly be like them to want to be sure that the monster was finally dead. Assuming they even know, of course, that I am here. But how could they not? Assasination attempts on the crown do not happen even every year here... I would be surprised if they did not at least hear of my botched try on her life. At least they won't get my possessions... they were too well hidden. Some adventurer will probably one day find them and wonder where they came from... better that, though, then my 'parents' get them. Ivy partially shakes her head to herself at her musings. Not much to do, I suppose, but wait for the end... drawing and quartering was not how I envisioned dying, but I suppose there are worse ends. Not many, but some.
Also still interested... luck all!
That is more than fair... would rather someone pick up the game if Spooky is permanent AFK than watch it go to ash, but I also agree that giving the original GM every chance to run it is both a classy move and the correct one. :)
Yeah, this kind of extended pause is always troubling. Then again, this time of year can get unexpectedly busy at times.
Even if I don't end up being taken I hope so... positively dying of curiosity.... :) Good luck all!
I am definately looking forward to the results... still making up my mind on doing the things necessary to make Ivy a ranged assassin or to focus on the up close kill. After the whole "bird" incident, I can see her disdaining bows... but they are fun to work with. Oh, btw... she definately will want to kill the princess if given the chance... and any inquisters she would run into for Mitra.
The Emerald Duke presents: Ivy Renauld, slayer and assassin of men. Her crime: attempted Assassination of the crown princess. (See my backstory for more details on the how's, why's, and what went wrong's.) I envision her has a heavy damage person, with long term goals in the "order to be established" of forming a cult of assassins (think the Dark Brotherhood from The Elder Scrolls series and you have where I am thinking) to help keep the land cleansed of those who "wrong" the wrong people. I don't see prestige classes in her future, and while I can see her consorting with vampires I don't see her wanting to become one... at least not off the bat. I also enjoy Firefly, but my favorite line from that episode is where Mal tells Jane that his "days of not taking you seriously are coming toward the middle".
@ Dragoncat: you mean like me? Not submitting Ivy, I will be submitting someone new... just wanted to share her with dragon in case it might help with creation.
... blast... keep missing these... trying to get in on a group with this girl, but seems I log in and find them already filled. |
