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9 posts. Alias of Danath Kirion.


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Elsewhere - Corsario:

Kora sighed as she reached down and picked up her cloak, she donned it once more. She smiled as she adjusted her dragon pin and dusted it off. "Don't set your expectations so high... They've only been ruling for half a year and you knew this Rupert for most of your life right? So maybe you may know what is needed in a ruler but that doesn't mean they do. Can't expect them to be born Monarch's can ya?"

She picks up one of the bags and turns it on its side on his desk. Revealing it was filled with silver coins. "Kinda cliche but ya worth your weight in Silver to some of us and more to others. Forgive some of the men, they don't know how to read or write but they tried chiseling their mark..." At somewhat a loss she rolls her shoulders as she tries to release the tension in her muscles before saying. "Hope ya make the right decision but I need to get back to my patrol. So..."

"... I'll see you around Treasurer Vereisis." She punches him in the shoulder, lightly but probably still enough to hurt before she turned on her heel and made her way out of his chambers. As soon as she cleared the door she glared at the two guards. "Straighten up, don't slouch and strap your armor on right. I'll be back tomorrow to make sure you've straightened up your act! Scaredy cats!"


Elsewhere - Corsario:

"Everything. Really?" Her tone was less then kind as she as she pointed out how Anando was acting over this slight. "Its plain to see from your quarrel in the streets your just as strained as they are. So drop it and explain to me why your trying so hard to run from the responsibility that was entrusted to you and you alone. Or have you forgotten?"

She clears her throat, before imitating what she had been told the days following the conflict between the Dragonflight and Brevoy over the resources bequeathed to them by the Fallen King Rupert.

"King Rupert I declared that in case of his death the Barons of the Lands had all rights for the resources for the purpose of colonization of the lands, on the condition that his faithful cohort Anando Veresisi be named treasurer of the Kingdom. Rupert's fiefdom, would be granted to his Daughter, Alexandria." She repeated all that was important, she wanted it to be a hammer blow, she wanted to shake him into realizing he was making a mistake.

"Realize your name is dead in Brevoy Anando Vereisis, if you return there showing the skills you have now they will find you. No one forgets who's stolen from them, especially nobles and worst of all Kings. Besides if your gone who will start Alexandria's Fiefdom? Answer me that. She watches him for a long moment before cutting off his thought process with... "If you think the barons have time your gravely mistaken..."


Elsewhere - Corsario:

Kora never breaks eye contact as her eyes widen at his comment of Miss-Strong-Warrior, the anger drain from her face, replacing it with a pained look as she took a step back. She was here to give him perspective and finally it seemed like she was breaking through to him. Press too hard and she'd lose everything she had gained...

"You can judge me, as I have judged you, but I've been through the meat grinder, thought I was tough s*!# too until I was caught. Then I learned a hundred types of pain..." Her clenched fist was shaking as the anger surged back and she crushed the pain back down again. Her voice was calm as she spoke again. "So I ask you, what can you do that you couldn't do with these barons at your back? I agree sadly that, yes, your friend Rupert is dead, but would he want you to throw away everything you've gained here?"

"As for the accusation... Get over it, shes under a lot of pressure and you blame her for being upset at the idea that you were withholding information? I'd have reacted the same way... So do not just presume your unwanted and at least talk to them while there is still time."


Elsewhere - Kora:

Angry Diplomacy check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

The anger in Anando's eyes doesn't compare to the horrified look Kora gives him. It is soon replaced by a fierce look as she points at him accusingly, nearly enraged by his comment. "I can't believe you! You damn FOOL! You did fulfill his dream, your still fulfilling it and now you are abandoning it to make a point?! What makes you any better then those you hate then? Nothing! Especially as you will cause pain to untold innocent people for NO REASON!" She shook with frustration as she brought her fists down to her sides. Cayden's drunken fist I want to knock some sense into him!

Her voice was as angry as she was with the guards outside. Maybe even more so, she had been such an innocent once and no one had protected her when she needed it most. She swore when Danath saved her she'd never let others suffer like she did if she could. "What would this Rupert say to you if he heard you speak now? Would he agree with you abandoning this post just because nothing is sunshine and rainbows. No, I seriously DOUBT it. He'd tell you to stick it out, find a better way because he knew the world sucks. People can be cruel, vile and selfish. However there are those who are kind, gentle and goodly too. I know for a fact this kingdom is a damn spot better then the other s!&@hole I came from." As she spoke she got closer and closer to Anando until she was nearly pressing her forehead against his like they were literally butting heads. Her anger was bringing the Issian drawl of northern Brevoy to the surface.

"So tell me your plan, how ya gonna go back to Brevoy? Let alone survive on your own? Or look for this girl, with no money? If ya think the Surtovan's have forgotten about you then your a damn fool! Your a traitor to the crown remember? Same as I, same as Tatiana and the rest! We step foot in their territory and they'll bury ya in a ditch. Better to have you here then dead Anando."


Elsewhere - Corsario:

Kora was a survivor, she'd survived the streets, survived the pirate den, the slave arena and now she's survived the fall of the Stag, left to contend with dead men that want to eat her face. She had scars from knife fights, scars from manacles clamped to tight and contended with the nightmares that came before she was liberated by Danath. But dealing with a morose halfling wasn't in her expertise, she would at least try...

"Then just listen... because I may not live long enough to keep an appointment." Her tone was blunt as every word was true. The dead were hungry and dinner was talking to a depressed treasurer.

She starts to adjust her cloak before mimicking the very words she heard earlier in the square as her men were trying to hold back the crowd.

"...this "kingdom" will break for lack of a queen much faster than it would for the lack of my person."

"You couldn't have been more wrong..." She opens her cloak and unsnaps it before throwing it on the floor. Leaving the symbol of her command status to lay in the dirt. Her armor was battered, scraped and far from the shining example the Dragonflight troops lived by. A fresh scar was healing across her left cheek, where a deado's strike tore her helmet off, complimenting the many scars that dotted the sides of her face and forehead.

"Without you more of us would have gone without proper supplies resulting in more deaths during all the fighting. None of the barons helped us with that, they were out getting their glory, but I know who was responsible and that was you as Treasurer. Without you we got nothing to fall back on... Just some amateur who can't balance your books and his errors will turn the kingdom on its head." Her voice was somewhat hard but trying to be soft at the same time. She wasn't used to be being easy on people.

"Look, just because you don't receive roses or pats on the back every morning doesn't mean you go unnoticed. You're just not paying enough attention to notice how large a role you have in this kingdom. Tatiana knows it though and wanted you by her side this very night and here you sit... If she thought you were of no use, she'd have told you long ago." She chuckles, more mocking herself than anyone. "Besides, the ones who are expendable are people like me. Soldiers are a dime a dozen, just slap a sword in their hand and push them out the door. Simple. People like you though..." She loses her nerve and quickly kicks the bag closest to her armored boot as a way to distract herself.


Ravingdork has some excellent points and is funny as hell. :)


There wasn't squat for female halfling pictures but I absolutely love this one lol.

Kora Tealeaf, my little fiery lieutenant. :)


Elsewhere - Corsario:
Kora arcs an eyebrow before saying bluntly. "You should pick tougher guards instead of bed wetters and I am not carrying these back down the stairs."

Seeing his unsure behavior however she smiles, sadly he doesn't see it but she doesn't really care as she drops the bags down in front of his desk as she stands near it. She composes herself as she speaks her face a mask of neutrality again. "Saw what happened yesterday and after hearing you weren't at the feast thought I'd pay you a little visit to... chat."


Elsewhere - Corsario:

The bags she was carrying were heavy but not a problem for the small halfing, the muleback cords she owned made lifting such things trivial. Her armor didn't slow her down as much as the two guards that were in her damn way. Her cloak was still around her, the dust from her most recent ride was still clinging to the bottom edges.

"Here to see Treasurer Anando."

The Guardsmen scoffed ever so slightly and the other one smiled. "He can't be disturbed, he is in the middle of important work at the moment... Little Miss." His voice was anything but respectful.

Kora set the bags down, smiling as she looked up at the pair of humans. The jingle of coins surprised the two guardsmen before they were taken aback by Kora's terse reply. "Clever, little miss. Totally original coming from the town fools. Now open the door."

They both chortle a little as the little halfling starts turning red around her neck line. "And if we don't? What'ya gonna do then? Eh?"

Kora smiled as she said. "I'm gonna break your friends legs and make him swallow his teeth. While for your cleverness your gonna suffer worse... Much MUCH Worse..."

Intimidate 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

They both took a step back as she cracked her knuckles at them, there backs were against the wall now. Her smile was completely savage as she spoke again. They hesitated for the briefest moment before she started cracking the knuckles on her other hand. "Listen up ya s~@$s..." She threw open her cloak revealing her Silver gilded armor as she stepped towards them, at the sight of her armor they both went wide eyed. "I am the Lieutenant of the Silver Dragonflight, Kora Tealeaf and you have less then three seconds to open that door..."

"One..."