Author: Vinsue, Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2017 5:07 PM, Post Subject: False Leads [P.R]

Stepping out of the bar Vinsue was almost shocked at the fact she left a bar without a fight untell she saw movement in the shadows and soon was surounded by 8 men. "Ha, take it you guys finally learned to let me finish my drink." She laughed taking a more definitive stance. 

The hood of her simple brown robe fell revilling her snow white hair and skin that was just as pale. She did not bother to grab the sword hanging on her left side or the dagger in her boot. What she perceived to be the captain of the group than stepped out of the shadows. "Try again Silvertail."  He said as he smiled. Than she sinced the high magic aura around 4 of the men.

"So you desided to higher you som mages to do what no crew in this town could do." She smiled as she said it. Just cause it would only lower his pride and that was one eassy way to throw a man off his game. She always had fun with the trash talk. By now the streets were filling with a crowd most more than ready to see the grand silvertail fall. 

The capten clapped his hands once as he walked off. On cue two of the men shot flames at her. Vinsue simplely spun around with her arms out  catching the flames and spinning them into a vertex and putting it out as she than did some fancy foot work sending electricity through the ground at the two mages. Both screamed as they rolled into a ball than passed out. She than closed her eyes and let the mana flow give off the nexed move. The next two all fell after a wile do to the same atack. 

The remaining four men walked tword her with their swords unsheathed. It was a long played fight. She greatly enjoyed before she nocked them out too. The captain of course ran off but that only showed his lack of spine. Quickly Vinsue took the mens coin and left her mark of a backwards S with a line across the tale on the left side of the mages' faces and on the back of the others right hands. She gave a quick glare at any of the crowd that stayed a worning glair before she started to walk off and raised her hood.

Author: Aegis, Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2017 9:40 AM, Post Subject: False Leads [P.R]

Zanar’s eyes focused on the man before him as he weaved in and out of the crowds of this putrid city. A city ran by pirates and anyone who dared enter its gates were immediately having the lives forfeit if they cause any problems. He hated this place, Vilpamolan, and any sane person would as well. This though was the first lead that he had since his escape, as the place of his torture seemingly vanished from the maps.

As he walked towards the city, he managed to catch wind of a man bragging that he knew magi that managed to wipe out a mercenary corp. Now, this wasn’t anything special, as most mages could wipe out mercenaries quite easily seeing as they usually aren’t the most trained group of individuals. What caught his attention though, was the man spoke of a raven tattoo that was on the chest of these mercenaries, and that was something he couldn’t let go.
For he had the same mark, the same tattoo, the sign of the Raven’s Nest

The man he had been trailing stopped to talk to a few others. Perfect time for Zanar to get ahead of him and “talk” to him. So he took to the alleyways and managed to do just that, and as the man walked beside the alley Zanar was waiting he grabbed him and slammed him against the alley wall. No one would stop them, alleyway dealings were a custom in the grand city of Vilpamolan.

”Wha’ the livin’ hell The man shouted out, catching his breath from the pain

“You will be quiet and answer me just a single. You are bragging that you know a certain group of magi who took down the Raven’s Nest? Tell me, is that the truth?”
”Aye that be true, and if my partner finds out, you a dead man.”

The man grinned, and the stank of ale immediately came through his rotten teeth. It was like this man thought he had the upper hand. Far mistaken was he, and far mistaken was he to grin about such events. In what seemed like a flash, Zanar had his blade to the man's throat. The blade not touching as he didn’t want the man dead yet.
The man seemed to yelp and almost retreated back into the wall, fear obvious in his body language.

”I’m sorry….I was just makin’ it up. Tryin’ to get a spo’ on a ship I am…please please I dun kill me yet!!

In a fit of rage, Zanar threw the man back into the main street, and he tripped getting up onto his feet as he ran away from the alleyway. A loud crack ran out of the side street as Zanar punched the wall. “Again another false lead, people using whatever they can for their personal game. I should’ve known better than to come to this forsaken hell hole for answers.”