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OOC: Anyone can jump in, I have a great love of surprises. So surprise me! I am a bit out of practice though so go easy on me...



Name: Mally Niall
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Race: Elf
Status: Warrior/Magician

History: Mally was born of warriors, her mother and father are both Senior Captains with their own battalions of warriors. She was trained among the young militant recruits, at her mothers insistence, but never aspired to join the ranks of the Guard herself. Well not yet. Mally craves adventure, which is why she left home to discover the world for herself. Mally is proficient with her sword, throwing knives, bow, fists and her magic is well developed for her age, though she still has a long way to go with it. Someday she will be a stronger magician than both her mother and father, though that day is still rather far away. Which brings us to the present....

Mally was sitting alone at the bar of the Inn where she was staying, somewhat lost in her own thoughts. Occasionally her ice blue eyes would flicker to one side of her and then the other, noticing the bar wasn’t particularly busy but it wasn’t completely dead either. She lifted her head slightly and spoke quietly to the bar-tender, ordering another whiskey. Ah, whiskey another one of those things she had in common with her mom, it was the only spirit either of them ever really liked to partake in. Sure if they had to attend some pompous aristocratic dinner or something they would have whatever wine they served just to be polite, but whiskey was the thing that both of them really enjoyed. She wasn’t homesick but she missed her mother whenever she drank that wonderful amber liquid.
Mally missed having someone to spar with everyday, she stilled ran through her poses and forms and battled imaginary enemies everyday, but it wasn’t that same. It was fun to go to the back of the Inn everyday and amuse the passers-by with imaginary sword-play though, sometimes people even tossed coins on the ground in front of her and praised her grace and agility. Men especially, there weren’t many women in this town that could wield a sword at all. From what she had noticed all the women here were content to bear children, cook for their husbands, and put on a dress everyday. Mally was always thought is was amusing when women made snide comments about her form fitting leather shirt and pants, she had never been comfortable in a dress, she found them hard to move in. She smiled a sort of crooked smile at the thought, her and Morrigan really were two of kind, almost exactly alike in every way. She had to stop herself from laughing out loud at the thought.
Spinning on her bar stool she gazed around the room with those piercing blue eyes of hers, calmness, confidence, loneliness, and the hope that someone, anyone would come and talk to her. She hadn’t met anyone since she’d been here in this city, even though there were hundreds of people here. Heaving a great audible sigh, and reaching into her pocket, Mally pulled out a small silver puzzle ring that she had already put together at least a dozen and a half times. Her father had given it to her right before she left home and said that it had taken his mind of off his own loneliness for years and that now he thought she would need it more than he did. It was a funny little ring, as many times as she had put it together and taken it apart, Mally could never remember how it went back together. She looked around the room once more gulped down the rest of her whiskey ordered another and set to work on the puzzle at hand, the corners of her wine colored lips turned up in the sort of smile only a kindred spirit would appreciate.

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Name: Codaian Enick
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Race: Human
Status: Warrior

History:Codaian Was Raised On Bread he Sowed With his own Hands Bieng Foster since birth He was made to work day after day in the Field Of a Greedy
Nobleman But Skill Was Way beyond that of a feeble farmer. No his Skill Was in the Blade he practiced in Secret in Lonely Nights he Would sneak out of his loft and Sneak into the nobles bedroom and Steal His Sword to practice on the
Grassy Hill Above His mansion. From then on He was Quite Content Until Noble
Left late one night heading for town and spotted him on the hill The Man had
Beat him leaving him bloody and Bruised On the Hill Every day from then on the
noble would Cut his rations by half and make him work While all the other children would sit and talk in the Loft. Codaian Finally Grew tired of the way the noble would treat him and stole His sword And as far from the farm as he could But now he Is a man And has no mission But To find another war to fight or maybe Even Just someone Who will Take pleasure in his company...


Codaian Walks into the bar Wether Worn and Tired from his journey
his throat Parched Beads of sweat running Down His Forehead He sits
down Next to a Girl at the bar and beakons for the Bartender to bring him
Something Strong To wet his tongue. at this point codaian could care less
What it was that he would be drinking although He would prefer the Vodka From his homeland usually.

The bartender brings his drink he tips it up and Swallow's the Content, Glancing to his Side
He notices the Grace and Buety of the Girl Beside him He can tell she is not like most women By the Look in her eyes She seems Quite Content.

Codaian Looks at her and Says hello To Break The Silence hoping the girl will not be appalled by his weary look and Seek a way to end end the conversation before i has even started

Name: Lea Cahill
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Race: Human
Status: Warrior

History: Born in a rich family but wasn't happy. Left home when she left Primary school and lived in a cave with an old fortune teller until she was sixteen and sailed away to a Greek island. Then she trained to be a warrior by two great masters and left to train with the highest race of warriors in Japan.

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Mally glances sideways at the guy that sat down next to her, when he says hello. 'By the look of him,' she thinks, 'he has been on a long hard journey. Perhaps he will have an interesting tale or two to tell.' So abandoning the puzzle ring she had be so absorbed in just a second ago, Mally takes a great swig of her whiskey and speaks in her lilting musical voice...

"Hi there stranger. Have a good hard ride on the trail today?"

Mally laughs a bit then says...

"I love a good hard days ride myself. There's nothing like wide open space!"

She looks into the strangers eyes intently hoping that she didn't come off overbearing like she sometimes did. Then running her hand through her short black hair to get it out of her face, has a sudden thought. 'Maybe he'll be able to spar with me.' Her lonliness evaporating slightly at the thought.

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He looks at her blankly
"Travel Is Only nice When you have a Purpose" but it's good to see some Warm Company... are you a fighter?" He stops and Think's About His Sarcasm Hoping He had not affected her the wrong way.

"I am Very sorry For my Rudeness ... its just Constant travel and no work have left me tired and Nearly Penniless ... My name is Codaian By the Way it is very nice to meet you. He leans Over in the traditional way of kissing a woman's hand to greet her Maybe he can convince is not illiterate and was taught by royalty this held no truth Codaian was eager for some form of contact with another person besides them being brought to their death by his blade.


OOC:Sorry for taking so long to respond, and my puncuation
Im trying But I am still not very good at it.

Mally smirked delicatly at the man on the stool next to her, she had always thought it was just adorable when men tried to be sarcastic. Taking a drink of her whiskey she keeps listening to him, holding her silence like she might of actually been offended...Ha! Then he kissed her hand, Mally knew that it was a traditional way to greet a human woman, there wasn't any such nonsense in her own culture. You greet men and women in the same way. But it was rather sweet of him to greet her like a woman instead of just another warrior like she was used to...smiling at Codaian, Mally finally decides that it is her turn to talk...

"I'm Mally, its nice to meet you too. And yes, I am a fighter, if you want to put it that way."

Still smiling she takes a drink of her whiskey and continues...

"I love to travel but it does get rather lonely with only your horse to talk to."

She laughs, a musical laugh that rolls up and down in pitch until it finally settles and dies down.

"And as for being out of work and penniless, I'll buy your next drink, and maybe just maybe we can work out a business plan. There are always ways to make money, even when there isn't any work, you just have to get creative!"

Beckoning to the bar-keep she orders another whiskey for herself, and one of whatever Codaian is drinking, and tosses a few coins on the bar.

OOC: I thought you might have forgotten about me....I'm glad you didn't. Yea you kinda do need to work on your punctuation a little bit, but you'll get the hang of it, don't worry about it too much with me though I'm not uptight about that kind of stuff.

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Codaian with a Surprised look on his face...

"What kind of Creative do you mean He said Trying not To sound
interested and creative is no large task For a real warrior only a Novice
doesn't think on his feet."


"I should of bought her dri-." stopping Himself Short Realizing that he was thinking out loud.

OOC:Thank you

Mally smiled pleasantly at the surprised look on his face, she loved doing that to people. Laughing to herself quietly, she turns toward Codaian and looks into his eyes, sarcasm dripping from her voice...

"I've got an idea but it depends on weather or not you know how to use your sword or if you just carry it around for fun."

She didn't even try to hide the mischief in her eyes when she looked at him. Mally had no doubt whatsoever that he knew how to use that blade. She could tell from the look of him, the look in his eyes, that his sword had been painted in gore more than a few times. She had grown up around warriors, she could always tell. It was the same thing she saw in herself.


OOC: No problem.

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He looks at her "A warriors sword play is judged by his opponent"
Smiling While Saying this.

He stops and thinks "Exactly what is your ideal..."

After that He look's at the drink he left abandoned on the Table and picks it up
Tips the bottom up and gulps it down He slams the glass on the table and tells the Bartender to Bring him a whiskey.

"Is there money involved?".

Mally smiles a bright, wide smile at him and bats her long black eye-lashes playfully at him before she speaks…

“Everyday since I’ve been here, I go out into the common grounds outside to practice with my sword. When I disappear into my own world of imaginary enemies, people find it amusing. Most of the time a small crowd gathers, a woman with a sword is quite a novel thing here, and they usually toss money at me.”

Looking at him while she takes another swig of her own whiskey,

“So for now what I propose is that you and I put on a little show for all the people. We’ll go out there square off, really put some drama into it, and let the people watch, let them toss their spare change at us. It’s never a lot but it’s usually enough to cover the essentials…”

Shrugging Mally hoped that Codaian didn’t think this kind of scam was beneath him, some men did, then they went broke and starved to death. Mally had seen it happen on several occasions… ‘Male pride, bleh, it makes them senseless sometimes’ she thinks to herself.

“Well what do you think? We could even find a likely boy to encourage and take bets, on which of us will win! ‘The Human Warrior or The Elf Maiden!”

She laughs a little more loudly, now that the whiskey she’s been drinking is finally having the desired effect on her.

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