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Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

The members of my family on the larger scope, as far as I am more closely related to them, have come to the mutual agreement that christmas does not need to equal a requirement to go crazy and shop the hell out of the world in order to have some material present for everyone and to go binge eating all over the place until you've done it with everyone no matter how remote the relationship is. Appreciation can be communicated in other, less concentrated and more temporarily distributed ways if the people involved are willing to - and it saves not only me from experiencing this forced, materialistic massacre christmas more and more seems to have devolved into.

In remembrance of the fact that the christmas tree has its origin in older beliefs - I'm fine!

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Sorry, but I think I have to disengage from this for a while - don't have a sufficient amount of time available to keep up and don't want anyone having to wait for slow me.

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Damn this RP moves way too fast for me...

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First posting blood belongs to me :o

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Jared wasn't very eager to get out of bed. It was just so beautifully warm in here while even the most shoddy look out of the small window was telling him that temperatures were plummeting outside as crystals of ice had started to grow from the edges to the center. An arm that almost seemed to be too long to belong to any human reached lazily for another chunk of wood and tossed it into the open fireplace that had been defending him against the cold since last evening. A bit too late however - the loner living in this farmhouse had picked up an infection some days ago and still was busy recovering. The things keeping boredom away ? A book and Khan. Well... there was some interconnection between the two things. Let's just say that the book had not been published by an exactly ordinary, mortal printer. Many details of the story were so rotten as the strange paper it was printed on appeared to be. Yet - much to Jared's dismay and Khan's fortune - the pages had turned out to be much more robust than anticipated.

The thin tome was slammed on the small desk next to his bed. Enough! He'd not spend yet another day on laying around doing nothing. Rather bad developments were making progress out there and he had to go for another inspection run. Not to the castle, but to Seren's Folley. These damn hunters had such a nice board there on which they diligently noted everything they intended doing within the next weeks. Jared already had considered stealing the thing and subjecting it to thermal disposal below the chimney more than once, but the plan never came to execution. Today it wouldn't either, so much was for sure. But maybe something interesting was to be seen there ? He could also buy some liquor...

I feel obliged to inform you that you are likely going to infect people when you go there and have to cough.
Women you want to say ? According to my observations, the ratio of men to women standing next to this job board is out of proportion to the same ratio in the general population. I'll temporarily decimate competition. You have to approve this!

Khan gently zapped his host and then went silent until the latter one was fully dressed. Over the years Jared had learned that this meant that Khan was giving in to the argument (but was too proud to openly admit it).

Knowing that he'd not have to expose himself to the chilly weather outside, Jared had gone without putting on much more than his thick woolen and hooded cloak painted in white and red. It would protect him for the short distance he had to walk, but maybe appear a bit strange because it was frayed. But who was Jared to care about this ? There was a nice little cave hidden in the woods adjacent to Seren's Folley he almost always selected as his target. Noone would be there to see his arrival and so it was today.

The farmer entered the tavern, his head easily reaching up to the wooden crossbeams supporting the upper floor. Ducking, Jared approached the job board without caring much about looking left and right.

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@13org IS it okay that I am semi-using your character?

@Ellion

Is there any link to google docs or whatever I am missing ? Want to watch :o ^^

Nocturne

Sorry for the delay.

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OKAY I AM FINALLY DONE IF ANY HUNTER ARE BORED AND WANT TO HELP ME CRAFT THE OPENING LET ME KNOW ^^

@Ellion

I'm pretending to be here!

Nocturne

That had been quick. Almost too quick. While Hatuum had come here hoping to acquire a new contract, he had been nowhere near expecting to get it so quickly. It almost seemed like that his sheer appearance was making enough of a first impression to let people think thad he'd be suited for the job. However this also added to the pressure resting on his giant shoulders now. He would have to deliver: early and decisively. Otherwise the damage to his reputation could become unrecoverable.

Additionally there were other circumstances that gave this contract the potential to be one of the most important and most special of his entire career. The fact that one of his clients was one of the three elders, for example. Hell given that Amelia was standing so close to him he suddenly felt quite ashamed of himself. Was he behaving correctly ? Was his clothing something that could annoy some of the very high ranking persons here or was it at least halfway adequate for the situation ? Normally Hatuum didn't bother about such things at all except when doing his job, but right now these thoughs suddenly hit him so fiercly that the colossal man almost seemed to slightly shrink, though only briefly.

Hatuum made unvarnished use of his size, taking a quick survey of the crowd to check if there was anyone eavesdropping. Personally he thought that speaking openly about such a mission in such a room was a big mistake, but it had not been him who started it. There was no point left in urging to relocate the discussion now.

"Alright." He cleared his throat, partly due to embarrassment. "So I think there is a multitude of matters we have to discuss beforehand. First: Who is in command ? I'm not an official part of your mercenary group, Amiartys, but still it must be clear who has the duty to obey orders and who has the privilege to issue them. Second: The german territory is quite far away from here. I assume it is rather urgent ? So what do we do in order to get there if not walk ? Third: When and where to meet ? I'd like to have a little bit of time to prepare myself beforehand. A different set of clothes, something more adapted to the situation. And we need a plan."

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So who wants to know Draco? After all, he has been a hunter for over 70 years of his life (and the rest of it was more or less training him to be one) and is still active via means that most hunters would find... worrying. Hunters that last this long tend to be known by both sides of the hunt.

Truthfully his reputation would be... individualistic rather then a faction thing. After all, some of the more friendly (and less homicidal) witches might have a positive relationship/opinion of him while more puratian hunters would find his research and usage of the occult... unsavory.

@Bright_Ops

Well, my character is rather out of the question because the old Andri has stopped living quite some years ago. However I could ask the same question for Jared because he basically is some sort of 'native' inhabitant, never having moved away from the area around the castle - it being a ruin or not. Some people might know him or at least know that and where he exists.