The morning had been fairly uneventful with a few rounds of Wicked Grace with the locals in a pub, earning their gold, and leaving it as that. The sad thing is that, often, people are sore losers and hate to lose their money to anyone, much less what should be an ignorant Dalish elf.
Sadly, due to his choice in fashion -- very much not the Dalish norm -- does make him stick out, and the losers in question do point him out to a certain magister's men hunting him down.
Twisted Fate's put on a good chase in the woods. He's dodged them, out run them a fair bit, and even felt like he was adequately getting away.
That is, until one of them manage to swing around from behind a tree and strike him sharply on the head to knock him down.]
Finally. [It's growled by one of them.] You're a hard elf to find.
I, ah. Should take that as a compliment. [Fate winces and touches the back of his head gingerly.] Not pulling our punches, are we?
I'd be running you through with my sword if I wasn't told to do otherwise. [Fate is hauled to his feet, pulled up by a fistful of hair.]
twisted fate | for fenris
The morning had been fairly uneventful with a few rounds of Wicked Grace with the locals in a pub, earning their gold, and leaving it as that. The sad thing is that, often, people are sore losers and hate to lose their money to anyone, much less what should be an ignorant Dalish elf.
Sadly, due to his choice in fashion -- very much not the Dalish norm -- does make him stick out, and the losers in question do point him out to a certain magister's men hunting him down.
Twisted Fate's put on a good chase in the woods. He's dodged them, out run them a fair bit, and even felt like he was adequately getting away.
That is, until one of them manage to swing around from behind a tree and strike him sharply on the head to knock him down.]
Finally. [It's growled by one of them.] You're a hard elf to find.
I, ah. Should take that as a compliment. [Fate winces and touches the back of his head gingerly.] Not pulling our punches, are we?
I'd be running you through with my sword if I wasn't told to do otherwise. [Fate is hauled to his feet, pulled up by a fistful of hair.]