The elf stepped up right close to him, so that their noses neraly touched "In the most painfull way devisable." she whispered.

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Lentros laughed softly and walked Rimonim around behind her.
"It sounds like so much fun."

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

Ginglith watched the other two emotionlessly. Turning suddenly he walked off down the street, slipping his dirk back into his belt. At the end of the street, he paused and glanced back.

Lentros glanced up at him.

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

Arrow raised a hand at him. A gesture of friendship? A salute? Only time would tell.

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Ginglith turned away and headed off into the night, and the winding alleys of the city. He spent much of the night searching fruitlessly for the place of one who might be after someone in his line of work.
Finally, as light of the dawn began to spread out into the sky, he found the sort of place he was looking for. A small door at the end of an alley extending back into the mountain, on the east side of the third level. He rapped on the door.

Lentros watched the elf and patted Rimonim before turning him away.

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

"See you around- Hopefully your not my next... Victim." she raised her hand again and disappeared into the night.

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Lentros smiled and earged Rimonim into the night.

Hours passed, the mon spread i's silver rays over the land. At dawn the red cloads covered the sky as a dark bird landed on one of the rooftops.

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

A woman opened the door and eyed Ginglith up and down taking in everything about his appearance.
"I guess you want to see my husband" she asked still eyeing him suspiciously. Ginglith inclined his head by way of an affirmative response. She stepped aside to let him in. He walked down a narrow hall into a small dingy room. A powerfully built man was sat at a rickety table, a flagon of beer infront of him. He looked up as Ginglith entered.
"ah" he said smiling, "I was wondering when I would see you". Ginglith raised his eyebrows marginally
"Me?".
"Well not you specifically, but your type. I put the word in a while ago. I was wondering if there were any left". Ginglith's voice hardened slightly
"Any what left? What do you consider 'my type'?". The man paused and looked at him
" You know what I mean". Ginglith sat down and looked at the man
"What do you want doing?".
"Nothing for the present. I am currently in discussions with... a certain person. I am trying to secure a decent price." Ginglith noded and stood up, turning to go
"I'll be back tomorrow". With that he walked out into the growing light of dawn.

Ginglith strode out through the city, searching for a tavern where he could spend the following day. He knew there would be inns and the like down in the lowest level, but that wasn't what he was after. He went in search of the place where the city's more unscrupulous characters spent their time.

[I take it this RP is dead seeing as no-one else is posting. Or is it just that my posts are next to impossible to reply to?]

[No, sorry I'm having a horrible time at school at the mo *shoots evil kids an evil stare*]
The tall elf sat herself on the wall outside the tavern and took a deep sip of the warm drink she had just been offered by the waiter. The view was fabulous, and took her breath away. It was only when she felt the cold whisoper of death on her throaght did she snap out of her dreams. Ignoring the dagger she simply sat up straighter "Youre the one he was searching for arent you?" she said quietly.

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((Swamped with English prep, sorry))
Sentron pushed back his hood and streached out his feet. His dark eyes took in the surrounding as he lent his elbows on the back of the bench. He caught site of a elf sitting a little way away from him. He watched her intently.

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!

(ahh, ok, you have my sympathies)(oh, and I didn't fully understand that post Rhan)

I've read the whole thing, can I join with Aylnia
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