Red Sky

[ameliakoupel]

Chetan’s unfocused eyes lit up when Elysia mentioned something about seeing some of her people. She leaned over the counter a pure smile on her face. “Reeeaally? Did you reeaaally see someone that looked like me?..You better not be lying…Genies can make your life hell when they want too...” Chetan looked at Elysia with a serious face for a moment or two until she broke out into a fit of wild laughter.

The genie slowly raised herself onto her feet. “We’re leaving now? Awww…I still have half of my drink left.”

Despite her whining, Chetan placed the mug down on the counter and quickly found her pace when following Elysia. Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she took one last look at the poor looking tavern. Oh boy…Her boss was going to be so angry when he wakes up. A giggle managed to make its way out of her lips at just the thought of it.

[mysterious]

Smirking as he felt the point of the blade in his back Draven didn't move and refused to do so as well. only when Elysia had suggested they leave did he even make an effort to move from his spot.

Now he was doing everything in his power to annoy the drow. Not a smart move but then again he always did like to act on impulse.

"As you wish." Draven said in his charming tone taking the lead out of the bar and into the quick city streets. He lead them through town which was all but silent and dark expect a few candles in the windows of homes. Glancing back every few seconds to see if they were still behind him giving a wink to Azzron every now and then.

Finally coming to the out part of the town where a large establishment sat. Clearly a less then kosher one with no name plat but a clear idea of what type of place it was. Business looked slow though as they walked in.

A great number of laddies sitting around offering their company to the few men in the place. However once Draven walked in they had all but forgotten their customers.

"He's back, he's back." Was what most of them said rushing to his side. Offering him any type of assistance he needed.

"Laddies come now I have only been gone for a few hours." Draven partly laughed as the crowd grew around him. Causing him to blush slightly in the company of the others.

[royaleagleofthor]

Growing ever more agitated by the second the Drow returned Elysia’s death glare with one of his own.

“I’m sorry captain,” growled Azzron sarcastically, “Allow me to rephrase that, if you want this clown in one piece we’ll leave now.”

This Draven character had a lot of nerve and now he refused to move even at sword point. No matter he would learn his place soon enough. Fresh out of patience Azzron decided brute force was the solution, and shoved Draven forward with his free hand taking care to still keep Tempest at his back.

The group had now left the tavern and pressed onward through the dark city streets. The calm comforting shadows and the pale silvery glow of the moonlight bathing the earth normally would have soothed the warriors’ soul. Except now Draven had even stolen that solace as he continued to grate on the Drow’s nerves by periodically winking at him.

After a short while they had arrived at their destination and as the excited women came running towards Draven Azzron slammed him into the wooden floorboards.

“I suggest you stop irritating me, it may result in a short lifespan,” spat Azzron still pointing Tempest at him.

[ameliakoupel]

Chetan swayed slightly as she followed a group, dancing silently to the music only she could hear. Eventually, she found herself staring up at the night sky. Jus the thought that her parents might be looking up at the same sky sent a rush of excitement through her veins. She was pulled down to reality, however, when they approached their destination.

When the girls began to swarm around Azzron, Chetan couldn’t resist a chance to tease. Placing a hand of her forehead and batting her lashes, she mimicked the girls in a high, squeaky voice. A few cold glances were shot her way, but she shrugged it off with a smirk.

She felt the floorboards jump underneath her feet when Draven threw Azzron onto the floor. Fair enough. The thief was teasing Draven all the way here-it was about time that something was done about it.

[BlackAngelYume]

Elysia took the fact they were leaving as a perfect opportunity to not answer Chetan. Frankly, she couldn’t remember if she’d seen any other genies before. She’d been to so many damn places that they started to get jumbled together. What she was sure of is that it couldn’t hurt to have a genie around.

She glanced to Azzron when he returned her glare, “You can kill him later; I need him now.”

They’d left the tavern, Draven leading the way. Elysia couldn’t help but notice the man’s constant need to annoy Azzron. That fact alone was annoying her and his winking had just gotten to a dangerously annoying point when they’d arrived at their destination. Oh well, he’d present other opportunities to annoy Elysia enough for her to want to kill him. Right now she had more important things to do.

They stepped into the building and Elysia was about to tell Draven to make this meeting quick when a group of giggling women came rushing up to him. She felt the muscle under her right eye twitch in irritation and was about to give Draven a swift kick in the ass when Azzron did it for her. She looked to him and sent a nod of approval.

She walked over to Draven and stood above him, looking down, “You deserve a lot more than this. Take me to the people you promised to take me to.”

Sometime during her statement one of the dumbfounded women got up the courage to speak.

“You can’t do that to him!”

Great. Not only were they stupid, they were suicidal. Elysia looked up to the woman and had one of her crossbows at the woman’s neck before she could say another thing. The woman sucked in a sharp breath and stared at the pirate captain with wide eyes.

“Another word from you and I pierce your neck,” she growled then looked to the other women, waving her crossbow, “And that goes for the rest of you, now GO!”

The women scattered and she looked down to Draven, holding her crossbow in a way that wasn’t directly threatening him, but could still be dangerous, “Let’s go, I havn’t all night.”

[mysterious]

Draven hardly flinched when he was slammed into the floor. He actually gave a slight laugh. The more he pushed the more annoyed everyone became. Complete madness on his part but there was always a reason for it. By pushing them he was seeing just how these people reacted and actually feeding off their annoyed emotion.

As Elysia demanded to be shown to his friends another woman a rough looking short fat woman came into the room.

"Alright enough with all of this... This is my business and Draven what did I say about bring trouble in here... You and your friends come on along with all of yous." She said rushing her girls off to the other parts of the house.

Draven just stood pushing the others off as if their threatens meant nothing to him.
"You know me and trouble just can't live without each other." Draven laughed trying to hug the woman only to be slapped across the face. Draven just laughed in reply again rubbing his face.

"So where is she?" He asked with his usual smile. The woman just made a gesture to the back room with her head and Draven did the same to the others.

"She just put those kids down don't be starting them up!" The woman yelled at him as he flashed his cheesy smirk. Moving into the back room it was slightly bigger which was odd but in the room was about twenty children all laying around a single girl who was reading.

Glancing at the ones following him his eyes were softer and more mature as he gave a look to suggest the weapons be hidden for the time being.

"Excuse me but I think these children should be in bed don't you?" He announced loudly as all the children's' eyes light up and they rushed him. Azzron didn't have a chance this time to slam him into the floor the children had done it for him. Tackling Draven with laughs and smiles. The woman just stood and looked at them with a smile that soon faded as she saw who was with him.

"Alright children leave him alone come one he is right bed time." Which they didn't seem to listen very well until Draven repeated the same thing only in a more frim tone though in between laughs.

The groans from the children filled the room but at least they listened this time. Moving as slowly as possible they moved into the next room off to bed for the night as Draven came up to the woman.

"Ellena, these people need some help. I was wondering if we might have a word with your father?" He asked her sweetly but the look on her face told them that she didn't like the idea at all.

This time taking her hands he placed a pouch much like the one he had offered Elysia. "Please, I am sure the Good Captain would appreciate a kind gesture." Ellena just nodded and turned to leave the room to bring her father.

Draven turned to the others and extended his arms out.

"Please have a seat, I promise this will be well worth your time. This old man knows everything there is to know about nearly everything. He has heard it all every legend and sailor tail but please don't ask him how you might regret it." Draven announced. His teasing having stopped it seemed he had gotten what he has wished from them already.

[BlackAngelYume]

Elysia stood with her arms crossed, the crossbow still in her hands, her foot tapping impatiently while Draven spoke with the bigger woman. She let out a huff of annoyance and was about to say something when she heard a forsaken word.

Kids.

Good gods, she better not have meant those half sized humanoids that delight in running around and annoying the pirate to no end. If there were children involved, someone may just die tonight.

Elysia followed Draven to the back room. Just perfect, she did mean children. Sometime during the conversation with the woman, Elysia had hung the crossbow back on her hip. She hadn’t needed it out any longer, and it was easy enough to draw should she need it again.

Elysia watched the children tackle Draven to the floor with a look of annoyance. She was becoming impatient and it was rather obvious. By the time the children had returned to their beds, Elysia was standing with her arms folded and foot tapping once more.

Draven asked them to sit and Elysia moved to one of the seats, “I certainly hope so. I need reliable information and I’d like it quickly.”