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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 4, 2007 3:09:28 GMT
Belsamuel looked her in the eye. "You know, you will have to trust me at some stage. Besides, we're safe here. Dalanor will have anyone who goes up those stairs dead before they reach the top. This place may look like an Inn, but it's actually a front for an organization of people with.....hidden talents. Which is how I found you so fast."
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Post by Devyn on Nov 4, 2007 3:15:34 GMT
"I don't have a talent."
Mona shook her head quickly, her voice filled with some kind of bitter dread in it.
"I have a curse."
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 4, 2007 3:40:17 GMT
Belsam walked to her and lifted her chin till he looked her in the eyes. "And I am here to help you. You don't know it but I am sworn to..... What do you remember of you father?"
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Post by Devyn on Nov 4, 2007 3:44:00 GMT
Mona frowned a little, taking a step back.
"Nothing. I never knew the man. What does that matter?'
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 4, 2007 3:48:09 GMT
".............because in a sense...............he sent me!"
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Post by Devyn on Nov 4, 2007 3:49:09 GMT
Mona shook her head, thinking this man must be absolutely mad.
"What are you talking about? My father is dead."
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 4, 2007 4:15:55 GMT
"Yes, but I knew of him. He actually worked for the group of people I am currently employed by. We're a conclave of skilled individuals who, when not talking on your usual contracts of the shadowier kind, work to keep the greater good in play. We fight what most people would call the cardinal sins. Sort of a modern day Knights of the Round."
He sat on a stool at the end of his sleeping palette and motioned her to sit on the bed.
"Your father, known only to me as Hawk, was one of us, but he died before I joined. But your Uncle was still with us. His name was Archer and he became my teacher in the ways of the Conclave. I travveled with him while he tutored me in their codes and rules, and showed me safe havens and informants. Dalanor is one of these safe havens. I then, at his death found he was searching for you, to protect the keeper of the map. He died by the arrow of a young boy." Belsamuel laughed bitterly while staring at the glass of scotch. "The fool was hunting wolves in the farming area we were in and Archer was sitting, wearing that god ugly wolfskin cloak he always had...."
Belsamuel looked up and stared into Mona's eyes... "On his final breath I vowed to take up his search....and here you are..."
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Post by Devyn on Nov 4, 2007 4:21:24 GMT
Mona was staring at him, trying to keep her breaths even-- not sure if this was truth or just an elborate lie. If it was a lie, then it was a damn good lie.
"And he told you about the map? Then you know it's not something someone can steal from me? It's not something visible.... not at first."
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 4, 2007 4:24:15 GMT
He didn't tell me about the map in too much detail, just where it leads. Nothing else I know. He told me the less I know other than I need to, the less I tan tell if your OTHER friends find out I'm searching for you and find me first." He grinned a grin worth a thousand words. "But, they'd have to be skilled to catch me!"
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Post by Devyn on Nov 4, 2007 4:28:42 GMT
"Skilled indeed."
Mona nodded, looking around the room, before looking back at him.
"So what then? How do you plan to help me?"
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