RP channel logs: Czrel, Khuldir

[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Dawn broke. A fog hung over the roads of Boktor.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): A hooded figure shuffles across the dew-drenched street.
[RP]: (Khuldir): Suddenly, sounds of pursuit could be heard from behind him.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): He spun around, only to find a fledging man colliding head on with him.
[RP]: Khuldir snarls 'Get out of my way you filthy beggar.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Angered by the insult and the unapologetic attitude, the hooded figure reached out to grab hold of the fleeing man's arm.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'In a hurry?' A low voice greeted Khuldir.
[RP]: (Khuldir): Without a word, Khuldir suddenly kicks out at the filthy man.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Skilfully, the hooded Drasnian caught the feet. Then he twisted it with both his palms in an attempt to throw the aggressor off balance.
[RP]: (Khuldir): Losing balance, Khuldir went through with the motion to bring his leg up for a second kick on the Drasnian's head.
[RP]: (Khuldir): Nearly caught unaware, the Drasnian pulls back his head but still received a glancing blow to his face.
[RP]: (Khuldir): Taking advantage of the situation, Khuldir managed to twist free and flee.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Rubbing his nearly dislocated jaw, Czrel muttered under his breath, 'What a great morning this has been.'
[RP]: Khuldir sneers 'You are lucky beggar, pray that you don't cross my path again, you won't be next time...'
[RP]: (Khuldir): With those words, he turned round a corner and melds into the shadows...





[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): As usual, it was a hot and sticky day at Muros.
[RP]: Khuldir steps into the busy street and peers intently around.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): A dark hooded figure whispered for him around the corner of the street.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Psst. Khul.'
[RP]: (Khuldir): Hearing his name, Khuldir spins around and sees the in hooded figure beckoning at him.
[RP]: Khuldir tightens his grip on his dagger as he approaches him.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Relax on the dagger Drasnian,' the hooded man spoke softly. 'I'm Ranwel.'
[RP]: Khuldir relaxes his hold on the weapon, a confused expression appears on his face.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Ranwel?'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'It has been how many years?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Plenty since the days of the Academy.' Ranwel nods. 'From the Drasnian Intelligence. I have orders from old man Javelin.'
[RP]: Khuldir gives a wry chuckle. 'Heh, I'm surprised that the old man still remembers me.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'So, what does he wants now? Still trying to test my loyalty?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The brown haired Ranwel smirked. 'Hardly. He knows your importance.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The slender Drasnian youth leads the pony tailed man into a darker alley to conceal themselves.
[RP]: Khuldir mutters 'I'm sure he does.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Ranwel nods. 'The Murgos are up to something fishy. Seem to be having some extra dealings with the snake people.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Old man thinks they are buying a new drug from Nyissans,' he continues.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Heh, that's nothing special. Those Nyissans are always discovering new drugs... or new ways to consume it..'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Ranwel says 'See the odd thing is,' Ranwel ponders. 'Why would the Murgos want such a drug?'
[RP]: Khuldir sits down and thinks deeply.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'In such a large volume too.' Then he passes ship logs to Khuldir.
[RP]: Khuldir examines the documents with a slight frown creasing his forehead.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Ranwel peers around shiftily.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'This is indeed suspicious. Where did you get these logs?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Intelligence. They have everything under their noses,' Ranwel grinned proudly.
[RP]: Khuldir chuckles and hands back the papers to Ranwel. 'Though this is interesting, but I'm on my way back to Boktor to discuss some 'things' with Javelin.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'I'll need some answers from him before taking anymore tasks.'
[RP]: Khuldir shrugs apologetically as he turns around and walks out of the alley.





[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Warm blood suddenly splatters on Khuldir's face.
[RP]: Khuldir wipes his face with the back of his hand, looking stunned at the bloody mess on the ground.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): It is Ranwel lying in a pool of crimson and mud.
[RP]: (Khuldir): Glancing upwards, Khuldir saw a shadow moving off quickly on the top floor of the Tavern.
[RP]: Khuldir mutters 'Belar! What's going on here?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Ranwel lies motionless upon the bloodied ground.
[RP]: Khuldir checks Ranwel's body, besides finding a number of stab wounds, he notices that the shipping logs are missing.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The shadowy figure upon the roofs takes one good sight at Khuldir's face and darts into oblivion.
[RP]: (Khuldir): Not wanting to attract the attentions of the legionnaires, Khuldir gives a regretful sigh. 'Sorry Ranwel, I can't give you a proper burial.'
[RP]: Khuldir moves away from the scene at a brisk pace.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The crowd begins to form around the Drasnian's corpse. Before long, Khuldir is already safely out of Muros.
[RP]: (Khuldir): As he walks towards the inn to meet up with Athawe, Khuldir begins to think about what could've happened to Ranwel and also the identity of the shadowed figure.
[RP]: Khuldir suddenly realised that he is meeting Athawe outside Muros.
[RP]: Khuldir slaps his hand across his forehead. DOH!
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): As he walks away from Muros, the absent minded Khuldir bumps into a man now older than twenty years in age.
[RP]: Merchant Czrel mutters under his breath. 'Watch it.'
[RP]: Khuldir mumbless 'Sorry.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Suddenly Czrel remembers that he has seen Khuldir somewhere before.
[RP]: Khuldir moves off without giving Czrel a second glance.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Czrel quickly follows Khuldir. 'You.. Where have I seen you before? I remember that kick though.'
[RP]: Khuldir peers at Czrel, recognition showing in his eyes. Keeping a straight face he replies 'I'm sorry, I've never seen you before. You must be mistaken.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The young Czrel frowns. 'Only one way to find out then.'
[RP]: Khuldir rambles on about a boring exploit.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Without warning, Czrel draws his dagger and dives for Khuldir's back.
[RP]: Khuldir flick his hands up to deflect the stab and back-pedalled, trying to keep a distance between himself and his attacker.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'You can't flee this time,' Czrel cursed through clench teeth. 'I shall return that kick today!'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Swift as wind, the young Drasnian merchant swings his weapon straight at Khuldir's torso.
[RP]: (Khuldir): Caught by surprise, Khuldir tries to sidestep the lunge a second too late. The dagger slices through his tunic and nicked his chest.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Seizing the advantage, Czrel tries to deliver a back thrust with full force towards Khuldir's face.
[RP]: (Khuldir): Caught off balance, Khuldir twists his body in an attempt to avoid the kick. However, Czrel manages to land a glancing blow on his back
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Did that wake you up?' Czrel smirks.
[RP]: Khuldir glares at Czrel. 'Had enough fun? I'll get going then.'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel chortles. 'Javelin really wouldn't like to see you in a dirty and torn tunic.'
[RP]: Khuldir raises an eyebrow.
[RP]: Khuldir asks 'Javelin?'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'What do you know about him?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Czrel nods. 'Of course. But he didn't send me. I'm no Academy mate of yours.'
[RP]: Khuldir snorts derisively.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'If you see him, tell him that the last agent he sent to me was killed.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Ranwel?' Czrel questions. 'Was that his name?'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Yes.'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel frowns in dismay.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'And the documents he was carrying are missing.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'I was supposed to meet him in Muros,' Czrel sighs. 'Was he murdered?'
[RP]: Khuldir shrugs helplessly.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Czrel nods. 'Oh well, then I guess old man Javelin won't be getting his goods from me.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'I found him with several stab wounds on his body... right after he was thrown off the building...'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Any poison on him? Could be Nyissans,' the young Czrel ponders deeply.
[RP]: Khuldir shrugs helplessly.
[RP]: Merchant Czrel peers far towards Muros. 'Not going back to check I suppose?'
[RP]: Khuldir shakes his head.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Tell Javelin that I want to be left alone.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'I guess he won't,' Czrel frowns. 'Now that he has lost a fine man and you have connections with the Murgos.'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel beams a smile at Khuldir. 'Worry not that I know so much, I'm but a merchant.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Then the young man grins slightly.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'I trust that you will be able to keep mum about seeing me here?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'That bit will be hard,' Czrel gently pats the older man's shoulder. 'Javelin looks bent on searching for you.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'And I'm bent on not being found.'
[RP]: Khuldir glances meaningfully at Czrel.
[RP]: Merchant Czrel smiles at Khuldir's tenacity. 'I'm not his lackey, don't give me that look.'
[RP]: Khuldir nods.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'I trust you.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The younger Drasnian keeps his promise of staying quiet and nods. 'So where would you be hiding from the old man?' Czrel probes curiously.
[RP]: Khuldir thinks deeply for a second and grins. 'I don't think it'll be wise to tell you where I'm going, it'll be better for us that you don't know my destination.'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel returns Khuldir a sly look. 'Well, no point of me heading to Muros now, I might as well tag along with you.'
[RP]: Khuldir gives an amused chuckle. 'And what makes you think I'll do that?'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Leave me alone, young whelp. I mean it.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Czrel grins. 'Oh well, pleased to beat you then.'
[RP]: Khuldir snorts derisively.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'I mean meet you.'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel chortles.
[RP]: Khuldir chuckles 'Heh, you had your fun today young man. Just don't let me catch you following you, I'll be serious next time.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Don't be so sure so soon foolish old man, you might need my help some day,' Czrel gives Khuldir a mischievous wink.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'See you around in Boktor if you ever go there to visit!'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Foolish? Heh, that's a word more suited for a young boy like you.'
[RP]: Khuldir mutters 'Young people nowadays..'
[RP]: Khuldir sighs.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The young merchant had already begun his track towards Muros. He waves a goodbye to Khuldir without even looking back.
[RP]: Khuldir shrugs helplessly.
[RP]: Khuldir mutters 'Insolent pup!'
[RP]: Khuldir turns and walks out of the gates, already fretting over what excuses to concoct to explain his latecoming to Athawe.





This RP started off here.
[RP]: Khuldir starts moaning.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Shut up. I can hear you from here.'
[RP]: Khuldir yells 'Mind your own business!'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'I would if you won't stick by my bed every day just to "take care" of me.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Fine, I've been setting my eyes on this comely wench anyway'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki shakes his head.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'But you don't have to.. You know do this every morning do you?'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'I don't have a choice Czzie, Rei has been... ahem busy with Maldrek all the time and she threatens to shave me if I don't do my part in looking after you.'
[RP]: (Master Merchant Czrel Azuki): The healer's room has a bed where Czrel is resting and Khuldir is sitting on a chair beside the bed.
[RP]: Khuldir strokes his goatee protectively.
[RP]: (Master Merchant Czrel Azuki): At this moment, the patient's partner is doing something rather fishy.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Not in front of me... I implore you.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Sheesh, it took me a week to 'cultivate' this beard Cz'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'But.. I hate seeing hair grown so long. Shave it off.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Khuldir gasps in astonishment.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Never! '
[RP]: (Master Merchant Czrel Azuki): The healer turns and gives Khuldir a sharp glance.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki chortles mischievously.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Bleh, don't give me that look old man else he'll shave yours off too.'
[RP]: Khuldir grins impudently at the healer.
[RP]: (Master Merchant Czrel Azuki): The elderly healer shrugs and returns to his herbs. The room smells of fresh lavender.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Where's Rei?'
[RP]: Khuldir shrugs helplessly.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'The rest? I haven't seen them since I've... Come round.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Busy with Ordi I think, she seems enamoured of him the last time I saw her.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'And Maldrek? I hope there isn't trouble after I passed out.'
[RP]: Khuldir sits down and thinks deeply.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Truth to say, I am not sure what is going on too.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Eh? I hope it didn't get rowdy.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Well, I do hear some shouting and screaming between those two.. but they seem fine to me after that.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki nods.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'I mean I didn't see any blood shed.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Maldrek.. Gets kind of boisterous after a good bout of drinks, and Ordi...'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Erm.. he's just horny?'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki grins evilly.
[RP]: Khuldir snickers softly.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'I mean, I hope Maldrek didn't think Ordici was up to no good.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Don't worry too much about it, Rei managed to calm them both down... I think. You know how well she can handle men's ego and erm... libido.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki throws back his head and cackles with insane glee!
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Belar, I can't even laugh too wildly.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki mutters something quietly to himself.
[RP]: Khuldir grins evilly.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Don't give me ideas Czzie'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Go shave your goatee and leave me alone, I'll be fine.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki grins evilly at Khuldir.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Gah! '
[RP]: Khuldir says 'That's it I'm going to leave you alone... that wench is getting lonely I wager.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki snickers softly.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Before you leave, tell me truthfully what was the diagnosis from yesterday.'
[RP]: Khuldir grins evilly.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'I don't want to hear that it's just a cough.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Well.. It's serious, but not serious enough to kill you, pity.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki mutters something quietly to himself.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Anything else said?'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Just that you'll be out of any action for quite some time, a month or 2 I think'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki tries to suppress a bad bout of coughing.
[RP]: Khuldir stands and pats on Czrel's back. 'Rest and get well my friend, I think that girl is waiting impatiently for me right now.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki nods in enthusiastic agreement with Khuldir.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Well go have your fun.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki grins evilly at Khuldir.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'When did I never?'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki waves goodbye to Khuldir.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'I'll see you then.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Khuldir stands up and strides towards the door. 'Tomorrow.'
[RP]: Khuldir winks at Master Merchant Czrel Azuki.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki grins evilly at Khuldir.
[RP]: (Master Merchant Czrel Azuki): Khuldir leaves and shortly afterwards, Czrel falls back into slumber.





[RP]: Khuldir says 'Hey Czrel! Have you heard? Xenaria is looking for a Unicorn Horn! Wonder what does a nice dryad chick like her wants a horn for....'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki shrugs helplessly.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Any idea where and how I can get one? I'm afraid unicorns don't give away their horns easily.'
[RP]: Acaril says 'I heard unicorns reside in Jarviksholm and the Midenir'
[RP]: Acaril says 'but their really shy'
[RP]: Khuldir mutters 'Great.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'A Dryad? Maybe they have special herbs...'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Herbs?! Bleh! I thought some gold might do...'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'We could buy some from them... If they prove useful.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'I mean buy it from those unicorns...'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki coughs loudly.
[RP]: Acaril says 'cough medicine? It only costs 1000 gold pieces'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki sighs.
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'I don't just need normal medicine Acaril.'
[RP]: Acaril says 'hmm special medicine, that'll cost extra'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Yeah he gets like that every month or so.'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki mutters something quietly to himself.
[RP]: Khuldir kisses him passionately with no shame.
[RP]: Khuldir says 'woah '
[RP]: Khuldir says 'I have no idea why I did that...'
[RP]: Master Merchant Czrel Azuki says 'Sane people don't kiss themselves.'
[RP]: Khuldir says 'Indeed.'

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