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 Post subject: The Italian Job (Grad, DDR)
PostPosted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 6:36 pm 
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The wind was blowing through the leaves of the forest, leaves which were just beginning to change from their summer green into their fall of oranges, yellows and eventually browns. The forest seemed to almost go on forever, save for the various paths crisscrossing their way across it and the streams and rivers. Where these paths and rivers crossed their were usually bridges, though age had made some of them rickety at best. The largest path had a strong, proud bridge made of stone and even sculptures of eagles at either side, though one had fallen over and the other's head was missing. It was obvious that though this had once been a path many took that it had been some time since those days; likely highwaymen had come in ever increasing numbers until it was no longer safe for most to brave this road.

It was at the middle of this bridge that a solitary goblin perched on the edge, next to a metal pot likely stolen from somewhere. He looked to be asleep; anyone close would have heard some quiet snores, but they would not be evident from afar. The reason for this goblin and his pot would become abundantly clear quit quickly however, as there was a sign proclaiming his 'job' as it were. It was stretched across the upper ramparts of the bridge, hanging there quietly with its ominous words in large, barely coherently scrawled out letters.

'Tu pas dis brig u mus pa da TrOLL'

There were indeed a few coins in that pot next to the goblin, and it seemed that he must be the tollkeeper. Of the aforementioned troll there was no sign - but as the children's story went, perhaps it was just living under the bridge. The Goblin did have a rapier strapped to its back, but being that it stood at the great height of three feet, it didn't count for a very imposing figure. It was clothed in rags as well, scraps of other clothes carelessly strapped together until they would serve as shelter from the wind and rains - though as the sun was coming up on this day there was hardly a cloud in the sky to be seen all around.

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 2:45 pm 
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The loud thumping steps disturbed the serene silence that had likely covered the place before he came. Although his size limited the volume, he was making it on purpose to smash the solid sole of his shoes to the concrete ground to create such sounds. Along with the noise, curses were mixed as he made his way across the river. Of course, he never really figured anyone else to be there until he would later meet the goblin.

Illia was pissed. It had only been days when he arrived at this place. He had been riding a caravan to get to the next town when a commotion from the back wagon, where he was supposedly sleeping, caused him to be pushed from side to side and then be thrown out of the moving cart. As it turned out, a human and an orc had gone into a fight and then with his size to match, he was likely ignored and no one really noticed him fall. And so it came that his luck was still non-existent that he would fall into a slope, rolling downhill and landing on a pile of mud.

When he got up, the caravan was already too far away for him to catch up to. And so started his walking towards the forest road, as the autumn orange leaves started to change color, and figuring out a way to go back to civilization.

It had been a few hours already and a few pints of mud was still left on his shirt. He never really bothered to scrub them off his clothes. He was following the forest path when he came across the bridge to pass; still mad and cursing about what just happened. With a raised eyebrow, he stopped when he saw the goblin up front.

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 Post subject: Re: The Italian Job (Grad, DDR)
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She couldn't quite explain it, but Tyzrk felt like traversing in the stars, with a box that boomed loud music in one arm, and a bottle of conscious-deluding alcohol in the other, if she could have afforded either. Traveling to the next town after hearing rumors of a possibility of the existence of an individual in which stimulated the interest of the elf, she took branches 'stead of the road, carrying on her back quite a load, playing melodies of string while she towed, her highness of life she certainly showed. From her shinguard she performed a 'hardcore' tune, ringing its loud but smooth melody through the spaces between the trees.

She wore on her head strange spectacles that blacked out the sun, even though the thin canopy rid of any need of them. Still, Tyzrk fashioned them, feeling that they were 'cool' enough for her, since she suddenly felt that some things just weren't worth her time today. Things like waiting for her forest sprite friend, Xhercfa, or taking the path, or even opening her eyes. Nope, nothing was stopping her from her 'totally awesome' mood. She just had to finish her song before anything else in the world mattered.

Striking the highest-pitched note in conclusion to her song, she leaped from the branches, caring not where she landed so as long as it could be generally considered ground. The elf landed in a skid, and allowed the note dissolved into the mouth of hungry air. She placed her shinguard back into place, looking around. Opening her eyes to the sight of a decapitated statue less than a foot in front of where she landed, she smirked, talking to seemingly no one about wanting to know who the boss was.

Before her, a bridge presented her a choice; a stone branch of life that would change hers in countless ways should she decide to cross. And with her destination somewhat in sight - she could barely see the tip of what she believed to be the tower of the castle definitive of her objective town - she decided that this bridge would be the one lucky enough to be have her wish of its use today.

But, all choices have costs (right? ), and like every decision of life, this bridge, too, had its toll.

Walking slowly across the suspended stone structure, the elf first noticed a man of considerable size walking towards her direction. Usually she would shy off to the side, hoping to avoid confrontation. Today, though, she could walk right into, over, or even through, this halfling without hesitation or remorse. Her green friend, the forest sprite, floated slightly behind the elf, so as to hide her presence until the time of need. Nearing the center of the bridge before the two should met, however, there sat - good God - a dead, armed, Goblin thing. Stopping with a straight, masking un-phased face, she allowed herself a longer inspection on it. Actually, it seemed alive. Well, quite a relief for the elf, though dead or no dead, she figured that it would have attacked her anyway.

With the lamely-positioned creature on the floor and a second person coming from the other side, Tyzrk somehow decided there was no longer a need for her dark-shady spectacles, and grabbed it with her index finger and thumb at the strange hinge of plastic between the two glasses, removing it from her bridge as she was about to with anyone that would stand in her way, and tossing them into the air, only to have it fly off due to the wind, landing into the waters underneath. "I didn't even pay for that one yet!" Her eyes took little time in readjusting to shade-less, pure vision, though at a second glanced it also appeared that the tower-roof that she had seen was actually the top of a distant pine cone tree, off in the woods. Cheap things, they were.

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 Post subject: Re: The Italian Job (Grad, DDR)
PostPosted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 9:17 am 
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Something was amiss. A goblin sitting in the middle of the bridge wasn't a good omen. Never was, never will be. He would've stepped forward when from a distance, he heard load music.

Never was a good omen indeed.

The booming stopped and jump entered an elf. She wore some sort of shades that she threw to the water. Probably a nut-job, he thought. If every person that went to pass a river threw shades in the water, then the rivers would’ve been filled with some sort of a glasses-dam. Things just turned out weirder by the second. There he was, walking, pissed, minding his own business, when on this aged-old Bridge he came upon this circus of a show. This was giving him some headache, making him decide not to pursue further in figuring what was happening. He took a deep breadth and slowly exhaled. It was one of the ways his therapist told him to do to keep his calm. Aside from that, there was counting backwards, but that never really worked.

If he had known better, he would've gone back the road he came and find another route to town. But there he was, prideful of a being, ignorant to the powers that existed before him, and in his mind he argued 'what the heck... what's the worst that could happen?’

And so he continued walking, trying to ignore the things in front of him, turning his head to the side to look at the river where the glasses fell, trying not meet the elf's eyes.

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The halfing and the elf continued towards each other from opposite sides of the bridge, and still the Goblin didn't move. The sign swayed ominously in the wind for a moment, the chain holding it up creaked - it had rusted with age; it had likely been there for a long time. The goblin also seemed to shift in the wind, wobbling back and forth on its perch until it teetered just a bit too far forward and fell to the ground. A loud thump announced its arrival there, yet still it did not move. It seemed the fall had done the small creature in, or perhaps it had died in its recent sleep and that was why it had fallen. At the very least, it wasn't moving anymore. A closer inspection would reveal that it was in fact dead, if anyone cared enough to check on a filthy goblin. Of the troll mentioned on the sign, there was no sign as of yet; perhaps it was still lurking under the bridge like the trolls from children's bedtime stories.

Meanwhile, Melinda was just coming into sight of the bridge herself. She had been walking normally up until it came into sight around the bend; upon seeing the sign and that there were two people already on the bridge, she took a moment to read it and paused in thought. She didn't much fancy a run in with a troll, but she needed to get to the other side of the bridge, so - she might as well use those two as bait to see if the troll materialized, right? She crept along close to the trees on the side of the road closer to the bridge, ready to make a run across the bridge if the opportunity presented itself. Her black clothing wasn't exactly blending in, but she wasn't moving too quickly either so she figured there was a chance she'd go unnoticed. The female child at least was facing the other way; it seemed they were travelling in the same direction. She wondered why a child would be travelling alone.

She came to a stop at the side of the river, crouching slightly and using the bridge itself as cover. She was looking down at the water, if a troll came charging out towards her she needed to be ready for it so as to avoid being eaten. From this distance she figured she should be able to hear anything said between the child and whoever was coming the other way, perhaps learn something about them before they ever laid eyes on her if her presence was still unknown to them. She brought her hand to her waist and drew out her dagger painstakingly slow to be sure it made no noise at it left its sheath, holding its familiar weight in her hand always helped her to relax. She needed to relax; talk of trolls should be enough to make anyone nervous, especially since she didn't have two coins to pay one off and get across the bridge. Maybe she could subdue or kill one of these two and steal two gold off them... but she would cross the bridge when she got to it.

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Drawing closer towards the center of the bridge, Tyzrk kept a closer eye on the approaching man, rather than the idle creature-like thing sitting so contently still on the railing. It was no surprise, to her at least, then, that she had found herself with bow and arrow in hand at the sound and sight of a body falling over just a few feet in front of her. The goblin thing had slumped over on stone face-first, very dead or very soon to it. It was a comet's cycle between seeing one of these particular creatures, which was why she couldn't tell if his skin was too green to declare healthy, or if it was a natural reaction to play dead at freight; she wouldn't be surprised at their hiding tendencies should the later be true. She knew it was a ridiculous thought, and that the goblin race were better than that, but their current representative did not serve their kind reputational justice.

Catching Tyzrk off-guard, the elf instinctively aimed at the seemingly dead body. Giving two seconds - and no more - to see that it was not responsive, she lowered her weapon, her face emotionless throughout the whole ordeal. The thought that someone could have found the body dead and propped the corpse that way to scare some innocent travelers such as herself made her kind of mad, but her high mood was not to be interrupted by a troll - er, goblin, though a troll in some messed up context the elf would never understand. Despite the goblins' small size, it still blocked a good width of the walkway, and she was not about to step over that thing. The halfling neared towards her as well, so Tyzrk took an assertive side-step to the body-free half of the bridge, weapons still in hands, in high hopes that the man will volunteer either waiting or walking over the body himself, so that she didn't have to.

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Melinda peeked around the corner of the bridge and was surprised by what she saw. There was a seemingly dead goblin - which looked as though it had been killed by the child, as well. At least, the child was only then lowering her weapon from the direction of the goblin, anyways. Melinda wasn't sure what had happened, but perhaps the goblin had demanded the toll and this was what it had gotten? Not that she cared about the fate of the filthy goblin, but she figured if there was any way to draw out an angry troll rampage, that was probably it. She waited a few moments, but nothing seemed to happen, so she figured the troll part was likely a ruse. She shifted the dagger in her grip, reversing it and holding it against her forearm to keep it from sight before she stood.

She made her way onto the bridge as quietly as she could, walking towards the two about to meet at the center of the bridge. She had obviously thrown away visible stealth, but that didn't mean she needed to sound like an elephant - or a troll - coming up behind the child. She could see the child was well armed, and even see the curious little fairy thing floating along behind her. The fairy had her eyebrows raising, wondering just why it would want to follow a child. Or perhaps this wasn't just some ordinary child? She peered even closer at the child, taking most of her concentration away from the halfling for now, figuring that as long as the child was between the two of them he wasn't really a threat.

She gripped her dagger tighter, a slight grin finding its way to her face. The weapons that child bore looked to be of amazing quality and would likely sell for quite a bit to the right buyer. She was fairly certain she could find that right buyer as well. She hurried her pace just a bit, still doing her best to keep her footfalls quiet though the increased pace would obviously make it harder to do so. She also erased the grin from her face, putting an intent gaze off to the distant horizon on for now in case either of them looked at her. She wanted it to appear that she was simply in a hurry to get where she was going and the two of them were -clearly- in her way.

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'Lalalalalalala!' he sung a tune on his head as he tried to ignore the elf and goblin in his passing the bridge. He whistled a tune but his lips were too dry from rumbling to himself the whole day that he failed. So instead, he compensated by as if he was trying to blow something in the wind.

Leisurely he tried to walk, glancing at the two in front of him. The elf was walking towards him casually while the goblin was still sitting there, as if dead, shifting with the blow of the wind until... it fell on its face flat and... dropped dead.

'Holy Cows!' he shouted in his head as he jumped back, surprised with what just happened. Was the goblin dead all this time? Was it some illness the killed him? Or was he murdered? Where there external factors involved? Was it a tactical plan to catch travelers off guard and steal from them? Or was this all a prank for some reality TV show to get his epic face reaction? But in all those questions that ran through his head, he knew of one thing - that this was not funny at all. And as if by instinct, he had drawn out his sword and pointed it to the nearest danger that he could find - the elf.

The female elf had also drawn out her weapon, pointing at the dubious corpse that lay in the middle of the bridge. This would be troublesome, he thought. Travelers with weapons were always a hard one to handle. He readied himself, preparing for whatever danger that might suddenly pop out of nowhere. And then, a female popped out as if from nowhere behind the elf. He could not help but to look and be suspicious.

She was, well, covered in black. Very suspicious indeed, he thought. Was it an acquaintance of the goblin? or of the elf? Was she danger? or just some random traveler that just happened to pass by when he was crossing the bridge and at the exact same moment after the goblin had collapsed? So many questions, and he was starting to be impatient. Still, he waited for what might happen next.

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The bow stayed in her grasp, the arrow held dangling from her fingers. The closer she neared the corpse in the center of the bridge, the shorter and her strides became. Her breaths became shorter, in fear she should catch scent of dead body. She tried her best to keep her eyes off of the body’s general direction, though not showing any sort of squeamish emotion. With a great disregard and ignorance to the other person behind her, she kept her pace, keeping Xhercfa behind her, ready to attack at any moment. She approached the man with the goblin as their midpoint. Her not wanting to step over the dead body, had to move over onto his half of the bridge. Hopefully she would have given the message that she wanted the walking man to at least step aside for but a second for her. The bow and arrow dangling in her hands would help her point, or so she hoped.

"Good day." she gave rather simply to the man, hoping for nothing more but to pass by. That "cool" vibe she had going on was temporarily put on hold, so that she could seem like just an innocent passerby with a deadly weapon in her hands, just trying to make it through the woods. Because in a world like this, appearances and initial impressions are everything... right?

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