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Feb 18, 2010 15:46:26 GMT -5
Post by Zaku on Feb 18, 2010 15:46:26 GMT -5
It is mid summer in Zagreb the capital of the Croatian territories. The Gorjanski family has ruled as ban in excess for many years. The market flows in good but the guards are strict and often beat the peasants and merchants. The air is often apprehensive as fear of the guards as well as the high taxes have everyone on edge. The year is 1400 and history is about to be changed.
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Feb 18, 2010 16:09:11 GMT -5
Post by Christi on Feb 18, 2010 16:09:11 GMT -5
A young peasant woman made her way through a crowded square, keeping a nonchalant watch for an easy mark to steal a few coins from to be able to afford her next meal. It was often difficult for her not to draw suspicion to herself, along with prejudices for that matter. She was a Tiefling, one with demon blood in them, and her appearance showed it. Even with wearing a cloth kerchief to hide the small horns that curled out from near her forehead, there was still the light red pigmentation of her eyes and the darker spots that flecked the skin of her shoulders, neck and the sides of her face. It was for that reason that she had left her hometown of Colwyn Bay in Wales, attempting to make a new life for herself in a city that she had heard would be more accepting of her heritage. So far, she had faced only difficulties, though she had hopes that it would change for her.
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Feb 18, 2010 16:36:29 GMT -5
Post by Zaku on Feb 18, 2010 16:36:29 GMT -5
The marketplace is bustling with activity. There are stalls set up on either side of the street. People shop, browse, and haggle for goods. Sergeants walk up and down the street watching the merchants and looking for pickpockets.
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Feb 18, 2010 16:43:13 GMT -5
Post by Christi on Feb 18, 2010 16:43:13 GMT -5
The young woman kept a watch on them. If she were caught out at pickpocketing, it would cause a great deal of trouble for her. She could always try the 'accidental bump' and grab ploy, but no doubt they'd had experiences with that one before. She might have an easier time of it if she joined in to a bunched up crowd around one of the more popular stalls. With all the jostling of people trying to get by or chose an item before someone else, they might not notice right away if she were to slip their coin purse on them. It would give her a chance to seem as though she were simply perusing the goods as well, hopefully enough so that it wouldn't draw too much attention to herself. She kept her eyes peeled for a more crowded stall as she made her way through the crowd, trying to seem as though she was merely looking to see what goods the merchants were selling.
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Feb 18, 2010 16:55:54 GMT -5
Post by Zaku on Feb 18, 2010 16:55:54 GMT -5
She notices up ahead a merchant and Sergeant arguing off to the side. A little girl runs up to the stall. She has cat ears and a tail. She's another Demi Human like the woman. She couldn't be more than 3 or 4. She runs up to the stall and grabs an arm full of apples greedily. She scuttles off as the Merchant notices her theft. She runs through the crowd looking over her shoulder before running into the woman, dropping her apples.
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Feb 18, 2010 17:08:41 GMT -5
Post by Christi on Feb 18, 2010 17:08:41 GMT -5
The woman slipped off her kerchief before using it to gather up the apples in, tying it off in a bundle so they wouldn't scatter if dropped again before kneeling down in invitation for the girl to climb up on her back for a piggy-back to help her escape from the Sergeant that the merchant would no doubt sic on the child.
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Feb 18, 2010 17:22:22 GMT -5
Post by Zaku on Feb 18, 2010 17:22:22 GMT -5
The girl is grabbed by the arm and lifted up in the air. She cries out. Two Sergeants where passing by. One a human man with a scruffy brown beard and an Elvan woman with darker skin and silver hair. The man holds up the girl.
"What do we have here? A rotten thief?"
The elvan woman looks at the child.
"It's a child Gregor. Try to be gentler."
He laughs.
"We got orders to kill thieves on sight. We ought to slit the little rats throat and be rid of the thing."
The elvan woman frowns.
"She's just a kid. She doesn't know what she was doing."
"Bah these street rats are smarter than you think."
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Feb 18, 2010 17:34:26 GMT -5
Post by Christi on Feb 18, 2010 17:34:26 GMT -5
"Kind sir, if you'll pardon my saying so, I'm sure the girl meant no harm. She was probably driven to desperation by hunger," the young woman stated, trying to sound as polite as possible.
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Feb 18, 2010 17:40:32 GMT -5
Post by Zaku on Feb 18, 2010 17:40:32 GMT -5
"And you have her stolen goods. You're probably an accomplice. You'll be killed as well thief."
The Elvan woman glares at him.
"We don't have any proof Gregor."
"Your too weak Rosalyn. We can do whatever we want to these Croatians. If they cause trouble we just kill them."
She sighs.
"I will not damn my soul to hell by killing an innocent."
"Insubordination has harsh penalties."
She crosses her arms.
"Better to be killed for dishonoring my masters than burn in hell for eternity."
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Feb 18, 2010 17:45:17 GMT -5
Post by Christi on Feb 18, 2010 17:45:17 GMT -5
"I was simply going to hold on to them until I had a chance to speak with the merchant to pay for them," the woman lied, holding up the bundled apples with a finger so he could take them if he wanted to, "You were too quick to grab the child before I was able to do anything."
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Feb 18, 2010 17:53:40 GMT -5
Post by Zaku on Feb 18, 2010 17:53:40 GMT -5
"A likely story. You street rats lie about everything. Better to just kill a peasant than let you rats take over."
"Stop it Gregor!"
"Shut up! I'll be taking up your insubordination with the commander later."
He looks at the woman.
"Now how about you follow me and we'll get this over with. I may even sleep with you before you die."
The little cat girl bites his arm. The man shouts letting her go. Rosalyn clasps her Gauntlets together and smashes the back of his head knocking him out.
She looks at the woman.
"Run!"
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Feb 18, 2010 17:57:29 GMT -5
Post by Christi on Feb 18, 2010 17:57:29 GMT -5
The woman simply gave a nod to show her thanks, scooping up the little cat girl to get her out of the area as well before making a flee for it.
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Feb 18, 2010 18:01:39 GMT -5
Post by Zaku on Feb 18, 2010 18:01:39 GMT -5
Rosalyn drops to her knees in prayer awaiting capture.
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Feb 18, 2010 18:05:47 GMT -5
Post by Christi on Feb 18, 2010 18:05:47 GMT -5
The woman found a safe area to stop, letting the girl down to catch her breath.
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Feb 18, 2010 18:12:06 GMT -5
Post by Zaku on Feb 18, 2010 18:12:06 GMT -5
She plops herself down on a broken wall.
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