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Tadir · **08-17-2010, 12:35 PM**

Tadir shrugs and watches the two leave. Kicking back in his chair again he places his feet are the bar and leans his head back.

"Could be a story there, seems reluctant to talk about it though..." He muses.

"Maybe I can get something out of the big one."

He shrugs to himself again, takes a sip of his beer, closes his eyes and waits for something interesting to happen.

Shamadconde · **08-17-2010, 05:14 PM**

Shamad thought for a bit as they entered his room. "I have some idea but I don't think I will be able to help them. They might want to get their hands on that artifact I talked about but it was destroyed during the fight." He grabbed Serenla's pack and dumped out the contents. "You know herbs and what not.....what here is illegal?"

Vareal · **08-17-2010, 05:37 PM**

Nedral watched Shamad dump the contents out then began rummaging through them. "Hmmm, do you have any parts of the artifact?" She asked, then came upon three different corked vials. She lifted a vial filled with a murky gray liquid, uncorked it and brought it to her nose. Her nose twitched and she replaced the cork.

"This is a fungi based steroid, though not illegal it is rather potent. It would explain her unusual size." She placed the vial down and grabbed the next, a greenish liquid. Like before, she uncorked the vial and took a whiff. "This is a form of Aloe used to treat, uh, itching or rashes." She quickly set it down.

She picked up the last vial, a clear silky liquid jumbled about inside. She removed the cork, put it to her nose and immediately took it away, turning her head. She coughed and quickly put the cork back on. "Ok, this one is illegal, at least in this region. It's Datura Stramonium, known by many names but most commonly called Devil's Weed." She brought the vial close to her eyes to inspect. "It's often fatal in large doses, however, it's main purpose is a hallucinogen. In small doses it can cause a person to see things they normally wouldn't and, as a by product, it can sometimes be used to recall suppressed memories or, most commonly, the person will spill any secret they may have." She turned her head to Shamad. "Have any secrets you don't want anyone to know?"

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Shamadconde · **08-17-2010, 05:48 PM**

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Shamad watched as she inspected the contents of Serenla's bag. "The artifact no longer exists. I do know the spell it controlled or at least how it worked. It'll take another thousand years for it reform the artifact, if it ever does that is. What is the penalty for that Devil's Weed? If the penalty isn't harsh enough, we could always slip a fairly large dose of it in her food....."

Vareal · **08-17-2010, 05:58 PM**

She pondered Shamad's question. "Well, back in my d-- Many years ago the penalty for such a toxin would have been death, should it be used for malicious purposes. Now, as this type of thing is somewhat more common, a long prison sentence would most likely be involved, but I cannot say for sure." She smiled a bit. "We could administer a large dose to her, should you plan on killing her. But, a small enough dosage mixed with some alcohol might get her to talk, if she has anything to say. It's also worth noting that this is a rather large amount of Devil's Weed and, considering the size and proportions of any Lalafell, this amount could keep one subdued for well over a month, possibly two."

Shamadconde · **08-17-2010, 06:05 PM**

Shamad clapped his hands with glee then winced. "That wasn't the most brilliant thing to do. Let's put everything back except the crazy weed. It doesn't matter if we put it back the way they were in there originally. She isn't the most organized person in the world. I need a nap. That run tired me out along with turning my hair white. I will leave getting the truth out of Serenla to you. I would only be a hindrance to the operation." He toddled over to the bed and lay down.

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Vareal · **08-17-2010, 06:15 PM**

She stood there for a moment as Shamad lay down, then she put the contents back into the bag, pocketing the Devil's Weed. She left the room, closing the door behind her, then went back down to the bar. She moved her way behind the bar, found a small class and a bottle of heavy liquor and poured an amount into the glass. She went back to the table they left Tadir, bringing the bottle and another glass, and sat down, sighing, crossing a leg over the other. "Looks like you might get a story after all, Tadir." She said and took a drink.

Tadir · **08-18-2010, 02:29 PM**

Nedral returns without shamad and says, "Looks like you might get a story after all, Tadir."

Tadir opens his eyes and stairs at the ceiling before asking, "Oh? What makes you say that?"

He takes his feet off the bar and places his glass on the bar. Finally looking at Nedral, Tadir asks, "So is this going to be a story about you or the little one?"

He runs his hand through his hair, wondering for a moment where his hat is.

Vareal · **08-18-2010, 03:43 PM**

Nedral stretched her neck then finished off her drink and poured another one, taking the second a little more slowly this time. "I'm sure it'll be a little bit of both, in due time, however it's just me for right now until that other Lalafell comes back. So if you're still curious about what happened with those slavers, I'd be more than willing to share."

Tadir · **08-18-2010, 03:56 PM**

Tadir perks up at the offer. "Absolutely! Why don't we start at the beginning?"

He leans forward and rests his arms on the bar. Looking at Nedral, he smiles encouragingly.

"How did you end up in a situation that you had to deal with slavers? Set the scene for me."

He smiles.

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Vareal · **08-18-2010, 04:12 PM**

"Hmmm, it was just over a week ago, Luther and I were leaving Ul'dah to head north through the desert to Gridania to eventually make our way to Limsa Lominsa, foregoing traveling with the caravan for a more direct route through the desert." She took a small sip of her drink, then scratching her bruised nose. "On the second day out, we noticed a dust cloud off in the distance that couldn't have been the caravan as they were several leagues east of our position. It took us most of the day to reach the origin of the dust could and we came upon a settlement inside of an old rock quarry. Right away we knew they were slaves working the quarry. We scouted the area, getting as close as we could in the day light. Normally we would have left it alone, not wanting to get involved, but just as we were about to leave I spotted a female Miqo'te that looked familiar to me." She uncrossed her leg and leaned forward, taking another drink.

"Against Luther's protests, I moved in as close as I dared to get a closer look at the Miqo'te." She sighed. "It was my mother."

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SpoilerSo instead of going through everything that happened, I took a part from the short story, editing out parts of it to make it shorter and I'll post it here. Note: Even though Aixa does have a line, it's still OOC knowledge, so ignore it. Also note this hasn't been proof read, so it's a little rough around the edges. Just pretend Nedral explained all this to you Big Grin

Nedral moved quickly and silently across the courtyard, leaving Luther to take care of the bulk of the slaves, towards the small hut on the other side of the quarry. The full moon was high in the sky, partly shrouded by a dark ominous cloud floating lazily overhead, providing her with plenty of shadow to wade through in the wide-open space.

As she came up to the brightly lit hut, she put her back to the side of the wall next to the window and looked around in either direction, making sure there wasnÃ¢Â€Â™t a missed patrol looming about. Satisfied she was alone outside the hut, she carefully peered through the window.

Inside she saw two ruggedly dressed Hyur, a large Roegadyn that nearly put Luther to shame. A tall thing Elezen and a short scruffy looking Lalafell were also in the mix. They were all sitting around a square table, empty bottles and glasses litted the table, laughing and making lewd remarks to and taunting a poor MiqoÃ¢Â€Â™te woman. Nedral instantly recognized the woman as AixaÃ¢Â€Â™s mother.

The large Roegadyn huffed and grabbed her tail, giving it a harsh pull, forcing her to sit in his lap. She let out a yelp as she fell onto him, his large had groped at her breast and he forced his mouth over hers muffling her cry. The otherÃ¢Â€Â™s around the table laughed, finishing off drinks and pouring more. The MiqoÃ¢Â€Â™te fought with the Roegadyn, her arms flailing, hitting a wine bottle and knocking it to the floor with a clatter, spilling it contents.

The Roegadyn fumed and slapped the woman full across the face then threw her violently to the ground. Ã¢Â€ÂœClumsy whore! Clean it up!Ã¢Â€Â The woman sobbed and curled up on the floor. The Roegadyn kicked her in the side, hard, knocking the wind out of her. Ã¢Â€ÂœLick it up!Ã¢Â€Â

As Nedral watched the mistreatment, she began to fill with rage and, fueled by the vast amounts of emotion and anger Aixa was shooting through her body, Nedral went into a blind frenzy. She backed away from the window and walked up to the door. She unsheathed her sword angrily and huffed.

Ã¢Â€ÂœKill them all!Ã¢Â€Â Aixa shouted through her mind.

Using all her might and the force of her small body, she kicked down the door letting out a guttural grunt. The two Hyur were closest and before anyone inside realized what had happened, Nedral had already removed one of their heads with a flash and spray of blood and was on the other one.

The Hyur barely had enough time to unsheathe his sword and parry NedralÃ¢Â€Â™s attack. Nedral nimbly stepped to the side as the Hyur counter attacked. As his sword hit the ground, Nedral quickly disarmed him by brining her sword down on his close to the hilt, then brought her blade up with a flash, slitting his throat.

She was hit from behind and thrown into the wall. She hit hard and let out a grunt. She recovered quickly and turned around in time to block an attack from the Elezen. Be hind the foul smelling man, the Roegadyn flipped the table over, resting on its side, and picked up a large axe. Nedral pushed the Elezen back then with an upward swing, parried the mans oncoming attack and knocking him off balance. She quickly brought her sword down, slicing deeply into his chest, blood spewing forth, hitting Nedral in the face.

She looked up through her bloodied hair at the Roegadyn who stood at the ready and stood up straight, eyeing the large man. She began walking towards him when she was suddenly tripped and fell face first into the wood floor with a resounding crack. Blood pooled out from her nose and it took her a few seconds to recover. When she looked up, she saw the Lalafell scrambling to tie her feet together. She wrestled with the tiny man for a moment before freeing one of her legs. She cocked her leg back and kicked him square in the face, sending him flying into the wall with a thud. She jumped to her feet, moved quickly to the Lalafell and picked him up by his hair. She watched coldly as he flailed about under her fist, his tiny arms and legs a blur. She raised him a little higher then ran her sword through his gut and out his back, severing his spinal cord. He instantly stopped moving, a surprised look spread over his face. She watched him until his eyes began to glaze over then pulled her blade out and threw him violently to the other side of the small room. He hit the ground with a sickening thud as blood poured from his wound.

She turned in time to see an empty wine bottle flying towards her and she reflexively threw up her left hand to block it. The bottle shattered over the back of her hand, cutting deeply, the shards flying past her face causing myriad tiny cuts that began to bleed and run down her already bloody face. The Roegadyn charged her, axe to his side, and swung horizontally at her. Shewas barely able to dodge the large axe as it flew by her and into the wall, burying itself into the wood. She looked down to see a cut across her stomach that, while wasnÃ¢Â€Â™t fatal or overly deep, bled quite profusely. She looked up just in time to see a large fist hit her directly in her noise with another crack, breaking the bruised bone beneath.

She stumbled back, letting out a cry of pain but instead of letting it hinder her, she used it to fuel her rage. She saw the Roegadyn struggling to get his axe of of the wall then ran up to him and bashed him several times in the face with the pommel of her sword. As he reeled back, holding his face, Nedral jumped nimbly onto the handle of the large axe, jumping off it kicking him in the side of the head as hard as she could. He flew to the side and Nedral fell to the floor, landing on her shoulder, her sword clattering on the floor.

Bruised and bloodied, she rose to her feet, picking up her sword. She stumbled slightly then shook away the dizziness that was beginning to settle in. She looked to the struggling Roegadyn who was struggling to get to his feet. She strode over to him, wrapped her hand around his neck and brought him to his feet. She pushed him back into the table. His back bent over the side of the table and he moaned, trying to come back to his senses. Nedral moved to the other side of the table then grabbed a handful of the RoegadynÃ¢Â€Â™s hair, jerking his head back harshly., then put the tip of her blade to the underside of his chin.

Ã¢Â€ÂœYou fucked with the wrong cat.Ã¢Â€Â She said coldly then with all her might, ran the blade up and into his head, piercing the hard bone of his skull and coming out the other side.

She released the sword and stumbled backwards a few steps as the Roegadyn fell to the floor with a heavy thud. She hit the wall and slid down to a sitting position, grateful to be off her feet. She became aware of sobbing to her left and she turned her head to see the MiqoÃ¢Â€Â™te woman in the corner crying, lying in a fetal position, her tail wrapped around her legs. Nedral noticed that a part of the womanÃ¢Â€Â™s tail had been cut off rather recently. Nedral raised a blooded hand towards the woman, the weight of her arm causing her weak body to fall over. She fought to stay conscious and attempted to crawl towards her.

Ã¢Â€ÂœMotherÃ¢Â€Â¦Ã¢Â€Â She said weakly, finally succumbing to the darkness.

Vareal · **08-22-2010, 08:52 PM**

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