» D&D - Dark Sun: Region of Ankanta, This is where it all start now...

[The Ubbergeek]

The morning.... Imperious as ever, the crimson sun rises over the land... A quiet wnd was coming from the mountainous distant west, cool - by athasian standarts.

The city awakens slowly, as catarians tend to need some time to 'warm' and wake up, lazy cats. The slaves first in their pens, another day of work. The traders, too; work may start as soon as the slaves's, by the sunrise. And the farmers too (Ankanta had a good herbalism economy).

Amongst the places who warm up, was the arena by the rough center of the walled city, where gladiators fight frequently for both glory and mere survival. Soon enough after a drab 'blood rice porridge' (nasty but healthy feeding) for the slave ones, they would have the morning lessons and training.

There was also the palace of the Sorcerer-Queen (well, Princess), albeit ,warming up' is.. ironic there as 'sleeping'. For only in her mind remains a fire of 'life', her body dead parched meat since ages... Restless. And so her servant, sibbling *and* consort, the fallen Prince, Ryohei. Soon, they would greet high templars, officiers of soldiers and other civil workers of upper ranks for daily affairs in the throne room. Even 'gods' have work.

And there was finaly one traders house, House Baruka, specialy. The head of the trading house was programing a rather ambitious and potentialy highly profitable trade travel involving a triangular path and a few places, and was working hard to realise it's departure very soon.

The day would be busy.

[hobopew]

Jinn awoke and looked out to the sun, as its amber glow warmed his scaley skin, his blood began to warm and he felt awake, he looked down and thought "Today i'll get a job and some money" Jinn smiled he had a good feeling about the day, he stood up on the roof he was sleeping on and hopped downt ot he streets,

As he hit the floor gently his made little sound, as he knew that the catarians where nasty if awoken to early, and he didn't feel like a cat fight today, he began wandering down to the market place to try and find some fruit, or breakfast.

As he did so he pulled out his gold pouch, the recent days had been unfortunate and no one wanted a mercenary body guard or even a escort, ironicly enough the catarians disliked dragon folk or it might of just been him, he tried to be nice but seemed to just anger people. His nature kept him busy as he said what needed to be said.

As he headed to the market place he kept an eye out for any Rogues or people that wanted to mug maime or plain disrupt his morning.

[Tohma]

Wondering in out of the misty darkness as the sun slowly rose out of the horizon framing the weary half-elf as he stumbled into the new town.

Pulling out his coin bag and weighed it in hand, sighing at the lightness of the contence Kelderion started to look for the nearest tavern perhaps there would be some early morning drinkers that need to be relieved of there gold.

[hobopew]

After Jinn had had his early morning fruit and fish, which he thought was an odd stereotype for cat people, he headed for his prefered Tavern.

He got there within moments and opened the door, he smiled at the barkeep and gave him a small wave, with what little he himself had left he though he might as wel spend it on some beer.

He took up a corner booth and paid his fee's for a day of drinking he could go a few more days without food enough to get him some money at least.

He looked around the darkened early morning tavern and saw little to no one, he saw a half elf and wondered why he was here, elves didn't like ale so he heard, but his mind wandered to the fact that he might get or get no bussiness throughout the day

Jinn waved the bartender over and asked "Why is a half elf in here?" He knew this was a odd question him being a dragonblood in a cat city, but rumor he heard was that the elves and cat people hadn't been getting on lately

[The Ubbergeek]

A faded, mature-aged catarian woman came to the table. She was wearing a traditional day robe of grey, her hairs and tail and ear fluff having a darker tone. She was still somewhat attractive, the tavern waitress.

-What can I offers you? Firefruits wine? Sake?

[hobopew]

Jinn smiled and looked the woman up and down, even wine is better aged he thought, then shook it from his mind, cataran prisons were only as good as an ork mating dance. With that thought Jinn shuddered but maitained his smile "Erm Whiskey please m'dear. Perhaps you can also tell me why a half elf is in the tavern, seeing as cataran and elf arn't ....on the best of terms? As well do you think i'll get any bussiness for a mercenary today?" Jinn knew his last question was not that important but wanted to try and hide the political question in the middle.

[Tohma]

Walking up to the lady behind the bar he blatantly ignored the other patron.

"A glass of the house ale if you would." He asked, he might of been a half elf but he was also half human and could handle his liquor quite well.

"Your kind isn't that welcomed here either or so I've heard." Kelderion sneered still not looking at the dragonblood next to him.

[hobopew]

Jinn growled at the cockyhafl elf and retorted "No one likes dragonbloods, its who we are, besides my race hasn't done anythignt o offend the catarians personally." Jinn sat back and swung his heafty boots onto the table, which in turn launched his whiskey to him. Jinn easily grasped the bottle and began drinking, never taking his eyes off the half elf.

"So what are you doing here half elf?" Jinn asked after a alsmot awkward pause, the bar was still empty witht he exception of staff Jinn and the half elf.

[Tohma]

"Me?" he asked casually, wondering what the creature was up to. "I'm just a wonderer passing on through to nowhere."

He turned to face the stranger and leaned against the bar, hand hanging loosely by his sides ready if anything where to happen.

[hobopew]

Jinn chuckled and drank some more of his whiskey and stared at the half elf for a while sizing him up what equipment and what he could be many proffesions and titles people give themselves, but if he is what he could say he was he could be dangerous.

"So you on the dark path to nowhere, no tagert in mind no goal at the end of your tunnel?" Jinn kept his pircing eyes on the half elf, and let his eyes go draconic at that distance it would be hard to see any change in his eyes and hoped he wouldn't notice Jinns cautious eyes ready to move at any time, although he tried to sit himself as relaxed as he could, and the whiskey helped

[Tohma]

"The end of my tunnel will ultimately lead me to my death, but I am hoping to delay that for as long as possible." He answered the man taking in his calm appearance.

Moving his left hand away from his knife, Kelderion walked up to Jinn with drink in hand and causally sat down with him.

"And what of your destination my friend? Where does your journey seem to be taking you?" the half elf asked before taking a drink of his ale.

[hobopew]

Jinn mused up to the ceiling rubbing the stubble on his chin, he wasn't really thinking about his future but put on the decoy of looking like he was. "Now thats a question for the hand of fate"Jinn put his boots back under the table and placed his whiskey bottle oon the table.


"Personally, im after the scum sucking sons of an ork that killed my parents. Other than that i'm just putting my....talents, to good use" Jinn kept a never blinking eye on the half elf watching his reaction and body language. "So why did you pass through here, shouldn't you be putting off death in a more.... allied city?" he made sure he chose his words carefully

[Tohma]

"Allied? Where do you think a banished half elf is going to find allies?" he chuckled into his glass.

If anything Jinn seemed to have a good sense of humor if nothing else.

"Being half human doesn't put me in good stead with the elves and being a half elf doesn't put me in good stead anywhere else." Kelderion explained to the whisky drinker.

[hobopew]

Jinn ebgan to laugh heartily to his company and raised his glass and said "Aye, and who would rather have a war mongerer over a half elf " He chuckled to himself and drank whilst trying to contain his laughter and continued "At least i spose i can get a few good deals with me being what i am" He chuckled some more and asked once more "So why stop here of all places? Or are you plannign to leave before the morning scratch?" Jinn asked watching him still with a smile.

[The Ubbergeek]

The waitress had left with the commands, and returned minutes later. A mug of a straw yellow ale and a glass of a pure, clear liquor that smelled quite of alcohol and a sweet, ricey flavour. The local lands grow well wheat (by athasian standarts), and there was a rare breed of rice adapted to this waning land.

-Wheat ale and distiliated rice spirit - 'rice brandy'. One ceramic coin for the ale, one and half for the spirit...

She continued, with a mysterious, quiet smile...

-We take good money from anyone as long they pay well, and watch their manners...