1. Hawkflesh

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    The running and the cold night are had woken Hawkflesh up and as he watched in grim silence as his new companions did not seem to either want him nor be rid of him he felt the thick malaise of his drunken stupor leave him somewhat and harsh reality bombarded his temples. The pipe smell got him...
  2. Hawkflesh

    Hey you, you are finally awake

    He had taken the axe of one guard, a simple thing but effective. Rinn was quiet and skilled, he was thankful for this. Few people in life were reliable and he reasoned that together they may take all of them if they were so separated as the guards. Of course he wanted revenge. Hawkflesh was a...
  3. Hawkflesh

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    "Good, good..." He patted his body down as if looking for something but he wasn't, he was just idling. Took a step, almost lost his balance but caught it. "Good!" Something in his mind, some animal part of him recognized the unsteadiness of his social situation and it got his hackles up. You...
  4. Hawkflesh

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    It took him a whole twelve agonising seconds to stand in between muttered swearing and the most pathetic half-hearted laughter anyone had ever heard. "Yeah, that's me..." The words came in late reply to whoever was listening and as soon as they passed his lips he'd forgotten what was said to...
  5. Hawkflesh

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    *Gods below please let her kill me!* She just thudded him and held him tight up against the wall, mind you she looked sturdy enough to break his bones if she wanted. They listened as the booters left and the alley fell quiet and the insinuation followed. Not that the scars didn't work for him...
  6. Hawkflesh

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    He couldn't talk, not while running, not while listening to the chatter. At least not very well. "Me?" Indignation was in his throat. "I'm not... telling them... where we're... going!" He wasn't sure if the booters could hear them but he thought it daft to declare the plan, just running was...
  7. Hawkflesh

    Private The Gods feast

    "Thank the stars for that," Hawkflesh visibly relaxed a bit, at least he could say the whole of what he meant. and be understood although the question of them coming with him to Kuuga was a bit out of pocket. "Thank you." Swiftly he took the bowl and held it in his own hand then stood looking...
  8. Hawkflesh

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    Stumbling a crash out the back door and into the alley, red cloak wrapped so tight about him it all but bound him up, Hawkflesh fell against the wall, leaning hard on his shoulder for balance. An unwelcome burp sent the bile to the tip of his throat. "Scuse me but..." But the knights and the...
  9. Hawkflesh

    Private The Gods feast

    He was tired and hungry and far too sober to want to deal with more cryptic zealots but despite it Hawkflesh kept his calm, for now. He craned his neck and tried to smile, it did not work. „You smell like one of us.“ What in dirt and death did these people mean by that? "Forgive, I do not know...
  10. Hawkflesh

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    Hawkflesh had managed a single swig before the whistles started and he knew the Watch or some such would be in there taking him away from his precious booze in no time so he up ended the bottle and turned a sip into a prolonged chug. The absurd noises he made brought shame to all Elf kind...
  11. Hawkflesh

    Private The Gods feast

    It took him longer to get to the site than he remembered and when he got their he saw the strangers rummaging about. Letting out a long held sigh that seemed to start from the bottom of his boots he cursed himself again for having left his sword behind. They looked homeless, he himself had no...
  12. Hawkflesh

    Private The Gods feast

    "Easy, easy, you're still hurt bad. The bowl?" His mind affirmed it, he had forgotten all about the thing, it ceased to matter in the presence of Kuuga's injuries. "I must have left it in the graveyard. Where it fell." She had used it to "feed" the thing that she summoned, perhaps it was...
  13. Hawkflesh

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    The door opened and Hawkflesh saw anarchy as he entered the Keel and Caulk. Not that he knew the name, only that drink was served and he had coin to spend on it. He stepped around a woman in armour being assisted by a very strong looking woman with horns making only the briefest of eye contact...
  14. Hawkflesh

    Private The Gods feast

    "Habit." A half truth. What started as a practical need for it to be close by had manifested itself as a type of paranoid reliance on its presence. Even in safety he reached for it, the comfort of its weight and warmth of his hand on the grip. "... mostly. I need to be ready in case I wake up...
  15. Hawkflesh

    Private The Gods feast

    Sleep, that endless nothing. Hawkflesh woke with a startle and for a moment was no longer in the small shrine of wood and stone but the forest, he'd delayed too long. Stayed when he needed to move and now he had doomed himself, Kuuga and any other soul unfortunate enough to be close. Then his...
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