Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 6:18 pm
OOC: Beginning of Nogare's story. Act like you don't know him. Let's do this... And about time too...
IC: A shadow clomped into the Stock Pot in. With every pace he made, one resounded as if a third boot struck the bright wooden floor. The contrast of his presence against the lightness of the room was clear, though he did not seem self-concious of it at all. He breathed roughly and sat himself with a grunt. A maid asked what he wanted, he merely commented that anything drinkable and not poisoned would be a blessing. She left quickly, undoubtedly taken aback from his reply. The hooded man looked down and ran a finger over his staff, which appeared as a walking stick by its function and its design. It was plain and unattractive. The maid returned with his drink, and he downed it with one gulp, and got up to borrow a room.
That is when he was passing you. With his key tucked away under his sleeve, he bumped into you, and muttered gruffly, "Outta my way, leave me alone," and continued up stairs a ways... before stopping and turning around to look at you.
His face revealed one thing: grim weariness. But he did not look angry. He seemed to be studying you rather than hating you... With that, he passed you the keys, and left the inn... what a strange man... Perhaps you should find out what it is with him... or maybe find out why he gave you the key... who was he?
IC: A shadow clomped into the Stock Pot in. With every pace he made, one resounded as if a third boot struck the bright wooden floor. The contrast of his presence against the lightness of the room was clear, though he did not seem self-concious of it at all. He breathed roughly and sat himself with a grunt. A maid asked what he wanted, he merely commented that anything drinkable and not poisoned would be a blessing. She left quickly, undoubtedly taken aback from his reply. The hooded man looked down and ran a finger over his staff, which appeared as a walking stick by its function and its design. It was plain and unattractive. The maid returned with his drink, and he downed it with one gulp, and got up to borrow a room.
That is when he was passing you. With his key tucked away under his sleeve, he bumped into you, and muttered gruffly, "Outta my way, leave me alone," and continued up stairs a ways... before stopping and turning around to look at you.
His face revealed one thing: grim weariness. But he did not look angry. He seemed to be studying you rather than hating you... With that, he passed you the keys, and left the inn... what a strange man... Perhaps you should find out what it is with him... or maybe find out why he gave you the key... who was he?
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Nogare's Profile
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"Not everyone wants a hero." -- Macil Nassos
We never know what legacy we'll leave
Some promises are impossible to keep
It doesn't matter what happens. I'll find the answers I'm looking for.
Keep head down and away. None can know. It's a secret from everybody.
Why can't they see what's right under their noses?!
So am I the answer or am I the master, hmm?
Nogare's Profile
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"Not everyone wants a hero." -- Macil Nassos
We never know what legacy we'll leave
Some promises are impossible to keep
It doesn't matter what happens. I'll find the answers I'm looking for.
Keep head down and away. None can know. It's a secret from everybody.
Why can't they see what's right under their noses?!
So am I the answer or am I the master, hmm?