Ravenloft (Gothic & Romance) [Accepting]

[LittleStarWolf]

Kijana Joka
"I come of my own accord."Kijana simply says as he looks down for a second. He watches as the other lady takes the coins he offered to Marle. It seemed they were close so he didn't mind and he did have plenty, as he said, more of where they came from. He thought about saying more of his story but he chose not to, not knowing this people or who they were workers of. He wasn't super powerful but the dragon of the isle tended to fear anyone who was not under his command and Kijana defiantly wasn't under his command.

(in bed for the night)

[Derelict Draught]

: Ayra :

Witchcraft. Ayra's eyes perk up at the word. Now Ayra truly smiles as she lets out a laugh. "You truly fear the opinion of these people. You are almost as bad as Marle. The future can't be much worse than the present. After all, I am stuck with captain spares-a-lot." Ayra follows her gaze to the nearby table. "Besides, if they try anything we have big strong Marle and lizard boy to protect us."

Marle

Marle lets the girls talk. It will do Ayra some good to talk with another girl for once, especially an elf. "So a dragonkin of free action. Your dragon must be quite kind." Marle finishes the scotch and signals for the keeper to bring him another. The man brings it to him quickly. "How long?" Marle leans towards the man. "First thing in the morning, its easier to take them then, the gypsy is weakest then." The man walks off almost skipping. He'll be up all night waiting on the men.

[LittleStarWolf]

Kijana Joka
Kijana almost laughed out loud and had a hard time swallow the gulp of root beer he had just taken. Kind was a far fetched word for the dragon of the isles. No, he was not kind at all, more like a giant ruler who love to sit on his throne and shout orders all day. He feared through bulk more than power, through money more then happiness, and through history more then present. O he made many fear him but he was stupid and most rejected him silently such as Kijana did. Yes Kijana did reject him, but no Kijana was not stupid and was not about to say something bad about him when he didn't know who was listening.

(okay seriously last post)

[Derelict Draught]

Marle

Marle smiles understanding more than Kijana would suspect. "So where are you headed to? Are you being led by some greater force as our friend has suggested?" Marle intended no offense to either member. The appearance of both a gypsy and a dragonkin at almost the same moment was bizarre. Especially considering that the pair didn't seem to know each other. There are many questions that Marle would like to ask but, despite the scotch loosening his tongue, he wouldn't risk it with so many unknown ears.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Elenwen sighed, "As you wish." she muttered a quick word and then rythmically began to lay the cards out on the table, one by one, her eyes closed, yet still they formed perfect lines. Reading the fortune of someone else was harder than your own. Elenwen began to chant as she lay the cards out before her. The candle lights flickered and most died, the fire went out with a great sputtering gasp and a moaning wind somehow filled the room. Elenwen began to sing, her hands palm up on the table and her eyes still closed as she sang. The odd wind whipped her hair around her, her bells gingling anf her sashes dancing. The card slide across the table, shuffling themselves as the went. The men at the other tables and around the bar all have fearful looks in their eyes but seem almost frozen. Elenwen's eyes flared open and her chant froze. All was silent until she spoke "Pick a card."

[Derelict Draught]

: Ayra :

Ayra watches in, well excitement, as the candles suddenly blow out. Pick a card. Ayra grins like a kid in a candy shop as she draws a card. Without looking at the card she places it on the table before the gypsy. "So is that all it takes?" Ayra looks at the card on the table curiously. The card lies face down waiting for the gypsy to flip it. In her mind Ayra is jumping up and down in her seat.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Elenwen flipped the card and looked down at it; the Queen of Spades. She looked the card over, maybe she would be able to think now, her head seemed to be back. This card seemed to almost change before her, the spades seemed more like teardrops then spades and the queens face looked sad. "You will meet a woman lost in her own gre-" Elenwen paused for a moment, some other force directing her mind for a moment, her words seemed to echo even before they hit the air "her own greif, lost, and trying to find what is found. Follow her will, find what is sought and find your path." Elenwen closed her eyes and shook her head, looking up at the others as the lights flickered back to their full. "W-what did I say?"

[LittleStarWolf]

Kijana Joka
"Nah, I'm just a wanderer, travelling where the wind blows."Kijana says with a bit of a sharp reply, then he turns around to watch the gyspy do her magick. He believed in magick for he was made of it and what the gyspy was doing, you couldn't do unless it was in your blood.

[Derelict Draught]

: Ayra :

Ayra scowls disappointed with the fortune. "You will meet a woman lost in her own grief. Is that the best you can do?" Ayra turns from the woman, starting to be glad she hit her in the head and wondering if it would feel good to do it intentionally. "You put on that show to tell me that I'm sitting across from you? Thats pitiful." A few of the patrons can't help but laugh softly, they do their best to conceal it though.

Marle

"I see. Thats as good a path as any." Marle joins the dragonkin in watching the gypsy work. Something felt off about the woman as she gave the fortune. When the woman seems to be in a stupor after the reading, Marle rises to his feet. Ayra criticizes the woman openly before the room. Marle puts his hand on the straggler's shoulder. "Stop." Marle then approaches Elenwen. "Ignore her, thats just not what she had expected. Are you alright? You sounded drained at the end there."

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Elenwen gave an almost cruel smile as she shuffled the cards back into the deck "Mock it now but remember this when it comes to pass." she nearly sang the words. She then turned to Marle, shoving the cards back into their pouch. "Yes, I'm fine, I just need some rest." she muttered, rubbing her head and looking to the stairs. Most of the time she would have stayed in her caravan or slept out with the horses but that was all gone now. She shook her head sadly and got to her feet.