RP:Ending Diyuir's Slavery Business

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Diyuir :: The sun was high above the lands of Xalious on the cool, frost-fall afternoon. The world seemed to sleep lazily as only a few song birds and travelers made their presence known. Beneath the sky sat an amazing natural wonder. The Xalious tree. The forty-foot giant rested deep rooted into the Earth and brimmed with life as the blue aura that leaked from the entirety of the structure cause man to stand in awe. Beneath the tree on the other hand; A strange figure stood. The being was not the height of a man yet not of a Dwarf. On his person he donned heavily plated armor that shielded him from head to toe and a strange object would make itself extremely present. A white Ivory mask that was clung to the beings skull tightly by red-satin straps that kept his visage well hidden. A well-forged steel blade held at the mans hip and had engravings of Xalious himself written about them and lastly upon his back sat a self fletched bow that was made with such admirable craftsmanship that it looked as though the weapon itself was breathing. This being was Diyuir Vontiur. The Wood Elf Marksmen of the Sage. He stood patiently without so much as a single word in wait as the sound of footsteps and rolling wheels caught his ears causing them to raise in a swift manner. The man stared from behind his mask and examined the head of the crew a short and sturdy looking Dwarf man. He knew this one from one of his previous slave dealings. Yet as he eyed the rest none of them came to mind. From behind the Ivory mask a cold emotionless voice slipped through and carried sound waves to the ears of the newcomers. "So you have come. More than I expected I'll be honest. Have you brought the gold we spoke of?"

Kain nodded, then came to a stop about twenty yards from the masked slaver. Releasing the cart he had been pulling, he extende his arms out and back, motioning for the others to form a 'V' with him at the point. reaching into the cart, he lifted out two sacks and walked halfway to the man, where he dropped the first. "Here be 20,000 gold." He then dropped the other sack. "An here be another 20000 gold in coin."

Kain dropped 20000 gold.

Kain dropped 20000 gold.

Kain turned and walked back to the cart, retrieving a rather large bundle which he hiosted onto his shoulder, then picked up a third bag of coins, before walking back to the halfway point. Tossing down the sack, he said, "Another ten thousand in coin, the agreed upon price." Then dropped the bundle on top of the bags, adding, "An here be somethin' extra ta help start yer new legitamate buisness. But if ye be wantin' ta walk outta here with the coin, 'n not a flight 'o arrows in ye. Then ye be comin' ta this pile 'n removin' yer mask, as a sign that ye be goin' legit. Then ye makes an oath ta never again kidanp, enslave, 'r sell another person. Once that be done, ye have no fear 'o me, in so long as ye leave me family be."

Nikita walks into the area, standing her tallest she could of a five foot even height. Her hair was up in a bun with her blue highlights hanging bout freely. Her attire was a bit sensual, ranging from a what seems a white leather bodice with the top laces undone to reveal her breast slightly. This was in affect because of the inside places made her sweat, she was trying to cool off. The ice stark white wings moved ever so gently behind her in a silent like melody of wind brushing upon ones flesh. Her eyes would seem different colors as the light would touch them. Each being her hair would be a different color, but the blue highlights would always remain. Those eyes caught sight of the gold being handed out, and a rather large cart behind another that was being gestured to accept the gold coins. This caused a frosty brow to lift in curiosity, she remembered the dwarf from early, speaking to her about slavery. It hit, this is the place and moment he was speaking about. Completely intrigued she sat down on the cold ground to further watch, once done the are would freeze up even more so, and grow frost. In some places there would be icicles. "hmm.." Vibrated out from her throat and out between grey lips.

Kain dropped 10000 gold.

Kain dropped 22 Mammoth Pelt.

Kain dropped 7 Ivory.

Kain nods to Nikita as he moves back to the cart. "It be yer decision, slaver."

Tifra drifts out of formatoin her green eyes calm and cold as she moves out and to the side untell she blucks any retreat westwerd. She dose not trust the slaver and douts this will work but it is not her gold so what dose she care buy him of or kill him ether way the trade will be stopped and she can return to the blessed cool of the mounten.

Veriun seems to fade in from nothingness. as if a veil od air was swept from his figure. standing in a rather casual pose upon a branch of the tree. gazing down at the scene with an objective expression. dressed in his rather odd armor, the technologic appentages gleaming silver just as his strange stringless bow does. white hair and wings glisterning. his posture and expression making him seem unexpectedly laid back considering the situation. "oho. seems you've got it all tought out quite troughly, kain." the avian states in an observationative tone. it was a statement. nothing more.

Diyuir watched each of the people before him with little interest yet when the sound of gold smacking the ground came too a wide smile spread across his face. He listened to the Dwarf the best he could; having trouble understanding the accent yet he got the gist of what the man wanted. Diyuir reached into his bag and pulled out a large coil of rope and moved towards the items. Quickly tying a knot around the three bags of gold he lay the rope on the ground for a moments time. Heavily armored hands reached back to the back of his cranium as he pulled off his Guardians-War helmet and then slowly untied the red-satin straps. Pulling the ivory mask from his face it revealed a perfect complexion of a Wood Elf. His soulless gray eyes held nothing of interest yet the tattoo across his right optic gave away the location of his beloved home: Sage Forest. The man slid the mask casually into his bag as he grabbed the rope before him and hoisted it over his shoulder lifting the rather heavy bags. A shadow rushed over the chainbreakers and Diyuir himself and a loud screech could be heard above. If they were to glance up they would see an astonishing sight. A legendary Roc flew high above the five men and women seated below and the massive bird slowly began to descend upon them. Finally taking its landing on the ground behind Diyuir the Wood Elf moved to his mount and tied the gold to the unusual looking saddle upon the creatures back. As he moved towards the people again in order to take the Ivory and Mammoth Pelts he began to speak in the same cold tone. "You have my word that the slave trade of Hollow will stop from my end. Yet you have no promises from me of what others do. I will stop the Gears from kidnapping and selling those with beating hearts. Yet I shall not be held responsible for what others I am not associated with do." After a few minutes the man finished loading up all of the given objects as he turned back to face the people. He took in the sight of Veriun and simply smirked. Yet as his eyes rolled over Tifra it was something about the female that disgusted him yet he couldn't place a finger on it. Nikita on the other hand received a coy wink from the Slave Driver before he finally fixated his attention to Kain. "What honor I have has held up on our dealings. I have captured no other slaves and am trying to conceal my contract with Lord Helich now. He knows not my name or face so I feel it will be easier than need be." Diyuir gave the group a final look over before moving back towards his Roc. "You were wise to do the dealings in this way Sir Dwarf. Else things might of been bloody." A smile formed as the Wood Elf climbed upon his Roc and began to ascend into the Air. A sudden shift in movement caused unease amongst the Xalious tree and nearly three dozen cloaked figures moved from the enormous wonder and fled out towards the Meadow to the South-West. Gears. As the Slave Driver flew into the distance a screech could be heard. Diyuir had kept his part of the bargain and would now pursue a different profession, though it was doubtful to be much better than the driving of slaves.

Diyuir picked up 50000 gold.

Diyuir picked up 7 Ivory.

Diyuir picked up 22 Mammoth Pelt.


Kain nods. "Ye did what I asked, 'n I be a man 'o me word." Turning to the others, he nodded, then looked at Veriun. "All recorded?"

Veriun bows his head confirmingly "Without any proper effort either." he says and jumps down from the tree. and dispite the height, lands without any problem. a low 'thump' all that was heard. walking over the area at a slow pace. thowring only a half hearted look at the sky after the roc. "And here i tought this would be a noticable event."

Tifra growls softly "He smelled bad."

Nikita chuckles and shakes her head the coy wink presented towards her. "No chance. No touchy." She would say to the male before he took off. Thusly, the female fae sootd up and moved up to Kain. "So..this..was the slave trade thing you were speaking of? Didn't seem so exciting honestly. I still don't see the harm in slavery." She shrugs, look at the one to record stuff. Remembering him from the tavern and the rat girl. A chant of her head is presented to the avian. A look of oddity towards the feline, who was interesting as well. Yet, her eyes looked upon the avian male again. Lofting her brow, and a smug smile sweeping across her lips. She would observe this avian for a bit, until Kain needed to speak with her.

Kain chuckled. "Mebbe not so excitin' as ye thought, but I be thinkin' he be opposed ta slavery, now that his face be known, and his vow be recorded. He knows he'll be the first target folk'll go after should another person be kidnapped 'n sold inta slavery."

Veriun wears his mysterious smile. and raises an eyebrow at the faerie watching him. nodding breifly as to acknowlage her presence before returning his gaze, which seems to see beyond even this world. "Perhaps. I know for experience that it is far from certain bet to assume. Don't hope too much. Might soon have another likewisely troubeling buisness on your mind." he says. not sounding quite as serious as he should.

Kain said to Nikita, "Don't see the harm in slavery, 'least not until someone clamps a collar 'round yer neck 'n auctions ya off ta the highest bidder. Ye be a pretty thing too. I'm sure ye'd sell fer quite a pile 'o gold coins."

Nikita shrugs her shoulders, "If they can catch me that is. As for collar, I could break out of it easily, Shrink." She giggles, tilting her head at the avian. Looking him over again, "What are you wearing?" She gestures to her eyes as in asking bout his goggles.

Veriun points at the goggles with a raised eyebrow. "These? For protecting my eyes." he says in a explaining tone. "Helps in storms and strong winds."

Nikita looked at you.

Nikita tilts her head, "What if frost and ice cracked them?"

Kain shrugs. "Aye, shrinking might work, might not. Best not ta find out the hard way how stubborn them magic collars be, lass."

Veriun shrugs. "They're easily repaired within a matter of moments."

Nikita said to you, "I'm pretty stubborn too, I have a silver tongue. I can talk my way out of things. Still..sometimes being a slave is the best life for someone who is poor and gets bought into a wealthy home."

Nikita tilts her head again, moving close to the avian, leaving about a foot from them. "What if you don't have those few moments?"

Veriun smiles self ironicly "I'll just not use them."

Nikita chuckles, "What is your name avian, I like you. You can keep up with my twisted self."

Kain nods. "That be true at times, dependin' on the owner. Still, it be one thing ta be a servent, 'n quite another ta be a piece 'o property ta be used up 'n tossed out, only ta be replaced with someone else who been kidnapped."

Veriun bows playfully submittively. making a gracefully gesture. "Veriun Ze'thra. known to some as the watcher."

Tifra thinks the ice fey rather silly and clueles but keeps her own counsle, "Kain am I needed or may I go?"

Kain said to Tifra, "Ye kin go lass. Thank ye fer being here ta see 'is face. Good huntin' ta ye."

Nikita taps her chin, "I think I'd be too much fun and entertaining to get tossed to the side. Still..me being a slave. I'd probably be forced to cook and have babies." Shivers at the thought of kids. "even though if I was sold, I don't think many could gather up the gold for me. I'm a rare find, only frost fae in these lands. Only fae I have noticed too, I've seen pixies just not other fae's yet." She had never been around much slavery, so the whole thing was new to her. A sort of game, catching Veriun bow. She chuckled to herself, fluttering her wings to lift herself into the air to curstie. Than dropping herself back down, "Nikita Lavina. I heard you being reffered to as teh Watcher earlier."

Tifra bows, "And to you Master Chainbraker," gives Kain a small teasing smale and pads off.

Tifra exits north.

Veriun grins slightly and nods. "Such is my curse." he says, tought doesn't comment on her words to Kain, deeming it needless to intrude.

Kain utters, "I don't care if ya set her free or use her as yer personal whore, so long as yer gold is good." He shudders. "I don't wanna think 'bout what might be tryin' ta make babies with ya, or how brutal they be in tryin', lass."

Nikita looks the avian up and down, "Why is such a curse?" To the dwarf, the twisted fae couldn't help but to laugh. "I doubt any slave traders would anyways..what are you to do now Kain?"

Veriun simply states in a two short words. "Complicated history."

Kain shrugs. "Try ta git work in Larket as a blacksmith, 'n watch as Dawn 'n Veriun continue ta grow more 'n love. Watch as Violet grows up." He chuckles, "Keep explorin' the world as I kin."