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"Oh so the vessel is a human? hahaha, what a disappointment.. I thought he'd show up on a ship in the sky or something...as for the alley, haha, agreed" he takes up his hood "just in case.." he murmurs...



"not sure if he is human... all the legend states is that he will rise above all and be able to claim what is rightfully his... whatever that means" (I must not divulge too much less I expose myself) she thought "the smithy is just a few blocks from where we met while the barber is just beside the inn..."



"he might be half-elf too, huh?" he laughs.."let's visit the barber first but better not walk past the inn, hahaha"



"whatever suits you best old man... you should've taken a longer bath though.... you still reek of the sewers" (better to avoid the inn.. less people... less chance of being spotted)



"what? I reek??? I think it is YOUR cloak that reeks! haha, lead the way.."



"careful of your tongue OLD man less I forget myself and make you into a woman!...hahahahah" *trods off into a dark path heading north*



"make me into a woman.. of course.. whatever, hahahahaha!" *going right behind her imitating her way of walking, slightly laughing*



"in here..." she points at a shabby hut.. "anyone home?" her voice echoing in the small room...



"you don't do this often, do you?" knocks hard at the door "don't you think that's much better than a woman yelling through the streets at night? hehe.."



"I am a woman... I never go to a barber" she playfully jests, sticking out her tongue....



"hm..."



"so... now what?... wanna knock harder or shall we just bust in and break the door?" she mocked



"bust in and break the door of course" kicking the door three times.. "wake up!!! a customer's waiting, maggot-pie!" he yells..



"have you gone mad Lefty?? you'll have every guard in town upon us this way???" she quickly looks around the corner, hoping that nobody heard the clamor the thief made...



*sigh* "great.. another mad man by your side... oh well.." she thought to herself...



"gone mad?" he laughs.. "too late, haha"



"all clear!" she walks inside the barber shop... "but I'll just leave you here while I go and "find" new info about the "stuff" I'm researching... better not look like a goat when I return..."



"hmph...."



*she heads out the door*



"sorry monsiour... what service may I offer you?" the barber said, looking at this odd fellow that just managed to barge in his house..



"this woman drives me mad..." he murmurs "yes MONSIOUR wants a shave and an improvement of his hairstyle but you better not cut off TOO much or else I'll do some cutting!" he takes 2 gold coins out of his beld and shows them to the man "this should be enough"



*at Cassandra's side of town, she began 'hunting' to quench her thirst*



"but can't it wait till morning sir? and 2 gold pieces aren't enough since you did destroy my abode... begging pardon sir..." the lanky barber was hesitating to talk (he was more afraid of his wife than of this stranger since he knew his wife would boot him out because of the damaged door)



"how about 2 gold pieces and your life, small one? and no, it cannot wait.. I am in a hurry, so we better get over this quickly!"



*Cassandra is seen at a bar, drinking away with a tall, dark man.. people were whispering that they might be a couple for the way they sat together seemed like they were lovers*



"sorry dear sir.. I'd rather you take my life than suffer the fury of my very nagging wife..." begged the now kneeling barber...



*he laughs* "how about 1 gold piece and killing your wife?"



"although the thought is quite tempting dear sir... I cannot risk losing the mother of my child... she is with child now.. bearing the fruit of my loins.. I love her despite her sharp tongue... please sir... can you make it 5 gold pieces?"



*Cassandra beckons the man to a room, whispering* "let us leave this place and be alone... to do whatever we wish"



Hits him in the face with the back of his hand "watch out, barber! who do you think you're talking to? 2 gold pieces and no more pain!"



"sir.. please... begging your mercy... I shall do as you wish but please add an extra gold coin.... for my future son..." the beggar cried



*Cassandra slowly undresses in front of the man, who was now stark naked... and begins to dance...*



"I'm sorry, barber, it's just not my day... this strange woman turned up and... but that's none of your business. 4 gold pieces, get to work.. now!!"



"come and dance with me... show me how much you want to be with me tonight.." *cooed Cassandra*



"Thank you very much generous master!!!" the barber suddenly has much gusto in his work as he headed to the other room to get his tools of the trade..

Once back at the house, he opens the door and steps in without hesitation.. "darling, I'm hooome!!!" he yells and starts laughing hard... "oh there you are...." he says laughingly after noticing she was in the same room...



"Don't you dare call me darling old man!" giving Lefty an icy stare...



"uuh, is it getting cold in here or is it just me? hahahaha..."



*hands Lefty a fresh bottle* "here.. just don't get any false ideas about my hospitality Lefty.. I am no saint... make no mistake in that!!!"



"I don't like saints anyway, hehe...well maybe the rich ones with open windows, hahahaha.." *he opens the bottle and takes a sip; afterwards, he takes the shovel apart again and packs it to the rest of his equpment. Then, he collects it all and attaches it to his body... after making sure everything was fitting right, he looks at her and asks* "little lady, is there a blacksmithery in this God-forsaken town?"



"yes... I believe there is.. but I will not go in that dismal town again after what just happened previously.." *eyeing the shovel* "and what have you been up to while I was asleep?" *acting coyly*



"I was digging my treasure, hahaha"



"no treasure here... but... I do know of something..."



"know of something like...a treasure? hehehe" *eyes glittering*



"it was once rumored that deep in this forest.. there is a castle where a vampire once lived..."



"of course... a vampire, hahaha, met lots of them in the past, hahaha, vampires!" *eyes rolling* "Can't you just take me to the blacksmithy? a barber wouldn't hurt either...if he does his job right!" laughing and touching his beard...



"I will... do I have a choice?... but let me hear about your 'encounters' with vampires before I accompany you.." *gets another wine bottle from the cupboard* (thank God this shelf is magicked so it won't run out of liquor) "I'll make it worth your while..." *waving the wine in front of Lefty's face*



"no such thing as vampires in the world; I have seen so far but thank you for the wine, hehe.." *grabs the bottle and opens it*



"but you just said you have met them in your journeys old man? or was that just your natural way of fibbing???" a cold serious look now on her face...



*takes a deep drink.. wipes his mouth and says* "it was a joke; I don't believe in vampires and you're not buying that scary vampire story about the forest, do you? haha, somebody probably made it up to keep people away from something, hehehehe so at least the treasure might be real..." *murmurs*



*she tries very calmly to conceal her anger at the foolish remark the thief made* "no vampires eh?... grrr..." she muddled beneath her breath...



"Can we take our leave now? I thought women liked shopping and visiting barbers, hahaha.. I guess for the coins I have to offer, they won't mind working at night"



"you are far too pushy little man.. but you shall have you way" (as of now.. she thought) "you are a traveller right? have you heard any other rumors of vampires?"



"there are lots of rumours about them, really... but I didn't get to the bottom of any yet.. actually, if you ask me, there's too many rumours about a thing that doesn't exist."



*heading towards the door* "there is a vampire that shall soon awaken in legend... he is bound to be reborn within a new vessel to complete a cycle that is also bound to another vampire... have you heard of this?"



"I have heard something like that.. but I guess whenever people want to scare off children and fools, they come up with a vampire story" *follows her like a dog* "what interests me more there is this vessel.. you have more details about what it would be like?" he laughs really hard...



"ahhh.. the night wind is so cool.. and look. the stars have gone out to light the path..."



"stars..." he murmurs



"the vessel's kinda vague to describe except that he will be an outcast... he will surpass the strength of normal men and that he will awaken by the dawning of the new moon... see? that is just a few days from now..." *sighs heavily*



*nearing town's entrance* "let us take a different alley this nite... *winks*

*suddenly out of the bushes, a band of wandering guards come across Lefty* "There's that bloody thief we've been looking for!!!"



"Uh oh" he stutters *gulps* "hehehehehehe, I'm not an easy catch, fools" he yells and runs around the corner of the house, then he climbs up to the roof of the house, skillfully as a cat and looks for another entrance...



The guards are rushing around the corner of the house looking for the thief. Lefty catches one of them unaware jumping down at him and taking his poleaxe, he stabs the dent of the poleaxe into the back of the guard on the floor; with his last breath, the guard caught the attention of his colleagues... Lefty now stands ready to fight them with the poleaxe he wields now... "Come get some, guard imitators... hahahaha" he yells...



"What was that??" she uttered, quickly grabbing her robe from the floor to conceal her nakedness...



She slowly crept towards the window to see what was the rocus about... "Me thinks Lefty got into TOO much trouble for himself to handle... I'll just watch and see if he can take care of himself..." *snickering*



The two left-over guards speed towards Lefty with their poleaxes. Lefty jumps to the right to evade them and takes one down with the lower end of his poleaxe, landing a blow to the head... then takes on the other one, after a short series of parries, he's able to take out his opponent by piercing through the chestplate of the guard. After a sigh of relief, he kills the uncounscious one on the floor and takes a look around just to be sure there's no more of them...



"Darn it.. that ended faster than I hoped it would..." she quickly hustled to the next room in hopes he wouldnt notice she was just by the window eyeing his battle skills... "He might be far too strong..." she thought as she bolted the door... *sigh* "If only..." she shrugged the thought off her mind even before she could finish it... "first thing's first... I must dress up.. less this old man gets funny thoughts in seeing me this way..."



"hrmph now I have to take the role of gravedigger once again... oh well, at least it was kind of a good evening exercise!" he once again laughes at his own joke then goes back to the front door of the house...



He opens the door, takes a look around and then searches his equipment for his shovel; once he finds it, he leaves the house again to take care of the corpses... "dead guards might be bad for milady's reputation, hahaha!"



He carries the corpses to the edge of the nearby forest and begins to dig a hole...



She takes another vial from her secret box and drinks the dark red fluid... emptying the bottle to the last drop... "this shall not suffice me tonight... I must feed..."



"Phew... I'm glad this is not my profession!!!" he throws the last shovel full earth on the corpses.. "time to check on the witch..."



Lefty heads back towards the house...



She heads back to the main room, reaches for a bottle of wine to somewhat quell her thirst (which doesn't work) and starts to contemplate on what to do with the old man....

*Finding safety in the dimly lit room, she pushes a button behind a painting.... a door leading towards a cellar opens.... she walks downward the stairs* "He's lucky he saved my life... or else I would've killed him on the spot!"



Reaching the cellar, she sees her mahogany casket... and sees the other empty casket beside it..."My beloved... it has been so long since they destroyed you....." *a tear falls from her eyes*



"Heavens heavens heavens what a nice pool!!!" he cries out, takes a look around and slowly removes his equipment and clothes... he places some of the equipment on the banks of the pool so it would be in range and steps into the water sighing in relief...



He sits down in the water and lies his head back; closing his eyes enjoying the strangely hot water... he's murmuring things no one could understand; maybe not even himself and laughes over and over...



*She touches the barren casket... longingly caressing it* "Oh my love.... I promise I shall avenge you..." *she plants a kiss on the pillow of the casket.... then heads towards her casket to lie down and rest till sundown* "He won't get much into trouble, I hope." *she closes the lid and slowly closes her eyes.. *



After the bath, he washes most of his clothes only wearing his spare pants and prepared them to dry in the now rising sun... afterwards, he takes his equipments and goes back inside; deciding he'd take a nice long nap...



*she starts to dream... in her dream.. she is running... and she feels so tired... she stumbles and gets bruised in the process*



In the house, he empties another bottle of wine, then goes to sleep covered in his cloaks...



"Vlademir... wait for me..." she calls out in her dream.... "darling... don't run so fast..."



He's dreaming about commanding his own steam-powered pirate ship in an endless sea of red wine... in his dream, he and his mateys raid the ship of a rich merchant; getting finest drymeat from it and having a big feast...



"There is the cursed creature!! Get him!!" the mob heads toward Vlademir armed with pitchforks and stakes...



"Vlademir.... no!!!!" "Stay hidden my love.... better I die than you..." Vlademir pushes her with a gentle force into an alleyway before the mob catches up with him...



"I shall be reborn once more my darling... do not weep with my death...." Vlademir transmits through thought....



She falls hard on the ground... in tears and in great pain... for she feels every stab her beloved feels as the angry crowd pounces upon her lover... "No... Vlademir... don't leave me!!!!!"



*She suddenly bolts up from her nightmare... forcing the lid open...*



He wakes up, yawns and rubs his eyes, then leaves the house to get his clothes...



"Vlademir.... you promised you would come back for me... you promised..." she rises up from her beddings and lets her hair fall down....



As he collects his clothes, he watches the sun go down behind the nearby forest...



"I wonder if that man is still here?" thinking to herself...



"Well well, hehe" he dresses up and heads back to the house...



*looking around* "I don't see him nor his clothes... he must've left...." *she undresses to allow the rising moon cast its rays upon her thru the window...

"Is there more wine found around in this house?" he asks through the door



"Yesss... look in the cupboard... now leave me be!" (he must not see me this way!!!) she whispers in the shadows..



*Laughing and starting to talk himself again* "well well; guess she's the other kind, haha!" he looks into the cupboard, there are several flasks... "hummm..."



*She quickly drinks the red fluid... her wound mysteriously closes up* "Yesss... the life is renewed in me now...." *begins to dress up in a silken violet tunic* "just get any bottle there.. they're all good wine.."



"Fine..." yelling towards the door... "I just hope none of them is a potion turning me into a toad or something!" *laughing to himself again*



*Fastens her hair into a bun* "I never did care for potions Leftly.. I'm more into spells.... on my way out..."



*Steps into the room and sees Lefty*



*Grabs another bottle and opens it* "Want some? I didn't find any glasses, though, hehe.."



"Forgive me for this dismall house... but I've been 'moving' around a bit... you know how hard it is for a woman to live alone without calling attention to herself from the menfolk???" *winks at Lefty*



"So what brings you to this side of the world Lefty?"

*takes a long drink from the wine bottle*



"I go where the wind carries me; could be any other place as well... hey I like women who know to drink but could I have some too?" *laughing*



*hands back bottle to Lefty* "hehehehe... maybe I better go get myself my OWN bottle then..."



"hahaha, are you just starting a drinking contest? better wait til I had my rest then, hehe..."



"Oohh... so you're sleepy already old man?"



"Will you stop calling me old man?!"



"Sorry... but you do look terrible... thought you were about 40 or more..." *mockingly smiles at Lefty*



"Has to be the beard..." *laughs* "and the dirt and scars and...hey no critics!!!"



*opens a new bottle and takes a swig of the wine*



*taking a deep drink of wine* "So why did you choose to live alone and then HERE?"



"I was an outcast in my village... they didn't want me there... so I've been constantly on the move too..." *drinks again* "there is a bath at your disposal just outside the house... you can refresh yourself there if you like... it used to be a public bathing pool... so wade all you like.." *winks at Lefty*



"Now thats a nice idea, I'll just take another bottle of wine with me, right?"



"Sure thing... you DID save my life..." *smiles and hands over a new bottle*



"Great! heavens sent, hahaha!!" he takes the bottle and opens the front door, noticing the sun is rising "whoa! darn that light, eh? hehehe"



"I... need to go..... will you be fine here? I just need to.... uh... go somewhere to find..... new spells... Will be back by nightfall...." *rushes off to the next room*



"Humm..." *shakes head* He leaves the house; closing the door behind him and walks around the house looking for the bath pool...

"Little lady will do .. huh?" *notices she fainted* "oh great... now you have to carry her..." *murmuring* He takes her on his arms and carries her into the house...



*the woman is still unconscious*



He looks around the place and wonders "No bed? *grumble* This is getting better and better..." He decides to lay their cloaks on the floor and bed her on them...



Murmuring to himself, he says "Guess she won't mind the medicine now..." *He takes the vial out of his pocket and makes her drink the liquid*



"Hope she'll be ok; if not, I at least get the loot, hahahaha!"



(She suddenly wakes up from the bitter taste of liquid) "What in blazes!!!???"



"Hahaha!!! I didn't expect it to do its service so soon..."



(She looks around) "Ahhh.... home sweet home... argghhh... it hurts!!! (grasps at the bandaged wound)



"You better not move too much, little lady, hehehehe, let the medicine do its job and rest... I could use a good days rest myself, hahaha..."



"Then rest Lefty.. I shall just address to my wounds in the other room... and DO NOT look thru the keyhole..." (gets a bottle of wine from the cupboard) "Here... sorry but there is no food here since I do not entertain guests..." (heads off to the next room)



"Not look through the keyhole? ..oh the temption...hahahahahaha, Lefty get a grip on yourself...you've got a bottle of wine and at least somewhat of a bed, what more could you want?" *he caps the bottle laughing*



(In the other room, she slowly removes her cloak... and strips off her dark leathers along with her silken garments)



(She takes a dark bottle of red liquid from a sealed box and slowly applies it all over her body...)



In his room, Lefty empties the bottle rather quickly and lays down on the cloaks he prepared...



*As she puts on the liquid over her naked form... she begins to chant in a song... Her haunting melody reaches Lefty's ear*



Lefty slowly opens his eyes and turns around to look at the door... "hehehehehe, if she looks just as good as she sounds under that suit... hehehehehe.... you forget that and try to sleep" *murmuring*



*Grumbling he sits up and reaches for the bottle* "Empty...of course..."



*Her body now bathed in red liquid, she lights up a few candles in the room and puts them in a circle* "dearest midnight.. fill me with your essence.."



*Looking at the door* "A peep won't hurt...nah...forget it..."



She begins to dance slowly to her song... her body glistens in the moonlight...her hair falling beyond her naked back*



"Yea that's a nice idea...knock and ask for more wine; that you should do!" he murmurs to himself laughingly...



*Her song becomes louder.. as she circles the room.. her body slow-dancing to the beat of her heart*



"Well if she doesn't want to hear the knock, she won't hear it... hehehehehe!" he gets up and goes towards the door...



*In the darkness, her fangs glisten* "Let what is bruised now be healed.... let what is weak now be strong again..." she drinks the remaining red liquid in the bottle....



"witchcraft..." he murmurs and knocks at the door yelling, "little lady, are you one of those witches dressed in rituals or one of the other kind?" *laughing to himself*



"hiss...." (he will see me!) "Stay in that room!!!"

"I thought you witches were able to handle yourself in a fight?! hmph..." *holding his current opponent back with only the right hand on his staff, he quickly draws a compact crossbow with the left, aims at the one who threw the knife and hits his throat..*



"I cannot summon and protect myself at the same time!" She was sounding weak now... "My minions... avenge me!!" The shadowy creatures now head for the last man standing... seeing he was the only man left, the thug ran for his dear life... Still, the shadow men gave chase till he was lifeless too on the cold ground...



*laughing* "Reminds me of the gang of slavedrivers back on the western continent; first talk then run, skipping the fight hehehehehehe" He turns to the woman, takes her arm and looks at the dagger lodged in it... "I bet this hurts; but you better get ready for some pain, lady... heh heh heh" He takes a grip of the dagger... "Ready?"



"Ready..." she holds on to his arm tightly and closes her eyes to brace herself...



*He draws the dagger out quickly and drops it to reach for some bandages in a pouch on his belt* "now.. it looked worse than it seems to be"



*looks at this stranger intently* I owe you my life monsieur..." (darn... this changes my plan all together.. she thought) "may I know your name, good sir?"



*concentrating on bandaging her arm* "my name is Lefarion, but my friends - and foes - call me Lefty eyes...eyes because I see everything happening around me, hehehehe...but you may call me jack of all trades, hahahaha.." *fixing up the bandage he looks over his right shoulder* "didn't you say something about going to your place? I think this little incident caused unwanted attention..." *laughing*



"me thinks you bandaged it too tight Lefty.." *winces* "let us keep heading north till we reach the outskirts of town... my home is just outside of this dismal place..."



"lead the way little lady but first take a sip of this" he hands her a small vial with bluish liquid "who knows where that dagger was in before" *laughing at his own joke* "...dont worry its an antidote - just in case"



"forgive me if I pass... I do not take to potions too likely Lefty..." pushes the vial away..."just help me walk.. I feel very weak due to the bloodloss and the 'encounter' we just had..."



*he lets the vial slip into his pocket* "hold on tight and try not to fall, they also call me swift steps, hahahaha" *stepping to the other side of her he takes her good arm on his shoulders* "and the encounter? I saw that with other mages, using your powers is draining, eh? hehehe, lets go"



"I am no ordinary sorceress Lefty..." staggers with each step.... "we must hurry before dawn comes less..... people see us"



"and I'm not an ordinary man" he breaks out in laughter again and fastens his steps carrying her as good as he's able to



"hahaha" (she barely could laugh since her wound was hurting real bad.... darn.. maybe I should've taken that vile tonic he was offering...) "just a few more mins and we shall reach the edge of town Lefty"



"by the way.. do you have a name too or should I just go on calling you little lady?" *looking around he tries to walk even faster now*



"I am a sorceress Lefty... I cannot give you my name less you use it against me in a spell... you can call me Cassandra if you wish to name me..."



"there.... that is my house... just a.. few.. more.. steps..." (she faints)

"And then you got up from the bed of mushrooms you fell in, right?" *he takes a staff divided into three parts from his back and makes them into one in a swift move* "Bring it on..." *standing ready to fight them back with his staff; waiting for their next move*



Amidst all this, the woman suddenly spreads out her cloak... revealing her battle clothes made of both satin and leather.. "Sakta vista nostru vesata... creatures of the shadows... hear my call!!!" From the muddy puddles, blurred images of dark man-like figures emerge..."Children of the night.... hear my bidding..." The earth itself seems to tremble at her voice...



The theives seem unnerved by this... "Illusions do not frighten us milady.. and for being so brave to summon such 'ghosts'.. we shall make things "special" for you tonight..."



"Oh great, you did it again... ending up next to some witch in this cursed-by-the-heavens town!" *laughing again* " This could only happen to you; and you actually wasted one of your patented light globes on those poor fools.." his talking to himself fades into a not understable murmuring while he lands a blow on one of the bandits face with his staff...



The woman continues chanting.. mysteriously, the rain doesn't seem to fall on her.. "Tarika nushin bahati zanaka..." The shadow creatures begin their approach towards the thugs... one of them takes hold of the nearest guy and "envelops" him within its dark form until the man struggles vainly for air.. "Witchcraft!!!" the man utters with his last breath... then falls lifeless to the muddy road...



*laughing while letting on of the thugs go down in a hail of blows* "Witchcraft?!" *laughing harder; picking his next target*



One of the haggard men managed to throw a dagger towards the lady... "You witch... die!!!" The woman evaded the fatal throw but realized she didn't dodge it completely... her arm was now being bathed in blood....

She amazingly doesn't buckle at his weight... "he must've been starving to be so light..." she thinks to herself.... and they start their pace towards the dark streets avoiding the crowds....



After a few minutes, they come across a group of men with daggers.... "pretty lady...." says one of them... "mind we have your company for tonight?" his smug smile spreading across his ugly face...



"Huh?" *looking up* "you fools need company? hehehehehe ... this reminds me of this night in a storm when I was a sailor on the eastern sea and some pirates wanted to raid us... No wait; we were the pirates, harharhar!!! Hey, where did those men come from?" *laughing hard*



"Mind your own business, gentlemen.. we have nothing to give you... so just look the other way..." (she slowly glances around... sees the 5 thugs in front of them) "good.. no witnesses if ever" she mumbles in her mind... "except this drunken stupor who can't even get his memories right.."



"Better listen to the lady, guys... hehehehehe" *letting her arm off, he reaches under the cloak to something on his back* "you really shouldn't turn a lady's request down" *laughing* "I once did that and ended up...erm...where was I? Right, listen to the lady..."



"Shut yer trap old man!" said one of the thugs.. "you do not deserve such royal beauty to be with you." They slowly approached the woman... "come with us milady.. we will keep you 'company' heheheheheh!!!"



"There it is again...old man?! hrmph... have I really grown old?" *whispering to the woman* "milady better cover her eyes" he starts laughing hard again "old man?! old man???!" *laughing*



"I better be careful with what I do now... less I expose myself" thought the woman. "Dear sir, you aren't in such a condition to fight off these lowlife scum... me thinks you should just run away... I shall distract them..." (she slowly chants as she covers herself with her robes)



Talking to himself "Women... but very well; distract them... running isn't a bad idea at all" *throwing his robes with his left to cover both of their faces; he rolls something along the floor with his right* One can see a bright light going left and right off the cloak; the guy starts laughing again and retrieves his robe after the flash of light "Now, maggot-pies, hard to see? heeheehee!!" *turns to the woman* "Now would be a good time to run, lady..." he whispers... "Milady? hmph..."



(she doesnt seem to notice his words) the rain seems to fall fiercer now and her chanting fills the air... the thugs, only momentarily blinded begin to come closer to them... their daggers at hand... ready to strike...



"heavens.. so much for the running" the guy is sounding way more serious now *he reaches on his back for something again*



"Me thinks you have talked too much old man..." said the ugliest of the group (most likely their leader) "now you shall die and the pretty lass will be ours to take..."