Trint Tavern

2007-11-19 [Tarkis Nethermoon]: Shattic: *The sounds of merriment drift away from the large establishment taking up a considerable portion of the city block on this side of the street. Thunder and lightning become less audible as a heavily garbed figure makes it's way slowly towards the double set of oaken doors on the front of the tavern. A short series of stone steps traversed, the right hand portal thrown open, and the sounds of weather are completely engulfed in raucous laughter that does not even slow as Shattic, a fixed smile set on his face that never touches his gray eyes, enters the Dragon's Hearth*

2007-11-20 [snowwolfsa]: Imperial High Ranked Officer: *sitting at a table off away from the others he motioned to shattic as he enterd, the tavern keep also pointed him in that direction

2007-11-20 [Tarkis Nethermoon]: Shattic: *Shattic Seats himself at the table opposite Vince without bothering to shed any of his water soaked attire. Staring at the other man, he says nothing*

2007-11-20 [snowwolfsa]: Vince: *slideing a pieace of paper accross the table "thats your mission shattic.... i want you to go there, fight wind, do not kill him... make it look like your trying to... but what i really want to know is how the girl who are spys have told us is traveling with him, reacts..."

2007-11-20 [Tarkis Nethermoon]: Shattic:*Cuts him off, making a dismissive gesture:* "I am aware of all this, already. Tell me why our presence here was deemed necessary."

2007-11-20 [snowwolfsa]: Vince: *sighs "watch your tounge shattic, dont forget your place!" he spoke harshly "your presence was no longer required tonight, because you stupidly came to the castle.. however, its not a total loss... on that paper is that name of a man youl meet in the Gorian capital.... he and his band of mercs will assist you"

2007-11-20 [Tarkis Nethermoon]: Shattic:*Bears his teeth in what could be taken for a smile the second time this evening* "Of course. Forgive my eagerness. I'm simply looking to fix your problem as quickly as possible." *Leaning back slightly in his seat:* "Now, these.. Other mercenaries. I am to understand my orders will be given through this.. Man?"

2007-11-20 [snowwolfsa]: Vince: *shakes his head "no you understand what you have to do, your incharge they get their orders threw you" he spoke sipping a drink he had infront of him

2007-11-20 [Tarkis Nethermoon]: Shattic: *Nods in a manner that could possibly be taken for arrogant, then frowns oddly at the cup in front of the other man. Before he can respond:* "Understood. Now, if our business here is concluded.. ?"

2007-11-20 [snowwolfsa]: Vince: *nods "it is, go... report back when you recieave the information i require"

2007-11-20 [Tarkis Nethermoon]: Shattic: * Makes no response as he rises, crumbling the paper he had just received unconciously in his clenched fist. Shattic makes his way back towards the entrance to the establishment, staring at the crowds before him until they part under his intense gaze. He's almost at the door before a broadly preportioned fellow in a ragged leather vest steps in Shattic's path, refusing to give ground. Hissing, Shattic steps to the side and attempts to pass the man, who immediately sidesteps in his way* "Where ya' off to in such a-"*Shattic shoves him into the wall to the left of the door with the hand not holding the paper. With a grunt, the man in the lather vest takes a step forward. Shattic seizes his skull and proceeds to slam it repeatedly into the doorframe until he stops twitching, then walks back out into the rain and thunder*

2007-11-20 [snowwolfsa]: Vince: *sighs and shakes his head at the sight of the little tuffle. before sipping his drink and standing to leave himself