Life on the Streets

[Erana]

((Sos I walks in on this fella just tearin’ up my ol’ pal Sal. What’s his problem, I’m thinking! Sure, Sal had enemies, but a Warmaster?))

You say 'Hey ey fella, why all the violence!'

((Get this, he’s STILL beatin on poor Sal!))

Heureush says 'Violence?'

'Yeah violence,' Fabrini says, jabbing a finger at the drug dealer.

You say 'Guy's just tryin' to make a livin', ya know?'

A Cartel Drug Dealer is DEAD!!

A Cartel Drug Dealer's heart is torn from his chest.

Heureush gets 7000 gold coins from the corpse of a Cartel Drug Dealer.

Heureush sacrifices the corpse of a Cartel Drug Dealer in the name of Faith.

Heureush sits down and rests.

You frown disapprovingly.

You say 'No respect.'

Heureush peers at you intently.

Fabrini tugs the lapels of his coat, offering a lopsided grin. 'Fabulous

Fabrini Bravo. At your service.'

You say 'Who'r you, killin' my peoples eh?'

Heureush peers at you intently and thens says 'You peoples? Skwizgarr be

sayings sames for hims'

Fabrini jabs a finger at the corpse, 'Me an' that fella, we go way back.'

You say 'I was a scrappy kid when he an' I walked the streets, talkin' our big

dreams.'

You say 'Now ya gone an put him in the dirt.'

Heureush says 'There been plenties hads just do that fors'

Heureush says 'But you been namings hims friends? Ardeliech friends too?'

Fabrini frowns dissaprovingly at Heureush. 'Hey ey fella, you sayin' just 'cuz

I says a guy's a friend you makin' me out to be a bad guy, huh?'

You peer intently at Heureush.

You say 'I ain't runnin' through the streets killin' innocent people.'

Heureush says 'Just ask questions'

Fabrini tugs at his lapels, obviously aggittated.

You say 'I tell you what, fella - when I make it, you won't be gettin'

nothin.''

The heart of a Cartel Drug Dealer decomposes.

'Heureush ask questions be all' he says with calmly.

Fabrini swipes his arms through the air. 'Nothin!'

Fabrini takes a scented kerchief from his jacket pocket and tentatively wipes

his brow.

You say 'Sorry.. ey, jus' seein' a friend go like that.'

You say 'Growin' up on the streets, we all know it's a posibility, but..'

Heureush nods his head solemnly. 'Why be sorrys abouts deaths friends?'

You say 'Listen' fella, do me a faovr ey?'

You say 'At least go tell his family he's gone.'

You say 'I think he had a kid or somethin'.'

Heureush says 'Know where hims be?'

You say 'I might.'

Heureush peers at you intently.

Heureush stands up.

You beckon for Heureush to follow -- sure hope they do!

You say 'C'mon over.'

Heureush walks over to you and nods.

Heureush now follows you.

You say 'Leas' you can do for him now.'

You prepare to sing 'Good Tidings'.

You feel a little luckier.

You say 'You'll need some luck for this one.'

A teenage gangster looks around for some trouble to get into.

Heureush peers around himself intently.

You say 'Kid's a scrappy little guy, reminds me of me. We might have to wander some to find him.'

Black Market Square

[Exits: north west]

A teenage gangster is here, measuring you up.

A teenage gangster is here, measuring you up.

A dark thief prowls the alleys here.

Heureush the Executioner of the Order is here, sitting astride a warhorse.

l gangster

Young and shiftless this gangster has a hungry look in his eye. He

is dirty and bruised, assumably from recent combat, and he twirls a

small jacknife between his fingers idly as he watches you. He is

wearing a bright red bandanna tied around his head as if in some

sort of marking for his gang.

A teenage gangster is in excellent condition.

a teenage gangster is using:

a jacknife

You say 'Oh ey!'

You yell 'VINNIE!'

Heureush peers intently at a teenage gangster.

Fabrini slabs a teenage gangster HARD on the back!

You say 'Vinnie my boy!'

A teenage gangster lights up as he sees Fabrino. 'Fabulous Fabrini Bravo! How's

it goin;?!'

Heureush turns and looks at the young gangster, eyeing him carefully.

You say 'It's alright kid. Alright. I told'ya I'd get outta this stinkin' city

Fabrini looks for a moment toward Heuresuh, his expression falling. 'Ah,

right..'

Fabrini clears his throat, approaching the teenager. 'Listen kid, lemme talk to

ya for a second.'

Heureush crosses his arms across his chest and looks down at the boy.

A teenage gangster alows himself to be pulled to the side as Fabrini begins to

chat in his ear.

Fabrini and the boy have an animate conversation. Lots of hand gesters, a

choice curse or two...

You hear the distant cries of wheeling seagulls accompanied by the sound of

breakers.

Heureush watches you two carefully, the light around his eyes brightening

slightly.

After a moment, Fabrini pats the child on his cheek in a brotherly manner, and

they return.

l heu

Colored as blue as the deep ocean, his solid eyes lack any pupil or iris.

They are rimmed in a dim blue light that appears ethereal as it extends

outward to the tips of his eyelashes. Adding to this, his chiseled face is

outlined with pure white hair that flows down to the the small of his back.

His thinned skin, as depicted upon his jawline and high cheekbones, is near

translucent with an underlying blue tint of of the sea. This affect lends

his skin-tone a metallic-like sheen which glimmers in bright light.

Reflecting the dazzling light of his eyes, his heavy blue-steel armor

shimmers within each crevice of its surface. The smoothed edges, complete

with archaic etchings, depict this armor as both ancient and sturdy. The

etchings themselves appear of a cryptic language. However, the method of

their placement displays a meticulous method, though deliberately chaotic in

pattern. There is however one portion upon his upperleft chest where a

plate is fastened. Upon this plate are both a medal denoting some honor and

one word: Captain. His total frame, save for his head, is covered in this

protective armament. Only adding to the immensity of his mass, the armor

may enhance the visual image of his physical girth as it conforms around his

broad framework.

Strapped at his side, a rather large pole extends, crested with a large

sickle blade. The immensity of the weapon is further enhanced by the

studded blue gemstones scattered across its shaft. Though the lack of any

marring across the blade may indicate its lack of use, the shaft has two

hand-worn locations about the size and depth of his hands.

Heureush currently holds the title of Master Questor of Aabahran.

Heureush is in excellent condition.

Heureush is using:

You say 'I think ya got somethin' to say to Little Vinnie, right?'

Heureush tilts his head and looks at you. 'This be the boy of the dealers?'

You say 'This is him.'

Heureush nods to you and then walks over to the young teenager.

A teenage gangster sniffles and rubs his nose defiantly at Fabrini's

introduction, waiting for Heureush to say something.

Heureush says 'You father foughts with honors over hims store. Hims hads quite bit fights in hims.'

Not even flinching, Heureush says 'Hims be quite the fighter, and cans sees its in you as wells'.

A teenage gangster looks from the towering man to Fabrini and back. He chocks a bit on his words, but eventually says. 'My pops was a good man. Aint so honest sometimes, but a good man.'

'Hey big fella,' Fabrini says, approaching Heureush. 'You took away his only family. Mom died a time back with the disease.'

You say 'Perhaps you could.. spare a few coins for the kid?'

Heureush does not even turn to you but keeps his face towards the teenager. 'Hims looks to has all hims needs. But, what hims father has, hims can has. Hope do better with than hims

Fabrini looks around. During the exchange, it seems as tohugh Vinnie turn tail and left.

You say 'Well, the kid's gotta lot to think over. He's a man now, you made sure of that.'

Black Market Square

[Exits: north west]

A Cartel Drug Dealer slinks around, offering his product.

Heureush the Executioner of the Order is here, sitting astride a warhorse.

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You scan all around.

*** Range 1 (west) ***

A teenage gangster is here, measuring you up.

A prostitute of the Syndicate walks along the street here.

A filthy Orc bouncer keeps this square void of any laws.

((Well hey, 'least the kids got priorities.))

Extending his hand, Heureush drops a small pouch of gold onto the ground then slowly stands to his full height. 'Hope hims finds this befores another thens'

Black Market Square

[Exits: north west]

A Cartel Drug Dealer slinks around, offering his product.

Heureush the Executioner of the Order is here, sitting astride a warhorse.

Heureush says 'You say streets tough, then hims going has find way like Fabrini'

You say 'Yeah well, the kid's got some iron in him. I think he'll make him.'

You say 'And hey, he's always got me...'

Fabrini tugs his lapels, rolling his neck. 'Fabulous Fabrini Bravo.'

Fabrini pairs a wink and a grin, jabbing his index fingers at Heureush

You say 'Hey, your gettin' it big guy.'

You say 'I didn't let this cesspool bring me down.'

Heureush nods to you and says 'Then hopes you do betters withs hims then fathers dids

Heureush says 'Not wantings see hims one days be one Heureush has puts down'

'Well hey,' Fabrini says, dodging the comment, 'I gotta go see a man about a monkey. Stop killin' these people ey? They're just trying to make a living.'

Fabrini pats Heureush HARD on the back.