just a song unsung

“That’s asking too much, y’know !!    What about this: you drink 8 cups    in 3 minutes, I’ll give you the money    back &&. ALSO give you 2000G… or    you can just sell somethin’ you don’t    need. Prob’ly got something like that,    right ?? Riiiiight ??" 

          may your funds rest in peace.

     "Ahahahaha --"

     He laughs, as though the person's kidding. 

 .: { ♚ } :.               :.  “Well, I appear to be down on my luck today,” He sighed.        His hand shifting from his waist to run through his hair. Shot down again.       Not that it came as a surprised to the young man, he was always prepared       for failure, but there was only so much he could take over the course of a day.       Oh well, times to grin and bear it, but luck wasn’t on his side even now that       he had called it quits for the day. Distraction causing him to lightly bump into       another in the crowded streets. “Sorry about that. Are you all right?”

     I guess that makes two of them.

     "No, pardon me." Deon shook off the guilt from his shoulders with a quick wave of his hand and a smile that could make even the sky dull. "I'm afraid I was simply too enamored with the beauty of this city to even acknowledge where I was going -- 

“If you can drink 8 cups of milk    in 3 minutes, I’ll give you 2000G !!”

      "Only if you pay for the milk -- I couldn't possibly hope to afford that myself."

——— {✘}

             “Deon? Yeah I definitely have no familiarity with that name…” She admitted with a slight shrug. She thought maybe a name would bring some light of who he was but that just made her more clueless. “I’m Tharja.”

     "Tharja, hrmm? The pleasure is all mine."

     He eyes the woman up and down -- not necessarily checking her out, but being cautious; the last time he engaged in idle conversation, the lady knocked him out and left him lying cold in the streets, even without at the very least a blanket.

━❀☠❀━ Anyone who immediately asked for money in exchange for help was not to be trusted. With this is mind, she pulled out a few gold coins from her pocket. Morana was not willing to be tricked, and would enjoy a bit of entertainment. Such a fool would make an easy target. Whispering a hex under her breath, the mage held out the coins in the palm of her hand. "Very well, take them. I’m afraid I don’t have much. Perhaps I should warn you, if you do not assist me in finding my lost tomes, I have placed quite the hex on these coins. Betray me, and you will soon find out what it is.”

     "Oh of course, no warning necessary -- very rarely do you meet a maiden with a taste in the dark arts. I suppose this might be a once-in-a-lifetime experience. However! You can rest assured that I shall aid you in whatever way I possibly can. It wouldn't be in a Holy Knight's honor to abandon those who are in need, no matter their choice in magic."

     He stood straight, never faltering despite the threats (he should have known she was up to something when he heard a faint whisper, considering she had lost a dark magic tome, but now it was far too late). And yet his mind quivered at the thought of discovering what monstrous hex she had placed -- a curse of suffering without death? Suffering and death? It was a miracle he hadn't physically quivered at the thought; thankfully -- or perhaps unfortunately -- his pride would not be wounded.

deonysis liked for a starter!

——— {✘}

              ”I don’t recognize your face…Who are you?”

━❀☠❀━

"Hey- question for you. Have you seen any dark magic tomes just lying around? 

        I mean, it’s not like I misplaced mine or anything. 

                   -just, have you seen any?” 

Morana obviously lost some of her tomes. She set them down to eat in the mess hall, but can’t remember where. 

     "Wee ~ eell... I might have have seen it. I also might not have. I'm sure a little extra something would help spark my poor memory, if you'd be so kind and generous as to spare some pocket change?"

{omt this just made me laugh}

     "So then, handsome, you wouldn't happen to have any jobs you need taken care of? I'm sure someone of my caliber could lend a hand or two in any area you need -- plundering, saving, farming, herding -- hell, I'll even babysit if you need me to. Just twenty gold an hour -- and that isn't even my best deal."