RAF GAME 12 Round 2, five alive

When some heard the rumours on what could be achieved through alchemy, they made a dash to invest, clearly they hadn't heard the other stories...
Captain of the watch
report #4256 murder

Centz tried to hide the fact that the man facing her made her want to be sick gods, what happened this wretch?
"I understand your services are available for a reasonable fee?"
"Define reasonable" Centz' valuation of her abilities made most potential clients baulk
The monster across the table scribbled a figure on some paper and slid it towards her. Centz could barely contain her surprise at the generous ammount he was willing to pay. She studied him again, wondering where on earth he could have gotten so much gold.
"Guarantees of payment?"
"In advance, with your word that you won't stop until he is dead."
Centz considered the proposition, the target didn't seem like a tough one, why the insistence they she keep trying? Once was usually sufficient when killing a man.
"You say keep trying, you think I will fail?"
The cloaked figure opposite shuddered slightly, "no reflection on my estimation of you I assure you, its just that he has some.... unusual qualities."
{i]Ahh, a mage then[/i]
"Sorry, I don't deal with Mages." Centz made to get up
"Not a mage," hissed the man, "Alchemy." Centz sat back down
"Go on"
The man dropped his head, "He is responsible for what you see before you, his wares did not... did not perform as he promised. I wish to see him dead to ensure no-one else suffers"
Centz almost snorted not mere revenge then ,"Very well, I accept your commission."

Across the room Tattersail squinted her bleary eyes, trying to follow the scene looks like that Centz, where'd she get a demon??
She shrugged it off and turned back to her wine, unwatered so as not to spoil the taste.

"So you've got, Dhenrabi soup, Dhenrabi cocktail, uh, fried Dhenrabi, Dhenrabi gumpo, I mean there's a million and one ways to cook Dhenrabi."
Dolmen's eyes were glazed over as he sat in silence
"You ever try Dhenrabi chowder?"
Dolmen didn't respond, Bubba waved his hand in front of his face, Dolmen jerked from his reverie, "Pardon?"
"Dhenrabi chowder, ever tried it?"
"Dhenrabi? Eaten it? are you mad?"
Bubba bridled, "Whats wrong with Dhenrabi, as good a fish as any to eat!"
"But," Dolmen flapped his hand, grasping for his thoughts, "How the demons do you CATCH them?"
"Ahh," Bubba smiled, his hand sliding towards his knife, "Well they like live bait, preferably...human live bait."
Dolmen leapt from his chair and threw himself out the window, his last thoughts were that there was no way in hell he was being used as live bait.
Bubba walked over to the window and looked at Dolmens mangled corpse ,"Damnit" He set off in search of more bait.

"she's a traitor, loyal to that bitch Laseen" Pathos looked around his house furtively, as if there would be someone there to over hear him, "she has to be taken care off" Pathos stopped his monologue suddenly as he heard a sound above someone in my house, imperial agents, claw!
He reached for his knives and headed for the stairs, confident he could handle who ever was up there.

Starling scanned the room she found herself in, disgusted with herself for wasting the time to break in, nothing worth taking at all.
She turned to leave and found a dagger pointed straight at her eye
"Nothing worth taking here eh thief?"
Starling didn't bother arguing, she was in the shit and she knew it.
"Lucky for you I'm in a good mood, and need some help," Pathos snapped his other hand round starlings wrist, twisting her arm up over her head, making her gasp in pain, "Don't worry, this wont hurt you much" he dug his nail into her wrist and began a low, short chant.
When he released her starling dropped to the ground, her head spinning, "what, what have you done to me?"
Pathos chuckled, "Just ensuring you will pay what's due, you're bound to me until the Malazan witch Tattersail is dead.

Twelve sat down heavily in the booth opposite hog, "So, you are the famous Alchemist of Olintar?"
Hog frowned, "I wouldn't say famous, but this is my city yes."
"Ahh marvelous, I have reason to believe you can help me with my, ah, condition, mind clarity and the like can be a problem at times"
Hog's eyes narrowed, "At times?"
Twelve nodded slowly, "when I veer yes"
I knew it, fucking D'ivers bastard, unnatural ritualised fuck, we'll see how he likes what I give him
Hog smiled suddenly, "Ah, D'ivers yes, I understand control can be difficult when the mind is..split?" Twelve nodded emphactically over his ale mug, "I believe I may be able to help you, if you call to my shop tomorrow afternoon we can work on the problem properly."
Twelve set his mug down with a satisfied sigh, "Thank you, I had hoped you would be able to help, this is a great weight off my mind." He stood to leave, "If you don't mind, I have other business to attend to tonight" Hog waved him on with a smile, "of course of course, until tomorrow then.

Twelve brushed past Bubba on his way out of the tavern, then spotted Pathos coming down the street, he hissed through his teeth and ducked back into the tavern behind Bubba, heading for a darkened corner.
bubba walked on in to the common room and took a chair at an empty table, scanning the crowd he spotted her immediately, roaring drunk, barely able to stand, she was perfect. He sidled towards a very drunk Tattersail.

Pathos and starling entered the tavern close behind Bubba, Pathos knew Tattersail would be drunk, having Starling along was just insurance, also possibly someone to blame. They entered the common room and saw Tattersail straight away, wobbling where she stood, tankard in hand, trying to sing but barely able to speak, pathos and starling both raised their crossbows and shot.

Tattersail didn't feel so good, and there was a large sailor looking fellow coming towards her, perhaps he wanted the sex, she tried to make herself presentable and doubled over, vomiting violently.

Bubba watched the woman try and fix her dresses and smiled to himself, then she doubled over vomiting and he was punched twice in the shoulder, he spun and fell to the ground, staring in confusion at the two bolts stuck in his upper arm.

Twelve surged through the common room door as pathos shot his bolt, veering as he ran. Pathos collapsed under a pile of writhing, stinking weasels. Starling felt the bind on her arm loosen as Pathos struggled and she fled. The weasels took up a keening shriek as pathos stabbed with his poisoned daggers, attacking one of the Talon unprepared was suicide, but fortunately the poison Hog had dosed Twelve with took effect, the weasels ceased their shrieking and fled.

Hog sat back and frowned, his work was usually flawless, it wasn't easy to make a poison that only killed D'ivers when they veered, wasn't easy at all. He reached for his ale, still pondering on the prpblem when a knife pressed to his back through the back of his chair. A voice whispered in his ear "compliments of Chagar"

How it went.

Bubba, Pathos Starling shot Tattersail, were not attacked - Survived
Twelve shot himself, was attacked - Survived
Dolmen Shot himself, was not attacked - Died
Centz shot Hog, was not attacked - Survived
Hog shot Twelve, was attacked - Died
Tattersail shot himself, was attacked - Survived

Round 2
Bubba
Starling
Centz
Tatter sail
Pathos
Twelve

This post has been edited by Macros: 14 December 2012 - 07:14 AM

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