The Scarlet and the Killer


[11:58:30] Dahmer Lycheborne had not been in the city as often as he would like, for personal reasons of a Hunt in a distance city that he otherwise wanted absolutely nothing to do with. Casually he made his way into the well built area, a growing familiar scene for the Killer, but as he rounded a few buildings he found another familiar sight, or more so a scarlet that fit the description Andrew had given him, being the Administrator Fishbeard. Of course he did not know this and needed to confirm, but it gave him reason enough to greet the man where he usually would just walk past one wearing those colors. His pace ceased a few from Fishbeard as he offered the man a nod, “Tal Scarlet, I’m seeking word with an Administrator here, or members of the Council, my reasons are not fatal, just want to establish a few things.” he said.

[12:04:46] The Ost (ost.clawtooth) follows after her owner, kept close enough by the chain that flows from her throat to his dark tunic. She’s just glad to be out of that other city that shall not be named. Her hands busily braid a few strings of leather as she walks, busy work that will eventually be a new belt. When Dahmer stops, she does as well, lingering behind him and out of the way as they speak, though her eyes do go to the stranger. Te curious case of the cursed administrators. Even she isn’t immune to the intrigue that permeates the subject.

[12:05:52] Fishbeard (frankenbear.writer) had been on edge the past few days trying to seek out the party responsible for plotting against him, especially as his investigation had yielded no results. He had been turning over every rug, checking every barrel, searching for antyhing suspiscious, for any character that seemed too shady, and here was a Killer showing up as plain as day right before him. Fishbeard hesitated in answering for a moment. The stress and lack of sleep had exhausted him, and he had grown out of focus. His pride would not let him think too long as he quickly replied, “Yes, I am Fishbeard, the Administrator of Lydius,” as though his introduction would carry a great deal o fmeaning. His hand instinctively rest on the handle of his sword, btu he knew there owul dbe easier ways to kill him than out in the open like that, so eh remained at ease. “What can I do for you?”

[12:10:29] Dahmer Lycheborne knew his beast was behind him, the chain taunt from his tunic to her throat, but as usual she received none of his attention, the girl was a tool to him and nothing more, as any should be if they are owned by a Killer. As Fishbeard did not answer immediately, Dahmer did take the brief moment to visually assess the man, lack of sleep might be evident but this would not surprise him, a Scarlet’s duty is a taxing one, especially when he also had seen the flyers about and if anarchy was amidst, well the Scarlets need to be on their guard. He gave a brief nod as Fishbeard confirmed it was him and the hand along his blade was also seen but not surprising, most reacted in such ways in the presence of a Killer and for good reason. “I am Dahmer the Killer, Captain of the Caste.” he said, before speaking on, “I’ve learned that this city is without a Master Assassin, and I wanted to speak to the council about the benefits of having one dwell here. When you have time of course.” he said.

[12:15:45] The Ost (ost.clawtooth) continues her work, eyes lowering from the man as she goes about her usual demeanor of ignoring them both. It’s easier really, to just not even hear what they speak about. nimble fingers work at the leather. MAybe she should make a collar for the new giani instead. That would look nice. She holds it up a moment and looks at it before bending it to figure the needed circumference.

[12:19:49] Fishbeard (frankenbear.writer) exhaled and his shoulders sunk as Dahmer spoke. “Ah you should have led with that,” he would tell the man in jest. “Right now I am the only surviving member of the Council, though candidates will be appointed in the coming hand. I have two men I am supporting for these positions, but it seems there will be some opposition to these posts. If you wish to request the full audience, things may grow complicated.” Fish paced around for a moment. He was quick on his feet, but had to figure out how he could levy the killer onto his side as being on the wrong side of the BC would be a terrible fate. “I would support you taking residence here. And as I am sure there is a great opportunity in these lands for someone in your caste, I am sure you can understand this will be of certain costs to you, but I can assure you that I will make sure they are fair if you and other BC here help support my… interests.”

[12:26:04] Dahmer Lycheborne could see the weight of his presence was lifted from the man’s shoulders as he revealed he was only here to discuss some matters, of course one thing about a Killer is, they do not have any honor and are not above lying to get what they desire, which is the Coin. It did just so happen though that this stoic man spoke the truth. He gave another nod as he revealed he was the only living member, which did show the city might be in a more dire state than he had assumed. He nodded a few more times as Fishbeard continued on, about gaining his support at a cost, which a Killer knew everything had a price and this was a very delicate situation, it always was. “Contrary to what many think about us, it is never anarchy that I support, it would not make sense, for without law and order, we can not complete our task.” he said, in all honesty. “I’ve been approved by out Caste to assume a Master Assassin role, and what you gain out of this is organization, that if a Killer shows to hunt here, well he has to go through
[12:26:04] Dahmer Lycheborne: me, and I will make sure they are not some untrained idiot dawning black rags because they found them outside the city walls. As far as your interest, as long as they do not cross the Caste, then I am very open to negotiations.”

[12:39:21] Fishbeard (frankenbear.writer) had dealt with a number of troubles that had risen from assassins carrying out kills in the city, so he could agree the benefits would be great. As he would usually not make himself seem too eager, Fishbeard said, “Yes, I suppose that would be good. There re only two things I would ask. I would like to know if a contract is taken out on me, and due to some recent events, I am not sure whether I can trust the city guard or the Scarlets, and would want to hire you or some of your men to help deal with various, shall we say, problems, though you would be well-compensated of course. Be assured, I would pay more than whatever someone else tried to pay to have me killed.” He knew the BC enough to know they should be feared. He knew of two contracts that had been taken out on him in the past and been closer to death under their attempts than perhaps any other time,miraculous even that he was still alive. “There is a chamber that few know about beneath the long hall you can reside in with your men. “So what do
[12:39:21] Fishbeard (frankenbear.writer):  you say?”

[12:45:21] Dahmer Lycheborne held a light cant in his head as Fishbeard spoke on, about asking two things from the Killer. His features never changed to the Scarlet’s words, remaining as a breathing corpse before him and Dahmer did not mind if that had been the perception. Not even his own beast had once seen him eat, drink or sleep, he did not want to offer anyone proof that he was indeed mortal. After the man spoke of offering even more coin and of the inner chambers, he did not answer right away, he rarely did and it was not so much hesitation he was more that he processed his thoughts before actually forming a response, negating the youthful haste that so many possess. But he did speak, shaking his head, “If I receive word that there is a contract on you, it is not my place to condemn the Killer whom has taken gold, to warn you.” he said, he would be up front and honest with the man, “But as the Master Assassin of this city, I will not personally, nor will any of my Killers take gold against you or the other council members.” he
[12:45:21] Dahmer Lycheborne: said, as that would be suicide for their Court if they did such, they would all be killed and Dahmer is no fool. “Ive prepared a scroll for you to know, the laws that I will be enforcing for this Caste, and it might be good for you to know also, just in case you do have a man in black after you.” he said, revealing a scroll and tossing it over to him.

[12:51:04] Bubbles Tutti slowly she wakes from her nap upon her couch. Her blue eyes flutter open as her heart began to pump harder into her chest. Her hands lightly brush at her face and eyes as she lifts to a stand. Slowly she moves with a grace in her step as that of a woman of a higher breed. She carefully adjust her dress and starts to rebraid her hair on the way down the steps. Her eyes note frank just before her bakery and slowly makes he way to him. Though pausing for a moment as her ears ring about a chamber just under the hall, she raises a brow to the ground as fingers finish the braid. Her eyes turn up and slowly she moves to her door way. Pretending she had not heard a single thing frank said. Bubbles blue eyes catch the scroll as it was tossed. Her head nods to each, though lingured more on Dahmer studying his atire. She was no fool herself, though a baker at heart. Her eyes of observation did not miss a beat of what was going on about her little shop and who was whom with in the city. ” Tal Men.” She says to both,
[12:51:04] Bubbles Tutti: her body leaning against the door way as she feels the air brush against her face and shoulders. Her nose catching the slight smell of bread still cooking away in her small hearth as well as the sweet larma pie she will have to pull out soon.

[12:56:09] Fishbeard (frankenbear.writer) accepted the scroll and began to study it. He had traveled around Gor, but spent most of his life in the north so he was not entirely aware of all the codes the BC lived by., and was rather hesitant to believe that a man could not be bought. “A man that turns down an offer for gold?” The question was a rhetorical one that he left himself puzzled with. As they were interuppted with a greeting from the baker, Fishbeard knew there was little chance of being discrete at that point, so hejust said to Dahmer, “I understand you must live by the oaths you have taken, perhaps in time we can make other arrangements.” He would finally turnt o Bubbles and reply, “Tal.”

[13:03:10] Dahmer Lycheborne heard Fishbeard speak about the bribe and he shook his head, “Once told is taken, its a fatal path, ending in the death of the Mark or the Killer.” he spoke this, not breaking any Codes, its exactly what they told the Clients that hired them, to warn them that it will never stop until someone dies, “And all the gold in Gor, will not even slow the Killer down.” he added in his calloused tone. He gave a nod to other arrangements, there was always a way around certain rules, and once Dahmer learned more about what Fishbeard could offer him, he might find those routes, to keep this man alive. “Of course, if you hired me, say to protect you, and a Marked killer arrived to take your life.” now shrugging, “I’ve taken gold, and by the oath, I would do all it took to keep you alive.” even if the Assassin that trained him showed up, Dahmer would gut his throat with out a blink of an eye, for he would have taken gold. He then glanced to Bubbles as she emerged, her attire caused his lone, scarred brow to ascend,
[13:03:10] Dahmer Lycheborne: “You are from the North, yes?” he said, but speaking on with out awaiting confirmation to his confident assumption, “The Scarlets seem rather unorganized right now, but when they do become so, you might not want to exposed the flesh of your shoulders so boldly woman. You might get mistaken for a slave.” He had spent a lot of time in the North, and was more lenient, but he knew once within the city walls despite geography, City men were far more harsh.
[13:03:24] Dahmer Lycheborne: [*Told = Gold]

[13:11:08] Bubbles Tutti had not wished to bug the men, but to know who is outside her door could mean life or death. For knowledge was key in living in the harsh ways of gor. She would offer frank a simple and friendly smile to his reply. Her ears catching franks words and completely agree to some degree, though it all depended on the man and how desperate he sought wealth and power. Her head lowers as she feels something upon her foot. A bug, perhaps? She was not sure. Her fingers lightly brush at it and found it to me a string. Damn, already her outfit was falling apart. She would need to speak to the seamstress later about this. Bubbles slowly comes to a stand leaving the string there for now until she found a knife to cut it away. Her blue eyes turn to Dahmer as she listens still. ” I’m was born in the north.” Though she did not add more details as to where she grew up. It would be reviled in time as people got to know her. Her eyes smile and her head held high. ” Pardon me. I must have dropped it as I crawled out from the
[13:11:08] Bubbles Tutti: couch on a nap.” She would give a little bow of her head to Dahmer, as his warning did not fall upon def ears. ” Aye thank you for letting me know.” Though she was in her house, seems no where was safe from the red cast of gor. Her eyes turn and slowly she slips back inside to fetch her scarf that wrapped tight around her shoulder and neck. Carefully she slips it on and steps back to the door. ” Ifin you two want something to drink. I have fresh mead that I have made myself.” She could not help but offer, as that is her job as a woman and as a baker. Sher eyes smile to both and once more she goes quiet leaving the men to talk of business.

[13:11:49] Fishbeard (frankenbear.writer) had already increased the spending on guards and weapons recently. To pay BC to keep on retainer as protectors, he would have to raise taxes even more. That was a cost though he felt the city would bare as the preservation of FIshbeard’s life was always paramount in importance to silly things like tending to the ill and schooling the children. “When you get settled, I would like to work out such an arrangement. I will need to visit the city bank in the meantime and look into the books. I must be on my way now, but come to me if you need anything. I would like to have arrangements made bfore the rest of the Council is officially named.” He would then turn to be on his way as he told them both to be well.

[13:18:49] Dahmer Lycheborne had assumed correctly that Bubbles was from the North, he figured it was a safe assumption from her complexion, hair color and her manor of garb. And there seemed to be a rather strong Northern influence within the city walls since his arrival. To her response, he only gave barely a nod but his dark eyes did linger upon her for a few moments, it was something rare for him to see a free woman not fully covered, of course he was from the Southern city of Port Kar whom held strongly to such customs. But that had always been the curse of a free woman, and why they so bitterly and openly hated slave girls, for they were allowed to walk about and flaunt their sexuality, but a free woman held the allure that always grabbed this Killer’s attention. All one could usually see were their eyes and their arrogance and one wondered what was behind that veil and what was behind those cloths. Northern women were far more relaxed, and had their own beauty of course. To her offered drink, he shook his head, “Not today
[13:18:49] Dahmer Lycheborne: Lady.” addressing her as she was, a free woman. Now looking back to Fishbeard, giving a few nods to his departing words, “I am nothing, but patience Administrator.” he said before also moving along his path, having things to take care of, “Ill seek you out when the dust has settled, Gold and Steel, Scarlet.” he said. It was a departure meant for Killers, but Dahmer liked to say it to Scarlets, more so to annoy them, at a Killer’s bold path with out Honor.


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