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originally posted in:The New Dojo
4/15/2017 11:10:00 PM
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Ite, standing awkwardly in the off-center of the large room. Having not quite gotten the memo on fancy clothing, he wore his charcoal robes that has been quite moth-bitten at the edges. On his feet were plain loafers, above which were a pair of pants with a faint flame decal near the cuffs, just noticeable on close examination.
After just having existed for a while, Ite walked over to a server to search for a drink. Along the way, he glanced at the crowd to check for anyone of note.
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[u]Out of all the fancy clothe laden guests, one stood out in particular; mostly due to the fact he was a literal giant, standing at around nine feet tall. Instead of the formal wear worn by most of the guests, he donned a freshly polished set of armor that covered all of his body except for his face. Covered in brown hair, a majestic beard flowed down his chest, compensating for the almost militaristic style haircut that shaved away most of what hair was on the top of his dome. Awkwardly walking through the crowd, it was apparent he was trying to avoid bumping into other guests as he walked towards a large pillar, his hand on a large sword sheath kept close by his side.[/u]
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Standing from his poor 4 foot 11, Ite was nearly invisible to the giant of a man; only noticing him when having bumped directly into him. With a loud think, Ite fell over, landing on his back.
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[u]Jumping as he felt the bump and heard the loud thump, Bjorn looks down, afraid he hurt somebody. Seeing the short man on the ground, he bends downwards towards him offering out an oversized hand to help him up.[/u] "[i]Sorry about that, I'm just a bit... overwhelmed by this party. Are you hurt? I didn't mean to bump into you like that.[/i]"
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Ite reached upwards, grabbing onto the offered appendage. He dusted himself off and looked upwards at the man, unable to see much other than is beard. "Oh, I'm fine. More than fine actually. They serve a good... well whatever this is." He held up, in the perspective of a large man, a small opaque glass, then proceeded to drain its contents.
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Haknir approached him, two drinks in hand, and gave one to Ite. "Well hello. Quite the nice dinner here, don't you think? I can't say I'm entirely sure why I'm here though, I just like to show up at these events."
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Having taken the offered refreshment, Ite takes a sip and closes his eyes to enjoy the flavor. Opening them once again, he responds to Haknir. "To be honest, I have no idea how I ended up here. I just sort of, show up to events like this. It's almost like some lazy writer controls my life."
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Edited by Haknir: 4/16/2017 2:21:34 PMHaknir laughed and sipped his drink. "Me too, friend, me too. This castle is quite nice though, almost as great as the ones back home."
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"I assume by that you mean the old land of Tamriel?" Ite took a good swig from his beverage, then searched for any server holding snacks. "On the subject of castles, I wonder the ulterior motive of this gathering."
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"As do I. There better be loot involved. Pirate's gotta have his treasures."
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"Well I for one have had my fill of treasure. I'm simply hoping that whatever happens will be thoroughly exhilarating." As a servant passed with a cheese plate, Ite picks a. Ice water cracker and tops it with a somewhat soft white cheese.
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Haknir picked a small piece of cheese off as well, but only looked at it for a short time. "Well a little bit of fun never hurt anyone. Of course, I have to make money too though, it is my business after all." He took a small bite out of the cheese.
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"Well if you do your job well, don't you only need to do it once to have all the treasure you could possibly need?" He popped the cracker in his mouth, savoring the flavor for a second, then swallowed after a thorough chew.
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"Well I work for a crime boss. A constant flow of income is good for everyone." He kept taking smaller bites of his food, obviously not used to the taste.
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He saw a few fellow dojo members, but most of them were dressed to impress. Otherwise the Galla was filled with people he couldn't recognize. [spoiler]reply to other folks for now. At least those who are not talking to other people[/spoiler]
