Lecky Twig

For the wombats

Jahora burst out laughing "no, don't worry, I get your jist. Trust me, I've gotten rid of my fair share of undisirable people too. Hey, don't look so surprised, I've met a few people who look way more far gone than your do. Not to discredit your mental state, of course, appearance doesn't always accurately portray one's wellbeing." he reached out and stillled her trembling hand "hey, did I say something wrong?" He said" I'm sorry." He finished his soup and put down his spoon, it stuck to his ring for a moment before it dropped into his plate with a light clang. How do I still always forget to deactivate. I've been using this power for years. "have you finished?" he asked, gesturing at her soup. "I'm ready to go when you are."

Wow! Congratulations on your many wins.

Hmm, but what if I stole your win instead of starting a new win. Then I would have both your win amd my win.

And then you always stop winning.

"yeah, I'll take you round to my shop when I finish this soup." he said activating his magnetism to pull to metal spoon towards his tungston ring and into his hand. He slurped loudly in companiable silence "so, how did you get into bounty hunting?" he asked. "Most newbie hunters don't start out as respectable as yourself." Why did Rose look so familiar, she reminded her of his aunt, although her hair wasnt the right colour. "I'll have to get one of my spies to look into her family" he muttered softly into his soup.

And now you dont have that win because I stole it from you.

Few seconds is even more bad.

One hour is bad.

Jahora relaxed a little at Rose's acceptance of his request. "I'll give you $60 000 when we kill Selene. Or at least she was called Selene when I" he hesitated and lowered his voice to a whisper "when I was married to her." He took a swig of his drink to wet his dry throat "But I have a feeling she's trapezed around with names other than that." he said, chuckling softly and pushing the leather folder towards her "here, you can have this, I already know everything in it." He fiddled with the top hat on the table "We share the 'means of excecution' cost though, I'm not really as rich as this hat suggests." He waved a nearby waitress over and ordered a bowl of soup. "There's a few pairs of eyes watching us" he said to Rose. "We should pretend that we're just two friends catching up before we embark on our hunt. I'm Jahora by the way."

And they danced under the light of the fireworks.

Drae reluctantly broke from his staring contest with the window. He grunted and obliged, sitting in one of the pews near Eryn. He folded his hands neatly in his lap waiting in feined patience; but his back was taut and his eyes continued to dart around suspiciously between the priests.

Jahora leant beside the tavern's front door as a lady walked inside. Grey eyes, auborn hair, about 20 years old; if his infomation was correct, then this was Rosa Oakenway. And if Rosa had arrived, then Tydel, the other local informant wouldn't be far behind. He fingered the red fabric of his pants, made by the textile shop that fronted for his other business and waited for a few minutes, listening to the rowdy merriment inside of the tavern. He looked up as he heard approaching boots crunch on the night's crisp grass. There he was, neatly cropped beard, gold brimmed top hat, perfectly tailored tailcoat, iconic: Tydel. Jahora melted into the shadows as Tydel walked approached his position. He breathed in slowly to calm himself as he contemplated the desicion he was about to make, a desicion he'd been putting off for years.... Until a few days ago when Rosa came into the picture, new to the job, few connections in the community. Rosa wouldn’t know him, and therefore she wouldn't be able to jude him. He breathed out. Jahora manipulated his and Tysen's metal coat buttons and flew out in sudden motion, arms swinging, knifes flying attacking the unsuspecting Tysen in quick motion. Then, it was over. He swiped the top hat off Tydel's bloody mess on the ground and walked into the tavern, spinning the hat around his fingers. He walked up to Rosa and sat beside her, looking intently at her eyes. "I have your next target" he said, putting on his all-knowing informanty voice and holding up a brown leather folder. "I'll give you her info, and tell you the sum of your reward if you agree to hunt her on one condition." he said, gulping slowly as he arranged the requirement in his mind. "I am going to join you on this bounty hunt." Then he set the folder on the table and opened it up revealing a photo and a few files of a stunning young women, Selene Drumencosta, formally Selene Apser; the heartbreaker, the hopeslayer, the ol' devil's dux. Rahora's eyes were filled with the image of her thick blonde hair and emerald green eyes. He rubbed his temples and clenched his eyes tight. "Will you hunt with me, to settle the grudge I have with this women? " he said to Rosa. He sighed as he thought to himself, I'm finally off to kill my ex.

"So what are you planning to do with them spikes? Just gonna leave them here somewhere, or were you thinking that someone would be here to meet you." Drae said as he looked around the empty church. Wait, did that shadow just flicker? He natrowed his eyes suspiciously at the window to let the phantom shadow know that he'd been sighted.

Most of my Sanderson books are in good condition, except Elantris which is held together with sticky tape and has pages falling out of it. The Elantris book is the eldest of my Sanderson books.

Hmmmmmm. If I'm not allowed to get a long win right now, then your not allowed to get one either. *Throws a minor tantrum because no one is letting me win.*

Except they wore green tights.

They went to ninja heaven.

Okay, so you'll let me win now. Lucky for me it's been 2021 for many hours already, so the sentiment of 2021 posts is gone.

Drae jumped off his pole and jogged briefly to catch up with Eryn. "What was that you just glanced at." he whispered to her. "And don't pretend I didn't notice you looking, I could see everything from up that pole." He looked back over his shoulder as he walked away from the tavern, hoping to see his rioter come out the door to join him.

Now that's impressive. Now you should let me win for more than 24 hours to loom after my fragile competative spirit.

*consoles my 22hr win to make me feel better*

Aww com' on. I didnt even get close to four hours.

Drae climbed up onto on of the taven's supporting posts and started jumping up and down to get a good veiw over the town buildings. "There." he called out to Eryn below, pointing west towards the building with destinctively large windows.

I like eating blood sausages. They are very tasty.