Ookla de los Cuervos

Sever rolls his eyes. "If thats a try at her reputation, it isnt gonna work. it isnt really gossip if everyone knows" he sighs. no tact whatsoever, of course the stonewalkers have no tact. Sever looked to Volomir. Sever wasnt sure quite what Volo was thinking, but he did know one thing: the way he was eyeing the drunk sailor in the corner led him to believe that he was connecting them, and he had no connection whatsoever. "Ey, gem worshiper, I dont exactly like the sailor either. If worse comes to worse, before the end of the day I will even the vote out myself to save my own skin." he took up his dagger, hoping Arenta would forgive him for this, and wrote into the wall. he nods to himself, but cringes to himself as for what Arenta will say to him for this.

Sever had been listening with half an ear to the whole exchange outside, sighing. Nothing to work with here. I'm feeling that they aren't the guy we are looking for. the second man seems a bit... off however. Ill push that later if i survive to tomorrow.

He shatters the handcuffs, then looks them like "oops, didnt mean that to happen"

He snorts derisively. "If i wanted you dead, you would be. I want to get rid of the murderer just as much as you do." he settles back. ok, what do we know so far... practically nothing of value at the moment. i get the feeling that our gem worshiper isnt the killer we are after. the innkeep also seems nice enough, and thats all i can go by.

he shrugs.

he cocks his head like he doesnt understand.

Arke quits struggling.

He grabs Februarys legs and follows through.

Arke gives October a flat look, then dislocates his shoulder to throw February over him.

he perks up at mention of the Shin fellow. "hold on. A Shin fellow? I know it isnt me... so..." he absentmindly gives four clearmarks to Arenta, then turns to her. "You hear anything about what he looked like? any colors he wore?"

the right hook was a feint. the left fist slams into February's stomach, and is further aided by the momentum from the shoulder strike that hit Arke.

Arke rushes in, attempting a right hook to February's face.

Arke rebounds his body and throws february over himself.

The Kunai dagger disappears when it reaches him. He blurs again, and attempts to kick February in the side.

Except he wasnt. the moment before February got to him, he blurred, and he's got kunai flying into their back, while he flips away.

Arke's eyes widen as he hits the floor and rolls off the impact, hops back up, and holds a steady position, waiting for February's next move.

Arke flips away, his figure blurs for a second, then he's down to eye level with February and slams a fist into their gut.

Sever holds in his annoyance, if only just barely. Stones below, I very badly want to kill everyone here. but i made a promise to myself. so i wont.

"I owe you jack, woman. dont test me" he shouts back. he knew her reputation. he just didnt have anything to go off of yet. there was no... wait. there was. perhaps that would work. "You hear about the Elder who went insane? i heard he took a bond with an odd acting spren that was all red, and could talk. There's gotta be something up with that, right?"

Sever decides not to slam a dagger into the wall opposite the strange talker. But who knows. perhaps having his oathstone be his own for ONCE in his entire life could be fun. At least he wouldnt be accused of being the Assassin in White. He was the Assassin in BLACK, thank you very much. Regardless, there were things afoot. He sauntered over to the bar, ordered himself a drink, red wine, watered down, downs it in one gulp, then sneaks over to the strange man - Volomir, wasn't it? - talking into the gemstone - perhaps he worshiped the gemstone like Sever did the stones? - And peeked over his shoulder. "I would like to make a suggestion, if I may" he mutters, pointing at the sheet. He adds a secondary sentence, almost a postscript. Sever suddenly gets a strange thought, and practically involuntarily shouts "ALL HAIL STRIKER THE GLORIOUS IM" before slamming a hand over his mouth to prevent himself from saying random things again.

Arke quickly grabbed them all, gave them back to rye, gave a finger wiggle to say "No dont do that" then jumps up to the ceiling to watch the unfolding shenanigans.

Ill play! Sever stood by quietly, fingering the dagger in his pocket. If things go to crap, at least my dagger has my back. Sever is an assassin from Shinovar.

Sleeper leans to one side, vanishes, and comes up behind the guard. "Here's my proof" he mutters into the guards ear.

Squall looks around quietly. he laughs to himself about how much energy Sharlin is expending, when he is sure there is an easier way.