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Nessa
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Date Posted: 12:42:37 06/14/01 Thu
Markus had sent her a message to meet him at the Godspeed Tavern. Now if she could just get away from all the eyes of the villa, she would soon know what Charles was up. Like usual Nessa didn't take into consideration all the dangers this might entail, or even the fact the message might not have come from Markus, didn't even stop to think it was a bit unusual that Markus would place her in such danger.Just hellbent as uaual to find trouble.
The guards at the gate were no problem as she just curtly ordered them to mind their post, it was not unusual for Nessa to do as she pleased. But now Shard was another matter altogether, though she watched the night sky for signs of the huge beast, she was not so sure even though she never spotted him that his eagle eyes were not watching her. She would just have to trust he was busy mating or munching on a side of beef somewhere.
The Godspeed tavern was a run down little establisment on the east of town, a hang out for thieves and thugs. Nessa had at least had the foresight to arm herself before starting on this little adventure. She had had new leathers made to fit over her ever swelling tummy, the linen poets shirt more or less hid her pregnany from casual view. From the far side of the street she stood in the shadows watching the tavern and its activity till she was sure there was no immediate danger. Her casual stroll acrossed the dusty street was watched by two pair of intent eyes, unknown to her.
~w~ that be our mark..aye?
~w~ shadup ye fool, afore she hears ya
Before she even reached the worn, dirty boards of the walkway four pair of very strong hands tried to grasps her from behind, it was obvious they had expected little resistance, Nessa immediatetly dropping and spinning as the wicked dagger was pulled from its sheath about her left thigh, a deep slash sent acrossed the leg of one assailant as she rolled in the dirt road to get a better stance, a slow smile spreading as she heard his scream knowing the blade had found its mark. Her pleasure was short lived as she stood facing the two huge thugs, muderous rage in the eyes of the one whose right leg was bleeding profusely. But never let it be said that Nessa didn't have heart, though that heart was near pounding out of her chest right at the moment.
~g~ well what are you waiting for...if theres anything left of you give my regards to Charles..
She was prepared for the move, dropping and rolling between them as they both growled and lunged at her, her blade posed for the unhurt one, only to hear her own cry as the flesh of her right upper arm was laid open by one of their blades. She came to a crouched stance behind the two thughs as they began their spin to face her again. She was never quite sure of exactly what happened next, all she could see was a flurry of feathers, men and blood. The lights of the taven depicted the scene as drunken occupants poured out of the tavern doors to see what all the blood curdling screams were about. When the dust had settled, Shard stood posed in the middle of what only now seemed to be two bloodly pulps. Well what was a girl to do? Nessa stared hard at Shard for a moment, finally clutching her right arm to staunch the flow of blood.
~g~ Jesus..Shard...I had things under control...
She thought about refusing the wing that was lowered for her and walking back to the villa, but a few curt chirps from Shard left little doubt he meant to see her home. Wenching as she used her wounded arm to climb upon his back she muttered without much hope of the damn beast agreeing.
~m~ I don't see why Burgoo or Cricket have to know about this...
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