The Hunt (Visia and Sherona)

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Sherona

Outside an tavern is a scene that might not have seemed unusual. The rain falling causing the dirt along the ground to turn to mud, the sky cloudy and overcast. As such there are few people loitering outside of the tavern. Yet there was a horse, with gear that suggests that whoever was riding this horse was expecting to spend quite a bit of time out of doors.

A man lounged near the horse, his face scruffy with a beard that looks to have seen better days. Salt and pepper hair fall to his shoulders, and his peircing blue eyes might seem to be taking in the surroundings, though in reality he is keeping an eye on the door. Rajack is an expert at what he does, as is his team. They bring in most anyone if the price was right, and this bounty the price was more then right.

One of his men was covering the back of the Tavern, incase their prey decides to take a window exit rather then the door. Yet they endeavored not to stand out, to blend in...with any luck their prey would not even know they were there.

Visias

Gejin sat quietly in his room, his thoughts scattered to the winds as the severity of his situation came to light before his very eyes or ears as it were. He ceased his meditation and stepped out of his room carefully making his way down the hall and into the main hall of the tavern. He was thankful of the wind carried words sent to him by his comrads, however; at present it was still much to early to throw a party. As he stepped off the final stair on the ground floor of the hall he became aware of everone in the tavern, he was unsure of whom he was looking for but hopefull they would reveal themselves soon.

Sherona

Rajak sighs slightly, his wirey body standing. Patting his horse lightly, he checks his equipment on his body. A knife, a sword, some rope, and a few odds and ends that mgiht be useful. He really did not want an open confrontation in front of any people that might get hurt, but he also did not want to sit out here in the rain.

Moving through the front door of the tavern, his wet hair sending streams of water rivulets down his craigy face. His weathered lips form a smile within the scraggly beard, and his hand falls to his dagger naturally and easily though he does not drawit from his sheath.

Gejin was at the foot of the stairs, his prey, his target. Moving with the fluidity of one who was completely at ease, no tension to be seen, he moves toward his target. "Lets just make this nice and easy, so that no one else accidentally gets hurt..." His words are low, and only spoken as he nears the other man.

Visias

His senses spike when someone new enters the tavern, this would be no issue if it were not for this new person's movements. "He's coming right at me!" Gejin thinks to himself in a slight panic, however his sense kicks in telling him that this new guy may just be heading upstairs to his own room. This prospect calms his nerves slightly and allows Gejin to calmly and naturally step away from the stairs and head towards an empty table where he sits down. "There you go, good boy, don't lose yourself now.." he thinks as he waves down a waitress.

She smiles at him and in a perky voice asks his pleasure. He takes some comfort in her manner and asks for whatever they have that's hot and ready. She nods to him and walks off, he was calm now and it was just a matter of mentally preparing himself for whatever lay ahead. He checks his time piece and notices how late its getting he hopes the girl returns soon.

Sherona

Surprise is etched in his features as his prey completely ignores him, skirting him to sit at a table. So surprised was Rajak, that he did not even attempt to stop him from sitting, and thus had to wait for the waitress to leave.

Shaking his head, ballsy fellow this Gejin seemed to be, Rajak moved back towards the man, and this time one hand raises and falls, attempting to land upon the seated man's shoulder. "One more time, and this might get messy. Just come with me all peaceful-like."..

Visias

As the hand falls upon his shoulder Gejin realizes that the time for calm had passed and without a single word he stood up. He turned and looked at his captor and screamed loudly in his face, he followed up this blood curtling scream with a single word....ANATHEMA!!!!

The time it took to utter out that word seemed like an eternity, however; when it was done every person in that tavern with any ounce of intelligence promptly stood up in a rush and in a mad panic rushed for the door in a stampede that would result in the destruction of every piece of furniture between the bar and the entrance. Without fail Gejin allowed the mass of frightened mortals to carry him away in one slightly painful sweep that he was sure to regret later.