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Post by silas on Mar 4, 2012 16:36:32 GMT -6
"It's called being rude and threatening, and people don't respond well to it. Trust me, I know," Silas replied, stabbing at a few steamed vegetables that had been included on his plate. He'd been plenty rude and threatening when he was younger, and he had a lot to owe to the Harbinger of the Companions for teaching him out of it, no matter how little it had actually helped,
"Just look at the inn keeper. He look like he wants to help you?" he shrugged his shoulder a bit to gesture to the man.
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Post by Sahruvaak on Mar 4, 2012 22:00:27 GMT -6
Sahruvaak looked over at the innkeeper, who visibly jumped when she did. Soon though, she gave a shrug and answered, "I'm sure if I asked he would. Most people that have seen me at least once usually do." The Nord seemed completely obvious to the fact that people did what she said out of fear.
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Post by silas on Mar 4, 2012 22:30:03 GMT -6
Silas gave up trying to explain things to her right then and there with a shrug. It wasn't his responsibility to teach her anything, "Whatever works for you. Do you want to hire me now, or after I get back to Whiterun?" he finished the last of his steak, waiting to finish chewing before he finished off his vegetables too.
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Post by Sahruvaak on Mar 4, 2012 22:54:08 GMT -6
"Hm, well. I suppose if you aren't to busy, then we could go now. However, it's dark out." She said shrugging. "Or we could wait 'til morning and..." She stopped short, eyes shifting quickly to a young, dark-headed Nord woman who had just walked in. Sahruvaak made no attempt to hide the fact that she was checking the woman out, nor did she try to stop herself from doing it.
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Post by silas on Mar 4, 2012 23:05:45 GMT -6
"I've already bought a room for the night, I intend to sleep in it," he stated, setting the plate aside and rolling both of his shoulders. He'd glanced over at the woman who entered, looking over her quickly before looking back at Sahruvaak. He blinked at her, then looked back at the woman who entered, then back at Sahruvaak. Silas grunted and turned around on his bench, standing and picking up his helmet, "You have fine tastes." he commented, considering a bath in the nearby river before going to bed.
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Post by Sahruvaak on Mar 4, 2012 23:38:19 GMT -6
"Damn right I do." She said, turning back to Silas. "That is one sexy lady." The last part she said a little quieter. She didn't really need the woman running and informing everyone that she was being stalked just because Sahruvaak found her attractive.
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Post by silas on Mar 4, 2012 23:59:59 GMT -6
Silas just gave a grunt in reply, holding his helmet under his arms and giving the inn one last look, "I'll see you in the morning." it wasn't any kind of final statement, just a comment being made as he stepped over the bench and towards the door. He wanted to clean the grime out of his armor before going to bed, and to do that he'd need to go outside.
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Post by Sahruvaak on Mar 5, 2012 1:07:29 GMT -6
"Alright. In the morning." She said, rising from her seat and heading to her room to go to sleep. The room was neat, as always. Still, she started thinking that she might leave the Innkeeper a tip. He really deserved it. However, she shrugged the thought away and decided to wait until morning. With that, she laid down and went to sleep.
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Post by silas on Mar 5, 2012 1:38:50 GMT -6
The bath outside was cold and generally miserable, but Silas had shrugged off the discomfort and headed back inside. He'd nodded to the inn keeper and to the other Nordic woman before walking straight to his room and going to bed. The Redguard had also tracked water and dirt all through the inn upon re-entry, causing the inn keeper's son to bristle a bit and start cleaning. Again.
Silas woke around mid-morning, having slept for as long as he'd pleased. His armor was dry and sitting next to his bed where he'd left it, and he rolled out of bed with a slow inhale and exhale of breath. Right. Breakfast and then back to Whiterun.
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Post by Sahruvaak on Mar 5, 2012 13:03:27 GMT -6
Sahruvaak had woken up early, but it didn't seem to bother her. She was sitting at the bar, carrying on a conversation with the innkeeper, who was holding a few septims and a garnet in his hand. When Silas walked in, she gave a smirk. "Geez, you sleep a lot."
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Post by silas on Mar 5, 2012 16:51:36 GMT -6
Silas only grunted in response, stretching and rolling his neck as he exited his room. He spared the inn keeper a look before looking back at the Nordic woman, "Are you ready to go?" he asked, checking his own equipment; namely his shield and mace.
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Post by Sahruvaak on Mar 6, 2012 12:28:57 GMT -6
Sahruvaak stood up, smoothing out her robes before looking back at him. "I will be after I go get my weapon." She said heading back to her room. Soon she reemerged with the warhammer on her back. "Now. Lead on."
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Post by silas on Mar 6, 2012 14:32:41 GMT -6
"You have the money to hire me?" he asked, standing at the entance door and facing her. It was a standard question, but one that needed to be asked regardless before they started.
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Post by Sahruvaak on Mar 6, 2012 17:11:32 GMT -6
"No I just though I'd let you lead me to the Draugr and then kill you so I could get your services for free." She said in a flat tone. Then she remembered who she was dealing with and sighed. "Yes, I have the money."
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Post by silas on Mar 6, 2012 19:33:56 GMT -6
Silas had just raised an eyebrow at her, but walked out the door regardless, saying only, "Speech craft." on his way out. He put his helmet on and breathed in the fresh air, orienting himself before heading for a Nordic tomb not far from here. It was north and slightly east of Rorikstead, and they would likely be there by the afternoon.
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