BASKA - FRIEND OR FOE[SOLO C QUEST: BAD]
Sun Aug 14, 2022 6:00 pm
Sun Aug 14, 2022 6:28 pm
FRIEND OR FOE
Nana was given another piece of paper with an address on it. it belonged to one of the three contractors- Kalaus. Nana had heard rumors of him. He was a shrewd business man and kept his secrets quite well. The job was simple enough that Nana understood it right away. "Kalaus is away on business right now. I need you to sneak into his residence and look for any incriminating evidence. Be careful though. I don't know what this man will do if he finds out you were in his house snooping around." said Matorro with genuine concern. Deep down, nana knew that Mattoro was a kind and compassionate man. Easily influenced. Easily manipulated. With the details and the address clear, Nana would leave the Cold Collier hideout without another word. technically, Mattoro hadn't forbid her from killing. WC-204/1,000
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Sun Aug 14, 2022 6:37 pm
FRIEND OR FOE
Breaking in to the residence proved more difficult than Nana first anticipated. The building was large- impressively so. It was clear that the man was flaunting his wealth and trying to lure in more profits from those hoping to make a quick amount of jewels. The main issue though, was the people about the residence. Although it was on street level, Nana noticed a handful of specific people that seemed to wander about aimlessly and look around. Incognito guards. I best wait for nightfall and a shift in guards. she thought to herself and found an enjoyable spot up high on rooftops to watch and wait. Once night had fallen and Nana was fully rested, she would watch closely as the guards seemed to disappear momentarily and get replaced with equally lackluster onlookers. The green haired girl took that moment of weakness and tapped the side of her clothing to activate a spell imbued into the material. Her body became partially transparent. In the darkness, this gave her a huge advantage as she hugged the shadows and made her way through the visual parameter. WC-232/1,000
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Sun Aug 14, 2022 6:43 pm
FRIEND OR FOE
The inside of the house was dark, but it would remain that way. Lighting anything would alert the guards outside. Thus Nana worked quickly but efficiently in the darkness. Thanks to her race as daemon, she could see quite well compared to others in darkness. Diligently, she searched for a good hour and was about to throw in the towel. It seemed that Kalaus didn't have any dirt... At least involving Mattoro and his gang. It was then that she noticed a single parchment tucked into the desk drawer in his office. The drawer was locked of course, but the paper's edge was barely hanging outside. WC-216/1,000
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Sun Aug 14, 2022 6:50 pm
FRIEND OR FOE
The contents themselves of the letter were rather disturbing. Only in the sense that the communication between Kalaus and Giroud were in agreement that Mattoro and his gang needed to be silenced once and for all. It was just as Nana had suspected would happen if left unchecked for so long. This wouldn't do. Although he was a wimp of a man, Mattoro was one of Nana's clients. She needed more information. Was the third contractor also involved? A wry smile stretched across Nana's face as a plan began to form in her demonically twisted mind. For the time being, there was little more than Nana could do. She made a copy of the parchment and carefully tucked it back into the drawer. Simply taking it would draw too much suspicion and caution. With he spare made, she would leave the residence the same way she had entered it. The rest would have to wait for the early rays of daylight. WC-209/1,000
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Sun Aug 14, 2022 7:00 pm
FRIEND OR FOE
Fortune was with Nana. The third contractor: Frankan, was in town today to do business. Nana had spent the last few hours eavesdropping on conversations and piecing together enough information to figure out Frankan's business route. He arrived shortly in a closed and heavy elaborate carriage. Carefully and nimbly, Nana would time her jump from the roof and land softly behind the stage coach whom guided Frankan's carriage. Before the man could respond, Nana's daggers were in her hands and sunk deeply into the man's back. She had pierced his lungs to cripple him and prevent him from calling out any alarms. With Nana now in control of Frankan's carriage, she would guide it elsewhere. Namely, a dark alley back in the slums of Baska's streets. WC-198/1,000
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Sun Aug 14, 2022 7:08 pm
FRIEND OR FOE
"Awfully slow for a prominent business man." said nana as she taunted the man, hinting to him that things were far from his ideal expectations. Slow indeed, it took several seconds for the full realization to dawn on the man. "I have lots of jewels. If you are here to kidnap me, let me pay you and let's be done with this." he would say, trying to regain his composure and steer the discussion into a favorable position for himself. Nana whistled at the offer of money and then chuckled. She raised her right hand and her steel dagger appeared. The fat man Frankan was now ruffled and he began to fidget in his seat- speaking muffled through his handkerchief. "Now now mad'am! We can talk about this sensibly and you can walk away very rich. There is no need to hurt me to convince me of anything." he said... begging and pleading for his life in so many well structured words to not make it sound pathetic. WC-311/1,000
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Sun Aug 14, 2022 7:27 pm
FRIEND OR FOE
A smile crossed Nana's lips, but the man couldn't see the lower half of her face thanks to her half-mask. He could only see her eyes and the squint of a smile from her upper jaw. It was still enough to convey to him, Nana's intentions... Even before her next words rang out in alarm to him. "Oh but Mr... I want to hurt you. You have something I need and I have to make sure you are sincere. Or else...." she would say, allowing her words to trail off and allow the man's mind to imagine the rest. The human mind was best used against itself after all. She would make him imagine his worst fears, just to torment him and weaken his resolve. Now in the fight or flight emotions, the fat man tried to get out of his seat and push passed Nana. He knew she needed him alive for the information he had... for now anyways. That was his key to escape. If he could strong-arm her and make it passed her, he was sure he could escape. Nothing was ever that simple however... Especially for a man with self-induced terror. Even as he tried to push passed her, he would find that her strength was far above average. With her free left hand, she would latch onto Frankan's extended arm and squeeze like a vice. The force of the squeeze drew a painful gasp from him and he cried out as he fell to his knees. "Help! Someone help! This lady is crazy and trying to kill me!" he yelled, his voice echoing against a few nearby walls and then fading. WC-276/1,000
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Sun Aug 14, 2022 7:28 pm
FRIEND OR FOE
Nana twisted his arm, wrenching it from its socket and using the arm to push the man's face into the sewage water beneath him on the street. Rats scurried about, both eager at the fat man, but also worried about the daemon. "No one can hear you scream back here, fat man. Now tell me what I wish to know or else you will wish I would be so quick to kill you." she would say in a vehement hiss against his ear. Both soft and cruel- yet offering him salvation. If he told her what she wished to know, she would give him a quick and painless death. "Tell me everything you know about the dealings between Kalaus and Gifourd. What is the plot against Mattoro and his gang?" she would ask as she interrogated, twisting the man's non-socketed arm even more, slowly. He would scream out again, but only from the pain. Sweat poured down his face, mixing with the sewage water. The mixture of the dirty environment and the excitement from the pain, caused the fat man to vomit. The nearby rats were no longer able to help themselves and swarmed near Nana and Franken. They lapped up the vomit and seemed to be waiting for more. The expected a meal from this. If possible, Frankan wished to avoid becoming rat food. "Please! I don't know what happened between the miners and the other two! They keep me out of the loop on dealings with third parties! All I do is offer investments which they eagerly accept and pay me back. I can tell you where they like to meet and where though! Just please don't kill me and feed me to the rats!" yelled the man in sheer terror- his mind far from rational. Nana proceeded to extract the information from Frankan. She believed he was innocent of this deal, but she needed all of the information she could extract. When she was done, she would release him. "You're fortunate my client has a soft spot for innocent people. If you tell anyone what happened today, I'll visit you again." she would say. She didn't even offer to give the man an idea of what his next torture would be if she had to see him again. To which Frankan got on his knees in the sewage ground and thanked her profusely, promising to keep this a secret. Just then, the corpse of his butler fell from the carriage onto the street and the rats swarmed the corpse. The fat man watched in aghast horror, imagining if that had been him. By the time he looked up, Nana was gone. Not her voice though. "You're life is yours for now. Good luck getting out of the slums though." she would say in a disembodied voice, trailing off into the distance with a cackling laughter. WC-478/1,000
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Sun Aug 14, 2022 7:37 pm
FRIEND OR FOE
Satisfied with the sheer amount of information she had obtained, she quietly trailed Frankan for the rest of the day. She could have easily gone straight to Mattoro and let him handle the rest, but the green haired daemon woman wished to ensure the safety and peace of her clients over trivial comforts. It had taken the fat man quite some time to escape from the back alleyways. the slums were an unforgiving place. Halfway through his "adventure" he had been onset by some thugs. Just as nana thought she may have had to get involved- Frankan did the wisest thing. he threw his jewel purse and fled in terror as the thugs turned on one another for the quick cash. That made Nana chuckle quietly. WC-221/1,000She followed him until he reached his own residence. It wouldn't be until late that evening after the man had gone to bed, that nana was convinced that he would keep his promise. Confident Mattoro and his gang were momentarily safe, she returned to the man himself and exchanged her information for jewels. "I'm glad Frankan was innocent and it's unfortunate that he had to be hurt for this information... but I understand. I'm just glad you didn't kill him." she said to Nana, knowing she had only spared him out of mattoro's good graces. WC Total-Â 2,764/1,000
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