Black Ice (FA)

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Altira turns away from a rather hurt looking Milrew. He began walking away towards the steps again, quitly Milrew spoke again, barely audiable:
"I think your lying..."

 

Altira is scared ****less that his life could be in danger. (S)He couldn't be bothered about a 12 year olds' opinion of him. He walks cautiously over to the exit, trying to hide in the shadows...

 

Altira runs down the stairs towards the exit. Altira opened the door slightly and peered out, nobody there. He signs in relief and turns round and jumps in surprise
"Milrew! Don't sneak up on me you stupid brat!"
"Hey! Don't call me a brat, I'm better than you!"
"Oh really?"
"I have arcane power at my will!" Altira drew his knife again and waved it in front of the boys face
"And I have got the strength to silence you, now scram." He pocketed the knife again and headed out the door and glanced down the long, dark, alley before him.

 

Deciding to avoid the alley and the dangers that may be lurking there, he climbs a nearby ladder that takes him to the rooftops of the city.

 

now, you see, I don't remember a ladder. If it isn't said it isn't there.

 

Altira feels bad about yelling at Milrew and goes back to talk to him.

 

Altira turns round, Milrew is standing by the doorway looking rather put out.
"Look, kid, I'm sorry, right? But this is business. So don't bother yourself."
"I'm not stupid y'know. My father is in the circle of mages." Altira glared
"That is nothing to be proud of, you know all mages are despised here, surprised you've lasted."
Milrew shrugged
"I don't look it, but I'm quite advanced in the Aarcane arts."
"You're right, you don't look it."
"Why don't I come with you? I can help!"

 

Altira glares at Milrew, then says "All right. Come along, and start helping by staying out of the way."

 

Milrew tottered behind Altira, taking several little steps to each of Altiras' cautious strides. He looked immensly pleased with himself as he followed Altira alone the maze of allys and supply roads until they came to a dirty looking road with run-down houses lining the sides and a larger building, a sign announced it was 'The Black Crow' over the road, one of the houses had acracked window on theground level, the occupants seemed to be elsewhere, and a man lay face down by the pub, he gurgles every so often, an empty bottle in his hand, stone drunk most likely.

 

Altira tries to crawl in the cracked window.

 

Altira smashed the window further and opened it and climbed in. Milrew followed him
"Are you sure we should be here?"

 

Altira ignors Milrew, and looks around the place they have just entered.

 

Altira looks around the dark room he'd entered, there were broken steps up to the second floor, they look too unstable and unused, there isa small bed in the corner and a table in the far end of the room with a small bag, a plate, a silver knife and a strange bottle.

 

Altira goes and grabs the items and very politly asks Milrew to detect the items for magic.

 

"They're not magical. The plate's wooden, the knife is just expensive silver and the bag is full of copper coins." Altira pocketed the stuff. It may turn out to be a good night after all.

Stolen:
Wooden plate (Value 13 coppers)
Silver Knife (Value 12 Silvers)
32 Copper Coins


25 coppers = 1 Silver
15 Silvers = 1 Gold

 

What about the strange bottle?

 

Altira reaches out for the bottle and jumps as he gets ashock from it.
"I think I know what it is..." Milrew whispered nervously
"What is it then?"
"It's the bottle that's magical."
"It's just glass. a nice colour too."
"It's not glass. It's the blood of a Cakarich. It's a magical beast. It's an air demon, huge transparent wings and a roar of thunder." Altira shrugged and picked it up in a cloth and shoved it into his pocket.

Stolen:
Wooden plate (Value 13 coppers)
Silver Knife (Value 12 Silvers)
32 Copper Coins
Cakarich Bottle (Unknown value.)

 

Altira goes back out side.

 

Altira opens the door and steps outside, Milrew follows him.
"There he is!"
Altira turned, the group that was taunting him earlier was back.

 

Altira throws the Cakarich Bottle at the ground bellow the feet of the people chasing her, in hopes of smashing it open.
Then runs off down the street