——●✦ Excuse me, kind ser, but do you know the way to the nearest tavern?
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——●✦ Excuse me, kind ser, but do you know the way to the nearest tavern?
captainavik started following you
"welcome to our little plane of oblivion." the nord sighed.
((Attempt at RP with CaptainAvik)) Ship Heist.
Hulacar wrinkled his nose in distaste as he snuck around the East Empire Trading Company docks. Hulacar whispered to himself, “The Red Dust, no, filled with brigands. The Dainty Sload? No, too well guarded…..” Then Hulacar found a perfect boat to try and rob. “Perfect…. The Novrynea….” Hulacar was poor, even by normal standards. A fallen Thalmor wizard. Now resorting to petty thievery just to put a meal on his plate. With tattered Thalmor robes that are the only sign of his once prominent position in the Nirn. The boat before Hulacar looked like ripe pickings. Only, what, 20 crew members? A small crew for a nice fortune and meal. Should be easy enough. Hulacar, however, did not know what captain he was dealing with.
::COMMUNICATION TO: Captain Avik::
The Scavenger robot trundled on board the ship. It looked somewhere between a tank and a scorpion. It had two small arms with tracks at the end, a arched tail, and a small head assembly with a claw like set of mandibles. In its mandibles was held a piece of paper. It trundled over to the nearest crew member and scanned them, trying to find the Captain of the vessel.
captainavik
"Greetings stranger."
((for AvikMod!))
((Captain Avik, I need a ref. Do you have a tag on you page?))
"Roan? Yes we haven't met before and unfortunately my first impression might not be the best due to grey mages so..." He quickly peaked him on the lip, "My apologizes."
[Roan raised an eyebrow at the Redguard, but listened curiously as he explained himself. Once the man had completed his task, Roan grinned broadly and kissed the man back.
“Not a problem. Nofaced folks are an odd lot.”]