Relix
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 14, 2009
- Location
- timewastington, capitol of procastor
Another day, another day closer to his knees being shattered. Ralin owed a shadow broker roughly thousand gold coins, give or take. Given that even the rarest gem in all of Azerila is only worth roughly three hundred and fifty coins. Some may ask what he did to do be do get into so much debt with some 'shadow broker'. Rumors spoke of the male being courageous, stealing rare gems, fabrics, animals from the broker. Other rumors suggest him taking the broker's pinky finger. None of which were true, the ones far and few in between were very humorous if you ever got to hear them.
Truth was, Ralin simply had a bad problem with his tongue. Getting himself into situations that weren't necessarily great in the end; for him or a party he is with. His mouth shot off too quickly before the male had completely thought over an statement. Like this time in Karuboo, he was gambling with four gang leaders. In an attempt to make a joke about their current topic, Ralin shouted off at the mouth with the male sleeping with a gang leader's sister. Yeah, that didn't go down too well. His sister just so happened to be raped and murdered the day previous. All in all, Ralin was barred from Karuboo.
"Hurry up and get into a crowd, woman..."
Ralin's eyes were locked onto a female who dressed, from what it looked like, rare silks. Which meant she was either; a Mage, ones who dressed in fine fabrics to distinguish themselves from the population, or they were simply very rich. Either way, both options, the male would find a way to get into her satchel and take something.
Scratching at the stubbles on his chin, dark blue orbs locked onto the female's figure. Tunnel visioning her throughout the crowd. A light breath passing through his lips, he needed a bigger crowd to work his magic. Pulling the dark black hood of his head, attempting to conceal his face from everyone. The shadow broker had reach all over, chances of someone working for the broker were very high in this town of Taki. Chances of them knowing about Ralin were also very high.
Truth was, Ralin simply had a bad problem with his tongue. Getting himself into situations that weren't necessarily great in the end; for him or a party he is with. His mouth shot off too quickly before the male had completely thought over an statement. Like this time in Karuboo, he was gambling with four gang leaders. In an attempt to make a joke about their current topic, Ralin shouted off at the mouth with the male sleeping with a gang leader's sister. Yeah, that didn't go down too well. His sister just so happened to be raped and murdered the day previous. All in all, Ralin was barred from Karuboo.
"Hurry up and get into a crowd, woman..."
Ralin's eyes were locked onto a female who dressed, from what it looked like, rare silks. Which meant she was either; a Mage, ones who dressed in fine fabrics to distinguish themselves from the population, or they were simply very rich. Either way, both options, the male would find a way to get into her satchel and take something.
Scratching at the stubbles on his chin, dark blue orbs locked onto the female's figure. Tunnel visioning her throughout the crowd. A light breath passing through his lips, he needed a bigger crowd to work his magic. Pulling the dark black hood of his head, attempting to conceal his face from everyone. The shadow broker had reach all over, chances of someone working for the broker were very high in this town of Taki. Chances of them knowing about Ralin were also very high.