"Drunk and weary"
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(20:37:31) Jacula leaves her as there is a crowd approaching 'they will never get me..' he whispers to her, before walking away swiftly. 'Maybe she didn't know' his conscience reminds him. He justifies his own means to himself 'One can never be too careful'..
Jacula found himself sulking in Kada-els tavern. "Had the paranoid thoughts gone to his head?" he had asked himself numerous times. He was indeed a devious man, hardened through battle and a broken childhood. Yet beneath his exterior there was guilt and regret. He choked down another mug of red liquor, it's fierce taste soothing his conscience, if only for a while.
Drunken and weary, Jacula found himself in a argument with another man who was no doubt searching for answers in the bottom of his mug as well. Intoxication may have been a factor, yet Jacula had noticed the presence of a certain eavesdropper..(12:15:22) Mogweh stands on the stairs silently listening to the conversation below
(12:15:23) Jacula glances over at Sillamon and then back at Corakek 'how about you buy me another ale and we forget all about this?' he scoffs mockingly
(12:15:36) Sillamon inches away from the bar slowly
(12:16:22) Corakek sizes up the battle hardened fighter before him and contemplates for a moment
(12:17:35) Corakek says: to show your good faith i suggest that you buy a round for us both.
(12:18:39) Corakek says: we wouldn't want any ill will between three gentlemen on such a night as this now would we?
(12:18:50) Sillamon grins and intersects "I do like beer .."
(12:19:52) Mogweh nods to the diaboli as they pass, but says nothing.
(12:20:23) Jacula frowns, tempted to punch Corakek in the face. yet instead he shoots him a disturbing smile 'Very well elf, let's forget about this incident' before he throws an octa before his feet 'There is a sign of my good faith' he sneers
(12:20:31) >Jacula Pundactum dropped an Octa.
(12:21:19) Jacula takes a seat, seeming somewhat weary as he looks around the room.
(12:21:35) Corakek says: i will assume you mean for me to humble myself and buy us all a round...very well ynnwn, for civility.
(12:23:20) Corakek says: do you want anything in particular then my good sir?
(12:23:29) Sillamon says: Beer
(12:23:36) Sillamon smiles happily.
(12:23:39) Corakek says: good man
(12:23:44) Jacula glares over at Corakek 'Make with a beer elf'
A discussion follows, yet Jacula's focus remains on Mogweh. He decides to leave, with his balance slightly off he staggers down the steep steps leading to the red crystal den. He supports himself against a building nearby, carefully listening and waiting. Sure enough a Menki rushes down the stairs, surprisingly Mogweh walks up the post by the read crystal den, ready a sign nailed to it. In Jacula's mind however, it's a mere diversion..(12:47:08) Mogweh reads the sign on the post shifting uneasily
(12:47:38) Jacula watches Mogaweh, attempting not to get noticed.
(12:48:40) Jacula studies the menki, weary of his intentions.
(12:49:09) Mogweh turns round to leave, seeing Jacula looking over at him he says pointing at the sign,'just looking for job'
(12:50:14) Jacula narrows his eyes and takes a step back, his right hand resting on the dagger hidden in his sleeve.
(12:51:52) Mogweh hold up his hands in peace and stammers,'I - I mean you no harm sir. I was just passing through looking for a friend of mine when I saw this sign. '
(12:52:55) Jacula sneers at Mogweh and heads into the dark alley behind him 'Don't follow me rat, if you value your life'
Maybe the Menki is just another commoner he thought to himself. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him again. The light thuds of Careful steps can be heard behind him, was the Menki following him after all? he leaned into the wall lurking in the shadows, holding his breath. Knowing that he had to act fast, ruthless and most importantly, keep his follower alive long enough to get some answers.
(12:55:53) Mogweh stops and look around not seeing Jacula.
(12:57:53) Jacula holds his breath as Mogweh walks past him, he sneaks up behind him. putting his arm around his neck, he squeezes with all his strength trying to put him to sleep.
(12:58:50) Mogweh hears the approach with a well trained ear and as he feels the arms go around his throat he attempts to step back and to the side twisting his neck free.
(13:00:04) Jacula grunts as Mogweh squirms out of his grip, he pivots to the side and unsheats the dagger hidden in his sleeve, aiming it towards Mogwehs spine in a violent stab.
(13:01:35) Mogweh says: seeing the dagger fly towards him he jumps back and to the side attempting to grab the dagger hand as he does and manages to cut his arm in the process.
(13:03:02) Jacula sneers as Mogweh grabs his wrist. He drops the dagger to the ground as he charges forwards, trying to tackle Mogweh into the wall behind them.
(13:04:39) Mogweh hits his head and the breath is knocked out of him as the force of Jacula pins him to the wall. Desperately he tries to push the man aside.
(13:07:24) Jacula keeps Mogweh pinned against the wall with his weight, locking his eyes with his. 'Filth from the sewers like you should know better' he exclaims. He seems paranoid as he quickly looks around for onlookers. He tries to grab Mogwehs throat and sneers through gritted teeth 'Who sent you?'
(13:08:54) Mogweh stammers,'s-sent me nobody s-sent me. I was looking for a f-friend of mine -a dwarf, he's very sick.'
A dwarf, very sick.. Sillamon the elderly dwarf. There was no way Mogweh could have mistaken his presence in the tavern earlier, if he was indeed a friend of his as he claimed, a clever alibi.. Yet Jacula could see through it. At this point Jacula was convinced that the Menki was sent by people wishing him harm.(13:11:19) Jacula growls, as he squeezes Mogwehs throat. Unsheating a curved, razor sharp dagger strapped to his thigh with his other hand 'you will talk sooner or later, how about you save yourself a lot of pain. And stop playing stupid' a intense anger burns in his eyes, who knows what he might be capable of.
(13:13:53) Mogweh grabs at the hand at his throat and the dagger, making a gagged exclaim,'it's the truth! he's old and blind and really needs my help - please!'
He is good Jacula thought to himself, he had really captured the essence of being helpless. He knew that even the toughest had their breaking point, now it was just the matter of finding it. Be it by persuasion or brute force.(13:16:43) Jacula frowns at Mogwehs pleads 'Wrong answer!' he exclaims before pointing the curved dagger towards the menki's stomach 'Last chance, who sent you?. make with a name before i gut you like a trepor! he roars, nostrils flailing wildly.
(13:18:45) Mogweh in a desperate attempt to escape the knife aims a heavy blow at Jacula's groin with his knee.
(13:21:27) Jacula is caught off guard and steps back as Mogweh knees him in the groin, his platemail greaves luckily absorbs the most of the blow. He tries to stab the knife into Mogwehs gut as he is pushed back, forcefully ripping it upwards.
(13:24:13) Mogweh sees the hand move upwards but moves too late as the dagger rips through the upper part of his arm. He steps to the side trying to get some distance from Jacular.
(13:26:26) Jacula squints his eyes as Mogwehs blood splatters into them, the charges towards the menki. Trying the kick his supporting leg with the intent of tripping him.
(13:30:16) Mogweh surprised by the move but still agile despite his wounded arm,attempts to dive to the side of jacula forcing him to crash into the wall.
(13:34:17) Jacula bumps into the wall due to his violent attack, he turns around and shoots Mogwehs an icy glare 'You are skilled at avoiding your fate rat, you can run.. But you cannot hide' he reaches for his glypth sack, fidgeting one of them as he points it in Mogweh's direction 'Weakness' he sneers as a dark smog exudes from the glypth
(13:37:17) Mogweh steps back trying to out run the spell. As the smog bears down on him he shouts,'you crazy mad man, I'm just looking for the dwarf, I just want to help the dwarf!!'
(13:38:53) Jacula watches the smog weaken Mogweh, he rushes forward leaning into a punch aimed at his jaw, with the intention of knocking him out.
(13:42:04) Mogweh weakened by the smog, his limbs heavy and unresponsive he takes the full force of the blow and falls to the ground. As his vision dims and black spots form before his eyes, he murmurs,'Mellas' then passes out.
(13:42:33) >Mogweh Parduu takes a seat.
(13:46:36) Jacula regrets knocking him out upon hearing Mellas name, he quickly searches his body. Realizing he has mistaken the menki for a assassin. 'Impossible!' he think to himself as He cloaks himself in his filthy robe and kneels down next to him, putting his curved dagger to his throat. Hesitant about ending his life.
(13:46:48) >Jacula Pundactum takes a seat.
(13:51:44) Jacula closes his eyes, what has he become.. A murderer without the sense of right and wrong? a paranoid madman who shed the blood of innocents? he opens his eyes, his dagger still pressed against Mogwehs throat
(13:53:27) Mogweh begins to come round mumbling,'Mellas, must find..Mellas.'. Slowly his eyes open and flinches, shocked at his situation and at his fate staring down on him.
(13:55:16) Jacula stares into Mogwehs eyes from inside the darkness of his hood. He keeps the dagger pressed against his throat and whispers 'Who is this.. Mellas, and why must you find her?'
(13:58:29) Mogweh gags as the dagger presses into his throat and replies weakly,'I've never met her, but I think she can help me with Sillamon. She's good see, a good person... if you can imagine such a thing in this city.''
(14:02:24) Jacula whispers 'You where at the wrong place at the wrong time.. Don't be afraid. It will all be over soon' With a swift slash he cuts into Mogwehs throat with his eyes closed. Ravished by guilt, yet knowing that he cannot leave any loose ends behind.
(14:07:43) Mogweh flinches as the dagger cuts through his throat. Blood spews out and he gurgles pitiful but indecipherable words. Holding on to Jacula's arm as he looks into his eyes in one final desperate attempt at mercy.'
(14:10:29) Jacula pins Mogwehs hand on his chest, sheating the knife as he puts his other hand on his forehead 'Shh.. Close your eyes.' he whispers.
(14:13:00) Mogweh subcomes to the blood loss and slowly his life slips away.
(14:13:39) Jacula watches as the stone ground beneath them turns red, he closes Mogwehs eyes with his fingers before slowly getting to his feet.
(14:13:42) >Jacula Pundactum stands up.
(14:15:41) Jacula shoots Mogweh a final glance, before he heads out of the dark alley. not knowing what to believe anymore, failed by his instincts and tortured by his guilty conscience.
"Jacula shoots Mogweh a final glance, before he heads out of the dark alley."
