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"My name is Kier Senshi," Kier stated giving a polite bow. "What about yours?" He asked as he stepped up to her table.

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Sebastian listened in on what was going on over at the table where the bard was telling fortunes and judging by the line this could take all night so he stood up went over to his old table and picked of his bottle of liquor noticing that it still had a fair amount of liquid still inside. So he picked it up and made his way back to his seat closer to the bard .

Votlyan opened the door outside the inn, though he would become very frustrated at what he saw. the area outside seemed crowded to him. Seeing passers-by come and go so fast, he would easily be seen out in the open. Votylan decided that the idea of leaving the warm inn was foolish at best, reluctantly closing the door, and sitting by a lone table to the left, doing his best to act as if he had never moved, though with the commotion by the bard, it probably wouldn't matter. As Votlyan sat with his head down, he saw a dirty newspaper beside him. His curiosity getting the better of him, he decided to dust off the abandoned sheet, and have a small read.

the young man walked in from the door minding his long bow tring not to hit any one with the tip of the bow he hit the town drunk by mistake the town drunk started yellin at the young man he did not know what to do .

why am I even here...what did I do wrong?
Another blow to the face splattered blood across the cobble stone of the back room of the tavern
the man in front of him had a table filled with tortures tools and in a raspy voice he spoke.
"now...Arthur is it?..no need to answer I just want you to tell me who you work for and...I will consider to let you go"
Arthur was had his stomach hung over a wooden beam and his hands handcuffed to the ground with blood dripping out of his mouth he spoke.
"for the last time you bloody cow I do not work for anyone!" a blade whipped across his face leaving a deep cut.
"I know you are lying know tell me the bloody truth!"

((The cards were randomly drawn, and not planned at all.))

Eevi quickly shuffled her deck, grinning to herself. "You do not need my name in order for me to predict the future." She laid out three cards randomly from her deck in a diagonal line, and rested her hands on the table eagerly.

"So, Kier Senshi, let us being. Here is your past..." she motioned to the first card and flipped it over. The Knight of Cups upside down. "The Knight of Cups indicates youth, transition, struggle and conflict. Perhaps you have seen plenty of this in your past. It also opens a gateway. The Knight of Cups often depicts a single young man looking for adventure of all kinds.

"Your present," she said, motioning to the second card. The Tower, upside down. " The process of change has started. Do not resist the inevitable breakdown of your present circumstances - let go, do not fight it. Look at things the way they really are - ignore the opposition and you will win the day. To rid yourself of something old or undesirable, you need to literally get rid of it - so that something much better can come along. See the writing on the wall - accept your situation and do what you know is right. Do not wait till the last minute - trying to hang on only makes the situation worse. Clear things up and have the courage to start over.

"Your "ego" can find a reason for everything - but it is the wrong reason. Allow yourself to undergo the full experience. Trying to keep a tight reign on your reactions may lesson your pain for the moment - but in doing so, you do not release all the repressed emotions. The painful experience continues inside you - never having gone its full course. In trying to shield yourself from the Towers lightening - you virtually become its prisoner."

She flipped the third card. The King of Pentacles reversed. She narrowed her eyes a bit. "Appearing in a reading reversed, the King of Pentacles may be cautioning you to steer clear of gamblers and speculators and people who may attempt to manipulate or coerce you, particularly to do with financial matters.

"When the King of Pentacles appears reversed in a reading it is a warning that you may be dealing with someone who is unfair, dishonest and untrustworthy. You are warned to double-check the fine print prior to signing or taking on anything of importance."

She leaned back a bit, glancing up at Kier.

how may I do this...may I kill him instantly in front of the others?..or quietly..hmmmmm.
A small growl escaped his lips hearing the girl tell he mystical tales *chuckles* hehe I never thought such things true..waiting for his move he stared at the girl telling the man his "next steps" blasphemy..
he was staring straight at her with glowing red eyes....

the drunken man pushed the young archer to the wall he didint know what to do
"look sir i dont want to fight i am sorry it hapend by mistake"
the archer sounded a bit worryed and he didint know what to do he was hopeing some one would help him out he started looking around


(sorry if i typo alot and for the bad gramer i have a medical problam)

Kier stood there for a moment longer, "the past was pretty strait forward, simple, and in thw right area. The present I must say is somewhat bizarre and quite curios considering I am sitting in a tavern.As for the third, I'll remember what I have been doing for the last several years," he chuckled at the memory of when he had told the most outrageous story, and scared the living daylights out of a bridge toller.

the young archer punched the drunken man in side of his jaw knocking him down the drunk had lost some teeth and was bleeding "wow i havent felt like that for some time" he went and sat down net to kier and didint say a word to him

(Post people, please)

The goblin leaves the cabin. How some people are so careless to leave their windows so easily accessible. Flinging a rock at it and shattering the fragile glass is such an easy tasks. And being almost in the middle of nowhere, the little cottage was easy picking. Now slipping out with a bag fulls of food and other items he can sell to some fellow merchant that doesn't ask to many questions over his shoulder, the goblin can almost whistle a sweet little tune over his accomplishment.

((I hope it's alright if I butt in.))

(no problem currently at an inn though, tomorrow morning Kier will be back on the road again)
Kier stood up from the bench and excused himself, "well I am off for the night, I operate on a bright and early schedule." he made his way through the tavern and to his room where he would sleep for the night.

((Alrighty))

It took him awhile, but soon enough, the goblin makes it back to a nearby populated area. Though he entered the area through different means and avoid most of everyone in there. He managed to find a shop where he could sell the clothes and jewelry, though before he did so, he took of the diamonds and other expensive crystals that were on them. They were very few but they were enough for him.

Once he managed to collect whatever coins he could collect, the goblin takes this moment to look around. Suppose the inn might have something interesting.

Eevi seemed proud of herself, to say the least, and gave a sniff of accomplishment as she held her head high. "Don't waste a good fortune like that. Keep it in mind." She gathered her cards and began to shuffle them again. "Alright, who is next? C'mon people, I won't have all night! Even a bard has to rest in order to rejuvenate her talents!"

Several people tossed coin her way and she quickly grabbed it up, starting to begin other fortunes.

The goblin looks around and notices the woman who was seemingly boasting about something. He notices her rearranging the deck of cards in her hands. Feeling almost tempted to play.. However, the goblin denies himself to participate in such game. Last time he tried to play cards with a few people, he was practically close to ripping someone's face off.

Still, he observes from a distance. If he can't satisfy himself by taking part in game, he can at least enjoying some other poor souls getting angry and frustrated over playing it.

(In about 22 hrs RLt try to have everything wrapped up and your characters about to head off to bed, I'll be doing a time skip for the night, if anybody plans in doing something in middle of the night let me know)

After a long read of the lengthy courier paper beside him, Votlyan finally made his decision to stay within the Inn. He slowly got up from his chair beside the darker shade of the doorway, heading toward the innkeeper. Votlyan looked at the price one night, and handed to the innkeeper a small bag of coins, he waited for the Innkeeper to make a decision, hopefully presuming Votlyan's reason for coming towards him. Votlyan remained optomistic, this place was bound to gain the attention of some unnatural visitors, so perhaps the Innkeeper would sympathize with him, with Votylan being unable to speak properly.

Bui continues to watch the game from a distance, though he briefly looks at the new person that came in. Rather big fellow. Not something uncommon that he sees, but the amount of armor covering his face and body is questionable. The goblin presumed for a moment he might have been a guard and it wasn't a big surprise he had a sudden urge to leave. However, a thought comes to mind. Why would a guard be staying at an inn?

Bui tries to shake off the slight paranoia he has in his head, observing the card game once more. Still, he gives the other a few wary glances.