The Haunted Forest RPG

[Yowza Wowza]

"Don't tell me what to do. I'm much more powerful than you! I'm the Reaper of Death." he snarled.

Kaz stared at him, "Cool. And I'm the Black Swordsman. I have a tip for you, 'Reaper of Death', don't let your ego get in the way of killing, you get distracted." He murmured.

 

[Bantambird]

Zahir picks himself up and shuffles to Ezria, stumbling over his stocking feet. "Jeez!" He shouted as he tumbled against the side of Ezria's bed. He pulls himself up, rubbing his bumped knee, the roughly shoves Ezria out of bed.
" On your feet wolf! It's been a few hours, we need to set up for the target before he gets here. Let's go get some coffee or whatever," says Zahir, massaging his temples and squinting at the dying sun.

 

[Athaid]

Ezria yelps as he tumbles to the floor, hitting the wooden boards with a loud thud.
"Ahhhh..." He grumbles, clutching his shoulder.
He opens his eyes and squints at Zahir.
"What the heck was that for?" He snaps.

 

[Bantambird]

"I'll be honest. I ain't feelin keen, and I just took it out on you. I know it's not the kind thing to do, but hey, at least I'm not gonna lie. Also, we overslept some. You seem to know he's coming in tonight. Do you know when?"
Zahir rubs his temples again. " Hold that thought. I'm going downstairs for coffee. I hope you come get some caffeine too, you look like you need it. Let's talk to that girl."
Zahir makes his way carefully downstairs, and picks a barstool, subdued compared to his raucous behavior before.
He flags the barmaid," coffee please!"

 

[Athaid]

Ezria glares angrily at Zahir and pulls himself up onto the bed. His shoulder still aching. He rummages around for his shoes but only finds one, so follows Zahir downstairs in his socks.
"Slow down snake." He mutters, rubbing his eyes.
The bar is quiet again, just as it was every morning. Ezria's vision is blurry, but he can see Zahir pulling up a stool and decides to sit a couple of seats down from him.
"I'll 'ave what he's havin'" He yawns, leaning against his hand.
The barmaid glances at the two bedraggled men seated at the bar and smirks, turning away and going into the back room.

 

[Bantambird]

Zahir blows on his hot coffee, and dumps plenty of cream into it to cool it down before chugging the first hot cup. Bringing the empty mug down on the bar, he waves the barmaid over for one more cup of coffee.
" So miss, I hear you might know something that would interest us. Care to share?" Zahir sips from the second cup, looking at her from the corner of his eyes.

 

[Athaid]

Ezria can barely keep his eyes open. He wraps his rough hands around his mug of coffee and stares blankly at the wall.
That snakes gonna pay for it if my shoulder's knackered..

She wipes the counter and flicks the towel over her shoulder, setting the coffee pot down on the bar.
"We can't talk here." She whispers, leaning in closer.
She looks around her nervously and moves to the end of the bar; Catching one of the other maids by the arm and whispering something in her ear. They exchange a few words, glancing back at the men every now and then with worried eyes. Eventually the other maid disappears into the back room and the barmaid moves quickly back to Zahir.
"Follow me." She mutters, hurriedly untying her apron.

 

[Bantambird]

Grunting an affirmative, Zahir gets up and obediently follows the woman. He wishes he knew where he lost his shoes at. At least it wouldn't be terrible without them.

 

[Athaid]

Ezria, still caught up in his daydream, doesn't notice the barmaid passing him by until she pushes him roughly with her palm. He jolts up and glances at Zahir, who has left his seat and has now begun following the maid. He takes this a sign that he should do the same; lazily lifting himself from the bar.

The barmaid leads them to a small door at the back of the room; pushing aside a table and turning the handle. Ezria squints as they enter; the room is cold and dim. He trips slightly and falls against Zahir, muttering some profanity as he does so. He hadn't noticed the floor was descending until just then.
She turns around and gestures to him to close the door. He looks around the bar one last time before pulling it shut. And with a loud slam they are plummeted into darkness.

 

[Bantambird]

" Alright then girl, out with it. Does this dark Knight have a thing for you as I've heard?" Zahir is eager to learn more about his prey.