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[Thugren]

Skive..


THats the name he had now, he didnt know why or how he got it, but like this world, it just happened. Skive sat in the tavern of Black rest in northern colorado sipping his drink, a dirty moonshiners swill, tastelessly.


The patrons where speaking of a war, some old world country had finally attacked american shores. But you manage to catch a quick snippet, something that shouldnt have caught your attention.


"I heard that guy cain.....I heard he is starting an army....I heard... Hes the ripper

[Iron K]

Skive takes a moment to "enjoy" the plain drink, hoping that the alcohol has more kick in it than the flavor. When the words reach him he halts his movements, his intoxicated thoughts storming in his mind.

Why did that register? Does it have any form of meaning? A sign?!
He shook his head, hoping that the thoughts would disperse, but only giving himself a mild headache.

As Skive tried to drown the headache with the remaining contents of the glass, an insight struck him. During his life, he has acted on a lot less than some tavern gossip, so why not now?

Acting on his impulse, he stand a little to quickly on unstable legs. After rising once again from his seat, he makes his way to the area from where he heard the gossip:
"What was that I heard about 'cain's rapping army', or whatever?" He sounds out with an unnecessary loud voice.

[Thugren]

The men look at you and pull you down as two peacekeepers come into the bar.


" quiet you fool you looking to get hung?!"

They look around to make sure the areas clear and speak in low tones

" Cain... You know the one from the rumors ? They say he's making an army to fight ho siht

[Iron K]

Skive looks around a bit confused, but the aspect of getting hanged makes him keep his head down. The fact that he finds new glasses with a bit more interesting contents on the table also helps him settle down.

"Sorry, I have been on the road for a while. So who is this Cain guy?" He says casually while helping himself to one of the glasses.

[Thugren]

Clothe man looks at you in suprise

" Cain is a legend in these parts. Some call him archangel... Some say he isn't even human but a demon sent from the old world to judge us."

The second man at the table slaps his friend to silence his blathering.

"He's ex ho siht military... A real hard ass... Some say he got fed up with the sanctuaries and the bullshit and is trying to tear it all down... Give it bak to the people you know?"

[Iron K]

"No" Skive say, pausing to empty a glass. "I don't know. I'm not from around here. Actually, I don't really know how I even got here, but that's beside the point. You mentioned 'ho siht'?" At this point Skive is observing the men with a sober interest, and a glimmer in his dark eyes.

[Thugren]

He nods

" ho siht ... The government.....the Barney bastards that tax everything into the ground and hold guns to you if you question them..

The peacekeepers that have entered the bar look your war, and begin to talk amongst each other.

[Iron K]

"Never had any problem with them." Skive says casually, while reaching for another glass. "But then again, it was a long time since I stayed a while in a Sanctuary. Seems like I missed allot.."
While sipping the glass, Skive eyes the peacekeepers discretely.
"So how would one go about to meet this Cain guy? He seems interesting..."

[Thugren]

" some say he comes to anyone looking to join... Some day you have to meet one of his agents ..... Either way hell find you if your important enough.

The peacekeepers shrug and walk past you , sitting at the bar well out of earshot .

" I hear that one of his agents works in the forge...they say he's been supplying the resistance here with weapons

[Iron K]

"Sounds interesting enough!" Skive says with a smile and rises from his seat.
"Thank you Gentlemen for the nice company. Hope you will have a nice day."

Skive turns away to leave, but stops, and turn back to the table.
"Sorry to bother you again Gents', but where might I find the forge?" He asks with a gentle smile while scratching his beard.

[Thugren]

The man slides something under a napkin across the table.

" outside make a left and walk until you see the smoke.... You'll smell the coal soon enough.... Go with peace friend."

Both men stand and dismiss themselves from the table without a word

[Iron K]

Skive give the men a thankful nod, then reaches for the napkin(together with the "something) discreetly and wipe his nose with it, before he place it in one of his pockets. Then he silently moves to the exit of the tavern, filled with the sort of excitement that he only feels when he takes the first step of a new journey.

Was this what he was looking for? Could this give him answers? Or maybe give him the question to the answer he was searching for? The excitement made a playful smile dance over his lips, and Skive could hardly wait to see where all of this brought him.

[Thugren]

You leave the bar and you find it safe to  
Check your pocket, it is a purifiers badge, the symbol of the eagle.

The town stretches before you , you can head to the forge or hea to the varying districts of the town

There's industry the market the forge or the coleseuim

[Iron K]

Skive takes a closer look on the badge, before he put's it in one of his pockets. Then he heads of to the left, keeping an eye out for smoke. Still feeling excited over this new road of his journey, he start to whistle a delightful tune.

[Thugren]

You see the smoke rising in the distance, the forge is an archaic one, most of the work being done on a coal black anvil.

A man looks up from his work with the hammer, his rugged and flat face smeared with soot. He runs a hand through his red hair and offers you a nod.

" there Somin you after boyo?

[Iron K]

"Greetings! I've heard that this is the place to ask about this Cain guy." Skive says casually with a easy smile.

[Thugren]

the forgemaster slams his hammer down, sending a shower of sparks in all directions.

"your not too fond of living are you. "

He states indifferently.

"Thats not soething you just blurt out. " he stands and motions for you to follow him into his workshop, disappearing into the ballow room.

[Iron K]

Skive grins and follows the man.
"I have found that if you want straight answers, you need to ask straight questions. Though I must say that I have learnt that this sometimes brings more trouble then it brings answers. But life wouldn't be fun without a little risk, now would it?"
As he walks, he take a good look at the interior of the workshop.

[Thugren]

Blades, hammers , scythes all adorn the wall and the blacksmith close the door.

" you come ... To my forge hooping like a fool sonething you don't know. Cain is a legend to us.. You don't just join the revolution... You die by it. He is casting down the government that leaves the rich pampered and the poor fighting for life in the ruins... Choosing to join us will make you comforts enemy."

[Iron K]

Skive stops suddenly and raises is hands.
"Woa, hold it there. I never said anything about joining anyone! I just want to meet this Cain fellow. Seems like an interesting guy, and I hoped that he might have some answers to me. But honestly, your troubles does not concern me that much. Sure, I wish you the best of luck, and I wont stand in your way, but I wont join you. No hard feelings I hope."