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Topic Started: Nov 18 2011, 08:22 PM (745 Views)
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It seemed that Sanae had finally arrived at his ideal location. After wandering through that damned Lavender forest and several towns he had reached Onibas Town. Many would often flock to this location for shopping of some sort or to see all of its amazing bazaars and other sites, the ancient swordsman was here for similar reasons. He was here to find and obtain something, but he had no intentions of buying or paying for it. Even if it wasn't here he was sure there was info on where it could possibly be as well. In the end, the zombie man would be damned if he was going to leave this place empty handed.

As usual, he received odd looks and stares as he entered town and people moved out of his way in fear of his appearance. It wasn't often that the walking dead came strolling down your street with a sword and samurai garbs on. By this point Sanae was used to it and simply looked past the civilians as if they were transparent. He had more important things on his mind anyway. Why was he here then?

Well, the answer was simple. After being revived and having his grave site desecrated he soon learned that his belongings were snatched by grave robbers and other common low lives. There was really only one posession that he was desperate to retrieve at this moment however and that was his favored sword, the Shusui. Sure, he had some imitation Shusui on him at the moment, but it wasn't the same, and the fact that people would dishonor his grave to begin with had angered his already restless soul. Ever since escaping from that man who had brought him back to the realm of the living the number one thing that had been on his mind was retrieving that sword.

He doubted the grave robbers had much knowledge on swords and just how high a quality his blade was which lead the decayed swordsman to this location. If they had sold it off for some quick change then it would more than likely be here or atleast have passed through here. It was the town where you could find anything and if it wasn't here then it didn't exist. Well, that was what people had told him anyway after he had successfully coerced them into telling him what he needed to know.

Now the question was just where to begin. There were many streets thriving with people, vendors, small shops, and other possible resources. Seeing as Sanae had never been here before in this life or his previous one (if it even existed then) it would be too easy to get lost in a big mess like this. He sighed and simply went where the wind took him, taking a street to his right and moving to the first shop in sight. His geta sandals tapped lightly against the pavement as he could see the man beginning to cower a bit as Sanae approached. It seemed like he had some sort of toy shop or something, which surely wasn't what he was looking for. "Pull yourself together and tell me where I can find a weapons shop of some sort at. I'm looking for a sword."

He said with embarrassment of even having to be around the guy. And he was supposed to be a grown man? They just don't raise men how they used to nowadays, huh?
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"Here you go love, a tankard of ale," The barman boomed above the racket of the plenty of locals. Smiling back to the friendly owner she handed him the right amount of jewels for the rink. Bringing the large cup up to her lips she sipped the bitter liquid. It took a few more sips for her to get used to it but soon she was taking some large mouthfuls of the alcoholic beverage. Looking to her right she saw the handful of incapacitated individuals who had successfully passed out at the bar. A smile graced Lexi's face as she saw the owner take the half filled tankards of ale and pour them into each others. They were apparently going to be his own drinks for the night, after all eh couldn't afford to waste the drink.

Looking around she saw the quaint little tavern was bursting with bodies. The usual laughing and singing filled the room, making it hard to hear even your own thoughts. It made Lelnari annoyed but the ale was helping sooth her anger. Not many plans for the night meant she'd probably just sit there and drink, or at least sit there and study the people around her. To her left was a table of rowdy men. They looked shady and probably were associated with some gang seeing as each had the same tattoo on their necks. As one obnoxious man roared once more Lelnari decided she couldn't help but want to leave. However she wasn't going to be driven out by a guy who was probably womanising to hide his own attraction to men. Smirking at her own deduction the white haired woman stood up and headed to go relieve her bladder.

Walking past the table she felt their eyes fall on her body. It irked her but she supposed they were desperate enough, and it was just looking. What came from the loudest one was what made Lelnari snap. As she felt his hand grasp her buttock her face turned red, easily contrasting with her snow white hair. Her fists tightened, her eyes closed, her mouth tightened. In a whirlwind the young woman turned around with speed. Using her fist she made contact with the perverts face. Knocking him from his stool the place fell silent. Marching towards the man on the floor she grabbed the front of his shirt and hoisted him up. Slamming him against the wall she didn't even care if his friends were right behind her, though they were too drunk to really notice.

Raising her fist the mage was ready to run it into his face again. However she stopped at the owners request. "I don't want much trouble little lady, though I don't blame ya', do you mind taking it outside!" He bellowed. She could hardly go against the friendly barman's request. Using her almost mannish strength she dragged him through the tavern's door. The street outside was too busy to do much beating so she turned around and pushed him into the alley at her side.

As the drunk man mouthed off at her she smiled. Using her feet she kicked the guy backwards, causing him to stumble and fall. Almost immediately she kicked him again, this time across his face. With the scum bleeding from his nose and very disorientated she proceeded to use her legs to cause him more pain. Repeatedly hitting his abdomen she had an almost manic look on her face.

"You want to touch another woman without her permission again, you want to feel her body with those dirty, little hands again. Next time you want do it I want you to remember this, remember that you are scum, remember that your not fooling anyone with your macho facade. Just remember that you deserve to die...and you will if you do that again!" She shouted, though probably no one could hear with the ramble of the market. Leaving him just short of unconsciousness. She wanted him to feel like dirt, she wanted him to feel the pain.

Walking back into the tavern she smiled at the rat's friends, causing them to just laugh thinking their man had gotten lucky. Taking her jacket from the stool she had sat on the young woman smiled at the barman and left. Sad not to be able to hear the man's cries of pain the mage merged into the rest of the crowd. Looking for a weapon's stall was what she needed to do. Her main weapons were her fists but sometimes a fight called for some kind of prop. Talking to a few of the other stall owners she was given directions to the shop. It was about a five minute walk away, which wasn't bad, it would allow Lexi time to walk of her anger.
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There was a lot of whining and screaming for Sanae not to rip open his skull and eat his brains the other crap. You know, one would be surprised at how often people thought that he was trying to eat their grey matter. An odd concept that had developed over the years he had been gone from Earthland that really made no sense in his mind. Hell, even if he did fit this disturbibg stereotype there was no way he'd waste his time chewing away at the brain tissue of some sap like this. He had to have some sort of standards after all, right?

Still, this was growing to be more of a pain then he could ever want. Unsheathing his sword he quickly sliced the stand in two, letting the halves fall apart and his merchandise scatter across the pavement. The black blade gleamed in the sunlight for a few moments before the swordsman pointed the tip of the weapon at the shopkeeper's face. "Just give me some damn directions or I'll be forced to cut you down the middle as well. And pull yourself together, you're pissing me off." His voice stuttered and stammered out of fear that was running through his veins, but eventually the poor guy managed to choke out some answers. Apparently there was place just down the street from here that sold high quality weapons, even those with magical qualities and such.

The zombie's cheeks lifted, indicating a smile. Seeing as he didn't have any lips it was a rather disturbing look that was more frightening than assuring. Still, seeing as he now had his answer, Sanae sheathed his blade once more and walked in the direction the vendor indicated. The walk ended up being only a few minutes long and once he got there the shop was pretty hard to miss considering the number of people standing around or walking out happily with their new merchandise, some even testing out their weapon's abilities. Sanae could even see one guy emerging with a polearm of some sort crackling with electricity around its blade. A large jewel sat just beneath it that appeared to be a lachryma of some sort.

It was an amazing sight to the undead warrior as lachryma technology had come a long way since his time. Perhaps once he found his Shusui he could upgrade it with some more up to date forms of magical enhancements. It was definitely worth a thought and possbily saving up some jewels to get someone to work on an upgrade for him. For now though, he would have to focus on actually getting the weapon. Stepping into the store now he could see that it was much larger on the inside than it had appeared from outside. Now...where to start?
Edited by Hideo, Nov 19 2011, 09:58 PM.
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Lelnari's route was shorter than she imagined, her walking must have been fuelled by the anger and she found the first weapon shop. It wasn't much, more of a weapon shack. All of the weapons however were sharp, shiny and swords. Not what she was looking for. Apart from her lucky knife she hadn't used anything sharp and pointy, she liked using her fists to beat the opponent, when she used a weapon she preferred to hear the blunt hits as well. Using a blade to take someone down was something she had never done before, her knife had not tasted human blood and she wasn't in the hurry to allow it. All she had to do was rely on her fists and they hadn't let her down yet.

Not even bothering to talk to the vendor she went to the next weapon shop she was told about. The same thing happened there as well. Swords, spears, scythes, everything to spill blood.'Damn Onibas, thought I could get anything here. Where are the good bludgeoning weapons, the blunt ones made of wood and metal.' She thought as she passed this stall. Her anger began to rise again but she simply breathed deeply and counted to ten, that's what her uncle did when he didn't want an anger burst. Strolling to her next stop she was happy to see it be an actual shop.

Lelnari didn't see the name of the shop, she was too blinded by seeing someone come out with a club, though apparently it was on fire. This was a magic weapon shop but hopefully she could find some simple weapons they had. Walking in she noticed the shop to be popular. As macho men and slim females combed the racks for their next weapons she saw the variety this large shop held. Whips, spears, maces and bucklers were only a few of the wonders which the room held. Smiling like a happy school girl she went to work finding the weapon she was looking for.

It felt like she'd been in the shop a matter of hours, even though it was only ten minutes. Shopping was not Lexi's passion but she wanted this, which meant she'd endure the pain. Walking into another room she found a rack. On this particular rack was a weapon. A weapon which lit Lelnari's eyes up like fireworks. Rushing over she picked the tonfa's up in her hand. Swinging them a bit she got a feel for them, the wooden sticks were light and felt right in her hands. A shop assistant came over to help, and decided to show her something that would make her want them even more. With a small incantation the wooden sticks shone and became metal. He said it was a temporary effect when fighting either monsters that could easily break wood or weapons that cut it.

Lelnari wanted it, yet the price was too high. Putting the weapon down she smiled and thanked the assistant. Knowing no other weapon would induce such a reaction she wanted to call the search off. However as she started to walk towards the door something, or someone strange entered. His face withered and obviously different from all those around him she stopped to witness what might enfold.
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As usual, the entrance of a zombie into your local store was a bit of an eyecatcher as Sanae nonchalantly walked through and could feel their odd stares upon his dead flesh. He stopped in place and let his eyes scan the room, well, his vision in a sense seeing as helacked in the actual eye department. It seemed that the magical items were located in portion of the store while other sections were for non magical weapons, though they were still sorted by quality.

Obviously the cheaper stuff was your weak beginner weaponry that was hardly even worth picking your teeth with. Pretty much the same quality of weapon that Sanae was forced to work with right now with his false Shusui and his Shurei. Of course the real high quality gear that any true warrior sought to obtain cost an absurd amount of jewels, hell, he couldn't even afford any of them right now. He'd have to eventually find a way to get some cash if he wanted to buy some of those swords. A lot of them had already piqued his interest.

As his search continued however he grew more and more discouraged that his weapon wouldn't be found here. Rather than bother with continuing a likely to be fruitless search, Sanae decided to do a bit of information hunting instead. Moving towards the shopkeeper behind the counter, he could see a long line of men and women waiting to make their purchase, but simply ignored them all. Any that were in his way got a forceful shove to the side in order to be removed from his path and soon enough the zombie man had reached the counter where he could see the shocked face of the owner.

Fortunately, he didn't end up crying and panicking or anything of that sort. It was nice to know that there were still some men around here who had a bit of pride in their image. Of course, testosterone, anger, and sharp pointy things were never really good to have in same place as Sanae could feel a heavy tug on his shoulder from behind that pulled him back before he could even get out a word. Apparently one of the men was less than happy with the treatment the swordsman had given him. "Hey, what hell is your problem? Get your ass to the back of the line before I make your face look even more jacked up!" Looking him up and down, the white haired male assumed him to be just your average angry brute. In his hands were some kind of club like weapon which made it seem even more cliche.

Ignoring him again, Sanae faced the shopkeeper again and began to speak. "Anyway, I'm looking for a weapon that looks just like this one here, but is more...authentic, and of much better quality than this crappy little thing. I already know your store doesn't have it so mind pointing me in the direction of one that does. I'm just a guy trying to retrieve what's his."

Behind him the club carrying brute was beginning to shake with anger as several veins in his head began to pulsate and his face was flushed with a furious shade of red. Someone had anger management problems apparently.
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Lelnari stayed back for a while, observing the strange new addition to the weapon retailer. Leaning against one of the pillars that held the whole shop up she slowly analysed his behaviour. He didn't seem to want to look at the variety of weapons, more wanting to look for a particular type. His attention peaked when acknowledging the sword section, though the attention was short lived as what he was looking for was definitely not there. A man on a mission what he did next irked Lexi. Using his taller frame and frightening appearance he bullied his way through the line, making some part like the red see and nudging others aside as if they didn't matter. Tightening her fist as anger began to bubble the white haired mage breathed in and out again. A fight here would probably be deadly, she wasn't a weapon user and the man held a sword at his side. Without any protection going against a sword like that was stupid, plus she only had a knife to parry with, which was not a good idea.

No she'd just have to watch, after all if she disarmed her opponent once he had multiple choices for a replacement and she could tell he would have no worries taking what he needed without payment. 'His appearance is menacing. He looks like something out of the horror stories uncle would tell me, the curse of the Living dead or something. However if he was killed once he can be killed again which makes him less scary. Still his face is like a skull, his skin is decaying...or decayed. His teeth fully on show. Its not like he's trying to hide it unless those bandages are his failed attempt. This guy doesn't look very safe to be around!' She thought as she watched him some more.

As the mumbled voices of both the zombie man and store clerk continued Lexi couldn't help to indulge in her side hobby. This was a once in a life time sight, or so she thought it to be fascinating enough to actually take a picture of. Rummaging in her back belt pouch she found the small camera she used to take pictures of her travels with. Looking at the screen she zoomed in and focused the camera so she could clearly see this weird man's face. It was amazing, up close, or at least through a camera lens the skin was surely coming away from his face, yet how was this man still alive. Using her experience of supernatural happenings she could easily put it down to Magic but she had not seen this level of necromancy ever. Was someone controlling the beast or was it really a case of a zombie walks into a weapon shop.

Quickly pressing the button on top of her camera so she didn't attract much attention the battle mage's camera made a shutter noise, capturing the demon's face. Happy with her picture she placed the machine back in her pocket. The distraction of her hobby however meant she hadn't been listening to what the monster wanted. Cursing to herself she tried to listen a bit more, yet what she saw was even more worrying. The man behind the attention attracting zombie was bright red with anger and when wielding a club that was not a good sign. Getting ready to flee the scene if a fight did break out Lexi stayed focused on the events that started to unfold.
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OOC: Sorry for the quality and the wait, having some internet issues at the moment.

"You're not from around here are you?" That was the first thing to leave shopkeeper's lips as it seemed that he was finally adjusted to the fact that he was talking to a guy that was practically a zombie. Sanae was a bit surprised by this sudden question, raising an eyebrow in show of slight curiousity, but going along with it nonetheless. "What kind of question is that? If I stayed around here you surely would have heard of me by now. I'd be surprised if I weren't the talk of the town. Now, will you answer my question or not?"

The shopkeeper shrugged his shoulders slightly and chuckled beneath his breath. "Geez, such a serious guy. Sounds like a man on a mission. Anyway, I asked because I don't know an exact place you could find that sort of weapon, but everyone from around here knows of the infamous Ghost Lotus Street."

"Ghost Lotus Street?" The swordsman echoed inquisitively. This was the first time he had heard anything about it although the place was apparently really well known or at least around here it was. What was its importance though? Was this the place where he could finally find and retrieve his Shusui. He needed to get more information from this shopkeeper. As the two continued their conversation, Sanae could still hear an annoying yelling coming from behind him from the club carrying man. He was still as pissed as ever and running his mouth. His threats were beginning to become a nuisance, like a fly buzzing in your earfor hours on end.

"Yeah, the Ghost Lotus Street is where people end up finding anything they could ever dream of and more. If it isn't there then it doesn't exist, pal." The sowrdsman nodded his head in response as it became rather obvious where his next stop would be. Now all he required were directions to this place. "And you're still not listening you ugly bastard! I'll crush you!" The club wielding man bellowed from behind as it seemed that his rage had finally boiled over and he swung his club at Sanae's head in an attempt to smash his skull. The swing was rather slow and uncoordinated which made it easy for the swordsman to duck beneath the horizontal assault.

"Well you see, in order to get to Ghost Lotus Street all you have to do is-" The shopkeeper wasn't so lucky as the club collided with the side of his head with crushing force and sent him across the room. He was out could.Turning now to look at the man, the zombie man scowled and put a hand over the grip of his sword which made the brute smile with amusement. "Well then, you'd better know the way to Ghost Lotus Street or I'll have to cut off a finger for every second of my time you just wasted. You don't wanna know what happens when your run out of fingers though..." He said menacingly.
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'Ghost Lotus Street eh? Not the most desirable place but I suppose its the best place for this guy to find what he wants,' Lelnari thought, silently agreeing on the shop owners tactic. It was pointless to refuse service to this creature as well as pointless not to tell him. It was better for everyone to tell him straight away. No one got hurt, the creature would leave the shop and the shop wouldn't suffer the fact that they had a monster in their building. Smiling at the smart man's choice she decided that it was also best for her to leave. Thinking about it now she had nowhere near enough for any of the worthwhile weapons in this store. Sure she could buy out of the bargain bin but one hit with those tonfa and they would shatter. Sighing at the failure this trip had been she started towards the exit, wondering where she would go to feel a bit better. She could fine a nice tavern where there weren't that many drunk perverts...but that would take a while to find, if it did in fact exist. Maybe stroll the streets and see if anyone needs her help, prevent some muggings or something like that. Being the vigilante justice every so often but today was just not the day for it, she didn't feel like fighting which was rare, it was always enjoyable to show off your own strength or witness others and normally she was willing, even if the other person was not. Alas she was exiting the shop because she didn't want a fight, not to go find another. It looked like the option she had left was to train, which was always a good option. Smiling happily with what she decided to do the white haired mage turned to the assistant, gave him a thank you nod and grabbed the door handle to go out.

A large crash halted Lelnari in her tracks. Turning swiftly to face any danger she saw. What she witnessed was a unconscious shop clerk, a menacing zombie and a now regretful club wielding idiot that had escalated the situation to father than he could comprehend. Flexing her hands she prepared to step in if the crazy living dead actually started cutting the man's fingers off. She hated bullies, even if the bullies were being bullied themselves. She also had a bad feeling about the menacing monster and so didn't want to see the man die because of an impulsive action.

However a light bulb seemed to go off in Lelnari's head. An idea hit her and she had only a few seconds to ponder it over. 'To save any more fighting from breaking out I have to separate that baboon and the zombie from each other. If the guy wants to go to Ghost Lotus Street then he needed this imbecile to guide him. No not specifically this guy, someone else could lead him, or at least try.' She thought, involuntarily taking a step forward. Before she knew it her body acted on her own, "Hey, you with the creepy face!"..Shit. She didn't boast about having a way with words and somehow always seemed to say the things that got her into trouble.She stood there, her legs slightly shaking and her brain telling her to walk out. With a false smile on her face she felt a few beads of moisture collect on her brow. All the customer's and worker's eyes honed in on Lexi, something which she despised. Attention was like sun to a vampire for Lelnari. She hated it and it could be seen by the growing red on her cheeks. Having white hair once enhanced the effect. Swallowing slightly louder than she wanted she closed her eyes and exhaled. What was she doing, being afraid was a weakness and she did not have time for that. It would be a weakness that would be exploited by those who killed her Uncle and one which would cause her to loose.

Hoping the man/thing didn't take offence she smiled sweetly and continued. "I can take you to Ghost Lotus if you want. You're scaring that retard so much I doubt he would be able to tell you where his home was. I need something there myself so its killing two birds with one stone!" Half regretting stepping in and half prepared to defend the customers in the shop if need be, Lelnari waited for the man's response. Pulling the door open she smirked and swept her hand in a fashion that presented the exit. "After you?"

She didn't normally do this, step into other people's messes and that but she really didn't have much else to do, plus a weapon for her could probably found at the market he was headed to and probably at a fraction of the price of the establishment she was in now. Plus if she didn't intervene she would be going against her principles which she inherited from her Uncle. To protect the weak sometimes she had to put herself at risk and teach those who took to harming them a lesson.
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As it seemed that the inevitable fight was preparing to break out and possibly throw the whole weapon into chaos someone else seemed to interrupt the whole thing. She had broken it up by saying "hey you with the creepy face" which left Sanae to wonder if she was talking about him or the big club wielding idiot standing near him. Assuming it to be the former assumption he looked over to the girl on the other side of the shop who had a rather odd appearance. Not like he had much room to talk about people's appearances though considering he lacked eyes, had dead skin, was missing his nose and a host of other deformities that plagued his appearance.

The girl though wasn't average teenage female though, she had a rather rough and tough appearance about her, giving off a vibe of strength. Her most notable features included her messy white hair, which Sanae assumed to be her natural hair color (as odd as that sounds) or for it to have been dyed. She was much too young for her hair to be going white already. The second feature was the scar running down from her eye to her jaw line which only served to further make her stand out from most girls her age. Lastly was her lightly toned muscular physique. If anything he'd guess that she just got into a lot of fights or something along those lines, but for now would hear her out despite the rather rude method she had used to catch his attention.

Apparently she knew the way to the place he sought and would be wiling to lead him there if he left the "big retard" alone. He didn't need to be told twice, the guy was hardly worth the time anyway, al he desired were directions to this place and possibly to his Shusui. He wasn't quite sure why she had decided to meddle in an afair that wasn't hers to begin with and that she could have easily walked away from, but it was no problem for him. "Alright then, I'll follow you, young girl." He said queitly while taking his hand off his weapon and beginning to walk to the door. Unfortunately, the big guy was stil rather infuriated and prepared another swing, but Sanae withdrew his weapon once more and sliced the cash register on the clerk's counter in two, causing the jwels to spil out.

"Just for you, take it as a constellation prize or something." That was all Sanae said before heading to the door once more. It seemed the big guy had no problem with this and put his weapon down to stuff as many jewels in his pockets as possible. Another guy from the line showed up and began to stuff his pockets but was quickly socked in the face by the club wielder who wanted it all for himself. Soon enough the whole mess had turned into a brawl for the clerk's jewels, but by this point Sanae was already walking out the door. It wasn't his problem any longer. Looking to Lelnari now he folded his arms and awaited her to take the lead on their way to this infamous street. "Well you definitely showed up just in time, didn't you?" He spoke with a hint of sarcastic humor in his voice.

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Sighing in relief at the living dead samurai man had accepted her offer for her to lead him to Ghost Lotus street she suddenly felt an urge to run. His image, it was his look that scared her. What's dead should stay dead, there was no second chance in life when it came to battle yet this man had one. The whole existence was against the laws of nature and that frightened her a bit. That and just the way he looked, he was definitely not easy on the eyes. Looking away for a second she noticed her hand was still grasping the door handle. Peeling her fingers away she brusher her hand down her shirt and stepped out into the street. The crisp air was refreshing, even if after she was refreshed it started to freeze her. She wasn't really wearing the thick clothing for this time of year but didn't care, she was more comfortable in what she wore now and it was another way to train her body.

Turning she found the man, or what she now was classing as one, to be with her. It was better for her to introduce herself, she didn't really want to be known as he girl who interrupted his threats forever. Taking a deep breath in as she closed her eyes she readied herself for talking to the beast. "My name's Lelnari Desneux," She spoke, opening her eyes half expecting him to be eating her brains. Smiling at the fact he hadn't she continued with her introduction. "Sorry for interrupting I just didn't want the situation to escalate. I can take you to the street you want so I thought as a neutral person in the situation I could prevent anyone else getting hur-" She would have continued if the rioting noise from inside hand't distracted her. Leaning to her left she peered round the rather tall Zombie, seeing men with handfuls of jewels run out. Lelnari wanted to go and help yet thought best to stay with the catalyst of the situation. No doubt he did something to cause the abundance of jewels to appear. Placing the thought at the back of her mind she turned to the task at hand, escorting this monster to a place with even more people. Had she really thought this through?

'No time to hesitate, lets get walking' She thought, turning around and putting one foot in front of the other. The street they were on was paved in sandstone flags and so it was nice not to get her pumps dirty. Heading down the street for a while she turned at the bakers. Down a side street or two they went until hitting another semi-major street. Looking for signs she smiled as she saw one for the street they wanted. Almost bursting into a sprint she glanced over her shoulder to hopefully see the Zombie.

As Lelnari walked she hoped to make some talk. Up to now all she had said was stuff like "Up here" or "This way" to make sure he didn't get lost. So she decided some small talk was in order. 'What to ask, what to say. I could tell him...about...the weapon I want but that's probably boring, plus I don't want to talk to myself.' She thought not noticing she had stopped. As an awkward silence occurred, one that would normally beckoned a cricket's call, she felt unease. Wanting to break the quiet soon she said the first thing that came into her mind. "So...you're dead right?" She suddenly asked, regretting it swiftly. If he was sensitive about that he would probably get into a hissy fit like he had with the customer. Hoping the man would not draw his sword she did the sensible thing and apologized.

"Sorry for my outburst, its just I've not seen someone like you before, I don't mean to be rude but you look like a zombie..." She didn't realize that her apology was probably undone by the end of her sentence but she didn't really care, how was she supposed to ask it without being blunt. Lelnari wasn't one to beat around the bush and nor would she talk shit about how he gets his hair like that or where he got his attire. Waiting for his reply as to why he was that way a creeping suspicion came to light. Lelnari wasn't from Onibas, nor had she really been there before apart from a couple of taverns. Usually her sense of direction was okay, however apparently her luck was bad today and so she soon realized something. She had no idea where they were...
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