On a bleek and rainy day

[Nathen Arnes]

Nathen looks back to the hooded woman, then back to the oddly postured figure. He blinks. His eyes trail up to the tree, then he looks back to the hooded miss with a slight look of revelation upon his face. Ah, he says chuckling slightly at his missing of the obvious, It does seem she is! Though why, I wonder? Nathen grins and contemplates for a moment what the tree-like lady might be thinking. I believe I never have thought about how these trees might feel. Out here in the rain, never to be, though only to let others be, sheltered.

[Noa]

The woman blinks, briefly sceptically looking at Nathen. After, she tilted her head as if she had been hit with the impact of the man's words... or perhaps she was just trying to hid her grinning face. Suddenly, a gust of wind brought the rain to shower on her face, washing that grin away in an instant. "Ack! ", she covered her face and said, "Right, well, I'm sure it'd feel just great if it could do more of that sheltering for all of us. Give me a little space there, Lady!"

With that she walked up to Anakiki, trying to find a spot where the tree's trunk would shelter her enough.

[Nathen Arnes]

Nathen shivers a little as the wet really starts to soak in. Well Nathen says as he looks up at the rainy sky, I rather should be getting along now, miss-es. Nathen nods and smiles to the two women but before he heads off he is distracted by a darkly cloaked figure walking down the road.


(((OOC: Anyone? Nathen hopes more happens.)))

[Noa]

"You can't!", Noa said as she looked back at Nathen with a concerned expression, "What about her?", she gently knocked the back of the woman's head as if it were some door, looking rather thoughtfully at her after, as if expecting to hear echoes from within. After that one second moment of silence from her, she looks back at Nathen, showing even more concern... though looking obviously intrigued as well.

"Look , look, she doesn't react!"

[superpoweredchimp]

As the two held their conversation, Ananiki remained as still as ever. Even when the back of her head was knocked on, she still held her position. Only briefly after had she finally opened her mouth, looking like she was about to say something. Yet, all that she let out was a sneeze... Perhaps the cold rain was making her sick.

[Nathen Arnes]

Nathen looks back to see Noa's concerned face then back glances to the gates. He turns back around and looks the tree-woman up and down. What do you suggest we should do madam? Nathen asks Noa, returning a look of slight concern, which is nearly wiped away by the woman sneezing. Nathen cocks his brow sceptically for a moment, though after considering this situation... Whether she chooses this or not this miss will certainly catch a cold if she stays here much longer. Need we uproot her?

[Mon-da-oth]

Having watched quietly from the shadow of the bushes Rhode slowly made his way until standing next Ananiki. He seperated himself from the safety of the shadows knowing that the appearance of doing so is unnerving to those not acustom to such a sight. Few find comfort in realizeing something had been within their sight without their notice.

He gives Noa a knowing nod and a slight glance towards Nathen. For the moment he can not recall if he had meet the man previously. At the moment he didn't care. His attention was on Ananiki.

"Is cans gets 'er mov'n one ways ors another." He wraps his cloaked arms around her still figure engulfing her in the blackness of his cloak and presses his face against the side of her cheek; his sideburns rough and prickley like a briar and his breath reeking of ale and death.

"Hmmmm as still as a corpse buts nots as cold. Dis mights just bes enjoyable."

[Vahene]

"Perhaps you should just kill her and drag the corpse away," a female voice suggested. "She's loitering."

At the last few words, invisibility faded to reveal a figure in red robes. A dome of magic appeared with the snap of the woman's fingers, surrounding her and the tiny black spider at her feet. Rain pattered to the ground, not touching either of the two underneath the shield spell. The spider inched around in order to get a better view, but didn't move away from the woman.

Catching Rhode's attention, the woman grinned a bit broader.

[Nathen Arnes]

Nathen jumped back a little each time as the 2 people materialized out of no where. For many moments he simply watched dumbfounded as the first, a male, pops out of the shadows and folds his arms around the tree-woman, with the second, a woman and a spider, Nathen begins to get ahold of the situation and starts to actually comprehend the words the 2 newcommers had said. With a bit of a gasp Nathen starts forward toward the cloaked man engulfing the woman, Sir! Do you know this woman? I must ask you to unhand her, she gave you no permission to touch her so! Having his doubts about the type of person who lurks in the shadows Nathen put his outstretched right hand to the man's shoulder as his left went to the hilt of the longsword sheathed at his side. He didn't unsheath his sword, though he was afraid he might need to. He gently pulls at the mans shoulder, hoping he gets the hint.

[Vahene]

Seeming to sense the impending danger of Nathen's actions, the spider immediately ducks underneath the woman's robes. She starts to chuckle and says, "I really don't recommend doing that... honestly, report the chit to the guard since she's loitering... or do them a favor and bind her and throw her outside of the gates. Either way, she's violating the law, isn't she?"

[Mon-da-oth]

"Ah da lady Faen." Rhode starts to great the woman as his eyes follow up and down her form before resting on the spider. "Is gots a third fer our trist." He smiles squeezing Ananiki roughly.

As Nathen advances on towards him he braces slightly his lip turning up in a snarl. Under his cloak a dark blade is slide ready should the opportunity present itself.

He allows Nathens hand to touch his shoulder and as the man issues his warning with the tug on his shoulder Rhode falls to the ground screaming as it in pain.

"Mes shoulder Ooooh it burn, it burn Oooooh! Dis man musta bes sometim of a demon!"

Rhodes limbs thrash all directions as he withers on the ground but he manages a wink and quick smile for Faen.

[Greyshore]

((...))

[Noa]

Noa, who already had furtively walked a few steps back as to give off the impression she was not involved in this situation at all, finally released a "Yikes" as Rhode threw himself on the floor, oooh-ing in pain. Though she was already by instinct ready to turn on her heel and run, even so she turned to Nathen and demanded: "What did you do?! Hurry up and stop that before a guardsman comes!"

((there we go))

[Vahene]

Faen's lips curve upwards at the sight of Rhode's 'fit'.

She spoke though, giving his actions no thought at all...

"I'll tell you what, you introduce her to my brother and get his permission, and I'll do anything you want.. though, I don't think he'll give it.. I don't think Draco likes you very much although I have no idea why," she said with an innocent look. "It isn't as if you're a ruffian or of a different faith or.. well, goodness, if I had to name all the reasons why he wouldn't give permission, I'd be here until the winter came again."

A mandible inches out from under the red robes.

"Easy Fuzzy. He's kidding..." Faen said, adding, "I think."

[Nathen Arnes]

Nathen flinches backwards for a moment afraid he somehow really did do the man harm. Then breathing the insult, Child ,under his breath he proceeds to ignore the "spasming" man, though being sure not to let his hand stray too far from the hilt at his side. Nathen says over his shoulder I did nothing to the man as he checks out the still tree-posed woman making sure she's alright, amazed that she still hasn't moved. Nathen turns his head to Faen This miss is merely standing under this tree, out of the way. I see nothing wrong with this. Though I fear she may catch a cold. He looks down to see the small spider underneath Faen and then to Rhode waiting for his spasming to cease.