What're Ye Buyin, Stranger...?

[Sylas]

Midday Sun.

Darkened Alleys.

Moving shadow.

Shuffling feet.

Joyous songs.

Hushed whispers.

A hand.

Held to the lips of a dark-clad man, standing in the depths of the shadowy alley just behind the festive tavern. He looked about with one exposed eye, searching the streets for a face which would recognize his. He watched from the shadows, waiting for a curious one to wander into the shadowy realm.

A smirk.

No one had found him yet, for all turned a blind eye towards those which they do not seek. A humanoid machine, they all were, searching for that which they only want, not what they do not know they ever need. A machine seeks only what it wants, not what was presented to them out of opportunisty. Nor do they crave for that which they do not know exist.

But for one man, as a shadow he lurked to cater to those who seek more than just the norm.

And with a grin upon his lips, wrinkled and mischievious, he would uttered these hypnotic words as if having known them for the ages...

"Why, hello there..."

And he waited, waited for those who would find him in this shadowy kingdom of his own...

[Mutant_Lorenor]

I noticed this thread and assume that the ad for the shady shops has something to do with this thread. Either way it goes I'm throwing my name into this. I assume I have to rp straight through as normal? And have a reason for just showing up am I right?

Walking through the Peaceful Promenade was a task that the mutant rarely found himself doing. An errand lead him through the Promenade, a package from one of the nearby Cults of N'Jal sanctuaries. The package was delivered on time and Lorenor suddenly found himself with plenty of free time. The mutant found himself wandering through the back alleys of the Promenade area, following his own twisted instincts.

The dark mother was guiding him through the maze-like structure of the back alleyways. Lorenor followed his path through the sea of dumpsters and homeless people when a shady individual caught his eye. The stranger was a fellow wrapped in black robes. Lorenor picked up a particularly distasteful scent in the air. As if he were on fire or rotting. The mutant cringed when he smelled that macabre scent.

He followed the stranger and kept his eyes locked upon him. His own vlince cloak and cowl wrapped firmly about him. He was dressed as a Salvarn would dress without the heavy hides that warded off the intense biting cold. Lorenor kept his distance from the stranger for a moment, but something from beyond prodded him to continue with his journey.

The mutant decided to obey the voices. He walked towards the black clad strange and looked at him dead in his eye. Hearing the strange words that flowed from the man's lips, Lorenor folded his arms across his chest. "That will depend on what you're offering fellow. Let's see those wares of yours. The money's good. I got heavy a purse." Lorenor said hoping to tempt the apparent dealer into revealing his goods.

[Sylas]

Sylas the One Eye smiled ominously at his first and only customer... A man with eyes acute enough to spot him in the shady depths of his back alley kingdom. Such a man would be rewarded greatly for having such great eyes... But only the worthy shall receive the fruit of their labors.

"I will gladly show you my wares, stranger..." The One Eye man chuckled, his head swaying just minutely to the silent rumbles of frantic guards some hundred yards away. "...But I'm afraid this locale has become... Unwelcoming."

The shady merchant withdrew a gnarly hand from within his jacket, placing a small wooden talisman upon the mutant's hand. Even as the ritual had yet to be complete, Sylas was already starting to fade into the darkness around him.

"Seek my... Companion... in the Bazaar... Present him with this talisman, or else he will make no deals with you..."

The One Eye man was no more to be seen even before his words disappeared.

((Mutant Lorenor receives a wooden talisman with the word "Cake" carved onto its surface.))

[Mutant_Lorenor]

Holding the strange talisman in his hand, the mutant rotated the small object in his hand. Hearing the guards coming much closer, the Spider Magi decided it was time to make himself scarce as well. Lorenor leaped up towards a nearby fire escape and began to climb the structure with relative ease. Before he made his ascending, Lorenor placed the talisman in his pouches.

Climbing all the way up to the rooftop of the building, Lorenor looked down and saw many individuals fill the alleyway. The location of the strange merchant was a position that was obviously some sort of a trap. Lorenor should have seen it coming! He held the talisman in his hand for a moment longer.

"Thanks." He whispered to the breeze, and made his way to the bazaar.