Arch_Nemsis
07-09-14, 08:30 PM
(Note I am looking to rp this out entirely.)
There were potential victims all around him in The Bazaar district.
He didn't like being surrounded by so many surface dwellers, but he had a mission to complete. His instructions were given to him by one of The Citadel monks. They were useful in their own right. They would help Nosdyn advance in his military career. Nosdyn looked at the various well etched signs that hung on posts. He found the one he was told to find, a Leather outfitter. Nosdyn understood that area of Radasanth had plenty of skilled crafters which would spare him the time it would take to make something himself. He knew the process would go quicker if he had his own materials, but that took time to gather as well. He a death dealer, and being someone of that characteristics meant that he had to constantly be on the move. Nosdyn was not there to win a popularity contest. He was there because he knew the strong survived. It was the simple nature of reality, life was a cold, and cruel mistress. Those who survived, did so through bloodshed and conquest. Through taking what they wanted. This was one of the few times that Nosdyn would be diplomatic with the Humans. With his hood covering most of his head, Nosdyn appeared a very visage of death itself. He looked at a civilian, and stared with a grim expression.
"Show me leatherworks." Nosdyn commanded simply. His very voice was raspy and cold, almost inhuman. He waited for the middle aged man to respond.
"Over t-there, sir." The man said and cowered away from him.
Nosdyn frowned and moved in the direction he was pointed towards. His boot falls were heavy and noisy, Nosdyn was not someone who attempted to use stealth...EVER. He was there to make his presence known and it would someday shake the pillars of Heaven itself. As soon as Nosdyn entered the leatherworks shop, several customers immediately ran out of the shop. They wanted nothing to do with Nosdyn. Nosdyn liked the reaction that some of the smarter Humans gave him. As he walked towards the counter, he noticed the shop workers were strangely NOT afraid of him. Nosdyn shook that off as nothing more than coincidence. "I seek...items made of leather. I see a suitable combat mask." Nosdyn said calmly. "I wish to inspire fear." Nosdyn said calmly, quietly. "I have earned some coin. I wish for this mask to be made with average skill." Nosdyn said calmly. He was looking directly at the leatherworkers. His gold eyes were narrowed. "How much...? Cost...?" Nosdyn asked. He was biting his tongue a lot. He did not want to cause trouble for people who would help him forward his career.
(Note: Looking for a Leather Mask of Average-Above Average quality. I want it to cover most of Nosdyn's face except for his chin and eyes. Should be as scary looking as possible :D . Thanks in advance. )
There were potential victims all around him in The Bazaar district.
He didn't like being surrounded by so many surface dwellers, but he had a mission to complete. His instructions were given to him by one of The Citadel monks. They were useful in their own right. They would help Nosdyn advance in his military career. Nosdyn looked at the various well etched signs that hung on posts. He found the one he was told to find, a Leather outfitter. Nosdyn understood that area of Radasanth had plenty of skilled crafters which would spare him the time it would take to make something himself. He knew the process would go quicker if he had his own materials, but that took time to gather as well. He a death dealer, and being someone of that characteristics meant that he had to constantly be on the move. Nosdyn was not there to win a popularity contest. He was there because he knew the strong survived. It was the simple nature of reality, life was a cold, and cruel mistress. Those who survived, did so through bloodshed and conquest. Through taking what they wanted. This was one of the few times that Nosdyn would be diplomatic with the Humans. With his hood covering most of his head, Nosdyn appeared a very visage of death itself. He looked at a civilian, and stared with a grim expression.
"Show me leatherworks." Nosdyn commanded simply. His very voice was raspy and cold, almost inhuman. He waited for the middle aged man to respond.
"Over t-there, sir." The man said and cowered away from him.
Nosdyn frowned and moved in the direction he was pointed towards. His boot falls were heavy and noisy, Nosdyn was not someone who attempted to use stealth...EVER. He was there to make his presence known and it would someday shake the pillars of Heaven itself. As soon as Nosdyn entered the leatherworks shop, several customers immediately ran out of the shop. They wanted nothing to do with Nosdyn. Nosdyn liked the reaction that some of the smarter Humans gave him. As he walked towards the counter, he noticed the shop workers were strangely NOT afraid of him. Nosdyn shook that off as nothing more than coincidence. "I seek...items made of leather. I see a suitable combat mask." Nosdyn said calmly. "I wish to inspire fear." Nosdyn said calmly, quietly. "I have earned some coin. I wish for this mask to be made with average skill." Nosdyn said calmly. He was looking directly at the leatherworkers. His gold eyes were narrowed. "How much...? Cost...?" Nosdyn asked. He was biting his tongue a lot. He did not want to cause trouble for people who would help him forward his career.
(Note: Looking for a Leather Mask of Average-Above Average quality. I want it to cover most of Nosdyn's face except for his chin and eyes. Should be as scary looking as possible :D . Thanks in advance. )