Post by yugiri on May 11, 2024 7:22:35 GMT -6
Yugiri sighed, clawed fingertips clacked dully against the light plate and chainmail of her armor, another day....another opportunity to find her ladies daughter. Yugiri's frustrations only grew with her own seeming ineptitude, she was unable to find any pertinent or relevant information on the location of a SINGLE child. "Am I destined to fail...? To fail everyone I serve? Perhaps Ifalna-san was right, I should try to find my own reason to live...." Yugiri would mutter to herself, "No...stop that Yugiri! Ifalna-san would scold you for having such thoughts, she may be saddened every time a lead doesn't pan out but she has never ONCE implied you weren't doing everything you could." Yugiri would saw aloud to herself getting her own thoughts in order. A slow blink from the pearlescent scaled woman as she rose to her feet, leaping down from the roof she had been perched upon beginning to wander the street's once more, her face, the clink of her armor and her questions had become a way of life for her and the citizens....her naiveite had allowed many to warm to her, the unfamiliarity with the world she now occupied both endeared her to the people and also alienated her from others.
The soft clink of chain, the 'THWIP' of the Shinobi landing onto the ground only to begin moving down the streets as if she HADN'T just jumped off of a roof. Muted footsteps down the paths of the city, through the street's through the allies as Yugiri began her aimless daily wandering, the sunlight reflecting off of her pearlescant scales and horns, what sunlight hit her armor was not reflected instead absorbed rather than reflected. Perhaps a feature of her armor to assist with her stealth? If one actually recognized her for who and what she was. Normally alert, Yugiri had lapsed as she got deep into her own thoughts, any other day...she would have realized that she was being followed, and not by just one person...but multiple, three 'guards' dressed in uniform, pikes in hand. A turn from the Raen woman, a shortcut through one of the cities allies along the main street yet tucked away...a dead end.
Yugiri paused in her wandering as the dead end of the alley nearly saw her run face first into a wall, she had cornered herself....the 'guards' lips curled up into a grin, malicious thoughts swarmed through each one's heads. "Oi! You there!" One of the three said in a loud commanding tone at Yugiri, the Raen woman turned around looking each person over canting her head. "H-hai, do you need something?" Yugiri would ask, she seemed...strangely at ease despite being cornered, she didn't know the thoughts and intentions of the men who stood before her, suddenly two pikes were leveled at her, the spiked end now posing a threat. "We 'ave some information fer ya, but it'll cost ya....gonna need ye te'and over what coin ye got...else we may needs ta keep our information an put ye in irons for all yer tresspassing ya been doing." One of the guards, the one in the center taking the lead...perhaps the leader of his little squad? "An befer ya think 'bout tryina escape...every guard'll be on alert fer ya 'fore ye can make it to yer rooftops...ye'll never be able ta walk tha street'sn peace again." An ultimatum...from a Town guard? Yugiri blinked, none of the guards had ever really taken a problem to her perching on the roof's, she was pretty harmless...maybe the first few days they had given her suspicious looks but continued on their day until her Yugiri being on a rooftop had just become the norm for the streets. Yugiri frowned as the guards seemed intent on money for their information or Irons for her tresspassing. "Mine apologies, if my being on the rooftops is a problem I can stop. I....do not have much in the way of coin however." Yugiri would say a little too innocently, a lightly weighted pouch secured by a strap to her armor, she reached for the purse Guards....robbing and threatening someone in broad daylight? More than likely a rarity, an oddity for the streets of Provo for sure! The pikes remained leveled at the Raen woman, anyone truly native to Provo....would have realized these men were not guards, their outfits and armor poorly made replica's, people impersonating the authorities to hide their activities and faces in plain sight!
Clive Rosfield
The soft clink of chain, the 'THWIP' of the Shinobi landing onto the ground only to begin moving down the streets as if she HADN'T just jumped off of a roof. Muted footsteps down the paths of the city, through the street's through the allies as Yugiri began her aimless daily wandering, the sunlight reflecting off of her pearlescant scales and horns, what sunlight hit her armor was not reflected instead absorbed rather than reflected. Perhaps a feature of her armor to assist with her stealth? If one actually recognized her for who and what she was. Normally alert, Yugiri had lapsed as she got deep into her own thoughts, any other day...she would have realized that she was being followed, and not by just one person...but multiple, three 'guards' dressed in uniform, pikes in hand. A turn from the Raen woman, a shortcut through one of the cities allies along the main street yet tucked away...a dead end.
Yugiri paused in her wandering as the dead end of the alley nearly saw her run face first into a wall, she had cornered herself....the 'guards' lips curled up into a grin, malicious thoughts swarmed through each one's heads. "Oi! You there!" One of the three said in a loud commanding tone at Yugiri, the Raen woman turned around looking each person over canting her head. "H-hai, do you need something?" Yugiri would ask, she seemed...strangely at ease despite being cornered, she didn't know the thoughts and intentions of the men who stood before her, suddenly two pikes were leveled at her, the spiked end now posing a threat. "We 'ave some information fer ya, but it'll cost ya....gonna need ye te'and over what coin ye got...else we may needs ta keep our information an put ye in irons for all yer tresspassing ya been doing." One of the guards, the one in the center taking the lead...perhaps the leader of his little squad? "An befer ya think 'bout tryina escape...every guard'll be on alert fer ya 'fore ye can make it to yer rooftops...ye'll never be able ta walk tha street'sn peace again." An ultimatum...from a Town guard? Yugiri blinked, none of the guards had ever really taken a problem to her perching on the roof's, she was pretty harmless...maybe the first few days they had given her suspicious looks but continued on their day until her Yugiri being on a rooftop had just become the norm for the streets. Yugiri frowned as the guards seemed intent on money for their information or Irons for her tresspassing. "Mine apologies, if my being on the rooftops is a problem I can stop. I....do not have much in the way of coin however." Yugiri would say a little too innocently, a lightly weighted pouch secured by a strap to her armor, she reached for the purse Guards....robbing and threatening someone in broad daylight? More than likely a rarity, an oddity for the streets of Provo for sure! The pikes remained leveled at the Raen woman, anyone truly native to Provo....would have realized these men were not guards, their outfits and armor poorly made replica's, people impersonating the authorities to hide their activities and faces in plain sight!
Clive Rosfield
