NightPart 3 Uncharacteristic silence had descended over the tavern as Petty wondered on the effect of what of maiden had done. The taverns patrons all seem to be frozen, until the bartender walked over to take the young maidens order, who dismissed him with a vague hand motion before turning and smiling at the stunned Tavern goers. A few things had caught Pettys attention about the maiden, one fact being, her seemed rather familiar, the other the rather long canines she sported in her smile, one might have gone as far as say they were fangs. Looking around at the still silent and possibly terrified patrons, The maiden whined “Oh, poo! You lot are no fun at all” before flipping her hair and giving the tavern a pout Then made her way to the exit, running a hand across the ice block with a playful smile, in admiration of her work and into the night she flowed, seeming a little put out by the ‘unfun’ tavern she had just visited With the exit of the maiden, the tavern started to pick up it’s normal volume then the bartender heard a knock of wood and looked about to see his back door wide open, banging on it’s hinges. Shuffling over to where Petty had been situated, he began to clean away the near untouched drink noticing that, unlike this customer normal habit, he’d left without paying. Cursing, the bartender went back to work behind his bar. Swiftly flowing through the night, the harsh after taste of the Merchant’s Purses concoction racking his taste buds Petty clambered up to the roofs and quickly spotted what he was looking for. The Maiden which had caused such a s not long ago, was not far ahead but once more defined her looks with and speed at which she moved through Moorgates streets. Moving ahead of her, Petty dropped back down to street level and waited. “Psst!” Stopping much to Pettys relief, The maiden looked about with curiosity shining in her eyes and smiled “Hello?” “I…..wish to obtain some information from you” “Ooooooh! But lets see ya pretty little face first” Her smile growing wider so to show the world her fangs. Obvious to Petty she was enjoying this, the feeling not at all mutual to him, silently he cursed himself for not thinking ahead, he should know that it wouldn’t be that easy to obtain information from anyone, not like people just tell you things just because you ask. “…..heeeello? ....still there?....Hmpf! I’m going now, I really am…” slightly hesitating her movement, she turned and took one step and grinned as she heard what she wished to hear. “..Wait!” Petty blurted, cursing slightly to himself again for this show of need of the Maiden, he was sure she had picked up on this, a sinking feeling dawned on Petty, he had lost control of this encounter and was now playing on her grounds. Clapping her hands together rather like a child but also with a hint of a business like manner “Sooooo? Gonna show me?” her joy of this event seeps from everything about her. The Maiden found something fun after the unfun tavern, and to Petty despair it is he. Cringing he stepped slightly out of the shadows and cringed more as his ear were assaulted by a squeal from the maiden “Ooooer!! Such a cutie, my night seems to be looking up after all!” Smiling with shear delight of the fun she had uncovered, she moved towards Petty, who stepped backwards as she came within his ‘safety’ area. “I don’t bite!” Pettys only response was a glare as to say I know differently! “Don’t look at me like that! Fine, I do bite, but I’m all full up already. I won’t be biting you anywho! Wouldn’t waste you like that” a devilish grin plastered across her face “Sooooo, what ya wanna know?” “…. Lich,…I” Petty’s words cut off by the maiden. “Shuuush!!” as she peered about “No talking about that kinda stuff so open like!” Craning her head to oneside, she leans forward as indicating to Petty to whisper into her ear, who nervously did so and as he asked his questions she nodded. “I think I can help you there! But why…OH DEAR! No no! I hope you not planning to find him, are you? Oh no, that is no good! I can’t help you then!” “Fine…I’ll find a someone who will be willing to help” Petty turned to leave and grinned to himself as he heard what he wished to hear behind him. “Wait!, I’ll help, just as long as you promise to be careful?” sighed the maiden A side ways tilted glance from Petty meet her question “Promise me!” she huffed. Unsure of the motives of the maiden and why she seemed to be concerned for his safety Petty hesitated his response much to the displeasure of the woman before him. “…..I am always careful!” “hmm, Ok” The maiden leaned forward towards Petty, who responded in turn to lean away. still hesitant at having anyone this close to him but from this distance Petty notices things about the maiden. Her complexion was near perfect, pale white and all together appearing to be around 20 years of age, in looks anyway. Her eyes though seemed to clearly contradict first looks as they held pools of knowledge and events past what her near perfect physical body described to people. The maiden stood hands of hips. “Hey! Don’t you want to know? I have to whisper it to you, how can I do that if you don’t let me eh?” “….” Petty nodded and the maiden once more learned forward and whispered to Petty the answers to his questions and leaned back again when finished. “Anymore questions?” she smiled. Petty shook his head as the Maiden turned her back to Petty and seems to get back her composure. “Okies! How about a kiss for all my help” she giggled twirled back around to Petty and stood hand of hip, peering about before sighing and flowing off into the night. Much to the maiden displeasure, Petty had left as soon as he had obtained the information he needed. He still was in confused over why she was so concerned about his safety, shaking off his thoughts he turned and headed out towards the city graveyard. Petty stood at the entrance of the graveyard surveying his surroundings. The entrance was rather over grown with plant life, weeds were probably the best word to describe them. Then again, they might meant to be here removing the weed label, chains and locks adorn the graveyard, as to keep things either in or out, both thing which Petty wish to be able to do, enter and leave, alive most preferably. |
