"No mage without daedric interference." he answered, pulling out a Sigil Stone (A stone that opens portals to other realms (or different dimensions, in the case of modification/Daedric Prince's blessing)) "This stone was blessed by Azura," he explained, "granting me travel throughout the Infiniverse. Though, sometimes, it only leads to places that I do not desire to come to. Such is the will of Daedra." He put the orb back in his cloak.
(Awwwwwwww tus! 
Conrad doesn't want a vampire?? That isn't that fun!! 
)
Ambrose would remain scowling at King Conrad, as he deemed her to be the slave of Henry Morgan. What confused her though, is how was she supposed work and earn her keep, if she was just going to be forced to work for this man and be forced to say and do everything he told her to do? She also doubted this man was going to pay her, so there was no way she would be able to pay taxes. She stares at the king, a mischievous smirk on her face all the less before saying one last thing to him.
"You are the king of fools....As long as I remain in your kingdom, you will fail. That I can be certain."
She says before two guards grab her by both her arms and wait for King Conrad to issue that she was to accept all orders and commands from Henry Morgan. They would then wheel her around, escorting her towards the door. She would throw one more apologetic look towards Merthyr before she was officially dragged out. She would be dragged by the other guards to the other end of the city, before being shoved inside the tavern by the guards. The guards would walk inside, talking amongst themselves before grabbing her again and taking her to Henry.
"Henry Morgan, by order of King Conrad, this blood sucker is to be your slave. She is to work and earn her food and shelter, as well as pay taxes like the rest of us. Though whether or not you even pay her is up to you. She is your slave after all, and this collar would demand obedience. She will be forced to say and do whatever you tell her to, so be sure to put her to good use, use her for whatever you desire."
The guards say before throwing her to Henry's feet and leaving. Ambrose would scowl and look up at him, before standing up and folding her arms, looking him dead on in the eyes.
Conrad doesn't want a vampire?? That isn't that fun!! )Ambrose would remain scowling at King Conrad, as he deemed her to be the slave of Henry Morgan. What confused her though, is how was she supposed work and earn her keep, if she was just going to be forced to work for this man and be forced to say and do everything he told her to do? She also doubted this man was going to pay her, so there was no way she would be able to pay taxes. She stares at the king, a mischievous smirk on her face all the less before saying one last thing to him.
"You are the king of fools....As long as I remain in your kingdom, you will fail. That I can be certain."
She says before two guards grab her by both her arms and wait for King Conrad to issue that she was to accept all orders and commands from Henry Morgan. They would then wheel her around, escorting her towards the door. She would throw one more apologetic look towards Merthyr before she was officially dragged out. She would be dragged by the other guards to the other end of the city, before being shoved inside the tavern by the guards. The guards would walk inside, talking amongst themselves before grabbing her again and taking her to Henry.
"Henry Morgan, by order of King Conrad, this blood sucker is to be your slave. She is to work and earn her food and shelter, as well as pay taxes like the rest of us. Though whether or not you even pay her is up to you. She is your slave after all, and this collar would demand obedience. She will be forced to say and do whatever you tell her to, so be sure to put her to good use, use her for whatever you desire."
The guards say before throwing her to Henry's feet and leaving. Ambrose would scowl and look up at him, before standing up and folding her arms, looking him dead on in the eyes.
(( OOC King Conrad is not giving away the slave, is sending her to hard labour as far from the castle as possible to avoid any contact with Merthyr or himself ))
Henry Morgan frowned at the woman, listening to the king's orders that she was brought over to him to work and pay taxes, nodding in understanding.
Once the guards had left he gazed down at the woman.
"Any tips from the customers are yours to keep, you get no wages or pay of any kind from me though, even the space you use to sleep and the food you eat and the drinks you consume, you pay for those too out of the tips you collect, so make yourself likeable if you want any money at all, I certainly will not be paying your taxes either. This place is not a charity" huffed Morgan displeased
"Get out there serving and collecting orders... don't keep the men waiting" prompted Morgan in a frown smacking her rear to get her moving quicker
"You're doing the washing up too at the end of the day, and more importantly don't forget to clean up spills throughout table service, spillages and vomits they are very common here" assured Morgan heading back to the kitchens
Henry Morgan frowned at the woman, listening to the king's orders that she was brought over to him to work and pay taxes, nodding in understanding.
Once the guards had left he gazed down at the woman.
"Any tips from the customers are yours to keep, you get no wages or pay of any kind from me though, even the space you use to sleep and the food you eat and the drinks you consume, you pay for those too out of the tips you collect, so make yourself likeable if you want any money at all, I certainly will not be paying your taxes either. This place is not a charity" huffed Morgan displeased
"Get out there serving and collecting orders... don't keep the men waiting" prompted Morgan in a frown smacking her rear to get her moving quicker
"You're doing the washing up too at the end of the day, and more importantly don't forget to clean up spills throughout table service, spillages and vomits they are very common here" assured Morgan heading back to the kitchens
((gootcha. My bad T-T.))
(so, who's playing the customers?? you or me??)
Ambrose would almost immediately see the problem in this. She drank blood. And while she could eat human food, without blood she wouldn't be able to survive long. Drinking her own blood wouldn't do her good either, and she doubted any of these people would be willing to sustain her. She would listen to him as he explained his rules, and just scowled at him as he mentioned she wold be forced to live off tips. She needed a place to stay, and she had no idea how much lodging was. Not to mention she wondered how she was going to even be able to work in her current clothes. She was wearing a giant ball gown dress, and it would be difficult for her to walk around in such clothes. Though all of these thoughts disappeared as he smacked her rear, and her eyes turn red as she bore her fangs at him.
"NEVER...lay your hands on me again..."
She says before her eyes stop glowing and she leaves. She would walk around from table to table, hustling as fast as she could to collect orders and bring them out to the customers. A lot of the men would grab at her or make lewd comments towards her, and it would truly disgust her. Though she would play their game for now. She would just force a smile and hope there was no...back room...that the men pay for as they escorted the ladies for a night of heated pleasure. She would bustle throughout the night, collecting tips as she did and pocketing them as she ran back and forth, cleaning up spills, washing dishes, and serving customers.
Ambrose would almost immediately see the problem in this. She drank blood. And while she could eat human food, without blood she wouldn't be able to survive long. Drinking her own blood wouldn't do her good either, and she doubted any of these people would be willing to sustain her. She would listen to him as he explained his rules, and just scowled at him as he mentioned she wold be forced to live off tips. She needed a place to stay, and she had no idea how much lodging was. Not to mention she wondered how she was going to even be able to work in her current clothes. She was wearing a giant ball gown dress, and it would be difficult for her to walk around in such clothes. Though all of these thoughts disappeared as he smacked her rear, and her eyes turn red as she bore her fangs at him.
"NEVER...lay your hands on me again..."
She says before her eyes stop glowing and she leaves. She would walk around from table to table, hustling as fast as she could to collect orders and bring them out to the customers. A lot of the men would grab at her or make lewd comments towards her, and it would truly disgust her. Though she would play their game for now. She would just force a smile and hope there was no...back room...that the men pay for as they escorted the ladies for a night of heated pleasure. She would bustle throughout the night, collecting tips as she did and pocketing them as she ran back and forth, cleaning up spills, washing dishes, and serving customers.
(( Lancelot is bringing Inai and Arun-ja to the tavern, actually ))
((got it. Is Merthyr going to sneak out and see her too ooor??))
((Back!))
((tus? What are we waiting for??))
((Well, I thought that the going blank thing was bad, so I'm back to make it up. My device had died, but I got the charger, so I'm good now.))
((tusitala?? Are we waiting for the others??))
(guys you could be a bit more patient)
Inai looked suspiciously towards the knight, he didn't properly trust him, nor would he ever, however, the offer of a drink was far more tempting than his suspicions. Nodding he gave his silent approval and allowed himself to be lead in the direction of the tavern, not talking until he had reached the building itself.
Directing his next question towards Arun once again. "Even though you cannot control its destination, everywhere you go is still new is it not? The wonders of the infinite universe?"
Inai looked suspiciously towards the knight, he didn't properly trust him, nor would he ever, however, the offer of a drink was far more tempting than his suspicions. Nodding he gave his silent approval and allowed himself to be lead in the direction of the tavern, not talking until he had reached the building itself.
Directing his next question towards Arun once again. "Even though you cannot control its destination, everywhere you go is still new is it not? The wonders of the infinite universe?"
((sorry tust T-T *offers the humblest of apologies to Tusitala*))
"I suppose that is the case," he replied, "Even if my Clannfear is bad with directions, I still get to experience the worlds beyond my comprehension, and even make friends or allies wherever I roam. But I just wish that I could find someplace without these struggles. I mean, dealing with a Daedric Prince is confusing (As you can't tell if they're going to kill you or save you from death), but dragons and technology are somewhat even more hard to follow, as dragons have only recently returned to Tamriel and the only tech we know of is that of the Dwemer, who are extinct." He let these thoughts rush over his head before speaking again. "I suppose that I can deal with a few more things, then settle down at Tel Galen, my home near Vvardenfell. Do you ever dream, or desire, of returning home, or was your home taken from you, like my old home was taken from me?"
((T-T))
Somewhere in a forest, just below a tree's great trunk.
There exists a rabbit hole.
"...Chuu?" A pair of fluffy purple ears protrudes out of the entrance.
What could it be?
"Chuu..." The creature slowly stretches its head to the outside, unveiling its grotesque, unheard, unknown fo---
---It is a dog! No wait, a small... human... dog... A small man dog. With a relatively oversize head.
Well isn't this interesting? What is the Hound of Ulster, Cú Chulainn, doing here? More importantly, why was he under that hole?
"Chuu!"
Well, never mind. Guess it would take a while for us to find out.
But for now, Chu has left his nest to explore this wonderful, magical world!
There exists a rabbit hole.
"...Chuu?" A pair of fluffy purple ears protrudes out of the entrance.
What could it be?
"Chuu..." The creature slowly stretches its head to the outside, unveiling its grotesque, unheard, unknown fo---
---It is a dog! No wait, a small... human... dog... A small man dog. With a relatively oversize head.
Well isn't this interesting? What is the Hound of Ulster, Cú Chulainn, doing here? More importantly, why was he under that hole?
"Chuu!"
Well, never mind. Guess it would take a while for us to find out.
But for now, Chu has left his nest to explore this wonderful, magical world!
((morning!!))
Ambrose Acheron wrote:
((morning!!))
(Morning o3o)
((gotta bump this up...T-T))
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