Thread: Fortune's Eyes, Fortune's Hands [Ariamella & grungeknuckle]

RE Fortune's Eyes, Fortune's Hands BlinkyWinky grungeknuckle As an oracle, Felicity lead a life of peacefulness and purity. She, along with the other members of the Circle, were almost independent beings from religion, politics and the law, and they preferred it that way. The gift of Sight was to be used by all citizens, not kept for the use of any one organization. So it was that the families of the oracles for the gift ran in blood were treated almost like royalty, without having any official titles associating them with the state, and were also brought up as such. It was in complete horror that the young girl watched Devlin loot the bodies and take what he wanted, viewing it as an act against humanity. It disgusted her, but who was she to give him lessons on moral and etiquette? There would be no room for trivial bits of ethics when there were greater dangers ahead. Have you no respect for the dead? she asked him, eyeing the pieces he had taken, but following him as he walked. I mean, who raised you in such a fowl manner? It occurred to her then that she was traveling with some sort of criminal. Of what kind, though? Did she even want to know? Shaking her head, she decided to be kind about it. And I'm sure your, er, travels would make for an excellent story...for another time. You know, when we're not outrunning a horde of Underfolk. A edge of sarcasm was added to the last bit of her words, revealing her nervousness at the whole ordeal. And I really don't care for what you've done. The point is, if you do this one thing for me, you can have all the wine and women you'd like, plus you'll be free of any criminal charges. In this kingdom, at least. I'm much too important to let go of, and if I'm the last of the Seers, then that more than doubles the reward. Don't you want to be known for doing something good for once? It'll leave a good feeling in your soul, I promise. The rest of the walk to the forest was silent, and by the time they reached the first line of trees, the light was nearly gone. The night animals had begun to come out, causing scurrying noises and different callings. Felicity jumped a couple of times, making sure to stay close to Devlin just in case anything happened. If an animal attacked, it could have the man first. Here's the thing, Devlin. I have no coin. I don't have a way of paying you until we reach the city, where you will undoubtedly get your handsome reward. Is that not enough? Is my word not enough? As she said the words, her foot caught on a vine on the forest floor, and she stumbled forward to catch herself on a nearby tree. A loud sound of ripping fabric could be heard, and when she looked down she could see where a plant had caught on her dress, tearing through the a seam. Now two of her legs were exposed, and an annoyed look crossed her face. If it weren't for the fact that she had no other form of clothing, she would have ripped the dress right off and tossed it. Great, just great. Fantastic, even, she mumbled, letting out a string of curses afterwards. You wouldn't happen to carry some extra leather or cloth, and a needle, would you? I'd be able to roughly put it back together... Felicity looked around, her heart sinking as night plunged the forest into darkness. Crickets chirrped in the bushes, and the thick foliage prevented her from seeing anything further than about 20 feet. A small clearing in the wood was just on their left, and she looked at Devlin questioningly, as if asking 'are we really going to have to stay here for the night?'