Kintobor

"Hmm, oh nothing. It's just been a hectic few weeks is all. I'm used totally comfortable with the new occupation yet. I used to be a performer at a night club. It was a nice gig." She stands in the stables, arms crossed, reminiscing the times in the club. It seemed as if everything was but a blur to her back then, but now she can remember things vividly. "Oh well, stuff happens." Lab rat, lab rat, lab rat... The Harvester's scar was still there. At this rate, there was no use in hoping for it to disappear. It was going to be on her, a mark left by the Apprentice. A mark that would most likely be there for life.

Karie's mouth drops. Here standing in front of her was a dragon. A majestic, beauty of nature. "Well, whenever your ready lets head out. Not going to lie, I'm a little excited! Never in my life did I expect to ride something this beautiful looking!" For all the bad stuff that had happened in the past few weeks, this made up for some of it.

Karie steps back a little bit, partially due to shock, partially due to awe. "Wow, it certainly is a splendid looking creature! What is it?"

"Perfect!" She leads Nessa to Romulus and Johon, who were waiting for them where they last were. "I'm ready! Hope you don't mind if I bring a friend?" To be fair, she was more along the lines of an acquaintance, but it was better than having no one else.

"Johon and his buddy Romulus are going to help me with some self defense moves, as well as just helping me be more awesome! I'm sure they wouldn't mind you coming along? As for Drake... I'm still mad at him for what happened back in the alley. I'd prefer to deal with him later, so for now, why don't me and you go out to the cabin and check out what their talking about?" She'd prefer for Nessa to come along, just in case something went down, but she didn't want to be upfront about her with it.

"Sure, let go see if someone wants to come with me first and then we'll head out." Karie got up and walked back over to Nessa. "Hey, I'm heading out to this this guy, Johon's place. I was wondering if you wanted to come with me? It's supposedly out by a nice scenic area of Uland, and it's only a few hours away. You up for it?"

"Sure, I don't see why not. It wouldn't hurt to get some new skills in there. Where we going, oh great and wise ones?" She grins as she gestures towards Johon and Romulus, twirling her hand in a respectable, honouring manner.

The way I see it, Guts's name has been mentioned enough times in the hall that everyone, but newcomers, know who he is.

Karie perks up at the Johon's offer. Karie sits up in her chair and looks Johon over. The guy must be serious. Perhaps taking up on his offer would be beneficial in the long run, in case she runs into that raider, apparently named Guts, again. "What kind of fighting moves?"

After hearing the words coming out of the were's mouth, Karie's head slowly makes it way to the table. "Why must life be so cruel. That jerk of a raider is considered the best? Why? How? Go figure considering the luck I have. Stupid ship with it's stupid owner and it's putrid green color scheme..." She looks up at Johon. "I think "over-react" is a bit of an understatement. To be honest, I'm not sure about my legs. I've rubbed some alcohol on it, but I'm no medical whiz."

"That's alright, I've been called worse. So, about these cuts, I decide to steal a few apples out of a ships hold until the two guys on the boat, one an imp with a wicked looking scythe, the other some balding, unpleasant, raider, corner me. I gave them some sob story trying to get out with the apples. The imp believed me, the raider, not so much. So, the raider slashes my legs with my blade and tosses me over the ship, some foreign, green, ugly thing. Jack hole." She takes a swig of her wine then looks back at Johon. "To think that there's still honor among thieves." The last line is oozing in sarcasm. She takes another drink from her bottle of wine. "I'm alright. The only thing injured is my pride."

"Sorry, the name's Karie. Karie Alderflask, World's Greatest Pickpocket. As for the Locket, 30 sounds good." She reaches into her pouch and places 30 gold coins into three tall stacks of ten. She then grabs the Lover's Locket off of Docken. She's left with 239 gold coins. "Thank you for the locket Docken, I hope to do business with you again soon. You may want to dry the chair I was sitting in, I was tossed off of a boat recently."

Karie notices the bare quest board, and turns to Nessa. "Nessa, hold the fort." She moves over to the quest board and looks for anything of interest. Her interest is peaked by a notice for a man selling goods in the hall. She looks about and notices him with a few other men. She walks over to them and pulls up a chair. "Mr. Docken I presume? I'm here for the ad you had on that necklace. How much were you asking for?" Karie gets out coin pouch and loosens the opening.

Brickdoctor, you still got that necklace? I'm more than willing to buy it off you!

Karie motions for the chair opposite to her. "So, before we get moving on with other things, I wished to apologize for being a jerk, we obviously got off on the wrong foot, allow me to reintroduce myself, Karie Alderflask, world's greatest pickpocket." She poured Nessa a glass, and drank out of the bottle.

It had taken her a bit, but her mask was fixed. She smiled as she put it back on and leaned in her chair. She was still damp from the mishap at the dock, but she felt better knowing she was out and about naked. "Much better!" She then checked the gashes on her legs and began to rub alcohol into them. Life would come to kick her in the shins soon. She enjoyed the moment by herself and continued to expect her wounds.

Karie hits the water hard. Swimming wasn't her strength. She emerged from the water, only to have her blade hit the water. She grabbed it before it could sink to the bottom of the dock. "Bloody sailors." She mutters. As if on cue, few apples rained from the upper railing. She swiftly moved her hands over her head as apples fell into the water, and on her. "I hate ships." She poorly swims to the dock and climbs up, moving closer inland. She sits on the dock and checks her wounds. Nothing major, just cuts to her legs, which stung more due to the sea water which had made it into the wound. She got up and headed for the hall. --- Karie makes it back to the hall, having had a miserable few days. She makes her way over to her table in the back, looking for any familiar faces. She finds none, besides her previous quest mates. She takes out her mask and pulls out a bottle of black paint, a bottle of glue, and a few other various materials, and gets to work on fixing her mask.

I love how your keeping track of all this!

And I would've gotten away with it too if it weren't for you meddling kids and that stupid dog!

Karie looked as if she was going to say something, and then didn't. She fumbled with ideas that weren't being put together. "You know what, I really don't have one. I now, terrible shame. Other than, you now, member of the Heroica guild and what not, yadda yadda..."

"Well my friend, I go by many names, the one I'm most commonly known as is Karie. Currently a well-to-do pick pocket, but the hogs are cracking down on us pickpockets. It's hard to make a living on simply pilfering people's belongings. Certainly you boys understand, what, looking like you'd be the roguish types and all?" One sucker down, one to go...

Crud. The imp can see in the dark. Typical. She took a risky move and stepped out of the shadows. "Steal your boat? No no, you see, I am somewhat of a thief, but I'm here to steal a few of your apples! Not your ship! So if you don't mind, I'll make my way off your boat if you two would move away from the hull entrance, and I get to feed my family of four." Unless these two were sociopaths who couldn't feel the sympathy of a young woman trying to feed the rest of her family, this was in the bag. Then again, knowing her luck...

Karie begins to plunder one of the apple barrels in the ships hold, comparing sizes and textures for the ripest, juiciest apple. Her pouch was already stuffed with six of them. "One apple, two apple, three apple, four. No, this one's got a hole in it..." She jumped back and drew Sexy. The apple barrel toppled over as she carefully moved into the shadows. She was cornered. The ship appeared to have no gun holes, and the only way up was the way she came. She considered her next move carefully as she waited in the shadows of the hull.

Karie stepped off the boat and back onto the dock. She looked about to see if anything had changed, but it seemed as if nothing had. Her stomach growled. She hadn't eaten since Brendenton. She walked back towards the hall when she noticed two me on a foreign looking ship. They appeared to be preoccupied. She could ask for an apple. Or she could steal one. All I need to do is walk onto that boat, enter the haul, steal a few apples, and get back off the boat. She casually walks onto the boat and down into the haul, avoiding eye contact with the two men.