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#1 Guest_Yunami_Silverblade_*

Posted 17 January 2004 - 10:40 PM

Tales From the Guildhall – A Day in the Life

Dear Journal:
Today has been a truly exhausting day for me. I woke to find two of my most volatile pickpockets engaged in an all-out fight to the death.


[Rinara, clad in her usual purple and black bodysuit, sans boots, enters the first-floor common room of her guildhall, yawning faintly. Her attention is immediately drawn to the circle of men and women of various races, all stamping their feet and jeering. In the center of the circle are two halfling women, redhead and brunette, menacing one another with knives.]

Rinara: …The hells? (Shouting to be heard over the catcalls of her thieves) Hey! Hey! (She begins shouldering her way through the crowd) Break it up, or I start cracking skulls.

[Reluctantly, the circle of spectators disperses, leaving only the two oblivious combatants. Said combatants are locked together, knives forgotten on the floor, biting, clawing, and pulling hair. Rinara, in typically direct fashion, simply lifts them apart by the collars and bangs their heads together.]

Rinara: That’s enough, I said!

That was dealt with easily enough, however. They should be too busy to make trouble for awhile.

[The two women from before, now sporting identical lumps on their heads, are hard at work in what appears to be the guild kitchen. The redhead is scrubbing the floor, while the brunette leans over a basin, washing dishes. The one on the floor “accidentally” slops water all over the feet of the one doing dishes. She retaliates by dumping a bowl of greasy, sudsy water over the redhead. The redhead tosses her entire bucket over her rival, and the two leap at each other.]

Only two hours later, I was informed that three of my men had been arrested.

[Rinara, faced with a nervous-looking messenger, is ripping what appears to be a note from her lieutenant into many tiny pieces.]

Standard procedure is to bribe them out. But why waste so much gold? I’ve got a quota to meet, after all.

[In the local guardhouse, a short rogue goes from cell to cell, picking the locks while his beautiful female companion ‘distracts’ the two guards. Once the captured thieves are free, she slits both their throats, and the five leave through a side door.]

Jem says it was almost too easy. He certainly does seem to have the golden touch as far as disguises go.

[Once outside, the “woman” removes her concealing cloak, revealing herself as a slim, long-haired elven man. He is dressed in conservatively-cut feminine leathers, and has applied a number of cosmetics to his face. Surprisingly, he still looks good.]

We also discovered a minor infestation in the “cellar.”

[Rinara, Nalia, and four or five others are clustered into Mae’Var’s old prison, which is apparently being used as a storage area—barrels, crates, and sacks of food, drink, and various supplies are piled haphazardly around the walls. Nalia is holding the door to the cell shut as best she can, while the others, using crossbows, are trying to hold off the twelve giant beetles that have apparently taken over the area.]

It was actually Edwin who finally got rid of them. Happiness is a well-aimed Fireball.

[The twelve giant beetles are now twelve smoking exoskeletons.]

And then there’s Aerie…I don’t know what’s wrong with her lately, but she absolutely refuses to leave her room unless accompanied by either Anomen or Jaheira. Poor Nalia has had to sleep on the floor in Jae’s room for the last three nights, because Aerie won’t unlock the door.

[Aerie, alone, is creeping cautiously down a hallway on the third floor. She pauses every few steps to peer nervously around. About halfway down the hall, she stops and leans against the wall, giving a sigh of relief.]

Aerie: Maybe I finally lost them…

[A secret compartment in the wall next to her pops open, and a gangly young man emerges. He is smiling in a slightly crazed manner, and has his arms open as though to embrace her.]

Guy: Aerie! I love you!

[She turns to run back the way she came, only to find her way blocked by another young thief, this time a woman. She bears a familial resemblance to the gangly young man, right down to the nutty grin.]

Girl: Aerie! My darling!

[Aerie whirls around and runs down the hall, screaming. Her two “suitors,” obviously brother and sister, glare at one another for a moment before sprinting after her.]

Both: Aerie! Come back!

She keeps muttering about Charm spells, and the shadows coming after her. I wonder if she’s finally cracking up?

[She reaches her room three steps ahead of them, dashes in, and slams the door. There is the sound of six separate locks being engaged.. The door also glows with an ominous red light, and spikes sprout from every inch.]

Both (mournfully): Aerie!

Aerie (slightly muffled): Go away!

I’ve also had to put up with Anomen and Nalia making eyes at each other when they think no one’s looking.

[Nalia, Anomen, Rinara, Viconia, and some random thieves are relaxing in the Guild common room. Rinara and two other women are throwing daggers at a portrait of one of the Cowled Wizards, trying to hit the bull’s-eye someone has drawn on his overly-large nose. Viconia is reading a book entitled “Torture For Dummies—Advanced Techniques.” Nalia and Anomen are on opposite ends of the room. Nalia is attempting to study her spell book, but she periodically glances over at the young knight-in-training, who is meditating near the fire. During one such instance, Rinara intercepts the look and sighs disgustedly. The next time Nalia looks up, her gaze is met with blue eyes. Anomen smiles at her, then looks confused when she “eeps” and hides her face in the book.]

I wish those two would just get together so that they can get back to more important issues. I’m sure I was never that annoying.

[Flashback of almost the exact same scene taking place between a 14-year-old Rinara and her handsome tutor, in the library at Candlekeep.]

No. Never. And I have better taste, too.

[Another flashback, this time of a rather drunken 17-year-old Rinara making eyes at a very old, extremely ugly man in a pea-green mage robe. Winthrop, looking as though he’s trying very hard not to laugh, is attempting to hustle her out the door.]

Anyway, I suppose I’d better quit writing this, and go see what kind of trouble my guild is getting into without me; I think I just heard something explode. And this was supposed to be my day off.

~~Rinara


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Hope you all enjoyed. This was written to illustrate the kind of things poor Rin has to deal with on a daily basis. Pity her.

#2 Guest_Shian_*

Posted 18 January 2004 - 12:26 AM

YAY! You wrote another one about the Guildhall!!!

Hahah! I loved it! I love the Thieves Hall!!! Aerie and Charm Spells . . . :twisted:

Day off? Yeah right. . .

#3 Guest_Yunami_Silverblade_*

Posted 18 January 2004 - 01:41 AM

YAY! You wrote another one about the Guildhall!!!


Yup! It's a good way to de-stress.

Hahah! I loved it! I love the Thieves Hall!!! Aerie and Charm Spells . . . :)


Poor Aerie. :twisted: But that'll teach her not to experiment recklessly.

Day off? Yeah right. . .


Not for this little Bhaalspawn.

#4 Guest_Dark-Mage_*

Posted 18 January 2004 - 05:00 PM

Wow :)

I thought that was really funny tbh :twisted:

You have to write more like this one :)

#5 Guest_Yunami_Silverblade_*

Posted 18 January 2004 - 05:04 PM

Wow :)

I thought that was really funny tbh :twisted:

You have to write more like this one :D


I am planning on having an overarching story (eventually), but we certainly haven't seen the last of Rinara's journal. Who knows, maybe we'll even take a peek into someone else's diary. ANyway, I'm glad you liked it. :)

#6 Laufey

Posted 18 January 2004 - 07:53 PM

Tales From the Guildhall – A Day in the Life


Dear Journal:
Today has been a truly exhausting day for me. I woke to find two of my most volatile pickpockets engaged in an all-out fight to the death.


That's not a good way to start a day. :)

That was dealt with easily enough, however. They should be too busy to make trouble for awhile.


[The two women from before, now sporting identical lumps on their heads, are hard at work in what appears to be the guild kitchen. The redhead is scrubbing the floor, while the brunette leans over a basin, washing dishes. The one on the floor “accidentally” slops water all over the feet of the one doing dishes. She retaliates by dumping a bowl of greasy, sudsy water over the redhead. The redhead tosses her entire bucket over her rival, and the two leap at each other.]


Serve them right. :D


Jem says it was almost too easy. He certainly does seem to have the golden touch as far as disguises go.


[Once outside, the “woman” removes her concealing cloak, revealing herself as a slim, long-haired elven man. He is dressed in conservatively-cut feminine leathers, and has applied a number of cosmetics to his face. Surprisingly, he still looks good.]


*grin* Oh, I liked this bit!

[Rinara, Nalia, and four or five others are clustered into Mae’Var’s old prison, which is apparently being used as a storage area—barrels, crates, and sacks of food, drink, and various supplies are piled haphazardly around the walls. Nalia is holding the door to the cell shut as best she can, while the others, using crossbows, are trying to hold off the twelve giant beetles that have apparently taken over the area.]


It was actually Edwin who finally got rid of them. Happiness is a well-aimed Fireball.


[The twelve giant beetles are now twelve smoking exoskeletons.]


Clever darling! :shock:

And then there’s Aerie…I don’t know what’s wrong with her lately, but she absolutely refuses to leave her room unless accompanied by either Anomen or Jaheira. Poor Nalia has had to sleep on the floor in Jae’s room for the last three nights, because Aerie won’t unlock the door.


Guy: Aerie! I love you!


[She turns to run back the way she came, only to find her way blocked by another young thief, this time a woman. She bears a familial resemblance to the gangly young man, right down to the nutty grin.]


Girl: Aerie! My darling!


[Aerie whirls around and runs down the hall, screaming. Her two “suitors,” obviously brother and sister, glare at one another for a moment before sprinting after her.]


Both: Aerie! Come back!


She keeps muttering about Charm spells, and the shadows coming after her. I wonder if she’s finally cracking up?


;) :) :) Poetic justice if you ask me. :) :) :)

Hope you all enjoyed. This was written to illustrate the kind of things poor Rin has to deal with on a daily basis. Pity her.


Oh, I do. :shock:
Rogues do it from behind.

#7 Guest_Yunami_Silverblade_*

Posted 18 January 2004 - 08:43 PM

That's not a good way to start a day. :D


No, and Rinara wasn't too pleased either.

Serve them right. :shock:


Rinara has discovered that most of her thieves are incredibly lazy. Therefore, her favorite punishment is to make them do chores.

*grin* Oh, I liked this bit!


Actually, so do I.

Clever darling! :shock:


*Edwin preens. Rinara, still grumpy, pinches him.*

;) :) :) Poetic justice if you ask me. :) :) :)


Well, she's definitely going to be more careful from now on. :) This was my favorite part to write.

Oh, I do. :shock:


Rinara: They're a handful, but they're just so...
Yunami: Cute?
Rinara: Profitable. They're profitable.

#8 Weyoun

Posted 19 January 2004 - 11:51 PM

Rinara: …The hells? (Shouting to be heard over the catcalls of her thieves) Hey! Hey! (She begins shouldering her way through the crowd) Break it up, or I start cracking skulls.


Laska : Go for it! :)

[The two women from before, now sporting identical lumps on their heads, are hard at work in what appears to be the guild kitchen. The redhead is scrubbing the floor, while the brunette leans over a basin, washing dishes. The one on the floor “accidentally” slops water all over the feet of the one doing dishes. She retaliates by dumping a bowl of greasy, sudsy water over the redhead. The redhead tosses her entire bucket over her rival, and the two leap at each other.]


Nice little bit of slapstick. :P

It was actually Edwin who finally got rid of them. Happiness is a well-aimed Fireball.


*snicker* Priceless line there! :mrgreen:

Aerie: Maybe I finally lost them…


[A secret compartment in the wall next to her pops open, and a gangly young man emerges. He is smiling in a slightly crazed manner, and has his arms open as though to embrace her.]


Guy: Aerie! I love you!


[She turns to run back the way she came, only to find her way blocked by another young thief, this time a woman. She bears a familial resemblance to the gangly young man, right down to the nutty grin.]


Girl: Aerie! My darling!


[Aerie whirls around and runs down the hall, screaming. Her two “suitors,” obviously brother and sister, glare at one another for a moment before sprinting after her.]


Both: Aerie! Come back!


ROTFL! She's gone forever now. :)

[Nalia, Anomen, Rinara, Viconia, and some random thieves are relaxing in the Guild common room. Rinara and two other women are throwing daggers at a portrait of one of the Cowled Wizards, trying to hit the bull’s-eye someone has drawn on his overly-large nose. Viconia is reading a book entitled “Torture For Dummies—Advanced Techniques.” Nalia and Anomen are on opposite ends of the room. Nalia is attempting to study her spell book, but she periodically glances over at the young knight-in-training, who is meditating near the fire. During one such instance, Rinara intercepts the look and sighs disgustedly. The next time Nalia looks up, her gaze is met with blue eyes. Anomen smiles at her, then looks confused when she “eeps” and hides her face in the book.]


LOL! Nice loosly organized guild she has going here! 8)


Anyway, I suppose I’d better quit writing this, and go see what kind of trouble my guild is getting into without me; I think I just heard something explode. And this was supposed to be my day off.

~~Rinara


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Hope you all enjoyed. This was written to illustrate the kind of things poor Rin has to deal with on a daily basis. Pity her.


LOL! I loved it. Nice and chaotic. :)

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#9 Guest_Yunami_Silverblade_*

Posted 20 January 2004 - 12:13 AM

Laska : Go for it! :)


:) Rin isn't exactly sunshine and roses in the morning.

Nice little bit of slapstick. :P


There are just some people who can't be on thje same continent without trying to kill each other.

*snicker* Priceless line there! :mrgreen:


Thanks!

ROTFL! She's gone forever now. :)


Poor Aerie...We're all so cruel to her.

LOL! Nice loosly organized guild she has going here! 8)


Rinara: Hey, as long as they meet the quota, I don't care what they do in their spare time.


LOL! I loved it. Nice and chaotic. :)

---Weyoun


Well, she is Chaotic Neutral, and a Bhaalspawn to boot. She complains a lot, but I think she secretly enjoys all the action.




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