In a darker corner on the back side of the tavern, a small figure sits with face hidden and back to the wall. From beneath her hood, sharp eyes scan, looking for the face of the Uordeq who had placed the request on the town post or any of the others that may have shared her intrigue. Katerina sat quietly with her hands folded on the table before her and waited.
"Hope you're not waiting for me," Wreynn's voice echoes from the rafters above the table. "Asking for all the families to show up in one place isn't much different then asking a cow to head to the butcher. You better have a damn good reason for us to be here if you have any plans for walking out of here alive."
"If you're offering, I'll gladly take a drink. But have a dwarf order it for me."
The soft creak of the tavern door announced Binx's entrance, mask covering her face. Nothing occupied her hands this time, no books, no herbs. Her sword gleamed from it's frog at her hip, her bow strung over her back across a full quiver. The many new notices on the town post had caught her attention, including Akon's apology and Blisdon's angry rebuttal.
Her owlish gaze fell upon the warlock first, then moved over Katri, Leo, and then up to where the voice in the rafters sounded from. She spied the unfamiliar male Uordeq that she had seen around town lately. She let her eyes fall back to Leo, shifted her weight to one foot and cocked her hip in that way women do when they get irritated and impatient. She did not speak, only crossed her arms stand-offishly and stared at the man who had invited the Uordeq of town to meet for some reason.
Akon flickers her eyes over Binx as she entered, then looked back to Leo. "We aren't here to wait and bend to your requests, von Engirburgh. I've got things to do, and you're even lucky we bothered showing at so informal of a request as a town post....tch. Let me annouce publically an obvious place where all of those of the shadow should gather, what better than the very tavern in the middle of town....you do know what child of the night means do you not?" She strumed her fingers along her crossed arms, dangerous eyes glowing hot as she stared him down, her tone lacking of anything pleasant.
"Very well then Akon, I might as well make this known to you all without Father Rasiri, Madam Cassitran you will hate me and your brother for the rest of our lives, But it has become known to me there is more about my past that Rasiri has made clear to Akon and myself. " Leofrick set his glass down in front of him, his ice blue eyes darting to Katri. "I am your nephew, Rasiri is my father which makes me part of your bloodline. I called everyone here to let everyone know so to not to cause rumors. Rasiri sent me away from the court of your father to Woodhaven, you may not like the fact of your brother has procreated, but there you have it. I am half elf but your bloodline is mine as well." Leofrick leaned back farther into his chair and proceded to drink.
Exhailing through her nose in a dainty snort of not quite amusement, one of Binx's eyebrows arched as Leofrick finished. "So we have another Cassitran who's name means nothing in Jastrey." Binx flourished one hand in false enthusiasm as she spoke.
"And that makes two Cassitran's with spawn running about somewhere." She didn't look at Katri as she said this, but shook her head slightly in dissapointment that the meeting had been called over something so trivial.
A gentle hand slid back her black hood ever so slightly, the upper portion of her face now visible. A low, icy hiss escaped her lips, hidden beaneath their black mask and dark eyes narrowed and glittered unreadably.
"In case, boy, you were misinformed, Rasiri is no Cassitran. Not any longer. Also know that no elven blooded brat need dare call himself my nephew. My Clan may not seem what it once was, but we are proud and pure of Uordeq blood. That you weren't killed out of principle leaves me more than a little shocked. What and who Ras has chosen to do is no real concern of mine. My Father certainly won't claim you as bloodkin either, doubly so at that." She replied softly, with an even and almost empty tone to her thick accent. "In regards to who I hate, well, last I checked that was up to me. Though overly bold and presumptuous halfbreeds make a good start on that. This was not something that was necessary, as I am sure so few of us give a damn."
Then her eyes lighted on Binx, voice firm, "You assume to much. There are no Cassitran offspring running around by my accounts."
"Do you know what family bonds mean in an Uordeq household, Leofrick?" Wreynn questioned from the rafters. "It means they have the first opportunity to kill you. If you think that having Rasiri as a father gives you any modicum of protection either here or anywhere else, I'd think again."
Wreynn drops from the rafters and begins to head toward the tavern door. "You were safer when we didn't know your birthright. Now you claim Cassitran blood through an exile and rights of family. You make me sick." While passing Leofrick, Wreynn clears his throat and spits on Leo's shoes. "Don't call forth clans to announce something so petty. If all you wanted to do was tell Katri you were her nephew, you didn't have to make a public show about it. Be glad you didn't grow up in the shadelands. You would have never survived. I'd kill you now for wasting my time, but, I believe someone else has first crack at that."
Disgusted, Wreynn leaves the tavern, only calling back, "Katri, this seems to be a family matter... I'll leave it to you, have fun killing him."
Leofrick spoke to himself. "I know these things, Wryenn but it matters not if I claim a clan or not, even if elven blood is mixed with Cassitran blood. She is my family by blood, names mean nothing. Leofrick stood from his seat adn left the tavern. "Katris' and Fathers' previous matters are nothing to me, father is a Cassitran by blood, even if he is disowned."
Binx's expression was unreadable due to her mask, but she watched as the other Uordeq scorned Leofrick as expected. Katri's remark only drew a shrug from the other woman, a subltle but utterly apathetic response. After Akon and Wreynn she was next to turn her back to the group and exit the tavern in silence. She hadn't known much about the half blooded Cassitran, but now she knew that he was not raised as an Uordeq in the Shadelands. And that he was so very naive.
Taklinn walks into the tavern to get a drink after a hard day of drilling and practicing in the Warrior's Hall. At the sight of all of the scum gathered, he shakes his head and begins mumbling to himself. He walks over to the bar, orders his drinks and meal and goes toward the furthest table from them. Sitting down and beginning his meal, he chuckles to himself as the gathering starts talking of killing he little one, still seeming preoccupied by something and mumbling to himself. Finally he stands up and screams "Oh By Githal's Fartin' Arse!!! Just Let me Eat In Peace!" drawing out his axe and burying it in the wall next to him.
Silently, the roots and tree branches parted in the woods to reveal The Uordeq Shaman with his thick brown hood covering much of his facial features. Blisdon's expression was positively giddy as he threw his brown hood back, Illuminating his own facial features with a broad smile as he strode towards leofrick.
"Cute." Blisdon remarked as he finally made his way up to the new uordeq in town. "You found who yer' Papa was." To emphasize his words blisdon patted leofrick on the cheek in a friendly manner.
"Will he be getting you presents on your birthday? Perhaps a big red wagon to carry around all your toys in?" Blisdon looked to the left and right of him before replying to his rhetorical question.
"FUCK NO! You play with KNIVES and run with SCISSORS and shit already! I ALREADY DONE seen you stabbin' Bitches left and right." One eye of the Shamans was now cocked and the brow above it furrowed and twisted to emphasize the crazy look in the uordeqs eyes.
"Left." Blisdon made a motion as if he were moving an invisible box to the left of him before slowing moving it to his right. "AND FUCKIN' RIGHT!"
"Whatchu be needing to care about having a Daddy when you're a grown-ass Uordeq, Doing Grown-ass Uordeq things?" Blisdon ended his ranting, his voice slowly returning to a respectable volume and his words gradually started escaping his mouth at a much slower and normal pace- Until Blisdon once again stood Beaming at the New uordeq in town, This time with his hands firmly crossed across his chest.
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"I assure you, Rasiri's disowning means much for you and I'd take great pleasure in killing you myself, honestly. Not that the name of Clan Cassitran has any meaning in Jastrey, but last I checked the only thread you cling to it by is a disowned and marked father who is lucky to still be breathing. Get over yourself, Leofrick von Engirburgh. You are nothing to my bloodkin and line. You called us all together to waste our time and make a public spectacle of this petty farce. You're lucky I don't rot from the inside out where you stand!" Katri rose with a spiteful hiss once Blisdon had had his say as well. "Believe you me, this is the first time I agree with the Shaman here. You're a grown ass Uordeq, start acting like it twinkle toes. Family means nothing more than a means to gain power and a name for our selfish pride as a race."
"Family may mean nothing to the both of you, but it does to me, that is one flaw of many the elf in me has. But no, I dont need father, for everything Blidson. He is a teacher as well as a parent. I may be a grown man, but I still have much to learn from our race." His eyes grew slightly darker with the look of anger inside, his hand started to burn and start to shake. He threw his hand under his fur cloak and turned to walk away. "Enjoy the remainder of the evening." Leofrick walked into the trees and faded into the night.
It wasn't much longer after she had arrived that Akon's form appeared from the shadows, leaning against the wall. Her red eyes were particularly brilliant this evening, folding her arms, and drawing her hood up even against the dark tavern lights. "He better have damn good reason for asking us here..." She huffed, her tone not pleasant in the slightest.