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« on: February 28, 2013, 09:32:44 am »
The conversation seemed to make less and less sense as time went on, Noah having absolutely no idea about what he walked into. It seemed to him that the ginger-haired lady was more-or-less leading the whole thing, and the familiar-looking mage was working alongside her. There was a slip of parchment that was the current topic of conversation, and it was printed with something that the unfamiliar male could not read. Add in something about an escort in Rien... or was that being escorted to Rien? Noah knew which one he preferred, but as for the conversation, he was totally lost as to what the whole point of it was.
He should have known that the snapping of the twig underfoot would give him away, for almost as soon as the steed of the more royal-looking woman glanced over in his direction, so did the mage, and his eyes narrowed. He didn't know of her ability to sense him before he was seen, but there was a little inkling within him that told him that he had been found out. However, the snide comment from the mage made him smirk, and he slowly stood up from behind the bushes to reveal himself. "Well, sweetheart, you never did accept my invitation for a drink last time we met. I thought perhaps a slower approach would work better on your charming self," he replied with the same devilish grin he gave all women he flirted with, stepping in between the two bushes to bring himself into the clearing, barely sending a nod of acknowledgement over in the direction of the other female and Alistair (much to Carina's disgust).
As Noah brought himself closer to the mage, his own memories began to make a return to the front of his mind. She was most definitely the one who's life he had saved quite a long time ago, when he was younger, still new to his abilities. He'd had plenty of practice getting used to them on his travels, as he had attempted suicide in the most dangerous of ways time and time again, not to mention purposely putting himself in life-threatening situations just to see what would happen. Back then he didn't have much of a care in the world, and he still didn't, but he felt somewhat wiser this time round.
His first encounter with Raven had gotten off to a flying start. The mercenary had heard the sounds of a scuffle not far off from where he was passing through, and his curious self had gotten the better of him, so he investigated. He found quite an unexpected sight, and when most people were confronted with a pissed off elf knew their fate... and it wasn't a pretty one at that. There would have been little hope for the mage of Noah hadn't come blundering in, quite mindlessly if he would admit. During the fight he had died a total of one time, but in fact, the severe stab wound to the thigh had hurt a lot more. As the fatal wound had only been a strike through the chest, it didn't take him long at all to mend himself and resurrect what should have been his dead body, and then cleanly kill the elf before it could kill the mage. The task had been easy enough, and more than that, he had even managed to strike up a deal with Raven. Although she was incredibly unwilling, he had pressed the matter that he really did save her life, and she owed him one. She still did owe him one, and this was how the second encounter became very handy indeed.
"Pleasure to meet you again, Raven. You wouldn't believe how coincidental this is, I'm sure you have at least a vague memory upon who I am." Noah had made his introductions last time, and believe it or not he didn't much like the sound of his own voice, so didn't bother to repeat it a second time round. Now that they were interacting, he was eager to lay down the laws and bring up the topic of paying off her debt by giving him a bit of a helping hand with something. Perhaps "laying down the laws" was the wrong terminology, as the task would involve bending them, rather than abiding by them.