Today was a good day for him, he always liked it when another idiot was chasing him with a mark, who decided to make him his enemy and now he just fought back
когда он вернулся в гильдию убийц воров и убийц что он управлял. Она в отличие от всех остальных гильдий не была скрытой, любой мог зайти туда, если конечно хотел, но там были правила - нельзя было воровать или устраивать драки, это было место чтобы в конце концов выпить и отдохнуть, а не устраивать кровавые разборки. К нему подошёл один из его охранников, он был немного растерян босс... Нам тут... Для вас подарок прислали вот только .. подарок от темных. А у них... Вы ведь знаете, более жестокие законы и... Честно говоря вам стоит взглянуть, мы отнесли в ваши покои...
"Hm, and who gave you this right?" He chuckled "Well, if they were smart enough to make a trap to catch me... Well done then." Narsi grinned, the red eye glowing slightly in amusement. "However..." he paused for effect, his voice dropping dangerously low "...if it was too stupid of them to realize that stealing from another thief isn't exactly bright..." He shrugged casually. "In that case... Perhaps I should take a look at their so-called gift."
His hand moved toward the hilt of his dagger, fingers closing around it almost absently as he met the ominous glow in the eye of the skull on the pommel. He felt the magic surge through him, energizing every cell in his body. "Lead on," he purred softly. "I'm feeling playful today."
его охранник тихо сказал босс... Ну что же вы, конечно мы проверили, никакой злонамеренной магии.
He glanced at the oathbreaker skeptically, one brow raised in amusement. "Well, well... If it's really that innocent..." He trailed off, his voice light and almost teasing. Taking a step closer, he reached out to clap the other man on the shoulder with a grin full of wicked humor. "Lead the way, my dear oaf," he chuckled. "Let's see what our 'gift'-bearing friends have in store for me."
As they made their way through the Guild's halls, Narsi kept his senses alert, feeling the prickling at the back of his neck as he searched for any hint of ambush or magical trickery. It was all just part of another day in the life of a thief among thieves... But damn if it wasn't amusing to watch the fools try and trap him
охранник немного растерянно посмотрел на него прошу прощения босс... Но думаю когда вы это увидите, то поймёте почему мы не могли оставить на складе а принесли в покои...
Oh dear, do you truly believe that such petty excuses will sway me? Or perhaps you've grown accustomed to the sheeplike obedience of others... I assure you, I am no one's fool," he said with a hint of warning in his voice. "But let us say for the sake of argument that there was some merit to your story... Still, you brought it here, into my domain." His smile was predatory. "And now...I must decide what to do with this 'gift'."
He paused as they reached a large chamber guarded by more of his elite oathbreakers. The room itself held rows upon rows of weapons and armor, glinting dully in the dim light.
по вашему я должен был оставить это на складе при отрицательной температуре?
охранник тяжело выдохнул, прежде чем поклонился и оставил его в комнате
когда Нарси зашёл в комнатк, то увидел в комнате среднего размера клетку в которой в углу свернувшись клубочком, съежившись спала хрупкая человеческая девушка она была одета в белое платье, но от нее немного пахло кровью. На шее был металлический ошейник, цепь от которого уходила за край клетки и была прицеплена к ее столбу, на его столе лежали ключи от клетки, цепи и ошейника и записка
His eyes narrowed as he approached the cell, noticing the signs of injury and blood on the girl within. The chain clanking lightly against the floor announced her restraints to him even before he glanced at them. "So," he murmured almost conversationally, his voice deceptively soft, "it seems my gift was a...live one." He smirked then, slipping the flask from his cloak and taking a sip of its potent contents as he knelt beside the cell. "Now, what shall I do with you, hmm?"
она немного вздрогнула и медленно села, в ее глазах отражались старые боль и Отчаяние. И уязвимость. Она подтолкнула к нему записку
Tilting his head slightly to one side, he peered at her with interest as she moved closer and pressed a folded piece of parchment into his hand. "A note, hmm?" His voice was dry, the amusement still evident in its tone. Unfolding it carefully,
письмо было написано на дорогой бумаге, угловатым почерком, в нем, со слишком большим восхвалением ему, с лестью, было написано что лорд темных земель Лорд Каррак дарит ему свою рабыню, которая в знак хороших отношений, если есть что-то ещё что хотел бы от него Нарси он был бы рад услышать и наладить отношения между их организациями. Она теперь его собственность, если не понравится, то нарси может убить ее или отдать кому-то. Письмо было написано весьма неприятно, человек выражал слишком большую лесть Нарси и ставил девушку не более чем вещь, он абсолютно не заботился о ее благополучии
Hmph. He took another sip of his flask before glancing back down at the note, barely suppressing a snort at its transparent attempt to curry favor. "And what does this girl have to do with any of this?" he drawled, studying her through narrowed eyes. "A token of goodwill, hm? Perhaps I should thank you myself." He reached out and tugged on one end of the chain binding her, forcing the girl to stand up again. Her movements were jerky and stiff from disuse; clearly she had not been permitted such freedom in a long time.
"Lord Carrack," he repeated mockingly. "Is that supposed to impress me?" He paused, tilting his head slightly as if deep in thought. "Or perhaps...perhaps it's an insult." A sly grin spread across his features. "I suppose we shall see, won't we?"
она стояла немного опустив голову
His eyes narrowed slightly as he watched her. There was an odd sort of stillness about the girl that caught his attention despite everything else going on around them. Perhaps it was simply resignation, or perhaps there was more to it than met the eye. With a careless shrug, he slipped the note back into its envelope and stuffed it into a pocket. "Well," he said lightly, clapping his hands together with an amused smile, "what shall we do with you now?"
The question hung in the air for a moment, but there was no mistaking the predatory glint in his red eye.
девушка не двигалась, немного пусто смотря вниз, видна была только лёгкая дрожь
"Come now," he said softly, a mocking note creeping into his voice as he used the tone normally reserved for soothing frightened animals. "There's no need to be afraid." He leaned closer, studying her face with an almost clinical detachment. "I could kill you, of course... but then I'd have to find someone else for them to send me next time." A predatory grin curved his lips as he straightened again. "Or..." His voice lowered even further, the air around him seeming to grow heavy with malevolent intent, "...I could keep you. It would be rather amusing, don't you think?"
He paused, waiting for her reaction. There was a flicker of something in her eyes when he mentioned killing her,