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"The truth is Lyra we are going somewhere that doesn't have a name yet. At least they didn't tell me it's name. If it has one?" Vilox frowned at himself as he turned and closed the door after joining Lyra outside in the hallway. It did smell better at here he admitted to himself as he made sure...

When Lyra asked the time Vilox looked down at his chrono. It was a good question. When he read that it was only a couple of hours before their transport was set to leave he decided that they would have go now. He looked back up to tell her but she then dismissed the question. He watched her eyes...

He woke up a few hours later. Sleep still clung onto him still. There was a part of him which longed to turned back over and sleep for another few hours- perhaps ten, or twenty if he was lucky- and forget about the world. Reality wasn't something Vilox found enjoyable. It was rough, and...

"Yes," Vilox replied as he held the door open for her, then closed it after they stepped inside. He was a man of few words, and when he did speak it was either straight to the point, or something of importance which dictated whether or not it would be something eloquent and profound. Suffice to...

She had decided to follow him. Inside Vilox chided himself for his selfishness. He had pulled that move a dozen times. The man wasn't particularity gifted when it came to 'higher thought' as some academics would call it, but he was good at one thing: manipulation. Lyra really thought that it was...

"Honestly? I don't know if it's a good idea. Truth is Lyra I don't go out of my way to help others. I've never done a good thing in my life. I am not a good person." He turned around to face her. "I mean think about it? Two strangers don't start going off and start living their lives together on...

He walked beside her quietly as they left the Lucky Den. By the time they reached the top of the stairway that led out of the brothel and into the bar the Rodian had seemingly retired for the day. It was unsurprising when they came across the locked door which barred their way out. Raising his...

I don't live anywhere. For some reason that hurt. That was a small, sad little smile too. Thank you for all your help. He didn't feel he had helped her. But there's no one left to worry about. It had been awhile since someone had cared about him too. I can take care of myself from here. "I...

He doubted it. But instead of giving a snarky response (which he had become very good at over the years) Vilox stepped over the threshold, handed Lyra and the water and closed the door. "The Rodian is still awake. Cleaning glasses. Reckon he would have said something if he was looking for us...

I have to go back for her. He stood up and lowered his hand to the tap to turn it off. As he went to turn away it occurred to him that Lyra would be thirsty too. So he went back to pour another glass of water. Making his way back to the bar Vilox used the door this time to step out from the...

Cold. So very cold. Freezing to the bone. Damn. He fell asleep again. Shouldn't have done that. They will wonder where we are. Still, it's not a bad view to wake up too. The forest at this time of morning is beautiful. I can see one of the Thernbee in the clearing where we sometimes play. They...

"You don't," Vilox replied. He stood up briefly to turn the lamp off. The room was submerged into darkness. Gingerly he made his way through the dark back to the stool, where he lowered himself back down to sit and lean back on the door. He didn't realize it until he closed his eyes that he was...

"I started calling myself Vilox a little while ago." He looked over his shoulder and paused to listen again. There hadn't been a knock on the door yet. Perhaps the bouncers had just told the Ithorian to go away. Maybe they were just waiting for them to come out. Either way they had some time...

He thought about it. It was the right play. Not from a morale sense, obviously. It was just smart. He could go out there right now. Pretend to be oblivious. If one of them had the balls to pull him up and ask him anything he could just lie. After all it would make sense. Just another lowlife who...

"Shut up. I am trying to listen." Vilox heard them conversing. The Ithorian was furious, that much was obvious. The Dwuni was talking with his associate. A few words filtered in, though God knows how he was able to hear them considering they were at the end of the hallway, and that there was a...

He didn't respond. There was time to talk later. For now there was an angry Ithorian and a mean looking Dwuni on their tail. Vilox Pazela was 5'10, and he looked mean. But that was just a front. A con in of itself. The man hadn't won a fight in years. He tended to avoid them. Better to have...

He cupped the basin of his ale in either hand. Didn't make a move to stop her leaving this time. As she was standing up her averted his gaze away from Lyra back to where he last saw the Ithorian. He found him on the other side of the bar near the entrance. Conversing with the bouncer, who were...

There was a naivety about her. Women that get caught in the sophisticated trap they were thinking about weren't forced. They fall into it. At first it's an accident. A drink at the bar turns into an exchange of pleasantries. The good ones know how to make you laugh. Suddenly you're doing spice...

It was amateur hour. She was clearly inebriated. Perhaps both? It didn't matter. Professionals don't use their real names. Particularly when they get caught out. What was she doing here? Unlike the Ithorian he felt something about her. Her name was Lyra. There was something about her. Was he...

Perhaps it had been the dark side that changed her mind. That was what the Eternal called it. They said that he was able to use it, and it did explain quite a few extraordinary things that had happened in his life. He wasn't so sure. Either way she was a brazen one to come up to someone like...