[Open] Training Montage!

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

WHO: Adasse Agassi and YOU
WHAT: Adasse making himself useful, or not.
WHEN: Most of Firstfall
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: Warnings for cursing, possible mentions of darker things (will update), and crime.

1. Training Montage - Part One

It starts with Adasse taking Beleth's words to heart - to helping someone else because she helped him. He saw some of the scouts trying to work on trying to sneak, and after swallowing a lot of laughter, he walked them through the basics of keeping out of sight.

From there, he graduated to expanding Ellana's lessons to others - how to pickpocket from an important mark without getting caught. Light fingers in pockets, off belts, how to snip off a purse with a dagger without being noticed. It was all about moving your fingers in the right way, and like Ellana, he had them do finger strengthening exercises.

The final step, lock-picking. He was sitting on the ground, with a half a dozen Scouts around him, showing them what he was doing, step by step. "See - you don't want to tweak it too hard - if you do you snap off the pick and the lock's jammed. Permanent. Locking mechanisms are delicate things."

There's plenty of room for someone to sneak and observe, or at least snark from the background.

Training Montage - Part Deux!

There's something - someone - moving very rapidly over the roofs the gallows. Along the high stone walls, high above the courtyard, over the top of the slopes that lead down to the kitchens, along the edges of the towers and then down to the cobblestones of the Gallows. Adasse, without a shirt, running up the side of staircases, dark eyes intent and sweat beading over his body as he moves as rapidly as he can. Up, down, sideways, leaping off and rolling. A few times - he goes to climb up to a second story window -- but instead of climbing, he holds himself there. Muscles straining, and for the first time, something that had just looked like a colorful blur comes into focus.

A vhenadal tree, done in a rainbow of colors, down his entire back. If one looks closely enough ...

Either way, he's not paying attention to anyone below him. He's focusing on gripping the windowsill, and pulling himself up slowly, then lowering himself down again.


And ...Rest.

Above the Gallows courtyard, if you're just one of those people who happens to look up, you might see a young elf sitting atop one of the walls. He's dressed lightly, and a sack of apples is sitting next to him. A small brown nug is sleeping in his lap, whom he is petting with one hand. The other is holding open a book that he is, by all accounts, reading with complete absorption.

He'll probably hear you if you call out. A few times, at best.

Comments

[serannas]

That makes Ellana laugh softly and she nods as well to confirm it.

"We're not so different from other mages. I don't even know Keeper magic like other Dalish mages do. Then again, I don't know what was taught in Circles either. I guess my education is sort of in between."

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

"Yeah ... best of both worlds, I guess? Interesting neeeew powers and ... y'know. Control." He takes a bite of his apple then offers a bite to Coco.

[serannas]

"Mm hmm," she agrees. "That's a cute little nug you have there. What's its name?"

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

"This adorable little fellow here is named Coco." He held him over to Ellana, so she could pet him. "Cutie-patooie,

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

"This adorable little fellow here is named Coco." He held him over to Ellana, so she could pet him. "Cutie-patooie, yeah?"

[serannas]

With a giggle, she reaches out a hand strokes the top of Coco's head.

"Cutie-patooie! I've never heard that one before. But yes, he is. These darker ones are more rare, aren't they?"

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

"Oh yeah, you don't find many of the dark ones in caves. They usually live in the Dales and such." He stroked Coco's ears. "This poor little fellow was almost someone's lunch until I saved him."

[serannas]

"Really? How did you do it? I'd imagine the person was angry to be deprived of a meal." One the one hand, Ellana can understand it, because living in the clan meant there were thin times where they didn't get much to eat and anything would do, but on the other hand, if a nug was firmly established in your mind as a pet and not food, you'd be horrified to see someone about to kill and cook one.

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

"Well let us just say that there is stealing from a dwarven merchant ..." He cleared his throat, his dark eyes sparkling with amusement. "Or you could call it the greatest sleight of hand you might have ever seen."

[serannas]

Ellana laughs behind her apple before taking a bite. Moving the piece to one side so her cheek is full, she says, "I wouldn't call you a thief for that, but a liberator."

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

"Oh there's a new one I'm going to put on my cards - Adasse Agassi - liberator!" He grinned from ear to ear, picking up Coco to kiss his whiskered nose.

[serannas]

Another laugh and Ellana reaches out to give Coco a pet along his back. "And I could say I knew you when you were only the liberator of one nug. Surely in the future you'll free dozens."

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

"I'll be happy to liberate all the nugs -- but we could get some rather angry dwarves if I'm taking everyone's dinner." Adasse grinned wider, his eyes glinting with the trouble.

[serannas]

"Uh oh. Then you'd have to take to the rooftops to escape them, huh?" Ellana works around the core of the apple with her teeth, getting as much of the sweet fruit that remains as she can. "A nug under each arm, a couple sticking out of your pockets... I can picture it all now."