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Some people called him a dog, usually those that were envious of his wealth amassed from his very niche type of business. To those, Kreios merely did not bat an eyelash. Sure, it may seem that way, for he usually only sailed to a destination should a client send him a missive, and the pool of his clientele grew by the day, for Kreios was becoming reknown as a specialized and well-known merchant of poison, but what made it better was the man's lack of love for the gab. Which meant whatever they purchased or whoever they bought it for, would be kept silent. It was the gift of secrecy that they cherished the most.
Having received the missive from Athenia just a few weeks prior, it was rare Kreios immediately headed for the location, but the man had been in Colchis just before and concluded some business. His next port of sail would have been Egypt, to procure more of his rarer plants and supplies, but considering it was on the way, he decided to make a stop to see the man from Athenia who had sent him a missive, before he headed off and was scarce from Greece for a good month or so.
Pulling in to the port of Athenia, the salt soaked planks were seemingly filled with people as the sun shone high in the sky, the early afternoon weather proving warm despite the sea breeze. People were busy, the ports noisy as they were fishy in scent, for fishermen would come in and out to bring their wares to the people who would purchase from them, a sight that was familiar to Kreios like a miner was familiar with rocks.
As Captain Garvey pulled in, Kreios allowed the breeze to mess up his dark locks, waiting till the anchor was dropped before he reached out and waved for Descat to come along. The short, sandy haired slave boy had been one of Kreios's most trusted servants, and in return, the boy was dutifully loyal to Kreios, for the poison merchant had saved him from a particularly vicious master from before, and he would do anything for his master. Bright eyed and eager, Kreios handed the letter he had received earlier. "Find the man who wrote me this missive, and bring him to me. Tell him I have what he seeks." The boy quickly ran off, and only then did Kreios summon two more servants, and instructed them to bring a crate of assorted poisons on deck. He usually did not allow just anyone to go belowdeck, so most of his transactions were done on deck itself.
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Some people called him a dog, usually those that were envious of his wealth amassed from his very niche type of business. To those, Kreios merely did not bat an eyelash. Sure, it may seem that way, for he usually only sailed to a destination should a client send him a missive, and the pool of his clientele grew by the day, for Kreios was becoming reknown as a specialized and well-known merchant of poison, but what made it better was the man's lack of love for the gab. Which meant whatever they purchased or whoever they bought it for, would be kept silent. It was the gift of secrecy that they cherished the most.
Having received the missive from Athenia just a few weeks prior, it was rare Kreios immediately headed for the location, but the man had been in Colchis just before and concluded some business. His next port of sail would have been Egypt, to procure more of his rarer plants and supplies, but considering it was on the way, he decided to make a stop to see the man from Athenia who had sent him a missive, before he headed off and was scarce from Greece for a good month or so.
Pulling in to the port of Athenia, the salt soaked planks were seemingly filled with people as the sun shone high in the sky, the early afternoon weather proving warm despite the sea breeze. People were busy, the ports noisy as they were fishy in scent, for fishermen would come in and out to bring their wares to the people who would purchase from them, a sight that was familiar to Kreios like a miner was familiar with rocks.
As Captain Garvey pulled in, Kreios allowed the breeze to mess up his dark locks, waiting till the anchor was dropped before he reached out and waved for Descat to come along. The short, sandy haired slave boy had been one of Kreios's most trusted servants, and in return, the boy was dutifully loyal to Kreios, for the poison merchant had saved him from a particularly vicious master from before, and he would do anything for his master. Bright eyed and eager, Kreios handed the letter he had received earlier. "Find the man who wrote me this missive, and bring him to me. Tell him I have what he seeks." The boy quickly ran off, and only then did Kreios summon two more servants, and instructed them to bring a crate of assorted poisons on deck. He usually did not allow just anyone to go belowdeck, so most of his transactions were done on deck itself.
Some people called him a dog, usually those that were envious of his wealth amassed from his very niche type of business. To those, Kreios merely did not bat an eyelash. Sure, it may seem that way, for he usually only sailed to a destination should a client send him a missive, and the pool of his clientele grew by the day, for Kreios was becoming reknown as a specialized and well-known merchant of poison, but what made it better was the man's lack of love for the gab. Which meant whatever they purchased or whoever they bought it for, would be kept silent. It was the gift of secrecy that they cherished the most.
Having received the missive from Athenia just a few weeks prior, it was rare Kreios immediately headed for the location, but the man had been in Colchis just before and concluded some business. His next port of sail would have been Egypt, to procure more of his rarer plants and supplies, but considering it was on the way, he decided to make a stop to see the man from Athenia who had sent him a missive, before he headed off and was scarce from Greece for a good month or so.
Pulling in to the port of Athenia, the salt soaked planks were seemingly filled with people as the sun shone high in the sky, the early afternoon weather proving warm despite the sea breeze. People were busy, the ports noisy as they were fishy in scent, for fishermen would come in and out to bring their wares to the people who would purchase from them, a sight that was familiar to Kreios like a miner was familiar with rocks.
As Captain Garvey pulled in, Kreios allowed the breeze to mess up his dark locks, waiting till the anchor was dropped before he reached out and waved for Descat to come along. The short, sandy haired slave boy had been one of Kreios's most trusted servants, and in return, the boy was dutifully loyal to Kreios, for the poison merchant had saved him from a particularly vicious master from before, and he would do anything for his master. Bright eyed and eager, Kreios handed the letter he had received earlier. "Find the man who wrote me this missive, and bring him to me. Tell him I have what he seeks." The boy quickly ran off, and only then did Kreios summon two more servants, and instructed them to bring a crate of assorted poisons on deck. He usually did not allow just anyone to go belowdeck, so most of his transactions were done on deck itself.
The subject that made Adrestus’s blood boil was pirates. He hated them, with a passion and if he ever found the pirate that had sunk the Athenian ship Sokari and him had been on those many years ago, he’d kill him without a second thought. No matter what blow to his reputation might be, he’d never forgive the person who made him lose one of his best friends. Of course, he had yet to even find Sokari, and refused to believe the man was dead. He couldn’t be dead. Things were getting desperate, however, and Adrestus was ready to do anything. This including, buying incentives for every pirate he came across to get talking, specifically poison. It was not like Adrestus went around killing pirates, though he wasn’t against it, but he also knew he needed to play tough if he was ever going to find Sokari. Or at least, get information on what exactly happened that one terrifying day. Which is why he had sent a missive to kreios of phossis, a merchant who he believed had what he needed to buy.
He was in Athenia when one of his crew had found a boy looking for him, the letter in hand. Adrestus immediately recognized it, and smiled at the boy. “Lead the way!” Adrestus called, and grinned as he and his crew member followed the servent towards their master. Adrestus’s cloud white chiron fluttered in the wind as he strode towards Kreios’s ship, and his grin grew more as the merchant came into sight. The servant leading them became almost invisible as Adrestus picked up his pace, the noble now with a mission. Adrestus moved towards Kreios, and offered his hand.
“Nice to meet you, I am Adrestus of Nikolaos.” He spoke, before gesturing towards his first mate, who had discretly showed Kreios a hefty amount of gold in a bland looking bag. Adrestus was not playing around, and he didn’t want Kreios to think he was not serious. “I’d rather not waste your time, so you have what I want, correct?” Adrestus’s stance was a bit nervous, and uncomfortable, but he was trying to be as businesslike he could be. He had heard rumors that the man was a bit shady, and he assumed he wasn’t much of a talker. Adrestus was fine with that, as long as nothing of what he was doing got out into the public mind, and he got what he wanted. Maybe poison was the way to find Sokari, and his eyes dimmed of the memory of the last time he saw his friend. Anything to get him back… he’d do anything.
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The subject that made Adrestus’s blood boil was pirates. He hated them, with a passion and if he ever found the pirate that had sunk the Athenian ship Sokari and him had been on those many years ago, he’d kill him without a second thought. No matter what blow to his reputation might be, he’d never forgive the person who made him lose one of his best friends. Of course, he had yet to even find Sokari, and refused to believe the man was dead. He couldn’t be dead. Things were getting desperate, however, and Adrestus was ready to do anything. This including, buying incentives for every pirate he came across to get talking, specifically poison. It was not like Adrestus went around killing pirates, though he wasn’t against it, but he also knew he needed to play tough if he was ever going to find Sokari. Or at least, get information on what exactly happened that one terrifying day. Which is why he had sent a missive to kreios of phossis, a merchant who he believed had what he needed to buy.
He was in Athenia when one of his crew had found a boy looking for him, the letter in hand. Adrestus immediately recognized it, and smiled at the boy. “Lead the way!” Adrestus called, and grinned as he and his crew member followed the servent towards their master. Adrestus’s cloud white chiron fluttered in the wind as he strode towards Kreios’s ship, and his grin grew more as the merchant came into sight. The servant leading them became almost invisible as Adrestus picked up his pace, the noble now with a mission. Adrestus moved towards Kreios, and offered his hand.
“Nice to meet you, I am Adrestus of Nikolaos.” He spoke, before gesturing towards his first mate, who had discretly showed Kreios a hefty amount of gold in a bland looking bag. Adrestus was not playing around, and he didn’t want Kreios to think he was not serious. “I’d rather not waste your time, so you have what I want, correct?” Adrestus’s stance was a bit nervous, and uncomfortable, but he was trying to be as businesslike he could be. He had heard rumors that the man was a bit shady, and he assumed he wasn’t much of a talker. Adrestus was fine with that, as long as nothing of what he was doing got out into the public mind, and he got what he wanted. Maybe poison was the way to find Sokari, and his eyes dimmed of the memory of the last time he saw his friend. Anything to get him back… he’d do anything.
The subject that made Adrestus’s blood boil was pirates. He hated them, with a passion and if he ever found the pirate that had sunk the Athenian ship Sokari and him had been on those many years ago, he’d kill him without a second thought. No matter what blow to his reputation might be, he’d never forgive the person who made him lose one of his best friends. Of course, he had yet to even find Sokari, and refused to believe the man was dead. He couldn’t be dead. Things were getting desperate, however, and Adrestus was ready to do anything. This including, buying incentives for every pirate he came across to get talking, specifically poison. It was not like Adrestus went around killing pirates, though he wasn’t against it, but he also knew he needed to play tough if he was ever going to find Sokari. Or at least, get information on what exactly happened that one terrifying day. Which is why he had sent a missive to kreios of phossis, a merchant who he believed had what he needed to buy.
He was in Athenia when one of his crew had found a boy looking for him, the letter in hand. Adrestus immediately recognized it, and smiled at the boy. “Lead the way!” Adrestus called, and grinned as he and his crew member followed the servent towards their master. Adrestus’s cloud white chiron fluttered in the wind as he strode towards Kreios’s ship, and his grin grew more as the merchant came into sight. The servant leading them became almost invisible as Adrestus picked up his pace, the noble now with a mission. Adrestus moved towards Kreios, and offered his hand.
“Nice to meet you, I am Adrestus of Nikolaos.” He spoke, before gesturing towards his first mate, who had discretly showed Kreios a hefty amount of gold in a bland looking bag. Adrestus was not playing around, and he didn’t want Kreios to think he was not serious. “I’d rather not waste your time, so you have what I want, correct?” Adrestus’s stance was a bit nervous, and uncomfortable, but he was trying to be as businesslike he could be. He had heard rumors that the man was a bit shady, and he assumed he wasn’t much of a talker. Adrestus was fine with that, as long as nothing of what he was doing got out into the public mind, and he got what he wanted. Maybe poison was the way to find Sokari, and his eyes dimmed of the memory of the last time he saw his friend. Anything to get him back… he’d do anything.
Standing on the edges, Kreios would occasionally tilt his head upwards to enjoy the natural sea breeze that messed up his dark locks. He spent too much time cooped up belowdeck or within his chambers, that many believed Kreios to be someone who disliked the open air or the sun. However, and much to contrary belief, he actually enjoyed being in the open air. His job however, required the stable indoors enviroment, which was the only reason the merchant spent much time in there anyhow.
Given the chance though, he would enjoy the natural sunlight as much as possible. Waiting for the return of the sender of the missive, the man's obsidian eyes merely observed the comings and goings of the Athenian port until his gaze finally picked out on an excited looking man following behind his mousy but loyal cabin boy, and only then, did Kreios straighten up to his full height. He was no tall man, but there was an air of confidence about the dark-haired merchant that seemed almost intimidating to a certain extent.
His eyes followed the Athenian's ascent to his deck, and his introduction merely got Kreios to flicker his gaze briefly upon himself, and then to the first mate, before dropping to the hefty bag of gold.
That, he preferred.
A merchant through and through, Kreios's main aim was to earn a profit, and he would do no business for charity. That the man had gold was enough for him to get right to business, and liking the way Adrestus operated much like him, Kreios nodded.
Turning on his heels to the crates he had instructed to be moved abovedeck after sending Descat on his way, the man gestured to the covered crates, two stacked on top of one another and covered with a haphazardly tossed burlap sack to prevent the spray of sea water from damaging it. "Crafted from hemlock and mandragora, this is a fast acting poison which will give your victim muscle paralysis first, which eventually effects the respiratory muscles. They will eventially asphyxiate to death." All said in a flat tone, Kreios was far from being affected by the possible deadliness of his poisons by now, and did his business effectively and quickly. "What information do you seek of pirates, specifically?"
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Standing on the edges, Kreios would occasionally tilt his head upwards to enjoy the natural sea breeze that messed up his dark locks. He spent too much time cooped up belowdeck or within his chambers, that many believed Kreios to be someone who disliked the open air or the sun. However, and much to contrary belief, he actually enjoyed being in the open air. His job however, required the stable indoors enviroment, which was the only reason the merchant spent much time in there anyhow.
Given the chance though, he would enjoy the natural sunlight as much as possible. Waiting for the return of the sender of the missive, the man's obsidian eyes merely observed the comings and goings of the Athenian port until his gaze finally picked out on an excited looking man following behind his mousy but loyal cabin boy, and only then, did Kreios straighten up to his full height. He was no tall man, but there was an air of confidence about the dark-haired merchant that seemed almost intimidating to a certain extent.
His eyes followed the Athenian's ascent to his deck, and his introduction merely got Kreios to flicker his gaze briefly upon himself, and then to the first mate, before dropping to the hefty bag of gold.
That, he preferred.
A merchant through and through, Kreios's main aim was to earn a profit, and he would do no business for charity. That the man had gold was enough for him to get right to business, and liking the way Adrestus operated much like him, Kreios nodded.
Turning on his heels to the crates he had instructed to be moved abovedeck after sending Descat on his way, the man gestured to the covered crates, two stacked on top of one another and covered with a haphazardly tossed burlap sack to prevent the spray of sea water from damaging it. "Crafted from hemlock and mandragora, this is a fast acting poison which will give your victim muscle paralysis first, which eventually effects the respiratory muscles. They will eventially asphyxiate to death." All said in a flat tone, Kreios was far from being affected by the possible deadliness of his poisons by now, and did his business effectively and quickly. "What information do you seek of pirates, specifically?"
Standing on the edges, Kreios would occasionally tilt his head upwards to enjoy the natural sea breeze that messed up his dark locks. He spent too much time cooped up belowdeck or within his chambers, that many believed Kreios to be someone who disliked the open air or the sun. However, and much to contrary belief, he actually enjoyed being in the open air. His job however, required the stable indoors enviroment, which was the only reason the merchant spent much time in there anyhow.
Given the chance though, he would enjoy the natural sunlight as much as possible. Waiting for the return of the sender of the missive, the man's obsidian eyes merely observed the comings and goings of the Athenian port until his gaze finally picked out on an excited looking man following behind his mousy but loyal cabin boy, and only then, did Kreios straighten up to his full height. He was no tall man, but there was an air of confidence about the dark-haired merchant that seemed almost intimidating to a certain extent.
His eyes followed the Athenian's ascent to his deck, and his introduction merely got Kreios to flicker his gaze briefly upon himself, and then to the first mate, before dropping to the hefty bag of gold.
That, he preferred.
A merchant through and through, Kreios's main aim was to earn a profit, and he would do no business for charity. That the man had gold was enough for him to get right to business, and liking the way Adrestus operated much like him, Kreios nodded.
Turning on his heels to the crates he had instructed to be moved abovedeck after sending Descat on his way, the man gestured to the covered crates, two stacked on top of one another and covered with a haphazardly tossed burlap sack to prevent the spray of sea water from damaging it. "Crafted from hemlock and mandragora, this is a fast acting poison which will give your victim muscle paralysis first, which eventually effects the respiratory muscles. They will eventially asphyxiate to death." All said in a flat tone, Kreios was far from being affected by the possible deadliness of his poisons by now, and did his business effectively and quickly. "What information do you seek of pirates, specifically?"
The subject that made Adrestus’s blood boil was pirates. He hated them, with a passion and if he ever found the pirate that had sunk the Athenian ship Sokari and him had been on those many years ago, he’d kill him without a second thought. No matter what blow to his reputation might be, he’d never forgive the person who made him lose one of his best friends. Of course, he had yet to even find Sokari, and refused to believe the man was dead. He couldn’t be dead. Things were getting desperate, however, and Adrestus was ready to do anything. This including, buying incentives for every pirate he came across to get talking, specifically poison. It was not like Adrestus went around killing pirates, though he wasn’t against it, but he also knew he needed to play tough if he was ever going to find Sokari. Or at least, get information on what exactly happened that one terrifying day. Which is why he had sent a missive to kreios of phossis, a merchant who he believed had what he needed to buy.
He was in Athenia when one of his crew had found a boy looking for him, the letter in hand. Adrestus immediately recognized it, and smiled at the boy. “Lead the way!” Adrestus called, and grinned as he and his crew member followed the servent towards their master. Adrestus’s cloud white chiron fluttered in the wind as he strode towards Kreios’s ship, and his grin grew more as the merchant came into sight. The servant leading them became almost invisible as Adrestus picked up his pace, the noble now with a mission. Adrestus moved towards Kreios, and offered his hand.
“Nice to meet you, I am Adrestus of Nikolaos.”He spoke, before gesturing towards his first mate, who had discretly showed Kreios a hefty amount of gold in a bland looking bag. Adrestus was not playing around, and he didn’t want Kreios to think he was not serious. “I’d rather not waste your time,” Adrestus’s stance was a bit nervous, and uncomfortable, but he was trying to be as businesslike he could be. He had heard rumors that the man was a bit shady, and he assumed he wasn’t much of a talker. Adrestus was fine with that, as long as nothing of what he was doing got out into the public mind, and he got what he wanted. Maybe poison was the way to find Sokari, and his eyes dimmed of the memory of the last time he saw his friend. Anything to get him back… he’d do anything. He nodded at the poison as the other man displayed it. He didn’t exactly want it, and he really just wanted it to threaten and scare- he didn’t really have it in him to murder people outright. He only wanted Sokari back, or at least, revenge, if something worse had happened. “Location, mainly,” Adrestus said calmly, looking away from the poisons. He ignored the weight in his heart. “I believe there are pirates out there that have taken something that is…. Priceless. I’ve been looking for… him for a long time and I just want to get him back.” He said more then he wished to, it wasn’t like Kreios was here to hear a sob story, but Adrestus couldn’t help it.
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The subject that made Adrestus’s blood boil was pirates. He hated them, with a passion and if he ever found the pirate that had sunk the Athenian ship Sokari and him had been on those many years ago, he’d kill him without a second thought. No matter what blow to his reputation might be, he’d never forgive the person who made him lose one of his best friends. Of course, he had yet to even find Sokari, and refused to believe the man was dead. He couldn’t be dead. Things were getting desperate, however, and Adrestus was ready to do anything. This including, buying incentives for every pirate he came across to get talking, specifically poison. It was not like Adrestus went around killing pirates, though he wasn’t against it, but he also knew he needed to play tough if he was ever going to find Sokari. Or at least, get information on what exactly happened that one terrifying day. Which is why he had sent a missive to kreios of phossis, a merchant who he believed had what he needed to buy.
He was in Athenia when one of his crew had found a boy looking for him, the letter in hand. Adrestus immediately recognized it, and smiled at the boy. “Lead the way!” Adrestus called, and grinned as he and his crew member followed the servent towards their master. Adrestus’s cloud white chiron fluttered in the wind as he strode towards Kreios’s ship, and his grin grew more as the merchant came into sight. The servant leading them became almost invisible as Adrestus picked up his pace, the noble now with a mission. Adrestus moved towards Kreios, and offered his hand.
“Nice to meet you, I am Adrestus of Nikolaos.”He spoke, before gesturing towards his first mate, who had discretly showed Kreios a hefty amount of gold in a bland looking bag. Adrestus was not playing around, and he didn’t want Kreios to think he was not serious. “I’d rather not waste your time,” Adrestus’s stance was a bit nervous, and uncomfortable, but he was trying to be as businesslike he could be. He had heard rumors that the man was a bit shady, and he assumed he wasn’t much of a talker. Adrestus was fine with that, as long as nothing of what he was doing got out into the public mind, and he got what he wanted. Maybe poison was the way to find Sokari, and his eyes dimmed of the memory of the last time he saw his friend. Anything to get him back… he’d do anything. He nodded at the poison as the other man displayed it. He didn’t exactly want it, and he really just wanted it to threaten and scare- he didn’t really have it in him to murder people outright. He only wanted Sokari back, or at least, revenge, if something worse had happened. “Location, mainly,” Adrestus said calmly, looking away from the poisons. He ignored the weight in his heart. “I believe there are pirates out there that have taken something that is…. Priceless. I’ve been looking for… him for a long time and I just want to get him back.” He said more then he wished to, it wasn’t like Kreios was here to hear a sob story, but Adrestus couldn’t help it.
The subject that made Adrestus’s blood boil was pirates. He hated them, with a passion and if he ever found the pirate that had sunk the Athenian ship Sokari and him had been on those many years ago, he’d kill him without a second thought. No matter what blow to his reputation might be, he’d never forgive the person who made him lose one of his best friends. Of course, he had yet to even find Sokari, and refused to believe the man was dead. He couldn’t be dead. Things were getting desperate, however, and Adrestus was ready to do anything. This including, buying incentives for every pirate he came across to get talking, specifically poison. It was not like Adrestus went around killing pirates, though he wasn’t against it, but he also knew he needed to play tough if he was ever going to find Sokari. Or at least, get information on what exactly happened that one terrifying day. Which is why he had sent a missive to kreios of phossis, a merchant who he believed had what he needed to buy.
He was in Athenia when one of his crew had found a boy looking for him, the letter in hand. Adrestus immediately recognized it, and smiled at the boy. “Lead the way!” Adrestus called, and grinned as he and his crew member followed the servent towards their master. Adrestus’s cloud white chiron fluttered in the wind as he strode towards Kreios’s ship, and his grin grew more as the merchant came into sight. The servant leading them became almost invisible as Adrestus picked up his pace, the noble now with a mission. Adrestus moved towards Kreios, and offered his hand.
“Nice to meet you, I am Adrestus of Nikolaos.”He spoke, before gesturing towards his first mate, who had discretly showed Kreios a hefty amount of gold in a bland looking bag. Adrestus was not playing around, and he didn’t want Kreios to think he was not serious. “I’d rather not waste your time,” Adrestus’s stance was a bit nervous, and uncomfortable, but he was trying to be as businesslike he could be. He had heard rumors that the man was a bit shady, and he assumed he wasn’t much of a talker. Adrestus was fine with that, as long as nothing of what he was doing got out into the public mind, and he got what he wanted. Maybe poison was the way to find Sokari, and his eyes dimmed of the memory of the last time he saw his friend. Anything to get him back… he’d do anything. He nodded at the poison as the other man displayed it. He didn’t exactly want it, and he really just wanted it to threaten and scare- he didn’t really have it in him to murder people outright. He only wanted Sokari back, or at least, revenge, if something worse had happened. “Location, mainly,” Adrestus said calmly, looking away from the poisons. He ignored the weight in his heart. “I believe there are pirates out there that have taken something that is…. Priceless. I’ve been looking for… him for a long time and I just want to get him back.” He said more then he wished to, it wasn’t like Kreios was here to hear a sob story, but Adrestus couldn’t help it.
The man's eyes narrowed at the specificity of the information Adrestus sought in regards to pirates. Personally, Kreios dealt little with the scourge of the seas. They were a pain, yes, but nothing he could not deal with. The Azazel was outfitted with the best of the best, and whatever brute force could not get rid of, he simply had to throw his most effective of poisons on deck, before his black sea vessel was soon known and avoided across all.
Avoided by all but one, but that particular pirate Kreios did not feel like dealing with, nor thinking of at this particular time.
Instead, he turned his obsidian eyes upon the young Athenian noble, brows scrunched up as he considered his words. "Location of which pirate, specifically? I have to ask you to be more specific, boy." he muttered in return. Of course pirates took priceless things, that was pretty much the nature of their jobscope, and they would not waste their time over items or people that would not bring them gold or profits.
Turning so he now faced the sparkling surface of the Aegean sea, Kreios waved a hand in the general distance of the open sea, before turning to glance at Adrestus over his shoulder. "There are many, many pirates which roam the waters, Grecian and other ethnicities alike. Such a vague question would only get vague answers, for I meet many upon my travels. So which particular one do you seek for? And what item have they taken? Pirates are no stupid beings. The always take priceless things, the higher of value the better. Specifics, boy."
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The man's eyes narrowed at the specificity of the information Adrestus sought in regards to pirates. Personally, Kreios dealt little with the scourge of the seas. They were a pain, yes, but nothing he could not deal with. The Azazel was outfitted with the best of the best, and whatever brute force could not get rid of, he simply had to throw his most effective of poisons on deck, before his black sea vessel was soon known and avoided across all.
Avoided by all but one, but that particular pirate Kreios did not feel like dealing with, nor thinking of at this particular time.
Instead, he turned his obsidian eyes upon the young Athenian noble, brows scrunched up as he considered his words. "Location of which pirate, specifically? I have to ask you to be more specific, boy." he muttered in return. Of course pirates took priceless things, that was pretty much the nature of their jobscope, and they would not waste their time over items or people that would not bring them gold or profits.
Turning so he now faced the sparkling surface of the Aegean sea, Kreios waved a hand in the general distance of the open sea, before turning to glance at Adrestus over his shoulder. "There are many, many pirates which roam the waters, Grecian and other ethnicities alike. Such a vague question would only get vague answers, for I meet many upon my travels. So which particular one do you seek for? And what item have they taken? Pirates are no stupid beings. The always take priceless things, the higher of value the better. Specifics, boy."
The man's eyes narrowed at the specificity of the information Adrestus sought in regards to pirates. Personally, Kreios dealt little with the scourge of the seas. They were a pain, yes, but nothing he could not deal with. The Azazel was outfitted with the best of the best, and whatever brute force could not get rid of, he simply had to throw his most effective of poisons on deck, before his black sea vessel was soon known and avoided across all.
Avoided by all but one, but that particular pirate Kreios did not feel like dealing with, nor thinking of at this particular time.
Instead, he turned his obsidian eyes upon the young Athenian noble, brows scrunched up as he considered his words. "Location of which pirate, specifically? I have to ask you to be more specific, boy." he muttered in return. Of course pirates took priceless things, that was pretty much the nature of their jobscope, and they would not waste their time over items or people that would not bring them gold or profits.
Turning so he now faced the sparkling surface of the Aegean sea, Kreios waved a hand in the general distance of the open sea, before turning to glance at Adrestus over his shoulder. "There are many, many pirates which roam the waters, Grecian and other ethnicities alike. Such a vague question would only get vague answers, for I meet many upon my travels. So which particular one do you seek for? And what item have they taken? Pirates are no stupid beings. The always take priceless things, the higher of value the better. Specifics, boy."
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