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Nevitash, Assassin for Family and Friends

Nevitash, Assassin for Family and Friends

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Published by Alexander Jakobi
Part II of my Ruuk's Vengeance Character Descriptions
Part II of my Ruuk's Vengeance Character Descriptions

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Published by: Alexander Jakobi on Apr 22, 2010
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"So you want to ask me to kill my foster father?

" Nevitash leaned back in his ch air and tried to read the features of the Half-Orc sitting opposite to him. He h ad some secret he hid from Nevi, and it was well hidden. Ruuk grinned sheepishly at Nevi, laying his small black hand-crossbow on the tab le in the dwarvish inn, they chose as the appropiate place for their meeting. "N evi, you know that your Father betrayed me and knowing that you don't care as mu ch about your family as others, I wanted to make you an offer. One you can't sim ply refuse. You were found when you were just two months old, nobody knows your real parents, nor if you were even born on this plane. Your father raised you, b ut you were never like his own. He merely used you as a tool to bring justice to those, who would oppose him. I know you can read minds and what important role you had in your fathers business. He's now one of the biggest merchants in all o f Baldur's Gate and wants to gain power by joining politics. I know he had to cu t his bonds to me, but I am not one to be lightly pushed aside." Ruuk took anoth er big draft of dwarven ale, while he studied Nevitash's reaction. Nevi remained calm and ran his fingers through his beard, giving a musing look. "I don't know . My father told me he does not need my services any longer and wants me to leav e the city to "spread the families wealth elsewhere". It's not like i couldn't l eave with a big load of gold and have a good life somewhere else." Ruuk's face w ent serious, and his response was as cold as a response can be: "Do you really t hink I would let you leave this city with the gold your father stole from me? Do you think me a fool, Nevi? I killed men in the Dungeons under Nageo, while you still shit in your pants and suckled on the tits of your foster mother. Either y ou're on my side on this, or you are against me, which would sadly force me to k ill you, in a matter neither you, nor your father would like. I don't care for y our fathers business here, I don't care for politics, but nobody crosses me like your father tried. And he will pay dearly for it." Nevitash just nods silently, still twirling his beard. Ruuk continued more calmly now: "I know you since you were 12 years old, I was a teacher and a friend to you - probably more than you r father could've ever been. I know you got the brains to overcome this "family" crap your father is trying to sell you. Start being your own man now, and I wil l help you - I still got connections in the right places. I might even find a wa y for you to know your true parents - if you trust me. Do you trust me, Nevi?" "I think it would be for the best if I trust you now, I helped my father to betr ay others too often to trust him now!" And with these words, Nevitash de Raku di sappeared before Ruuk could even respond, but in Ruuk's mind formed a thought: " I will contact you, once I made my preparations."

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