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Post by Rainbow Rage on Jun 11, 2008 18:44:05 GMT -5
Captain Dane --
The captain turns about, his silver-white cape swirling in the wind. The silver lines of scars adorn his arms and face, which are naked against the biting wind. He wears a brownish bandana, under a leather cowl. His face is unshaven and he holds one eye partially shut. You assume the bruised eyebrow, maybe where a blunt weapon struck him, keeps it that way. He wears a full suit of scale armor over, mostly covered with heavy furs. A broadsword is at his belt and he spits into the snow, then pulls his scarf up once more.
"'Nough with your questions!" he announces, "I see where ya came from and who ya spoke to. That senile priest is far too naive for his own good. Chieftan Harrock spoke to me himself. He says he intends to undermine my village by turning them against me, and he does well. He and Zeg will burn, as I should have twenty-three years ago. I was a whipper-snapper and trusted Catika. She's a noble... not a warrior. Khar'Zeg will attack in time, and it will be too late. I intend for that not to happen. Got any more questions for me from that fool that sent you, or are ya set straight?"
He lifts a scaled fist and rubs his cheek, scratching against the hair and scabs. His open eye a menacing glare.
Sariel --
The man on the disc notices you. The wind, snow and line-of-sight prevents such for the moment. Although you were very close before he noticed.
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Post by Pinkie Fighter on Jun 11, 2008 22:32:22 GMT -5
"what proof do you have that the hobgoblins are the ones doing the killings?"
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Jun 11, 2008 22:38:54 GMT -5
"what proof do you have that the hobgoblins are the ones doing the killings?" "Guffaw!! They've been on the move recently, I can only assume it's them intercepting our trade supplies. Old dogs don't learn new tricks, Harrock isn't subtle. He's goin' back ta old habits. Now, he must die."
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Post by Pinkie Fighter on Jun 11, 2008 22:48:26 GMT -5
'well let me and some others go along with a tradesmen" rubbing one of the hilts with a thumb. "Just to see what is happening."
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Jun 12, 2008 6:08:48 GMT -5
Dane contemplates but says nothing, keeping his eyes level with yours.
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Post by Madscotsman on Jun 12, 2008 8:59:54 GMT -5
Beleg stands as still as a stone as he confronts the Captain, his eyes considerably less than level, but gleaming flintily up at Dane's.
"Ye're right aboot Old dogs lad, althoo ye seem teh be followin along wi' tha' yeerself. Actin on assumptions es a good way teh be wrong. Ye gotta make sure afore ye start endin laives. Let us go teh the village and faind oot. Ef we denna' come back, ye'll have lost yerself some annoyances, eh?"
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Post by Pinkie Fighter on Jun 12, 2008 9:10:06 GMT -5
" What else do you have to lose? Well sir? i need a challenge and this is good enough." keeping eye level and now grasping the hilt.
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Jun 12, 2008 9:35:14 GMT -5
He nods, "Have your way. Once you enter Khar'Zeg, you are bound by their laws, which they can kill ya... for any reason why. The trade routes, don't go to Khar'Zeg in which they cross onto our territory and our bound by our law. There's a caravan leaving later today, if ye can, you can ask them. If ya prove me wrong... well, I'll toss Yani off tha board and ye get a little bit o pride, eh? ...like that'll happen though. Khar'Zeg is about three times the size of Gothway, now, I'd be a bit wary about marching there without an army at my back."
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Post by Pinkie Fighter on Jun 12, 2008 10:06:57 GMT -5
"thank you and for the army i will see who would like to come along." head off to the black dragon inn to ask of any brave enough to come along with the me and tradesman.
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Post by Madscotsman on Jun 12, 2008 11:19:58 GMT -5
Leaving the Ranger to begin collecting the assistance needed, Beleg stomps off through the town once again to inform Destian of the new development. He removes his helm out of respect upon entering the temple, and nods to the Priest.
"We've convinced Dane teh let us maeke sure o' the Hobbies' intentions. Hopefully tha'll buy ye some taime teh get Yani teh yer lady Baron."
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Jun 12, 2008 12:44:58 GMT -5
OOC: Hey, you might want to make sure the Tradesmen are ok with the escort.
Beleg --
The priest welcomes you again and nods. "Let us hope. May the light of Alton guide you."
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Post by Madscotsman on Jun 12, 2008 13:09:10 GMT -5
Beleg nods and goes off in search of the caravan.
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Post by Pinkie Fighter on Jun 13, 2008 9:06:50 GMT -5
once i get into the inn i will announce. "i am looking for a few travelers to come with me and be an escort for the tradesman."
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