Sumanai Man
Wurd: Mayor's House
Mayor Thrym stretched his arms and cracked his knuckles.
"Getting straight to business, eh? Truth be told, things have been getting bad."
"This mine is our biggest and thos feckin monsters had to nest there. Far as I can tell, there's an entire colony of goblins down there...usually they stay near the surface. I've sent mine militia down there but they got done wiped. Troll the survivor said."
"It was either ye or the imp soldiers there and I ain't going near the imps. Specially after the Battle of Boros. We dwarves have a long memory."
Wurd: The Smoking Boar
The innkeeper sighed and shook his head.
"We can't take another twenty. There are still some Imps arriving. The guys out front were just the first."
The young man smiled back at Georgia.
"Milady, I am inviting you to dinner! It would be rude for me to let you pay! By the way, may I have the honor of your lovely name?"
Meanwhile, the man glaring at Afar had made his way closer to him. Way too close.
Wurd: Random Shy Lady
The woman sighef. She wrapped ger arms around herself as if to ward off a chill.
"Nay, you misunderstand me, s-sir knight. I-it was only I who was accused of wrongdoing."
She sighed again and looked away.
"My.. m-my name is Diana Del Lune. I am...I was a lady-in-waiting to her royal highness, Queen Artemis of Altore. I...I was accused of stealing her royal property and so I was cast out."
"M-my master, Lord Tyrian, is a good man. An elven merchant...he...he is ummm...my uncle through marriage. He took me on and gave me work as an assistant for his business. We a-are looking for mercenaries to be bodyguarda on our route to Eltaria."
Wurd: Merchants
Tams's info searching through eateries and stalls yielded quite a bit of information.
After all, there was only one person in Wurd who matched the description.
Lord Tyrian D'Arachel was an elven noble from Eltaria, as well as a very rich merchant. It seemed he was looking for mercenaries to hire.
....Also, it seemed our esteemed noble loved to gamble as he was often seen in Wurd's local gambling hall.
edited 17th Feb '17 1:39:53 AM by GrimHelm
Nothing is what it seems. Master of Shipping and Sadism.
Barkley again didn't immediately say anything when the bad dude went for Afar. She kept a cool head, hitched the Gone a little further down, and took like one step away. "On your... on your eight." She said, after making a brief pause to figure the direction out herself.
Then she took several more steps backward, just in cass this erupted into something Real. She owed Afar, after all.
Combat mode, engage
Wurd: Diana
Morgana near froze on the spot when she heard Diana had worked for Queen Artemis. It was only years of training that allowed her to avoid immediately giving herself away to her fellow mercenaries.
"A lofty position to fall from." Morgana commented with what may have been a hint of bitterness in her tone. Thinking back the assassin was beginning to remember the ladies in waiting. While always veiled there were one or two who could have been the woman standing in front of her currently. However that was currently of secondary concern to the dark haired woman.
Did she ever see me without my mask? Morgana wondered as she desperately searched her memory for such a time.
-dramatic music ensues-
Stop Killing My Titles
By Diana
"So I see." Rouncy might not have understood the affairs of kings and queens, but any accusation of this sort was bound to be a heavy one. Her master had been involved in this, too.
"Answer me this, Lady Diana. Are you guilty of what you have been accused for?" It didn't seem he was trying to be funny or sarcastic with her; it was an honest, straightforward question.
grah
Still at The Smoked Boar
"You really don't need to do that," Georgia responded, trying to keep polite as his persistence soured her mood. "As nice as your offer is, I've got a lot of stuff to do while I'm in town, and like I've already mentioned earlier, I can pay for my own meals."
She took a deep breath. "Apologies for that, I should have kept an even temper. Anyways, my name is Georgia. And you are?"
edited 17th Feb '17 10:34:39 PM by Aquatica1000
The Flamebringer
edited 17th Feb '17 10:50:48 PM by Izshta
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Wurd, Mid-Morning, Eateries to Main Guild Quarters, Merchants Quarter
With this knowledge in hand (along with a purloined muffin in his literal hand), Tams sauntered to the guild house.
"I've an appointment with Master D'Arachel!" He cheerfully explained to the pole-arm bearing armsmen before the gilt gate. "I have a solution to his problem." The last word was said in an undertone.
A few minutes later and Tams was shoved none-too gently into a seat in D'Arachel's elegantly appointed office. His eyes were roaming, calculating the wealth needed to furnish the place... And what the owner might not miss.
edited 17th Apr '17 3:03:56 PM by KR_Vandal
Inside the Smoked Boar - Trying to Get Outside
"Thank you, " Afar nodded to Barkley after she warned him and spoke calmly to both her and Itellia.
"You two, don't do anything even if he attacks me, now that we have no business here. Birch, Itellia, let's just leave quietly." Afar walked away from the counter and arrived at the hostile man. "Excuse me" He tried to walk to the side and pass him, he was not about to let some stranger get a reaction out of him, much less actually hit him. Moving over the flirting knight and towards the inn's exit, he spoke as he passed the knight and his companion.
"Georgia, we're leaving this place."
Finally, he tried to leave the place without letting a commotion start inside the building.
Dump Stat
"Near ze surface. Excellent." Wolfgang said to himself. He shifted the position of his peg leg and began to think.
"Vait, are zere any vooden supports holding ze valls up?"
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Sumanai Man
Wurd: Mayor's House
Mayor Thrym nodded and laughed heartily.
"But of course! Ye are mercenaries after all! I already spoke with yer commander and she drove me a hard bargain! A thousand for each Goblin, and five for each troll."
He turned to the older warrior.
"Aye, indeed. Why do ye ask?"
Wurd: The Smoked Boar
The young knight winked again and smiled brightly.
"Ah, so my lady is interested in this humble knight as well, then? How could I say no to such beauty? Siegfried! My name is Siegfried."
Even as the newly named Siegfried kept at his boasting, Afar called out yo "his lady" for them to leave and he couldn't help sighing in disappointment.
Well, until a fireball shot towards Afar, cast by the same man who was tailing him.
The people screamed.
Wurd: Tams and Tyrian
The old elf looked tired as he made his way to the office, sighing as he did so.
....Only to pause and stare at Tams in shock, the mercenary having made himself at home.
The elven noble swore and went to draw the sword at his side.
"<Who are you?!>" he demanded in elven.
Wurd: Diana
Diana glared at Rouncy, offended. She seemed to shine with Earth prana for a moment and a single large rock smacked the mercenary on the face.
"Of course not! I loved My Lady Artemis! I would do nothing that would hurt her!" she yelled, the timid woman from before replaced by a fiery temper.
At that moment, she glanced at Morgana.
....And a brief flicker of recognition appeared on her face.
edited 23rd Feb '17 12:10:59 AM by GrimHelm
Nothing is what it seems. Master of Shipping and Sadism.
Combat mode, engage
Wurd: Diana
Morgana's gem seems to take on a darker shade and for a moment she could feel her power almost subconsciously reaching for the other woman. The assassin struggled for a moment I can't kill her, not out here at least
Letting out a deep breath Morgana brough her power under control and stepped between Rouncy and Diana. "I must insist, you not do that. He may be an idiot, but I can hardly stand by and let you attack a member of my party." She said firmly.
"Perhaps, we should all take a moment and calm down. Not do anything reckless so as not to cause a scene." The assassin's hands shifted down to the pummels of her swords to make her double meaning clear.
edited 23rd Feb '17 12:36:59 AM by guyshane
-dramatic music ensues-
Soon to be the Smoking Boar
"Called it, also, no, Afar." Barkley flatly intoned. She'd refrained from moving for the exit specifically because of bullshit like this, and when the fireball came for Afar she was already tracking it back to its source, tunnelvisioning him out of the picture entirely; he could handle himself. Then, in a distinctly less flat voice, she growled out, "EVERYONE GET THE FUCK DOWN!"
She swung the Gone up to crack a shot off at the two-bit caster that thought this'd be a good idea.
edited 23rd Feb '17 7:19:04 AM by Taco
Dump Stat
"As you may know, fire disables Trolls' regeneration. Zat is vy I am going. But most of my spells tend to be... explosive. I don't vant to damage ze supports and cause a cave-in." Replied the old mercenary
"It sounds like I vill need to hold back."
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The Flamebringer
She frowns at the mention of support beams. "That does put a slight damper on that, yes."
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
Stop Killing My Titles
Rouncy, Ow
The rock smacked him straight on the face, causing Rouncy to stumble back with a grunt. He didn't falter however, shaking his head.
When Morgana came between them, he shook his head again. "Be at ease, Lady Morgana. I merely wished to test the truthfulness of Lady Diana's words. Such a heated rejection can only be honest, thus I am nothing but a believer now." He grinned dumbly at the assassin as he stepped from behind her and knelt in front of the lady in need.
"I see no reason why we would not help the poor maiden."
grah
Wurd, Mid-Morning, D'Arachel's Office, Main Guild Hall, Merchants Quarter
Tams raised his hands upwards, showing that he was unarmed and meant no harm. But everything about the man's manner, seated in front of the desk, spoke of a supreme confidence. "<At ease, Master D'Arachel,>" he spoke in passable sylvan dialect. "<I am in here on behalf of my commander about your... Problem.>"
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the garish signet ring, the one that bore the mark of his company.
edited 21st Mar '17 4:57:00 PM by KR_Vandal
Wurd Merchants
"Honestly its good to hear that we have a bit of time to ourselves, Tali." Iyo said with a smile on his face. "I've been worrying lately that you're going to over work yourself. And that is most certainly not something anybody wants." The werefox moved a bit closer to Tali, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Come along, lets get you lightened up a bit."
The Smoked Boar
Afar, sensing the hostile intention from a mile away knew to duck the attack despite his lack of speed, after dodging it, he glared at the man for a brief moment before watching the chaos unfolding before him, in all of it, he was as calm as the eye of the storm, it was almost as if he wasn't attacked judging by him. A few seconds after Barkley went for the attack, he spoke to her in a calm, commanding voice.
"Birch! I told you to not attack, come on this is pointless, a man like him is not worth even lifting a finger for, let's go!" He looked towards area between Barkley and the attacker, watching both their movements and ready to respond to anything from the man.
Is this your power, Yagami?
Mayor's House
"If I may," Sister Rosa added as she tapped Wolfgang on the shoulder, "I could easily make something to keep them from regenerating, likely our friendly plague doctor could see about making something for them as well." She said with a nod before gesturing to the Mayor. "I suppose there are also plenty of torches in the mines, unless an open flame is a problem..?"
"I am nature's weapon. You are unfit to carry on your species, and I shall ensure that you do not do so!" - Charles Darwin, XCOM Sniper
The Smoked Boar
What the—?!?
The sound of the fireball, to be honest, put Georgia on edge. In a flash, her Empire training kicked in, and she had unsheathed her blade before Afar gave the word to stand down. "Apologies, sir," she said, sheathing her blade before returning her attention to Siegfried. "I'm afraid my friends and I will have to leave for now."
Shy woman
Having listened along silently, Suzu eventually pinned her ears as of this last comment, this woman could obviously use all the help that she could get, and they were definitely people who could provide it... On the other hand however, her hands were already full, both out of a personal request from Natalia and her own motives.
Taking a deep breath, the fox continued to remain silent and let Rouncy do the talking, lest she say something and bind herself to an obligation she could not follow though on.
Dump Stat
"Zat is a good idea, I can't believe I forgot about ze plaguebearer." Replied Wolfgang, adjusting the position of his prosthetic leg.
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Sumanai Man
Wurd: Mayor's House
The dwarven man shrugged his muscular shoulders.
"I trust ye to figure out the best way to get rid of those feckin beasties. But aye, there are torches, if those blasted things haven't torn them down yet."
Wurd: The Smoked Boar
"Eh?" Siegfried gasped out, dumbfounded as chaos engulfed the inn. He could only stare blankly as Georgia ran towards the brawl.
The spellcaster growled as Barkley let loose her attack...and vanished into a pillar of flame before the Gone could touch him.
Another pillar rose up in front of the entrance, only to disperse and reveal the man, who raised his hand and let loose yet another fireball, seemingly heedless of the screaming people in the way.
Wurd: Merchant
Lord Tyrian frowned and warily walked closer to Tams, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt.
<I admire your boldness. No man simply walks up to a noble of Eltaria. Who are you, stranger, that you so freely talk of solutions? Speak now before I incinerate you.>
Wurd: Diana
The young woman breathed in deeply, seemingly to calm herself. When Diana looked back up at them, there was a certain hardness in her eyes that was not there before.
She gave Rouncy a perfect courtsy.
"Forgive my rashness, I..do not take kindly to accusations."
A sigh.
"I..I am a loyal s-servant of the Crown of Altore. I..."
Another sigh.
"I s-suppose I can take you to my master if you are interested in the job."
Then, she glanced at Morgana.
"Umm, I see milady is a native of Altore as well. Mayhap we can speak? Swap s-stories of the motherland...o-over lunch? I-if you so wish, of course."
Nothing is what it seems. Master of Shipping and Sadism.
Combat mode, engage
Wurd: Diana
Morgana steeped to the side so she could continue to stare the other woman down around Rousey. "Yes, let's do that." She took her hands off of her sword hilts. "Do you know anywhere nearby that serves our country's cuisine? It has been too long since I have had a true Altoran meal. Being on the road make one so eager for the comforts of home, does it not?" She asked approaching Diana at a measured pace.
-dramatic music ensues-
Wurd
After Soseki had been searched by the guards (Not that he was carrying much), the noble, a bit disgruntled at the whole ordeal, went and calmed himself by wandering through the marketplace, looking at all the goods. Money was no object, of course, so a few souvenirs wouldn't hurt. A few trinkets later, and Soseki had had enough. Seeing a familiar face standing outside the Inn, he resigned himself to waiting there. After all, as a noble, he knew little of negotiation over mercenary contracts. If his help was needed, he was all too willing to help, and the Inn was a good a place as any to wait.