Well- I don't really trust this guy to be that honorable. So... what should we do?
I'll add another thing- if you choose the honorable duel- I will call off my men so it is just one on one. But- our guest must stay to referee.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postBusiness is business, my dear- I have my orders.
... I guess the only thing is that honorable duel.
Indeed! And- as the referee... you shall choose how we shall conduct this duel. By sword, or hand- for I'm sure you would not want a ranged battle.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postVery well.
-draws his sword-
-summons a sword as well, one fancy-ass looking gladius, with a decorative hilt-
Been a long time since I've had to use a sword.
-smirks- Likewise. And not a single cut shall be directed toward the referee.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-punches Archer in the face, and lands a cut across his chest-
-the purple cloak falls to his feet, freeing up his arms- If it wasn't for the cut, I'd thank you! -there's just a little bit of bleeding, showing up visibly on the white linothorax that he wears-
-its' too and frow-
-before another Assassin-advantage blade clash-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-gives up a little ground, before, suddenly, leg sweep!-
-Assassin falls to the ground, and before he can react, a sword is pointed at his throat-
Looks like I'm the winner. -smirks-
I concede that... presumably you want me to leave the both of you alone.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postMm. Yeah- give me a reason you should live-
Because! I can promise you one thing...
-he grins- This world is one of strife and toil, where hate comes to boil. But I forgo the path of virtue, to do evil to lay the path- The path to the golden society!
-and then he dematerialized in a flash of pure gold-
-covers his eyes- Guh- he- disappeared...?
-eery silence-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-suddenly, a huge-ass explosion, right where Assassin was-
-Archer gets engulfed in it-
-you however, manage to come out unscathed, miraculously, barring the kick up of dirt-
-he's laying on the ground, thrown back, incredibly wounded- T-t-tch...
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-his eyes widen- Wow. -he grins a little- Can't say I've heard that one in a while.
Unfortunately for you- that won't work.
Just as I am bound to my own Master, my friends are bound to me. And we don't work for gold. At least- not in the way you're thinking.
... -looks to Adelina- Think you can run?
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