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Post by Zephias on Mar 8, 2019 16:48:00 GMT
Vort, Scoundrel Hunter __________________________________ | "Don't think so, lil' lady. You see, there's a ruddy big spider right there, and I know that the rider has a crossbow and ain't afraid to use it. How 'bout you tell us why you rode in on a bandit's ride, eh?" Vort cried back and kept tense, though two of the hunters with him did lower their bows. |
"They needed a ride, I gave them one. Gwenhyddwr is fairly harmless unless you give her a reason to attack. So, what reason do you have for being so nervous?" Aderyn spat back
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Post by birdy51 on Mar 8, 2019 18:23:54 GMT
"She... Has been deputized as an agent of the Crown, in the matter of a greater threat towards the people of this kingdom." Morgan proclaims, edging himself reluctantly between the giant spider of death and doom with the hunters. "Any attack upon her person is an affront against the crown itself. You should know this before doing anything rash."
He frowns in spite of himself. He wasn't at all certain of his rights on this matter. Keen had promised, a fae that she wasn't going to make herself a threat to the kingdom, but she was a bandit. Did he have any right to protect her and absolve herself of past crimes like this? His stomach leapt in anger. Well, it was too bloody late to be thinking about that now at any rate!
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Post by Zephias on Mar 12, 2019 3:37:34 GMT
Vort, Scoundrel Hunter __________________________________ | At the mention of the crown's protection, the rest of the hunters lowered their weapons. Vort, however, kept fidgeting and glancing from the squires to the giant spider and back.
"Alright, no clue why a bandit would get the crown's protection but I ain't gonna knock it. That's me brother's family returned then, so that should be about it for your business in this town. And the spider woman is leaving with you, I'm hoping" |
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Post by birdy51 on Mar 13, 2019 17:28:39 GMT
It doesn't show, but Morgan also relaxes, just a little as the chances an outright confrontation seems to dissipate. "We won't be lingering long certainly; just long enough to replenish supplies and make certain that everything is in order." He replies smoothly, tossing his hair a little behind him and daring a small smile. That was the truth in some sense after all...
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Post by carnackiArdent on Mar 13, 2019 20:06:27 GMT
"Well, there is one other little matter..." Maela smiled sweetly. "You see, in the process of finding Master Eoghan's family, we heard some rather... disturbing news. Apparently this area has had trouble with kidnappers? Mistress Faena had some reason to believe her family were under threat, and their being taken as 'tribute' was a means to get them out of harm's way."
She took a couple more steps forward, tilting her head thoughtfully. "As an experienced hunter, surely you would know if there was a wild band of abductors hiding out in these woods, wouldn't you, Master Vort? Especially in such lean times, when you'd surely need to spend much of your time out hunting for meat to help feed the village. Is there any information you might be able to offer, to help the Crown with its inquiries?"
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Post by Zephias on Mar 18, 2019 1:19:54 GMT
Vort, Scoundrel Hunter __________________________________ | Vort started to visibly fidget under the squire's stare.
"Ah, can't say I have. All we've seen dangerous around here are the 'trikes that live in the forest and the woman's lot"
He twitched his hand at Aderyn, who answered with grin. |
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Post by birdy51 on Mar 19, 2019 18:55:48 GMT
"Really? I've heard a few other rumors, rumors that might be a few foul actors, within the village who are causing trouble."Morgan replies slyly, giving Maela a glance of confidence and affirmation. "Now, don't get me wrong. She will answer for her crimes. But if there is someone else here who might have something confess, then it would behoove them to come forward now."
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Post by Zephias on Mar 20, 2019 0:52:46 GMT
Vort, Scoundrel Hunter __________________________________ | "A-ah? I'm not sure what rumors you have heard but I ain't know no scoundrels beside them bandits you've decided to get cozy with" Vort answered back, his voice shaky at the start but getting firmer as he finished his sentence with venom. |
Aderyn's eyes narrowed. She jumped off of Gwenhyddwr's back and took a threatening step forward.
"Cut the bull, Vort. The girls told us everything when they asked us to take them with us for their own safety. How 'bout you just save us the hassle and just confess?" Aderyn spat back
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The crowd started looking from the twitching Vort to Aderyn, confused.
Eoghan, Mustached Baker __________________________________ | "What is it that the woman is implying, brother"
Eoghan's voice held a fair measure of threat in it. |
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Post by carnackiArdent on Mar 23, 2019 2:22:10 GMT
"Tell me, Master Vort. Where does Al's Retreat get its drink, exactly?" Maela's smile takes on a slightly unpleasant edge as she continues on as if she hadn't heard Aderyn's accusation. "You seemed to be putting away quite a quantity of it, the last time we met, considering how little trade there must have been through here recently. And I don't believe I've ever seen a brewery in town. I will admit, I'm no brewer myself, so perhaps I've simply mistaken it?"
She takes another step forward, her hands still folded. "Or perhaps you have a supplier. Someone who, perhaps, ensures you have what you need in exchange for your help with certain... undesirable tasks. I'm sure an experienced woodsman like yourself would be quite useful for kidnappers who wished to move their victims through the area unsuspected."
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Post by Zephias on Mar 28, 2019 17:50:01 GMT
Vort, Scoundrel Hunter __________________________________ | "U-um, ah, well, that is-" Vort stuttered, attempting to find an answer until Eoghan's voice interrupted him. |
Eoghan, Mustached Baker __________________________________ | "There is no brewer in town. I must travel to get grain for my bread, we do not have the funds to waste on drink."
Eoghan clapped an arm around Vort's neck and, even though his brother was a hunter and not a small man, the baker's size and musculature far outmassed that of his brother.
"Why don't we have a small talk with them squires and the spider lady, figure out this whole mess out... eh, brother?" Eoghan's voice carried quite an edge in it. |
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Post by birdy51 on Apr 1, 2019 21:35:10 GMT
"Why don't we." Morgan says with a sly grin. Privately, he was glad that he was not the one on the verge of being choked out. That baker was, powerful. Beautiful really, in his own way. The man really ought to have considered joining the either the guards or the knighthood with those kind of arms.
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Post by carnackiArdent on Apr 1, 2019 23:18:39 GMT
Maela glanced toward the assembled hunters, then quite deliberately turned away. If someone decided to do something rash, they would be seen shooting a young woman, who had not once drawn a weapon on them or summoned a Pokémon, in the back. A hard reputation to shake, in a small town. Besides, raising and drawing their bow again would be an obvious enough act for her to dodge or for someone to stop them. She hoped.
"A quiet talk seems like just the thing. No need to make more of a fuss." From what she'd seen of Eoghan, she privately doubted he would really be willing to use his strength to harm someone... most of the time. A threat to his family would be another matter. She was trained in this sort of thing and she still didn't envy Vort's current position.
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