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The dwarf gives a stern look throughout the explanation. Powerful magic? Hmmmf! Mortal?! No chance against a sharp edge of an axe. Right Kane! ha HAAAAA! The dwarf eyes beam with excitement.
Oh my, lots of excitement! Beatrice says happily. I've been to auctions before, lots of hooting and hollering and people trying to buy what you want. But some good deals too, she says, a greedy twinkle in her eyes.
I wonder if my son will be there, I have not seen him in ages.
"The mayor. He is a nice man. I had the chance to meet him once after me and another group had got rid of Rinch the Riser. But i never had the chance to see him again. I wonder if he even remember me. A protection mission, that's sound just like my kind of work." tells Jarel-karn. "I'm not familiar with Rakshasa, but I doubt it is worst than an Aboleth."
[SBLOCK=OOC]See that post for reference of what Jarel-karn speak about.[/SBLOCK]
Earth nods at the deva's statement. His shape shifts, a little more golem like, with the rocks protruding and being more prominent than the soft earth and dirt that also composes him. "Nature will provide with the means of finding the traitor." he declares.
"... pay each of you two hundred platinum coins ..."
OLD! Beatrice yells, punching Kane in the jaw. Despite her size she packs quite a wallop."Ok, so Nice Old Lady" Kane mutters under his breath