Malvoisin
First Post
While the others partake of the late night repast, and discuss some possible plans of action, Keoni and Chongo stand in the corner, whispering softly to one another. After a few minutes of this, Keoni approaches the table with Chongo right on his heels.
"Friends, Chongo feels that he cannot wait until tomorrow to act. He wishes to go and speak to the taxidermist who is stuffing his...'spider pony' trophy. Tonight."
Chongo chimes in. "He seemed like nice fellow...but if not, Chongo knows how to make him talk. Keoni go with me...you stay and rest. We will find out where Vanthus is, if animal-stuffer knows."
Keoni adds, "I tried to talk him out of it, but there's no reasoning with the stubborn mule. I'm sure the two of us together won't fall to any harm."
The darkskinned tribesman glares at the young shaman for a moment, then grins. "Come, we must go. Now."
"Friends, Chongo feels that he cannot wait until tomorrow to act. He wishes to go and speak to the taxidermist who is stuffing his...'spider pony' trophy. Tonight."
Chongo chimes in. "He seemed like nice fellow...but if not, Chongo knows how to make him talk. Keoni go with me...you stay and rest. We will find out where Vanthus is, if animal-stuffer knows."
Keoni adds, "I tried to talk him out of it, but there's no reasoning with the stubborn mule. I'm sure the two of us together won't fall to any harm."
The darkskinned tribesman glares at the young shaman for a moment, then grins. "Come, we must go. Now."