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"You know I dislike to be so forthright about such things, but it was rather difficult to get this item, as its previous owner had to be convinced that a considerable sum would recompense him for the renewed interference by his own, if I may use the expression he used, 'interfering old...

Trix smiled back. "Well, she said she trusted you, which was all that mattered to me." [CLICK] The smile disappears. "Kincaid didn't have a choice about bringing someone in. She had a choice about who. I've worked with her before, and she knows my abilities. She thought I would be the right...

Trix chews a bit more of her meat. "Hmmm, I wonder what this used to be. No, no, on second thoughts, probably better not to know. At least this way I can enjoy it, whatever it is." She opens up her bag, and takes out three juggling balls, which she holds in her hand before putting them back in...

Roy initially ignores the words, but he thinks about them as he looks around the area. it seemed secure, no signs of anyone coming to rescue the sellsword, or otherwise take advantage of the splitting of the protectors. Worth being wary though, just in case. Without looking at Agorn, he replies...

"If you say they're trustworthy, I'll believe you." Trix stops, suddenly processing the end of Kel's statement. She looks at her blankly. "Disguise?" She turns and looks at Brutis, with a drink in his hand. All of him. Big, intimidating, obvious penal legionnaire. With his collar, and its...

Hehehe, I have the feeling Brutis may have thought of Trix as nutty in a dizzy fashion in their first meeting. Right now, he's probably coming round to what I assume is the Kincaid version of the view on Trix: nutty, dizzy, and more than a little scary. All in rapid succession. But potentially...

Trix nods, no smiles, all focus now. "Cultists. That's why they called me in on this one. You're right, there's no way that 30 pilgrims on a train all turn out to be cultists without someone high up being involved. Senior member. Hmmm." She starts to work through some of the data in her head...

Trix grins in response. "And who says I don't brighten up people's days with my mere presence, hmmm? Sadly, gotta say it's the first option. From what I saw on the datasheets I was given, you have a problem, and it's something I *may* be able to help with. Probably not something that should be...

Trix smiles at him. She replies, also quietly: "What's your name?" She opens the packages, explosive marked one first, and checks the contents as she listens to the clerk. After he replies, she tells him, still quietly: "I'd love to. Not sure about the timing though - I might be a bit busy in...

Roy joined Sleepy Pate as he headed toward the prisoner. If anything bad was likely to happen, now would likely be the time, when the protectors of the caravan had been peeled away from it. Well, partially peeled away, at least. In any case, if the sellsword had been lying, or if there was any...

Slyth WS 10 +20= 30 BS 13 +20= 33 STR 9 +25= 34 TOU 15 +25= 40 AGI 17 +20= 37 +5= 42 INT 18 +20= 38 PER 17 +20= 37 WIL 11 +15= 26 FEL 18 +15= 33 +5 = 38 Wounds: 14 Fate: 2 Skills Speak language (Low Gothic) *Speak language (Sandsnake Tribe) Awareness +10 Barter Charm Deceive Dodge Concealment...

Clever old buggers, maneuvering me like that. I should have guessed that the elders allowing me to leave with their blessing in return for my agreement to follow the instructions of a messenger who would be sent to me "if and when you are ever needed by the tribe" was actually a setup. Devious...

Religion is central to my character! I never miss an opportunity to visit places of worship. (Offering plates make a wonderful source of funds, and the truly religious are so marvellously naive. Can I offer you a holy relic at a price that you can afford?) Contact with the old tribe? Not much...

Well, my thinking, based upon the background and the story as I've seen it through the development, is that the scum-type character is a thief or rogue. I was thinking more of the rogue-type than the thief-type, originally from the primitive sections of the planet, but has migrated to where the...

d20? Wash your mouth out! Okay, yes, you can wash it out with vodka, if you wish. And yes, you may swallow. And stop enjoying it! :-) I'd be happy to give another Dark Heresy game a go. It's fun! The world needs more scum. (Un)truly and (dis)honestly! After all, who's going to scrounge up the...

Trix dodges through the bustle to the clerk who is nominally in charge. So young, so innocent. Still smiling, still happy. She presents herself, and the required documentation to prove that she is, indeed, the correct person. She smiles as the clerk sends a servitor off to pick up the...

Trix sighs as she passes the chemsniffers. Spoilsports. Before entering her office she takes a quick peek around the corner and sighs again. As expected, the prayers still haven't encouraged the caf dispenser to work. Another morning without caf. What else could go wrong? On the middle of the...

I think Dr. Z was away for a bit, but should be back by now. But I agree - we're kinda having to wait for the noble-types on this, 'cause there's the Palla issue and the sell-sword issue that both need a political resolution or decision and then, well, we can't exactly just head out of there...

Hehehe, I think they know her all-too-well to allow her request for 5 kilos of "modelling clay" in 100g blocks, 10 pieces of thermosetting "plastic" boning for her corset and 2 large tubes of "toothpaste" to go through. They would probably be much more likely to allow the CD player (with ten...

No problems. I just wish that Trix had some time to make some "modelling clay" and some new thick "plastic" external stiffeners for her corset. And maybe a few tubes of "toothpaste". Ah well, I can live without them. Maybe in the future [insert bright happy smile here]