(Adventure) Rivenblight's Castaway [Creamsteak judging]

[GnomeWorks]

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Sometimes, the worst part is the waiting...

"Why might it be better to wait until tomorrow?" Troi asks. "Is she in a bad mood, or something?"

Prod gently... not too hard... ease the information out of him... every bit counts, Troi, every bit counts...

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

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The man glances at Troi sideways. "You put an arrow in her beau. Whatd'you expect?" He laughs humorlessly. "I was reccomending you put it off 'cause I'm not sure how long you'll live once she finishes with you."

 

[GnomeWorks]

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Troi laughs along with the man, humorlessly as well.

This is most definitely a problem.

"To be perfectly honest with you, I think I'd rather get this over with sooner than later."

The master gives himself up to whatever the moment brings. He holds nothing back from life; therefore he is ready for death. I am ready if the moment requires it. But I'd really rather not die here. Not this way. Gods, if any of you are listening... put a weapon in my hand and hope in my soul. I'd rather die fighting than on my knees...

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

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The man gives him a grim smile. "You've got stones, I'll give you that." He looks around, then gets very quiet, getting up from his seat and crouching next to Troi. "Look... Duncan and I, we know we're in a bad spot. Robbery, sure, hey, and if I shoot an arrow at somone, it'll be 'cause they're shootin' at me." He shrugs. "But she... she's real angry, like. All the time. I don't know why she's here and not north where she came from," he nods where Troi assumes is north, towards Rivenblight, "but I don't think she left 'cause she wanted to. And it's like she's got a stone in her boot, alway's rubbin' at her. She thinks Duncan and I are scum, just highwaymen, but she's takin' her revenge or something. That's the way the warlock argued it to her, anyway." The man falls silent, staring at the fire.

 

[GnomeWorks]

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Damn... revenge... that'll be a tough one to deal with...

"So why are you working with her?" Troi asks quietly. "I mean, if she treats you like scum... why bother? What's keeping you from going somewhere else, taking business elsewhere?" He smiles slightly at that.

Please let this plan work... that isn't so much to ask, is it? Just this once, let something come together...

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

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"The pay's good," the bandit responds immediately. He looks at Troi, and shrugs a little defensively. "Okay, it sounds bad, but what it boils down to is that if we get out of this- and trust me, we're gettin' as soon as we can- we'll be a rich men. She's good. She's a dead shot with a bow, she can stand as still as a rock for hours waiting for a mark, and she can follow a man through a forest for days. And the warlock always seemed to know when the rich scores were coming. We made a mint on that one kid alone..." he trails off. "She's bad news, but bad news with tenscore crowns attached."

 

[GnomeWorks]

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Ah, yes... greed. Overvalue posessions, and men begin to steal, Zidaniel once said... why are his teachings coming to mind so quickly?

"Completely understandable." Troi says. "I mean, I don't approve of what you're doing... but you have to make a living. But I'm curious - how do you plan on getting that much cash out of this? Sure, there are probably a few who come through here that have a lot on them, but still, I imagine pickings must be pretty slim."

Don't overextend... he is fuelled by greed, yes, but there's still a chance here...

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

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"Yeah, that's been true for the most part, but we hit it big with that wizard..." he looks at Troi. "I reckon that's why you lot got sent out?"

 

[GnomeWorks]

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Troi nods.

"Yes, it is. We weren't paid very well for it, either." He smiles. "So who's keeping all of this loot? Are you splitting it up equally, or is she taking it all? And if she is... she thinks so little of you... what makes you think she'll give you your fair share?"

This is it, then. This is the moment that decides if I can get out of this or not.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

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He shoots Troi a look. "Money's never been her motivator. Might've been the warlock's, but that's fairly irrelevant now. We'll split it evenly." But Troi can detect perhaps a smidgen of newly-planted doubt in his mind. Not much, but it's there.