Dr. Si's Curse of the Crimson Throne - Beta Group
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Oni
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As Lynn listened to the little halfling boy looking up at her, she could not help but smile a sad smile. His small display of bravery was as endearing as it was heartwrenching. Again the idea of this child being involved in this mess caused a lump in the pit of her stomach. As she was about the respond, divert his attention away from this idea, the words died on her lips as Dj'hân seemed nearly to leap from his skin. Clearly Edmond knew more about Lamm than she did, and something he mentioned seemed to have a profound effect on the little one.
There was no time to piece together the mystery though before Thorson's angry voice once more commanded her attention. Transfixed by his fearsome ravings she saw the small form of Dj'hân streak by her leg, part of her wanted to join him. If she was honest with herself, Thorson frightened her. As he questioned their resolve, she felt shame and uncertainty sweep over her. Maybe she didn't have a right to be here, she was angry yes, but it seemed shallow compared to the depths of the half-orc's rage. No, no, no, she shook her head and found her resolve, Lynn had a purpose here and she would see it through.
As Thorson approached the cowering halfling boy, she stood and turned to watch them, with an almost mad certainty that something terrible was to happen. As she listened to them however she began to realize that perhaps she had grossly misjudged the hulking half-orc. He was certainly more astute then she had given him credit for. Lynn was positively stunned that he was capable of more than threats and raging. Again there was a twinge of shame, it said more of her than him. Watching the little halfling hug Thorson it occurred to her that she no longer thought his mind simple either.
Lynn met Thorson's challenging gaze with only a gentle nod of approval.
Looking away from him, she thought quickly, better now before it was too late. Lynn looked back to Thorson, eyes more fierce than before.
There is something that needs to be said now rather than later. I need something from Lamm, a friend's life hangs in the balance. When we find that him, I beg of you to stay your hand long enough that I might get the information that I need. Please.
A look of desperation and distress crossed her face.
After that....after that, do what you will.
There was no time to piece together the mystery though before Thorson's angry voice once more commanded her attention. Transfixed by his fearsome ravings she saw the small form of Dj'hân streak by her leg, part of her wanted to join him. If she was honest with herself, Thorson frightened her. As he questioned their resolve, she felt shame and uncertainty sweep over her. Maybe she didn't have a right to be here, she was angry yes, but it seemed shallow compared to the depths of the half-orc's rage. No, no, no, she shook her head and found her resolve, Lynn had a purpose here and she would see it through.
As Thorson approached the cowering halfling boy, she stood and turned to watch them, with an almost mad certainty that something terrible was to happen. As she listened to them however she began to realize that perhaps she had grossly misjudged the hulking half-orc. He was certainly more astute then she had given him credit for. Lynn was positively stunned that he was capable of more than threats and raging. Again there was a twinge of shame, it said more of her than him. Watching the little halfling hug Thorson it occurred to her that she no longer thought his mind simple either.
Lynn met Thorson's challenging gaze with only a gentle nod of approval.
Looking away from him, she thought quickly, better now before it was too late. Lynn looked back to Thorson, eyes more fierce than before.
There is something that needs to be said now rather than later. I need something from Lamm, a friend's life hangs in the balance. When we find that him, I beg of you to stay your hand long enough that I might get the information that I need. Please.
A look of desperation and distress crossed her face.
After that....after that, do what you will.
Valthosian
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Thorson returned Lynn's gaze levelly and surprisingly, made a slight shrugging gesture.
What you ask is ... difficult. I do not wish to be a reason by which you lose a friend, I can understand that much and since we are working together in this I don't want to cause you harm, but there is something you must understand about who and what I am.
I am berserker. The half-orc paused, as if looking for a means of clarifying further. When I see Lamm, I will fly into a rage, I will try to master myself for your sake, but if I cannot, to protect what is important to you, you may have to stop me from doing what is important to me.
And, if I have to choose between Lamm escaping, and landing a blow that would mean his death, I do not see that I could do anything but slay him. If necessary, perhaps we could bring his skull to a shaman who could commune with the dead and give you the information you need.
I do not wish to frighten you or deliver ultimatums like some power hungry madman, but you must understand me if we are both to get what we want.
What you ask is ... difficult. I do not wish to be a reason by which you lose a friend, I can understand that much and since we are working together in this I don't want to cause you harm, but there is something you must understand about who and what I am.
I am berserker. The half-orc paused, as if looking for a means of clarifying further. When I see Lamm, I will fly into a rage, I will try to master myself for your sake, but if I cannot, to protect what is important to you, you may have to stop me from doing what is important to me.
And, if I have to choose between Lamm escaping, and landing a blow that would mean his death, I do not see that I could do anything but slay him. If necessary, perhaps we could bring his skull to a shaman who could commune with the dead and give you the information you need.
I do not wish to frighten you or deliver ultimatums like some power hungry madman, but you must understand me if we are both to get what we want.
Ambrus
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Dj'hân follows the grim conversation between Thorson and Lynn, looking from one to the other with a serene expression on his cherubic face. He places a tiny hand reassuringly on the towering barbarian's boot top. In spite of the subject matter being discussed, inwardly the halfling boy is pleased with the brutish half-orc's calmer demeanor. I knew all he needed was a hug.
Oni
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Lynn nodded.
I understand.
She knew she was asking a lot of Thorson, it would have to do. What chance would a wet behind the ears girl have against a hardened criminal anyway, she needed help.
I suppose that brings us back to the matter at hand then. Are we in agreement that we should at least have a look at the place? We can decide what to do from there, hopefully we will know more then.
I understand.
She knew she was asking a lot of Thorson, it would have to do. What chance would a wet behind the ears girl have against a hardened criminal anyway, she needed help.
I suppose that brings us back to the matter at hand then. Are we in agreement that we should at least have a look at the place? We can decide what to do from there, hopefully we will know more then.
Valthosian
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Residual tension flowed out of Thorson's shoulders as he relaxed upon hearing her acceptance of the situation and he nodded as she finished speaking.
We have only one path right now, there is no reason to delay.
We have only one path right now, there is no reason to delay.
Ambrus
Explorer
Dj'hân looks up at Thorson and with good-natured candor. "Oh, there are lots of ways for us to get to the pier. I can show you." Beaming up at the beautiful Lynn in turn, the grimy guttersnipe's cheeks flush with color. "And I can peek in through the windows and under doors and the like for you if you want." The halfling boy, overwhelmed with the lady's beauty, quickly puts his fidgety hands in his pockets and looks down shyly.
Valthosian
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Sneaking... The half-orc sighed. Clearly his temperament was far better suited to the rush of battle. Subtlety was not high on his list of favored approaches. Unfortunately, it wasn't as if he had a barbarian war party at his back, ready to rend and raze the enemy.
Alright Dj'hân, we'll do it your way to start.
Alright Dj'hân, we'll do it your way to start.
Ambrus
Explorer
The smitten halfling boy is still sneaking shy sidelong glances at Lynn when Thorson speaks. For a moment, Dj'hân seems befuddled by the half-orc's statement before he recalls what was being discussed. "Ah. My way. Alright. Then let's go." The urchin pauses to wave energetically at the fortuneteller. "Bye Zellara!" And, without further ceremony, Dj'hân turns and heads out the open door into the warm evening air.
Valthosian
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For his part, Thorson simply shrugs and follows.
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