Exalted Champloo - Episode 2 - "Like Spinning Plates"

[Shalimar]

"They were very big targets," the night caste archer says, downplaying her 6 kills. "Still, one shaft per corpse isn't very easy either." the girl says with a shrug, and then a grin. "If not for the cannabalism I'd be tempted to make my friend Disciple. Love nips can be nice but I'd rather not be a few pints short afterward."

"I do have to say that our friends aren't being very obliging, what with carrying off their dead." she gestures to her quiver. When the servant of the 'goddess appears, the huntress almost let loose an arrow by reflex, but held it as he offered the invitation. "Tell your mistress that we would love to take her up on her generosity, and speak with her. I have a few points that I'd like to make about her dining habbits."

 

[KaintheSeeker]

"I wonder if we can rely upon the standard rules of hospitality." Swallow says carefully, trying to skate the line between detante and insulting her future 'host'.

 

[Tokiwong]

"I wonder if we can rely upon the standard rules of hospitality." Swallow says carefully, trying to skate the line between detante and insulting her future 'host'.

“And what is it that you would require,” the strange man replies shaking his staff, causing the rings to jingle softly, “she will see to your sustenance, your shelter, and your base needs if so desired. You have proven yourself to be strong, and you have blooded many warriors.”

The man clucks, “Perhaps you are afraid?”

 

[KaintheSeeker]

“And what is it that you would require,” the strange man replies shaking his staff, causing the rings to jingle softly, “she will see to your sustenance, your shelter, and your base needs if so desired. You have proven yourself to be strong, and you have blooded many warriors.”

The man clucks, “Perhaps you are afraid?”

"Or perhaps we wonder where we line up in regards to the Entree." she says with a meaningful glance to the cannibals nearby.

 

[Tokiwong]

"Or perhaps we wonder where we line up in regards to the Entree." she says with a meaningful glance to the cannibals nearby.

“What is your name that you would speak so crass about my mistress,” the man replies, “and please tell your minions that they may lower their weapons, no more blood shall be spilled by violence, only the blood of the feast remains.”

Sand Rat grimaces, bristling at the word minion, but holds his tongue.

 

[Graf]

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[KaintheSeeker]

“What is your name that you would speak so crass about my mistress,” the man replies, “and please tell your minions that they may lower their weapons, no more blood shall be spilled by violence, only the blood of the feast remains.”

Sand Rat grimaces, bristling at the word minion, but holds his tongue.

"I ask, so that I understnads the rules of courtesy and hospitaly." Swallow says politely, falling into more confortable battle grounds. "I meant know insult to your mistress. I ask so I know what to expect and perhaps to know what to avoid causing insult to her."

 

[KentArnold]

"I ask, so that I understnads the rules of courtesy and hospitaly." Swallow says politely, falling into more confortable battle grounds. "I meant know insult to your mistress. I ask so I know what to expect and perhaps to know what to avoid causing insult to her."

He smiled briefly, noting that the staff meant he was a priest of some kind, "We are not afraid, priest. After all, does not the Moon reflect the Sun? Surely, to be able to contain such power, one must be equally powerful. We respect power, but as has been said, we do not wish to provide offense during the feast that has been prepared for us servants of the Unconquered Sun."

 

[Tokiwong]

"I ask, so that I understnads the rules of courtesy and hospitaly." Swallow says politely, falling into more confortable battle grounds. "I meant know insult to your mistress. I ask so I know what to expect and perhaps to know what to avoid causing insult to her."

“Of course, of course,” the man nods, he hops down, quite spry for his build and walks forward leaning on the staff. He comes to stand some three feet from Swallow, “my mistress will abide by some of the rules of the old ways, of the so called Solar Deliberative… perhaps you have yet to earn the right to truly represent the Unconquered Sun… perhaps… perhaps… perhaps…”

He clucks his teeth, “Follow then, she will see you now, and perhaps a little wisdom can be shared on both sides…”

 

[Aenion]

Snow raises an eyebrow at being called a minion, but holds her tongue for now. She was already sheathing Ivory Rain when he spoke anyway, "Your mistress would do well to remember the old ways, it would do well to be prepared for when they return," she begins to follow him, Ivory Rain resting casually on her shoulder, "I trust our safety is assured while we are in your care?," she asks, her grip tightening on the spear's shaft showing that she'd be more than willing to make sure it is.