IC: Dichotomy's Age of Worms Redux, Part IV

[worthley]

Noticing the others stopped, Bazrim makes his way the the front and starts to make gargled hissing sounds. In the middle of his statement he lifts his right hand up, and agressivley points at his chest.

[sblock=those who speak Draconic] "Why do you stop? And why do you stare at MY personal guard.[/sblock]
[sblock=Di] So, I don't really know how to do thought boxes, but here is goes. Bazrim thinks: These people either want to take Erdolliel or to kill our employer. They may only know that the sage they are looking for is a spell caster. Best draw the attention to me, as it will give Allustan enough time to cast the proper spells, and to have the half-orcs do their thing if it comes to battle.[/sblock]

 

[o3caudata]

Eskard stares questioningly at Bazrim while he speaks and turns to the lead lizardman waiting, and even perhaps visibly yearning, for some sign of hostility.

 

[TiCaudata]

Erdolliel stares hard at Bazrim, grinding her teeth as she does so. She speaks up as well. [sblock=Draconic capable speakers...]"It is nothing... sir ... Let us just continue on our way forward, and let them continue on theirs as well."[/sblock][sblock=di]That damn FOOL! I'll gut him 3 times when we get done with this, then I'll have Kushnak heal him so I can gut him 3 more![/sblock]

 

[Dichotomy]

One of the lizardfolk, not the one in the front, but rather the one directly behind that one, pipes up in the same language. As he speaks, the demeanor of all four shifts from caution to assertive, perhaps even aggressive, though you can't be sure with their unfamiliar facial features.
[sblock=Draconic]"Yes. Better to continue. But, short one, if you look for a fight..."[/sblock]
Abruptly, Nethezar chimes in from near the back of the party, also in the same language. The cleric's tone and demeanor both seem dismissive.
[sblock=Draconic]"Please, Astaria, stop feeding into Grimsol's delusions. I told you that my recommended treatment for his psychosis requires that you cease allowing him to pretend that he is Moradin. Bah!"[/sblock]
As Nethezar speaks, it looks like his words have some affect on the lizardfolk. One of them makes a sound like a snicker, and another opens his maw in what appears to be a grin. However, the lizardfolk that spoke, looks askance between Bazrim and Erdolliel.

Allustan looks completely deadpan, as if trying quite hard to avoid showing any emotion.

 

[TiCaudata]

Erdolliel looks back towards Nethezar and mutters in a different language, she then gives another glare to Bazrim and blends back into the group. [sblock=elvish speakers]"Right...forgot about that."[/sblock]

 

[worthley]

Bazrim gives a questioning look to the cleric, and lets the others pass. Bazrim never removes his eyes from the lizardmen until they are 30 feet past. Once they are clear, he turns his attention back to Neth and continues in common. "You know them?"

 

[Dichotomy]

As Erdolliel moves back into the group and Bazrim stares at the lizardfolk, the apparent leader mutters a single word. The pack moves on, giving each other and Bazrim, confused glances.
[sblock=Draconic]"Lunatics..."[/sblock]
The group soon goes by. Bazrim asks Nethezar his query.

 

[TiCaudata]

Once the mage speaks, Erolliel spins on him with fury in her eyes, "Are you trying to get split from stem to stern?!? Getting into a stare down with a 7 foot salamander is a good way to get your head bit off you bloody fool! The next time you go and jeopardize me like that, I'll bloody well stick you from behind and let them have what's left!" Though her voice is full of anger, she keeps her tone low, more of a hiss. When she's done she turns on her heal and stalks down the road.

 

[Dichotomy]

Nethezar looks calmly after Erdolliel. The cleric turns to Bazrim and flatly states, "I have absolutely no idea what you mean." He turns and follows the elf.

 

[o3caudata]

Eskard shakes his head at the arguments, looks glumly over his shoulder at the disappearing lizardfolk, and continues on as before.