[IC] Shamutani Hills - psi/gng

Casparan

Casparan nods and approaches the woman, mindful that he is now surrounded by the crowd of people, but seeing little alternative.

"I will answer as truthfully as I can, lady," he tells her.
 

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November 13, in the farm.

When Casparan gets to within about 25 feet of the old woman, she makes a gesture indicating that that is close enough. Behind the old woman stands the man with the two dogs about 5 feet back from one shoulder. Beside him stands the younger woman. The others fan out behind the old woman in a loose line about 30 feet from end to end. The old woman keeps them from wrapping around, leaving Casparan with no one at his back except Bendyn. Casparan, however, is now between Bendyn and the old woman, obscuring Bendyn's shot.

"You have been honest enough about how you feel I think. Thats a good start.

"Tell me your name again, and where are you from?"

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"Why do you come into the Hills?"

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"If we return your ponies and supplies and let you leave, do you promise to leave here and leave us alone?"

ooc: Casparan isn't actually surrounded at the moment. Hopefully the description above helps. Let me know if its still not clear.

I've done posted three questions to speed things up, but she would actually wait for a resonse before asking the next. Sado, I need to know what Casparan is really thinking when he responds. In character in italics would probably be best, but ooc would be ok as well I think.

Bendyn could move to get a clear shot, but it would involve going to the other side of the building or breaking cover to some degree. The area is quite dark though.
 

Bendyn Human Fighter/Psion

Bendyn remains completely still. He moves the end of the crossbow very slowly just a hair to to train it on the man with the dogs for now. He listens intently to the discussion.
 

Casparan

doghead said:
"Tell me your name again, and where are you from?"
"I am Casparan Atavar," he repeats. "Warrior-Monk of Demonkeep in Ruddlestone, servant of Telak, son of Courga."

Remembering how Telak is not worshipped or acknowledged here, he makes sure to mention Courga, Telak's mother. He also remembers that Courga is believed to be a male in these lands.

"Why do you come into the Hills?"
"We are on a quest, sent by the king of Analand, to recover an artifact which could determine the fate of the Five Kingdoms. We believe this artifact to be in Xamen. Our immediate goal is to reach the city-port of Khare, which requires that we pass this way."

Reminded of their ultimate goal, Casparan is frustrated at the way they have been sidetracked. His thoughts also turn briefly to Caleb, who was to guide them through the hills, and he wonders how they will find their way now.

"If we return your ponies and supplies and let you leave, do you promise to leave here and leave us alone?"
"So long as you seek no quarrel with us, we will seek none with you," he replies. "We have already tarried too long."

Suspicious of any who practice witchcraft, Casparan in truth desires nothing more than to be far from here.
 

November 13, in the farm.

The old woman watches Casparan closely as he responds to her questions. When the Warrior-Monk is finished, she sighs and nods. Something seems to collapse within her, and she suddenly seems a lot older and smaller.

"You may go."

She turns to the man with the dogs. "Bring their bags and have someone get their ponies."

Her announcement creates a bit of a flurry of no's, but a glower to each side is enough to quell them. That and a dirty look from the big man with the dogs.

The young woman beside the man with the dogs moves over to the old woman and puts out an arm for the old woman to lean on. "About what we talked about Gran'ma ...? They still need a guide. You can't send Caleb."
 

Casparan

Casparan starts at the mention of Caleb's name.

"Our guide was called Caleb," he tels them. "Have you also taken him?"

His eyes narrow as a dark thought crosses his mind. Was Caleb in league with these bandits?

He pauses thoughtfully for a moment. "If you do not have our guide, we are in need of one. Perhaps one of you...We have gold."
 


November 13, in the farm.

The man with the dogs indicates for one of the group to go and get the bags and ponies.

The old woman impatiently shushes the young woman beside her.

She rolls her eyes and snorts at Casparan's question about Caleb.

"We have not taken Caleb. Did no one have the courtasy to tell you that the people of Cantopani are all thieves and villains? Well, mostly all of them.

The mention of gold gets her attention.

"Ah, well. Perhaps we may be able to come to some sort of agreement."
 

doghead said:
The mention of gold gets her attention.

"Ah, well. Perhaps we may be able to come to some sort of agreement."

A tall, shaggy hillman - carrying the only longbow in evidence in the group - snorts.

"Fair payment offered for services honestly rendered, Ma?" he comments, a hint of sarcasm colouring his tone. "A novel concept. Are you sure any of these lads remember how?"

The man is a sight larger than his compatriots, and lacks the family resemblance many of the other bear. If anything, his coloration and features are reminiscent of the western savages...
 

Casparan

A hint of a scowl crosses Casparan's face at learning of Caleb's treachery. He grudgingly supposes that his promise to seek no quarrel with these people may include Caleb now, so he lets the matter drop.

"Fair payment through the hills to Khare," he says. "What would you consider fair?"
 

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