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<blockquote data-quote="Diarmadhim" data-source="post: 7338463" data-attributes="member: 6855110"><p>Svetlana nods sagely when Emudre tells of the wild boars, <span style="color: #800080">“They're extremely dangerous. It was wise of you to give them a wide berth. In those sort of numbers, even the trappers and hunters I know would take a hard pass.”</span> She takes on a quizzical expression at Kuvarious' initial comment, then replies, <span style="color: #800080">“Oleg is quite handy with a hammer. We have done all of the repairs over the past few months. He was so happy when Ioseph told him of the opportunity to run his own trading post since Restov had pulled back all of its troops from this fort and Fort Serenko to our east... I wish they had left a few. We've been begging them to send at least a squad out to help protect us.”</span> Turning to Alexa she continues, <span style="color: #800080">“Their withdrawal has emboldened the bandits in the region.”</span> With tears in her eyes she whispers, <span style="color: #800080">“Bad enough they take our stock, but they even took my ring...”</span> Catching her breath she states, <span style="color: #800080">“I'm sorry – I need to go check on the stew again lest it burn. Oleg will tell you more over lunch.”</span> She quickly exits the guesthouse and returns to the main hall.</p><p></p><p>A short time later, Oleg pokes his head into the guesthouse, <span style="color: #8B4513">“Lunch is ready.”</span> He hesitates a moment before continuing, <span style="color: #8B4513">“sorry I wasn't more... earlier... I tend not to... err... hmph – lunch is ready.”</span> He takes a seat in a chair that has been brought out to the head of the table on the right and gestures for you all to do likewise. Svetlana brings out a pot of hearty boar stew, warm bread, and a bottle of wine. As she sits it down she pats Oleg on the shoulder and takes a seat on the bench closest to him. Oleg nods and noticeably relaxes. </p><p></p><p>Taking a deep breath he exhales it before continuing, <span style="color: #8B4513">“go ahead and eat up. Svetlana makes an amazing meal. I'm sorry if I came across as a curmudgeon earlier – I am one,”</span> he chuckles at his self-deprecation. <span style="color: #8B4513">“Hell's teeth, it's why I jumped at Ioseph's proposal to start a trade post here. I moved us here to get away from the continual schemes and political intrigue that infests Restov. I'm no fool – anyone with half a brain could take a look at a map and see that this is a horrible spot for a trading post. It's remote and too far from a major river. As they say, 'when the wolf shows you his teeth, he's not smiling.' Ioseph has a job to do as the Lord Mayor, and I have a job to do as a husband. When we moved out here, it was more or less just a way for Ioseph to keep tabs on the region without using up additional resources. I have no qualms sending him updates on the region to ensure no potential threats are moving in. He doesn't want a threat to his south while he worries about the threat to his north and I wanted to get away far enough away from the sins of civilization without living so far away that we couldn't enjoy most of its benefits. Thus I accepted the charter to rebuild this abandoned border fort into a trading post.”</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #8B4513">“We've spent the past few months rebuilding. Our customers are few and far between, consisting mostly of trappers, hunters, and good ol' Bokken. Winter always follows spring though, and bandits have started moving into our area, emboldened by the complete withdrawal of Restov's soldiers. They're stealing from us – a 'tax collection' they call it. They even took Svetlana's wedding ring! We've gotten word that a group of guards will be sent soon. I was hoping they'd be here in time to deal with these 'tax collectors,' but it seems they aren't. Luckily, you all have arrived and apparently bearing a charter to snuff out banditry in the region. Well, these bastards are bandits and I'd be much obliged if you were to snuff them out – and recover Svetlana's ring if you can. I don't have much right now, but I swear to you that I will give you 1,000 gold in credit for the trading post if you do manage to recover it!”</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #8B4513">“I know Svetlana offered you free room and board for the night. If you're willing to help us with our problem, you can stay free tomorrow night too. The bandits first came three months ago. They threatened to burn down the trading post and,”</span> Oleg pauses, his face burning with shame and anger, <span style="color: #8B4513">“abduct Svetlana for their own amusements back at their camp if we didn't hand over all of our furs and trade goods to them. Since then, they've returned twice more; each time within an hour of sunrise on the first day of the month. They're punctual bastards, I'll give them that. As long as we have the 'taxes' ready and hand them over quickly, they tend to leave in a hurry.”</span></p><p><span style="color: #800080"></span></p><p><span style="color: #800080">“I think their camp is about a day's ride away,”</span> Svetlana interjects.</p><p></p><p>Nodding, Oleg pats her knee affectionately and continues, <span style="color: #8B4513">“They always approach from the south, so wherever their camp is, it's likely south of here. The first time they visited, there were a dozen of them. Ten thugs that seemed to be led by a cloaked man carrying a bow and a woman who carried two small hatchets. She did most of the talking, so I'd guess she was the main leader and the bowman her number two.”</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #800080">“She was a spiteful wretch. The way she smiled and laughed while talking about what they'd do to me... I had night terrors for a month! She was sharp and observant – the men all seemed crude and foolish. She nearly cut off Oleg's right hand for daring to stand up for me. I've never met anyone so cruel – she makes my blood run cold,”</span> she ends, shuddering at the memory.</p><p></p><p>Comforting Svetlana with a hand on her shoulder and a gentle squeeze, Oleg nods, <span style="color: #8B4513">“She was definitely the most dangerous of the bunch. She was the one that took Svetlana's wedding ring as payment for not shortening my reach. On the second and third visits, only the crude hooded man accompanied the thugs. The second visit he came with just six other men, and only four on the third visit. I think they've let their guard down and think we're completely cowed. I can't wait to see the look on their faces in two days! I can't wait to hang their bodies from the southern palisade wall as a warning to the other brigands. What's your plan?”</span> he asks, fire in his eyes.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Diarmadhim, post: 7338463, member: 6855110"] Svetlana nods sagely when Emudre tells of the wild boars, [COLOR=#800080]“They're extremely dangerous. It was wise of you to give them a wide berth. In those sort of numbers, even the trappers and hunters I know would take a hard pass.”[/COLOR] She takes on a quizzical expression at Kuvarious' initial comment, then replies, [COLOR=#800080]“Oleg is quite handy with a hammer. We have done all of the repairs over the past few months. He was so happy when Ioseph told him of the opportunity to run his own trading post since Restov had pulled back all of its troops from this fort and Fort Serenko to our east... I wish they had left a few. We've been begging them to send at least a squad out to help protect us.”[/COLOR] Turning to Alexa she continues, [COLOR=#800080]“Their withdrawal has emboldened the bandits in the region.”[/COLOR] With tears in her eyes she whispers, [COLOR=#800080]“Bad enough they take our stock, but they even took my ring...”[/COLOR] Catching her breath she states, [COLOR=#800080]“I'm sorry – I need to go check on the stew again lest it burn. Oleg will tell you more over lunch.”[/COLOR] She quickly exits the guesthouse and returns to the main hall. A short time later, Oleg pokes his head into the guesthouse, [COLOR=#8B4513]“Lunch is ready.”[/COLOR] He hesitates a moment before continuing, [COLOR=#8B4513]“sorry I wasn't more... earlier... I tend not to... err... hmph – lunch is ready.”[/COLOR] He takes a seat in a chair that has been brought out to the head of the table on the right and gestures for you all to do likewise. Svetlana brings out a pot of hearty boar stew, warm bread, and a bottle of wine. As she sits it down she pats Oleg on the shoulder and takes a seat on the bench closest to him. Oleg nods and noticeably relaxes. Taking a deep breath he exhales it before continuing, [COLOR=#8B4513]“go ahead and eat up. Svetlana makes an amazing meal. I'm sorry if I came across as a curmudgeon earlier – I am one,”[/COLOR] he chuckles at his self-deprecation. [COLOR=#8B4513]“Hell's teeth, it's why I jumped at Ioseph's proposal to start a trade post here. I moved us here to get away from the continual schemes and political intrigue that infests Restov. I'm no fool – anyone with half a brain could take a look at a map and see that this is a horrible spot for a trading post. It's remote and too far from a major river. As they say, 'when the wolf shows you his teeth, he's not smiling.' Ioseph has a job to do as the Lord Mayor, and I have a job to do as a husband. When we moved out here, it was more or less just a way for Ioseph to keep tabs on the region without using up additional resources. I have no qualms sending him updates on the region to ensure no potential threats are moving in. He doesn't want a threat to his south while he worries about the threat to his north and I wanted to get away far enough away from the sins of civilization without living so far away that we couldn't enjoy most of its benefits. Thus I accepted the charter to rebuild this abandoned border fort into a trading post.”[/COLOR] [COLOR=#8B4513]“We've spent the past few months rebuilding. Our customers are few and far between, consisting mostly of trappers, hunters, and good ol' Bokken. Winter always follows spring though, and bandits have started moving into our area, emboldened by the complete withdrawal of Restov's soldiers. They're stealing from us – a 'tax collection' they call it. They even took Svetlana's wedding ring! We've gotten word that a group of guards will be sent soon. I was hoping they'd be here in time to deal with these 'tax collectors,' but it seems they aren't. Luckily, you all have arrived and apparently bearing a charter to snuff out banditry in the region. Well, these bastards are bandits and I'd be much obliged if you were to snuff them out – and recover Svetlana's ring if you can. I don't have much right now, but I swear to you that I will give you 1,000 gold in credit for the trading post if you do manage to recover it!”[/COLOR] [COLOR=#8B4513]“I know Svetlana offered you free room and board for the night. If you're willing to help us with our problem, you can stay free tomorrow night too. The bandits first came three months ago. They threatened to burn down the trading post and,”[/COLOR] Oleg pauses, his face burning with shame and anger, [COLOR=#8B4513]“abduct Svetlana for their own amusements back at their camp if we didn't hand over all of our furs and trade goods to them. Since then, they've returned twice more; each time within an hour of sunrise on the first day of the month. They're punctual bastards, I'll give them that. As long as we have the 'taxes' ready and hand them over quickly, they tend to leave in a hurry.”[/COLOR] [COLOR=#800080] “I think their camp is about a day's ride away,”[/COLOR] Svetlana interjects. Nodding, Oleg pats her knee affectionately and continues, [COLOR=#8B4513]“They always approach from the south, so wherever their camp is, it's likely south of here. The first time they visited, there were a dozen of them. Ten thugs that seemed to be led by a cloaked man carrying a bow and a woman who carried two small hatchets. She did most of the talking, so I'd guess she was the main leader and the bowman her number two.”[/COLOR] [COLOR=#800080]“She was a spiteful wretch. The way she smiled and laughed while talking about what they'd do to me... I had night terrors for a month! She was sharp and observant – the men all seemed crude and foolish. She nearly cut off Oleg's right hand for daring to stand up for me. I've never met anyone so cruel – she makes my blood run cold,”[/COLOR] she ends, shuddering at the memory. Comforting Svetlana with a hand on her shoulder and a gentle squeeze, Oleg nods, [COLOR=#8B4513]“She was definitely the most dangerous of the bunch. She was the one that took Svetlana's wedding ring as payment for not shortening my reach. On the second and third visits, only the crude hooded man accompanied the thugs. The second visit he came with just six other men, and only four on the third visit. I think they've let their guard down and think we're completely cowed. I can't wait to see the look on their faces in two days! I can't wait to hang their bodies from the southern palisade wall as a warning to the other brigands. What's your plan?”[/COLOR] he asks, fire in his eyes. [/QUOTE]
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