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Message: <blockquote data-quote="SpicyWaffle" data-source="post: 6081106" data-attributes="member: 6704634">With a mild furrowing of his brow, Dane had hoped for something more altruistic. Perhaps that was a foolish notion in and of itself, as he was no amidst a triad of splitting ideas: a decidedly agreeable yes, an off-handed indifference save for motivation, and an outright no. As much as he had hoped for some form of instant cohesion, it seemed Dane was going to have to work with what he had. After a moment to collect his thoughts, the young human turned back towards Paskell, though not before giving Samad and Aeron a slight but approving nod."Come on, Paskell," insisted the brash, almost barefaced human as he meandered his way through Mallack's home to stand beside his feathered associate. "You can't really mean that. I might not be some wild ranger from the hinterlands, but even I know you can run out of supplies. A man - no matter how strong or fast or smart - can't make it without food and water. Three days down there? Gods, anything could have happened -- you heard it from Fallson, that last quake unearthed the entrance. Could be unstable; could be Baggio's down there right now with a broken leg, hanging on through sheer determination to survive."Despite his attempts to remain personally calm, Dane was adamantly furling his bottom lip inward, trying his utmost not to come off as some domineering bully. In all likelihood, he was probably doing a terrible job. Deciding to step away from the tengu, the sandy haired idealistic human instead returned to the farmer's side, giving Mallack only a parting glance before returning to the topic at hand. Like his mother had always said: sometimes you need to grease the wheels a little bit to get the cart rolling."Maybe you're right -- maybe you're both right," he began anew as he panned over to Samad before returning his gaze proper, "and I can see where you're coming from. It's going to be dangerous no matter what; doubly so at night. We don't know this fella, and truthfully, he might just as likely be some murderous git. But what if he isn't? What if, just maybe, he really is with the guild? The risk might be worth a potential reward. Sure, we could stay the night here at Mister Mallack's expense, get in there at first light, find out what's causing this so-called stink, put an end to it, and return to Master Hev with a job well done. Or, perhaps, you could do this one thing that might be greater than a good night sleep on a pig farm and a hot meal -- not only could you help Mallack like we promised, but maybe save a life, coming back more triumphant than if you'd just let some poor sod slip through your talons because he made a rookie mistake by going into that tower alone. Could even be a fat bounty in it for you, too, Paskell; maybe even make you seem like a real stand-up guy the guild can count on more than ever. More work means more coin, and coin makes the world go 'round, some say."Dane paused again, letting the idea simmer before putting a gloved hand to his hip and cocking his head slightly."Just something to think about. But, hey, if you're set on staying here, then it's your choice and I won't try and force you into doing something you think you're not ready for. But me? I say the sooner we start, the better off everyone'll be; us, Mallack, the guild, and even Baggio if he yet still lives."[sblock=Dane's Mini Stats]<img src="http://i1083.photobucket.com/albums/j389/Sleepy_Llama/ff14-hyur-male-initial-gearBustampTokenVersion_zpsda1a8a4d.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /><a href="http://livingpf.wikia.com/wiki/Dane_Mazelo_(SpicyWaffle)" target="_blank">Dane Mazelo</a>AC: 16 (13 flat-footed, 13 touch)HP: 16/16CMB: +2 CMD: 15Fort: +4 Reflex: +3 Will: +2Perception: +1Initiative: +3Current Weapon in Hand: Gauntlets (+4, 1d3+1, 20x2)Current Conditions in Effect: Weapon FinesseUsed Items:---[/sblock]</blockquote>

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