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<blockquote data-quote="DEFCON 1" data-source="post: 1850083" data-attributes="member: 7006"><p>Massif does his best to control his temper as the talk of several of the members around the table really begin to get on his nerves. Obviously the odd human and the khoravar (half-elf) have very high opinions of both themselves and their place in the world, and that bothers the dwarf to no end... mainly because of jealousy if he was to ever admit it to himself.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><em>Well good for you... hope your relatives can access your bank account at House Kundarak when the airship goes down in flames, if that's the case.</em></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Massif tries his best to keep his sharpened tongue on a short leash before going completely off on the whelp of a khoravar.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Red">'I can certainly divine my purpose on this ship and I do not question my place here at all, Celebren... thank you very much. I'm here because I was assigned to this detail. No more... no less. The rest of you might think you're so special that you're here because the gods reached down and chose YOU above all others to sit on a big cushy sofa and take an airship ride for a few days because of your intelligence, strength, tactical knowledge, and way with a weapon. If you really think that highly of yourself... then good for you, I hope that kind of high-faluten attitude works for you.'</span></p><p></p><p>And now Massif's eyes narrow as he glances around the room. And that short leash his tongue was on... starts to really stretch.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Red">'Me? I'm just a dwarf who is good with an axe. One of hundreds of thousands. And quite frankly, if this detail was really so darned important, then as I said previously the House would have sent REAL Guild members to do this job, rather than hire out a bunch of schlubs like us. I'm sorry if that thinking takes you down off your high-horses, but I like to live in the real world, thank you very much. And in my real world, a rich socialite with Thrones to spend wanted a bunch of guards on board, thinking that this trip actually meant something. And House Deneith realized how completely stupid this was, and pocketed 9/10ths of the cash while dropping the last tenth on hiring us. Now is that our employer's fault? Not at all. But don't look down on me just because I have both my feet on the ground and can be honest with myself knowing my place on this world and what I'm really doing on this ship.'</span></p><p></p><p>He looks over at the warforged, who is standing quietly on the side and taking everything in.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Red">'At least Digger seems to know who he is and where his place truly is in the world. He was a gravedigger who now builds stuff...'</span></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Red">'...unlike what role you'd put upon him Sorren, of him being here because of some supposed ideal that "his kind" as you put it are automatically going to kick major ass. I don't know where you get your ideas that all warforged are these grand warriors... but if you even just listened to what he said instead of making presumptions that because this job is sooooooooooo important that they HAD to bring in a warforged master of war to help out... you would have heard that he was a digger of graves. And now he builds things. No more... no less. He's not some sort of weaponmaster who will be the saving grace of all of us because of his martial skill. Again... many of you seem to be putting much more emphasis on this gig and your place here than needs to be.'</span></p><p></p><p>He drops his eyes back down as he again realizes that his angry rant has probably had the exact opposite effect of what he was trying to get across, and that he's just made more enemies unecessarily within the group. It's not the first time, and until he's finally allowed to get off the road and go back home, it certainly won't be the last.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Red">'Sorry for being harsh. But just because I know my place is low, doesn't mean I like those who are above me talking down to me. Especially when you haven't earned your place that far above. So never mind me. Just go about your business and try to figured out what precautions we can take to keep the monsters, spies, and assassins from killing us all. I'll just try and sit here quietly. Maybe Vel should tell us another story... since listening to him was probably the most peaceful time we've had on this ship thus far. I know I'd like to hear another.'</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DEFCON 1, post: 1850083, member: 7006"] Massif does his best to control his temper as the talk of several of the members around the table really begin to get on his nerves. Obviously the odd human and the khoravar (half-elf) have very high opinions of both themselves and their place in the world, and that bothers the dwarf to no end... mainly because of jealousy if he was to ever admit it to himself. [I]Well good for you... hope your relatives can access your bank account at House Kundarak when the airship goes down in flames, if that's the case.[/I] Massif tries his best to keep his sharpened tongue on a short leash before going completely off on the whelp of a khoravar. [COLOR=Red]'I can certainly divine my purpose on this ship and I do not question my place here at all, Celebren... thank you very much. I'm here because I was assigned to this detail. No more... no less. The rest of you might think you're so special that you're here because the gods reached down and chose YOU above all others to sit on a big cushy sofa and take an airship ride for a few days because of your intelligence, strength, tactical knowledge, and way with a weapon. If you really think that highly of yourself... then good for you, I hope that kind of high-faluten attitude works for you.'[/COLOR] And now Massif's eyes narrow as he glances around the room. And that short leash his tongue was on... starts to really stretch. [COLOR=Red]'Me? I'm just a dwarf who is good with an axe. One of hundreds of thousands. And quite frankly, if this detail was really so darned important, then as I said previously the House would have sent REAL Guild members to do this job, rather than hire out a bunch of schlubs like us. I'm sorry if that thinking takes you down off your high-horses, but I like to live in the real world, thank you very much. And in my real world, a rich socialite with Thrones to spend wanted a bunch of guards on board, thinking that this trip actually meant something. And House Deneith realized how completely stupid this was, and pocketed 9/10ths of the cash while dropping the last tenth on hiring us. Now is that our employer's fault? Not at all. But don't look down on me just because I have both my feet on the ground and can be honest with myself knowing my place on this world and what I'm really doing on this ship.'[/COLOR] He looks over at the warforged, who is standing quietly on the side and taking everything in. [COLOR=Red]'At least Digger seems to know who he is and where his place truly is in the world. He was a gravedigger who now builds stuff...'[/COLOR] [COLOR=Red]'...unlike what role you'd put upon him Sorren, of him being here because of some supposed ideal that "his kind" as you put it are automatically going to kick major ass. I don't know where you get your ideas that all warforged are these grand warriors... but if you even just listened to what he said instead of making presumptions that because this job is sooooooooooo important that they HAD to bring in a warforged master of war to help out... you would have heard that he was a digger of graves. And now he builds things. No more... no less. He's not some sort of weaponmaster who will be the saving grace of all of us because of his martial skill. Again... many of you seem to be putting much more emphasis on this gig and your place here than needs to be.'[/COLOR] He drops his eyes back down as he again realizes that his angry rant has probably had the exact opposite effect of what he was trying to get across, and that he's just made more enemies unecessarily within the group. It's not the first time, and until he's finally allowed to get off the road and go back home, it certainly won't be the last. [COLOR=Red]'Sorry for being harsh. But just because I know my place is low, doesn't mean I like those who are above me talking down to me. Especially when you haven't earned your place that far above. So never mind me. Just go about your business and try to figured out what precautions we can take to keep the monsters, spies, and assassins from killing us all. I'll just try and sit here quietly. Maybe Vel should tell us another story... since listening to him was probably the most peaceful time we've had on this ship thus far. I know I'd like to hear another.'[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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