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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Fenris" data-source="post: 5065869" data-attributes="member: 2820">As news of the slaughter at the farmstead trickles in, Jovik turns and glares at his companions. he says nothing but his face is full of recriminations. He flexes his hand and remembers the poison that weakened him so recently. His face softened a bit, he knew his friends did not run from a fight without cause. Turning back to the remaining Black Arrows. Jovik focuses his anger and resentment on Jakardos."So NOW you aren't willing to abandon your responsibilities? How convenient." snarls Jovik, his uncomfortableness with this man finally boiling out."If you want our help you need to tell us why, and do so quickly. And believe me you need our help. Also we are NOT heading straight to the fort, we are going to take care of some unfinished business with the Grauls first, and you will help, as will you Kaven before you head south." says Jovik leaning over the table a strange fire in his eyes and an unheard of tenor of authority and command in his voice.[sblock]Diplomacy roll<a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2382285/" target="_blank">1d20+12=32</a>Woot a 20![/sblock]</blockquote>