Paths of Legend: The Azgundi Tournaments

[Yttermayn]

Aohdan's face grows serious, and he leans in close so as not to be overheard. "I offer you a warning, sir. That mercenary in the line earlier, he has some associates- an older orcish fellow seems to be their leader. They intend to deliberately cheat, disqualifying themselves, but maiming other contestants so that their elite fellows have an easy path to lordship." Aohdan waits to see the man's reaction.

 

[Helfdan]

Valen turns to Aohdan. "The lady is right, friend. We should take this discussion to the back room."

 

[Shayuri]

"No need to hurry there Alaric, I've heard a pair of fools speakin' 'f the price of our heads. Ah'nt think it be good idea to reveal all this information with a complete stranger like this woman." The dwarf narows his eyes "And she looks strange as well, I don't trust her, whoever she is"

OOC: You have earned a distrustful and stern dwarf! =D

"My name is Shayuri," the sorceress replies haughtily. "And I am no stranger. Alaric and I will be teaching at the same school of magic once these tournaments are over. I've already been thoroughly briefed, by Alaric himself I might add, on the situation with this haunted dagger, and I am only seeking to help."

She reaches behind her head and straightens her hair out, tucking it back behind her ears and shoulders.

"Now. If you want to retire someplace more private and talk in more detail, I'd be happy to accompany you."

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Good ol' Alaric loses his head every time he sees a woman, no wonder you've become his "friend". I still don't trust you, human" The dwarf replies, frowning.

 

[Amaury]

Johen is shell-shocked at hearing that the 'Dagger' has been discussed to thrid parties but he opts not to react in public in fear that it might 'interest' even more people.

He tries to calm Muzdum a bit with a look on his face and says to Shayuri: "please do not be offended.. we're a bit on the rough side sometimes.. You're right, we ought to find a room more private to discuss.."

He then gestures to a wairtress to get them a room sorted and moves there with the group.

 

[Arkhandus]

"Hey, now!" Alaric mutters indignantly.

"That's rather presumptive of you. I'll have you know that the lass followed me away from the Arcane Academy, and I almost bumped into someone on the way t' the tourney signup. They invited us over t' talk, an' I can't rightly refuse someone like that fer somethin' so simple as talk. The, uh, person started questioning me about our earlier journey and what we ran into, an' they mentioned Azzy, so they a'ready knew stuff 'bout it. Even if I wanted to keep my trap shut, she would've heard somethin' about it from them."

He adds in Dwarven, looking at Muzdum "Relax, I didn't go blathering anything important, just a vague overview. Unlike Sir William, I don't just up and trust any lass what tramps up to me, corporeal or not, actin' all innocent and nice."

Then he mutters in Elven to the rest "And yeah, we ought to talk somewhere less open."

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

OOC: The Silvergard adventurers are proceeding to a private room, then. The question is, are they inviting Shayuri and Renaldo in with them?

 

[Yttermayn]

Immediately after Alaric's comment, Aohdan replies loudly "Oh yeah, we know all about you. All it takes is a pair of slender legs or twinkly eyes and you're all like <Bibberty-bibberty-bibberty!!!>" Aohdan crosses his eyes and flaps his lips with his index finger.

OOC: Room- dosn't matter to Aohdan.

 

[Arkhandus]

Alaric grimaces at Aodhan and mutters sardonically "You're not helping."

 

[Shayuri]

Shayuri angrily opens her mouth...then with visible effort shuts it again to swallow whatever rejoinder she'd been about to make.

She clasps her hands together over her stomach and says in much humbler tones, "I know none of you have reason to trust me...and I suppose given the nature of this thing, even have reason to distrust me. I really do want to help though. Is there a way I can earn the benefit of your doubts?"