[PBP] Tholestia Chapter 1: Minotaur trouble and a failed ambush

"Elf know minotaur home! Bad! Minotaur home secret! How Elf know? Come here Elf, you tell Minotaur! Bellows one of the minotaurs while pointing towards the ground in front of his hooves.

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The minotaurs that are flanking the cave entrance talk about something in their own language. Then they turn towards you and say:

"Leader no speak Elf. Elf lucky Elf no good food. Elf give... ten gold minotaurs... Elf leave. Elf no give gold, Minotaurs Elf make dead. Dead Elf food for child Minotaur. Maybe half breakfast." The Minotaurs think that this is very funny, and they make a godawful bellowing noise that might be their equivalent for laughter.
 
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"Here ten gold." I say with a smile, knowing that when we return he will lay with his back on the floor and an arrow in his forehead.

I head back to Patrick. "Well they didn't want to talk. Let us fetch the others and wipe them out," I say with a dark face. "That will teach them to mess with an Elf," I say quietly.
 

"Wipe them out ... All of them"

OOC: He will lay on his back when we return? What kind of sick, perverted Minotaurs are we dealing with?
 
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I enter the hut with a stern face."I see no other option then to destroy them all. I will make them pay for their behavior." In a lighter tone I continue: "Deepwinter, did you make dinner yet. I have had nothing to eat all day."
 

OOC: Wow we got a hut!?!?! Never knew that. Ow I just heard: Jabba wants it back...


"Why do you want to destroy them? What have they done to you? What was their behaviour? Enlighten us... And where in HIS name did you leave Patrick?"
 


To Ilan in silent Elven: "This cooking foilage surves my purposes well, but don't treat me as a lesser being in front of the others ever again. I need your respect at least and by all means I deserve it.

Furthermore for what I've heard, you behaved like a complete idiot out there. If you either want to die or loose all your money and equipment, save yourself the trouble, I'm your man. Leave the cows for what they are: mere cattle. I could have told you that they won't ever want to talk to you on beforehand. Next time you would be the wiser to consult me, you stick to what you do best, fact-gathering and slaying of these beasts"
 

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