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<blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3344864" data-attributes="member: 11760"><p>Tucker moves between Pick and Hazel, hands still held about shoulder high, palms out. His sword is stuck point first in the ground, but his mace is still tucked away between his back and his pack.</p><p></p><p>"Tock Chandler. He's the only one who stole from your ... brethren? Comrades? He's not here, although I don't think we'd have much complaint about giving him to you if he was. The six of us took nothing from your deceased, so you have no complaint with us."</p><p></p><p>"'Corpse-robbers?'" Emmerson looks at Renraw, his eyes shinning with fury "What in Lothian's name are you saying to them? Speak in Imperial, Renraw! I suddenly have the idea that you being the sole way of communication would benefit you and you alone."</p><p></p><p>The paladin turns to the kobolds' leader.</p><p></p><p>"We have not stolen anything from kobolds. We have no problem with you and your group today. Go tend your matter and leave us to our affairs."</p><p></p><p>"You people," Renraw laughs, awkwardly, running his hand through his lank hair. "You're REALLY straining the limits here. If you do as they say, there's a chance we'll live through this."</p><p></p><p>"Our chances were severely depleted once you opened your mouth," Emmerson snaps. "Kat, could you translate for us what Renraw said? Just to be clear on his intentions to the group?"</p><p></p><p>"Leach!" Renraw glares at Katadid furiously, "<em>If you want to live long enough to have access to my library at home, honesty is not the best policy here! There are HUNDREDS of books to read and count and categorize! If you tell them the truth, you'll never see the inside of my house. Tell them that I'm negotiating our release! It's partially true, anyway.</em>"</p><p></p><p>"Renraw," Hazel says in pins her gaze on his face. "I may not speak the language, but I know a liar when I see one." She raises her voice slightly, just enough to feel certain the kobolds are listening. "And whatever else these folk are, they're clever enough not to be taken in by your pathetic scheming."</p><p></p><p>Renraw leans in to whisper angrily to Hazel.</p><p></p><p>"Yes, I'm lying, you imbecile! Do you honestly believe they're just going to let us free without some finessing? More of them will be here at any moment. Complying, for now, is the best solution. If the situation becomes intractable, I can try to put them all to sleep!"</p><p></p><p>"I think we'd all rather you put yourself to sleep," Hazel mutters. "At least then your lying mouth would be silent."</p><p></p><p>"Nothing angers me more than a craven coward," Emmerson snarls at the wizard. "Renraw Kem, when the time of reckoning arrives, you shall be dealt with."</p><p></p><p>"A coward I may be, Grant," Renraw replies coldly, "But you'll be dealt with sooner than I, especially if you don't use your head and do what I say. These lizards are playing for keeps."</p><p></p><p>"All I know is that after talking to you, suddenly we're corpse-robbers," Emmerson whispers between gritted teeth. "As much as you'd like to distance yourself from us, you will share our fate."</p><p></p><p>Renraw's eyes bug out an unhealthy distance as he strains to keep his voice a whisper</p><p></p><p>"I said nothing of corpse-robbing! They must've already known about their fallen kin. By Blurrah's tears! You're going to get us killed, you self-righteous turd. I'm working in our best interests, now leave me be!</p><p></p><p>"<em>Honored sirs</em>," Renraw says, turning to the kobolds, "<em>I beg of you, these men will kill the boy and me because we aren't like them. We hold your people in only the very highest regard. He and I are the only ones that have bothered learning your language, understanding your culture. Go on, Kat, tell them. Please tell them, Kat. Remember the library, and all the books.</em>"</p><p></p><p>"I told you to be quiet," Emmerson growls. "Each word you say in a language I don't understand pollutes whatever remaining trust I have in you."</p><p></p><p>The kobold leader looks at Renraw, baffled.</p><p></p><p>"You remember I speak Imperial, softskin?" She gestures with her pick. "Get on your knees and put hands on head. You try and cast a spell, we shoot you in face."</p><p></p><p>She beckons to Hazel, urging her away from Bufer and the rest of the group.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Whizbang Dustyboots, post: 3344864, member: 11760"] Tucker moves between Pick and Hazel, hands still held about shoulder high, palms out. His sword is stuck point first in the ground, but his mace is still tucked away between his back and his pack. "Tock Chandler. He's the only one who stole from your ... brethren? Comrades? He's not here, although I don't think we'd have much complaint about giving him to you if he was. The six of us took nothing from your deceased, so you have no complaint with us." "'Corpse-robbers?'" Emmerson looks at Renraw, his eyes shinning with fury "What in Lothian's name are you saying to them? Speak in Imperial, Renraw! I suddenly have the idea that you being the sole way of communication would benefit you and you alone." The paladin turns to the kobolds' leader. "We have not stolen anything from kobolds. We have no problem with you and your group today. Go tend your matter and leave us to our affairs." "You people," Renraw laughs, awkwardly, running his hand through his lank hair. "You're REALLY straining the limits here. If you do as they say, there's a chance we'll live through this." "Our chances were severely depleted once you opened your mouth," Emmerson snaps. "Kat, could you translate for us what Renraw said? Just to be clear on his intentions to the group?" "Leach!" Renraw glares at Katadid furiously, "[i]If you want to live long enough to have access to my library at home, honesty is not the best policy here! There are HUNDREDS of books to read and count and categorize! If you tell them the truth, you'll never see the inside of my house. Tell them that I'm negotiating our release! It's partially true, anyway.[/i]" "Renraw," Hazel says in pins her gaze on his face. "I may not speak the language, but I know a liar when I see one." She raises her voice slightly, just enough to feel certain the kobolds are listening. "And whatever else these folk are, they're clever enough not to be taken in by your pathetic scheming." Renraw leans in to whisper angrily to Hazel. "Yes, I'm lying, you imbecile! Do you honestly believe they're just going to let us free without some finessing? More of them will be here at any moment. Complying, for now, is the best solution. If the situation becomes intractable, I can try to put them all to sleep!" "I think we'd all rather you put yourself to sleep," Hazel mutters. "At least then your lying mouth would be silent." "Nothing angers me more than a craven coward," Emmerson snarls at the wizard. "Renraw Kem, when the time of reckoning arrives, you shall be dealt with." "A coward I may be, Grant," Renraw replies coldly, "But you'll be dealt with sooner than I, especially if you don't use your head and do what I say. These lizards are playing for keeps." "All I know is that after talking to you, suddenly we're corpse-robbers," Emmerson whispers between gritted teeth. "As much as you'd like to distance yourself from us, you will share our fate." Renraw's eyes bug out an unhealthy distance as he strains to keep his voice a whisper "I said nothing of corpse-robbing! They must've already known about their fallen kin. By Blurrah's tears! You're going to get us killed, you self-righteous turd. I'm working in our best interests, now leave me be! "[i]Honored sirs[/i]," Renraw says, turning to the kobolds, "[i]I beg of you, these men will kill the boy and me because we aren't like them. We hold your people in only the very highest regard. He and I are the only ones that have bothered learning your language, understanding your culture. Go on, Kat, tell them. Please tell them, Kat. Remember the library, and all the books.[/i]" "I told you to be quiet," Emmerson growls. "Each word you say in a language I don't understand pollutes whatever remaining trust I have in you." The kobold leader looks at Renraw, baffled. "You remember I speak Imperial, softskin?" She gestures with her pick. "Get on your knees and put hands on head. You try and cast a spell, we shoot you in face." She beckons to Hazel, urging her away from Bufer and the rest of the group. [/QUOTE]
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