Shackled City - Chapter II

[Majin]

OoC: Elyas is healed to full.

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At the bard's request for the money the beholder sighs impatiently. "Yes, yes, whatever you prefer, it matters not," it says dismissively as the veiled woman retrieves the purse again from her robes and tosses it to the half-elf.

With that the beholder approaches the child. "It is time child. Come, and you will be returned to your orphanage." Seconds later the three are gone.

 

[hippocrachus]

Orpheus pockets the money quickly and calmly, attempting to conceal the transaction as best he can.

 

[Verbatim]

As the beholder fades from sight with his companion and child, Zeric's fiery gaze rests on the dandy.

"You arrogant greedy bastard. That money is covered in the blood of every slave that has passed through these dark halls. It is not your place to take it, nor was it our place to take it. Perhaps if the caretaker of the orphanage received it, she could used it to help those who can't afford the finery that you flaunt."

Zeric took another step closer as his voice grew icy and menacing.

"There are weapons that you can sell, a chest of coins above, paintings to be appraised, and the finely crafted instrument that I handed over to you, but I guess that was not enough for you. As far as I am concerned, you are no better than the trollkin who we faced. May Cuthbert watch over you dandy, as I no longer will."

Turning to Raven, Zeric pointed to the body of Kazmojen.

"You have an axe girl, get to using it. A body that is seperated can not heal."

 

[kirinke]

"Just because you think others do not know a language, does not mean they are wholly ignorant of it." Alinis tells Orpheous dryly in Draconic, a language she learned from her parents, who had hoped she would follow in their sorcerous footsteps.

"And Zeric is right. He is a hexblade, and has more honor than you." she said icily in common.

"We will give that money to the church." she said with finality. "There will be other spoils Orpheous, one's that are less bloodsoaked." she turned to Raven.

"Axes won't do any good I think. The only sure way of keeping something from coming back is to burn it."

 

[Verbatim]

As Zeric heard the bow maiden use his name in speaking to the dandy, Zeric turned and with the same chilly calmness addressed her as well.

"What the church has deemed to call me is none of your concern, and neither is my honor. If you wish to speak to the dandy, then do so on your own merits, do not compare the two of us again."

Sensing Raven's hesitation, Zeric looked around and saw the torches lining the walls of the room.

"I will get the fire, you just make sure you remove the head first."

The time for discussion over, Zeric turned his back on the others and walked towards the torches.

 

[kirinke]

Alinis shakes her head and goes to help Raven with the unpleasant task of head removal. "The next guy that says doing good is glamorous is going to get his balls kicked in," she tells Raven dryly.

That guy definantly has issues. she thought to herself.

 

[hippocrachus]

Orpheus shrugs-off the hexblade's remark about the money easily.
"Where in the nine hells are you from?" he says, looking down at his military uniform indignantly.
'Finery'... Idiot.

 

[Dhes]

Getting up after Orpheus has healed him, Elyas tries to get the stiffness out of his limbs.
“I for one think you where right in taking the money, that’s 50 platinum that the Thing can’t use to purchase more slaves.”

 

[Mimic]

[sblock] Sure, I have a busy day at work and you guys go on a posting spree [/sblock]

Althron can only stare in shock at the sudden appearence of what his elders call the terrors of the deep, monstrously evil, able to a host of things that seemed beyond reasoning. They were only rumor, he had believed that they were just stories that parents told young ones to make sure they behaved themselves...They were supposed to be deep within the underdark, what was it doing this close to the surface and why was it interested in the boy?

[sblock] I know I don't have any points to properly identify the beholder, but being a Dwarf I figure he would at least have heard stories/rumors about them, so I made it pretty vague. Hope I didn't overstep my bounds here[/sblock]

He watched mutely as the money was exchanged and the boy was taken, not that there was much he or any of the others could do about it, he whispered a quick prayer of thanks to St. Cuthbert that Zeric didn't attack it out right. Once the thing was gone the arguing started once again, with a small sigh he stands, he had hoped that they would be all beyond this point by now.

"Enough all of you, there are still other childeren here. They have already witnessed enough death and destruction, they do not need to see what needs to be done." He says glancing down at the half-dwarfs body. "Raven, Alinis, please take the children out into the hall, guard them there until our task here is complete. After that we will escort them back up to the surface and then return to retrieve the others that are still held prisoner here."

 

[Manzanita]

Raven

Raven's eyes still smoulder with hatred at their fallen foe. But she nods at Althron.

"Very well. Come children. You will be safe with us. We will return to the orphanage now. Come."

As she ushers them out, she moves close to the dwarf. "Trollkind can be hard to kill, I hear. Be certain of your work. Take you time." She starts to leave then turns back. "And search the bodies."