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Message: <blockquote data-quote="funkmamagoat" data-source="post: 5756024" data-attributes="member: 100581">Kirio sighs as Smeed walks away, he calls after him "have a good afternoon Smeed, apologies for the boys, they're a titch unsetled lately, death will do that.  Hope you enjoyed the meal, get a little pussy before tonight..." He looks from Bannock to Lars to Arnir "Well that went swimmingly, yes?"  He pours himself some wine, lifts the almost overflowing glass, and downs it in one long chug, small rivers of white wine flowing down his chin, then uncharacteristically lets out an immense belch, you're almost sure you actually felt it in your ribs "All of this stinks, but our cohesion as a group stinks even more.  Alright boys, three options as I see it 1) we convince tall and steely and short and furry to come, meet smeed, and spill some blood, hopefully mostly not ours.  2) We meet smeed, give him 500 GP, he tells us where f@ck face the half-breed is 3) f#$k smeed, stay calm, carry on.  We take out lowduke, stash the egg and go talk to a green f$%king dragon, get some air and what not, do us all some good.  I'm honestly for option 3 at this point... we've fallen in with... an unsavory bunch.  I know I'm a bit of a c@nt myself, but Priests of Mask, assassins, dirty little c#$ty haflings trying to shake us down...  I'm willing to go option 2, 1 makes the least amount of sense to me. What do you think Lars?  He waves Bannock over and pours everyone more to drink.  OOC: HAHAHAHA  Sorry for missing the meeting Kirio essentially set up guys... been a busy few days.</blockquote>

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