Smashed World, Part II

[Dalamar]

The young woman on the chair hesitates for a moment and lowers her gaze. Then, slowly, she raises her hand and pulls down the face-covering part of her mask. To no surprise anymore, the face revealed is that of miss Chendra. While she is clearly trying to keep a determined expression, tears are slowly starting to form in the corners of her eyes.
"I don't want to go back..."

 

[Jarval]

"My lady, if we were here just to keep you under lock and key, we would have already escorted you back to your apartments, informed your father, and placed the house guard so you could not escape again. Be in no doubt, we knew your identity before we entered this room." Lorcan stands, and pushes cell door closed.

"And yet we have not. To all knowledge, you are an incompetent thief who we are free to release when we see fit. The guards have been dismissed, and it would be the easiest of tasks to let you slip now. But I need to know why you would flee your home, and what is to the best of my knowledge a happy event. Your father seemed to suffer a parent's concern when we reported you missing. If we are to leave him in such pain, we need a good reason." He stops, and looks Chendra squarely in the eye, ready to listen to her words.

 

[Zack2216]

Haplo nods in agreement.

 

[Zhure]

Durban

"Ah, I suspected at the time, then let myself get distracted. Very clever young lady. My friend speaks true. We're only here to protect you, not force you on some path of action."

 

[Dalamar]

"It's just that... I want to see the world... if I get married, I don't have the freedom! ...you wouldn't understand..."

 

[Jarval]

"I understand a little. I've not been able to have many things I've wanted in life, and belive me my life has been hard at times.

"But how about the man you are to marry? Do you love him, or is this purely a matter of political convenience?" Lorcan inquires gently. "If you're being forced into this marriage, then by the Gods, I'll make sure you're out of this city by the morning."

 

[Zhure]

Durban

"I too wouldn't want anyone to marry against her wishes," Durban says, concurring with Lorcan.

 

[Dalamar]

"Well... it is an arranged marriage... but he's a nice boy and all... I think I could learn to love him... with time..."

 

[Jarval]

"Would you give us a moment, m'lady?" Lorcan makes his way out of the cell, then speaks quietly to his companions.

"What are we to do here? The girl doesn't seem sure of her own mind, but I am loath to leave her to lean to love." He absently smoothes down his sparse beard with one hand as he speaks. "If we let her go, we'll have to take some responsibility for her, because Gods know I don't think she can take care of herself. But if we leave her here, we resign her to a life of confinement."

 

[Howling Coyote]

“We’ll normally it would be more or less fine with me whatever decision she makes, but we are currently on her fathers payroll. Normally defying the employer wouldn’t bother me much either, but a mayor is a powerful individual, so we’ve better think this carefully.

“I guess my opinion is that she’s an insecure young lass who probably wouldn’t survive in the real world for long. You do remember how rosy picture she had about the life on the road don’t you.
“I say that we disappoint her by turning her in, and in the end collect our pay from the mayor.”