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[ladyphoenix]

After the owl leaves, Ruby is clearly exasperated. "Gahh! I knew he couldn't be trusted.." she said as she stomped angrily at the ground. She runs over towards the listen of the group. "Listen everyone.." she says as she tries to draw everyone into a huddle as she begins to lower her voice. "Now I knew he was hiding something, that's why he asked me to leave. Thanks to the owl who just spoken to me. William is hiding something on his horse back there. Apparently another long blond haired man gave him something, but now he's on his way back so everyone be on your guard."

 

[izillama]

Clover just stared at Lacey incredulously while Ruby was off talking to the owl. She wanted to ask, but then was afraid of the answer.
So she didn't.
When Ruby returned and conveyed the information, Clover found herself crossing her arms and pulling out of the huddle resolutely. She stared at her friends like a commander, surveying her troops as she thought.
'No. Koln and Lacey definitely can't be trusted with this. If Ruby says he's hiding something, we have to be on our guard. And those two are sure to **** it up. No, I have to do something. Or this entire situation will go to hell.' She squeezed her eyes together, gearing up for what had to be done, 'Koln, I'm so sorry. Lacey... well, I could care less.'
She nodded, "All right. Well, we had better prepare for the encounter." Everyone (presumably) turned politely towards her as she spoke. She inclined her head towards Ruby, "Ruby? You'll be my right hand woman. You know the most about this Emerson guy, so you should be in on the action. Remember: it probably isn't wise to tip him off that we know he's hiding something on this horse. After all, we don't want him to know that you sent an owl to spy on him. Just keep your cool and pretend like you don't even know. Lacey? You weren't in the house with us when we went there, so he probably isn't expecting you. Why don't you try and figure out what this mysterious bagged item is while we have Emerson's attention, ok? And Koln? You're our wingman. Keep an eye on Lacey and keep an eye on us and be ready to step in with some muscle if need be."
Certain that she had everyone's attention, she braced herself, "Oh, and one more thing. Koln and Lacey? You may not speak until after our encounter with Emerson has ended."

(Yes, I know this won't work on Lacey. But erring on the side of caution (as usual) this is what Clover would try and do!)
(Oh, and I'm sorry, Mike! ^.^*)

 

[Strider_Koln]

Clover just stared at Lacey incredulously while Ruby was off talking to the owl. She wanted to ask, but then was afraid of the answer.
So she didn't.
When Ruby returned and conveyed the information, Clover found herself crossing her arms and pulling out of the huddle resolutely. She stared at her friends like a commander, surveying her troops as she thought.
'No. Koln and Lacey definitely can't be trusted with this. If Ruby says he's hiding something, we have to be on our guard. And those two are sure to **** it up. No, I have to do something. Or this entire situation will go to hell.' She squeezed her eyes together, gearing up for what had to be done, 'Koln, I'm so sorry. Lacey... well, I could care less.'
She nodded, "All right. Well, we had better prepare for the encounter." Everyone (presumably) turned politely towards her as she spoke. She inclined her head towards Ruby, "Ruby? You'll be my right hand woman. You know the most about this Emerson guy, so you should be in on the action. Remember: it probably isn't wise to tip him off that we know he's hiding something on this horse. After all, we don't want him to know that you sent an owl to spy on him. Just keep your cool and pretend like you don't even know. Lacey? You weren't in the house with us when we went there, so he probably isn't expecting you. Why don't you try and figure out what this mysterious bagged item is while we have Emerson's attention, ok? And Koln? You're our wingman. Keep an eye on Lacey and keep an eye on us and be ready to step in with some muscle if need be."
Certain that she had everyone's attention, she braced herself, "Oh, and one more thing. Koln and Lacey? You may not speak until after our encounter with Emerson has ended."

(Yes, I know this won't work on Lacey. But erring on the side of caution (as usual) this is what Clover would try and do!)
(Oh, and I'm sorry, Mike! ^.^*)

Will Save
1d20+5+2+2 → [16,5,2,2] = (25)

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2377245/

(If the Will Save worked see below.)
"...Why? Don't be foolish. Our quest is over, the pants have been returned. But if need be I will keep a look out. I always have your back." That last line did not seem to sound like Koln, as if his voice suddenly dropped pitch, or he had something caught in his throat.
In his hands is the bloodthirsty firegun, holding it as if it were a small animal, gently stroking its long oddly-designed barrel.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Hinterlands - Farm

"All right. Well, we had better prepare for the encounter." Everyone (presumably) turned politely towards her as she spoke. She inclined her head towards Ruby, "Ruby? You'll be my right hand woman. You know the most about this Emerson guy, so you should be in on the action. Remember: it probably isn't wise to tip him off that we know he's hiding something on this horse. After all, we don't want him to know that you sent an owl to spy on him. Just keep your cool and pretend like you don't even know. Lacey? You weren't in the house with us when we went there, so he probably isn't expecting you. Why don't you try and figure out what this mysterious bagged item is while we have Emerson's attention, ok? And Koln? You're our wingman. Keep an eye on Lacey and keep an eye on us and be ready to step in with some muscle if need be."
Certain that she had everyone's attention, she braced herself, "Oh, and one more thing. Koln and Lacey? You may not speak until after our encounter with Emerson has ended."

(Yes, I know this won't work on Lacey. But erring on the side of caution (as usual) this is what Clover would try and do!)
(Oh, and I'm sorry, Mike! ^.^*)

Will Save
1d20+5+2+2 → [16,5,2,2] = (25)

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2377245/

(If the Will Save worked see below.)
"...Why? Don't be foolish. Our quest is over, the pants have been returned. But if need be I will keep a look out. I always have your back." That last line did not seem to sound like Koln, as if his voice suddenly dropped pitch, or he had something caught in his throat.
In his hands is the bloodthirsty firegun, holding it as if it were a small animal, gently stroking its long oddly-designed barrel.

I don't remember Koln saving twice from Clover's Dominate abilities but yes, Koln did manage to save on this one and gets another +1 to his saves against her.

Lacey playfully pinches Clover's cheek "Oh what a cute little leader you are, of course you'll never have any real power over me. I'm as good as gone. Where am I going again? Oh nevermind, fate will guide my way! Or maybe just that pungent smell of manure.... I shall return." Lacey quietly moves across the road and pokes around in the woods, eventually you can't see her anymore.

Soon after Lacey disappears from site you hear someone approaching from the woods. A tall blond man appears in a long black overcoat. Ruby recognizes him as Emerson right away. He stops a few feet away from the group. He bows slightly and says "Good evening. To what do I owe the pleasure of such company? And I hope you all have a good reason because I'll have you know that I don't take kindly to people trespassing on my property." His voice is calm but domineering, and he has an air of authority about him that dwarfs Clover's.

 

[izillama]

Clover mouthed something not-too-nice at Lacey's back but decided not to let it get to her. What did she mean that she would never have any real power over her? Did Lacey know that she was trying to mesmerize her? Why would it work on Koln (though it hadn't this time, oddly) and not Lacey?
As she pondered this, footsteps suddenly diverted her attention back towards the roadway as a man stepped out of the shadows. Clover found herself drawing an unusable breath as she sized the man (whom she presumed to be Emerson) up, 'Mm... tall... blonde... impeccable fashion sense. Hm... what a lovely piece of eye-candy.'
As he drew nearer, though, she saw that he wasn't half the piece of smexiful man that she had hoped, and she felt her face drop into an involuntary, disappointed frown, 'Eh... ugly... Oh well.'
Then he spoke: His voice the well-oiled machine gun precision Clover had heard men at her father's bank use dozens of times, "Good evening. To what do I owe the pleasure of such company? And I hope you all have a good reason because I'll have you know that I don't take kindly to people trespassing on my property."
Immediately, Clover felt on the defensive. Emerson exuded an air of authority that even she herself didn't think she could match. And his words were definitely offensive... no question there.
She felt a quick pang of fear for her friends' safety but make sure to not let it show. Clover let her face relax into the well-rehearsed mask she would always use during debate: Enough to show calm and control, but not giving away any emotion.
She returned Emerson's bow (how cute!) with a curt nod of her head and drew herself up to her full height (not much), "Good evening, Master Emerson. What an honor it is to make your acquaintance."
Cautious yet confident, she strode forward and extended her hand to shake his in the universal gesture of business etiquette. Though short in comparison, she kept her head inclined to lock eyes with him.

(btw no, even Clover's not dumb enough to try and Command him)

Sense Motive on Emerson!
1d20+5 → [16,5] = (21)

(btw #2, I'm sorry for such long posts! It's been a dry spell for me in the game lately, lol)

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Emerson's Farm

Immediately, Clover felt on the defensive. Emerson exuded an air of authority that even she herself didn't think she could match. And his words were definitely offensive... no question there.
She felt a quick pang of fear for her friends' safety but make sure to not let it show. Clover let her face relax into the well-rehearsed mask she would always use during debate: Enough to show calm and control, but not giving away any emotion.
She returned Emerson's bow (how cute!) with a curt nod of her head and drew herself up to her full height (not much), "Good evening, Master Emerson. What an honor it is to make your acquaintance."
Cautious yet confident, she strode forward and extended her hand to shake his in the universal gesture of business etiquette. Though short in comparison, she kept her head inclined to lock eyes with him.

Sense Motive on Emerson!
1d20+5 → [16,5] = (21)

Clover
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He doesn't seem to have any evil intentions but it is clear that he is being cautious.
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Emerson gives Clover a look over turning his head to the side as he appears to size her up looking down at her as he does. He is about the same height as Koln. He takes Clover hand and grasps it firmly as he shakes. He then walks over to Dusk and strokes the horse. He says "The pleasure's all mine. I'll be taking my horse back. I don't know how you got him out here in the first place. He isn't normally friendly towards strangers."

 

[ladyphoenix]

Clover
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He doesn't seem to have any evil intentions but it is clear that he is being cautious.
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Emerson gives Clover a look over turning his head to the side as he appears to size her up looking down at her as he does. He is about the same height as Koln. He takes Clover hand and grasps it firmly as he shakes. He then walks over to Dusk and strokes the horse. He says "The pleasure's all mine. I'll be taking my horse back. I don't know how you got him out here in the first place. He isn't normally friendly towards strangers."

Ruby steps in quietly once William mentions Dusk before he leaves. "He says he wants to get out more and he seemed to really enjoy himself. I think he is just a little bitter that he has to stay in the stables," Ruby says with a hearty smile. "Before you go, we have something that might belong to you as I stated earlier. When I thought of your love for horses, it reminded me of you." She turns to Clover. "Can you take it out please?" she asked politely.

 

[Strider_Koln]

Ruby steps in quietly once William mentions Dusk before he leaves. "He says he wants to get out more and he seemed to really enjoy himself. I think he is just a little bitter that he has to stay in the stables," Ruby says with a hearty smile. "Before you go, we have something that might belong to you as I stated earlier. When I thought of your love for horses, it reminded me of you." She turns to Clover. "Can you take it out please?" she asked politely.

Koln remains silent with his arms crosses, sizing up Emerson from under the brim of his hat. (Let's see that Aura) He knows that Clover might give him an earful for ignoring her order to keep an eye on Lacey. Frankly, he doesn't care what happens to her, although he'd never admit it. He is going to stay right here. Ruby is powerful, but still immature in her abilities... plus he'd never risk the slightest harm coming to her. Clover's facade of confidence is going to get her into trouble, and he fears that he won't be there to save her when it happens. She reminds him of a lamb who tries to scare off wolves by dressing as a bigger wolf...

"Speaking of wolves and horses, that brings me to this urgent matter." Koln boldly breaks his silence, but resists the urge to take out his gun. "Who is that old man in that house, why is he drinking blood, and where am I right now? We can spend all night talking about wildlife but I prefer to get to the bloody heart of the matter. Time is short, that poor old man almost froze to death tonight!" With that, Koln quickly glances at Clover and motions for her to do something. She can only assume he means the horseshoe, but with Father Koln no one can ever be certain.

 

[izillama]

Clover continued to stare straight back into Emerson's face, feeling alarmingly bare under his gaze.
'It's like he can see right through me. Like he's trying to decide if I'd make a good snack...'
Despite his ugliness, she liked him. He was as cautious as she would be in a situation like this. And though she felt threatened by his presence, she found comfort and strength in the knowledge that he felt not unlike herself. Confident. Bold. Calculating. And sincerely businesslike in his attitude. He expected no crap from anyone. And he would extend the same courtesy.
Reaching blindly, she pulled out the piece of bent metal from her pocketbook. She extended it towards him prongs up (to keep in the luck!) and quirked an eyebrow, "We believe you're missing this? If not, that's ok. Just take it. Really. I won't miss it."

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Emerson's Farm

Koln remains silent with his arms crosses, sizing up Emerson from under the brim of his hat. (Let's see that Aura) He knows that Clover might give him an earful for ignoring her order to keep an eye on Lacey. Frankly, he doesn't care what happens to her, although he'd never admit it. He is going to stay right here. Ruby is powerful, but still immature in her abilities... plus he'd never risk the slightest harm coming to her. Clover's facade of confidence is going to get her into trouble, and he fears that he won't be there to save her when it happens. She reminds him of a lamb who tries to scare off wolves by dressing as a bigger wolf...

"Speaking of wolves and horses, that brings me to this urgent matter." Koln boldly breaks his silence, but resists the urge to take out his gun. "Who is that old man in that house, why is he drinking blood, and where am I right now? We can spend all night talking about wildlife but I prefer to get to the bloody heart of the matter. Time is short, that poor old man almost froze to death tonight!" With that, Koln quickly glances at Clover and motions for her to do something. She can only assume he means the horseshoe, but with Father Koln no one can ever be certain.

Koln
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William's aura is: RED AURA COLOR: The densest color, it creates the most friction. Friction attracts or repels; money worries or obsessions; anger or unforgiveness; anxiety or nervousness.

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