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<blockquote data-quote="Manbearcat" data-source="post: 6824622" data-attributes="member: 6696971">SAERIEThe dimness peels back and the warm light reclaims its place as the dramatic gesticulations and invocations of the satyr cease at once.&nbsp; A raised eyebrow and sort of a &quot;hmm&quot; look spreads over his face.He reaches down with his staff and hooks the strings of your coin purse.&nbsp; He tosses the weighty thing up into the air and catches it, making a brief face of delight when he feels the hefty mass in his hand.Without any form of acknowledgement or any care for negotiation, he abruptly &quot;about faces&quot;.&nbsp; Despite any protests, he walks back through the open door which, driven by unseen provocation, slams shut behind him.The few stray coins (the spilled ones - lets call it 6) of your 200 coin-laden purse are all that remain...[HR][/HR]OTTHORDespite your present lack of heraldry, the lieutenant and the corporal both recognize your authority, likely displaying special deference given your status at the epicenter of this.&nbsp; They part ways and bow to you, arms extended indicating that the prisoner is yours to claim.They aren't the problem.The boy's eyes grow wide and begin to simmer with ire.&nbsp; &quot;I'll be going nowhere with any of you!&quot;&nbsp; He hops back and kicks the door shut.&nbsp; The sound of his feet sprinting across wooden planks can be heard within.[sblock]Sure, you can still have Audience With the Summer Queen.&nbsp; Your fey anointment, and the power that comes with it, hasn't been formally rebuked at this point.[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Manbearcat, post: 6824622, member: 6696971"] [SIZE=3][B][I]SAERIE[/I][/B][/SIZE] The dimness peels back and the warm light reclaims its place as the dramatic gesticulations and invocations of the satyr cease at once. A raised eyebrow and sort of a "hmm" look spreads over his face. He reaches down with his staff and hooks the strings of your coin purse. He tosses the weighty thing up into the air and catches it, making a brief face of delight when he feels the hefty mass in his hand. Without any form of acknowledgement or any care for negotiation, he abruptly "about faces". Despite any protests, he walks back through the open door which, driven by unseen provocation, slams shut behind him. The few stray coins (the spilled ones - lets call it 6) of your 200 coin-laden purse are all that remain... [HR][/HR] [B][I][SIZE=3]OTTHOR[/SIZE][/I][/B] Despite your present lack of heraldry, the lieutenant and the corporal both recognize your authority, likely displaying special deference given your status at the epicenter of this. They part ways and bow to you, arms extended indicating that the prisoner is yours to claim. They aren't the problem. The boy's eyes grow wide and begin to simmer with ire. "I'll be going nowhere with any of you!" He hops back and kicks the door shut. The sound of his feet sprinting across wooden planks can be heard within. [sblock]Sure, you can still have Audience With the Summer Queen. Your fey anointment, and the power that comes with it, hasn't been formally rebuked at this point.[/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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