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Message: <blockquote data-quote="James Heard" data-source="post: 2856587" data-attributes="member: 7280">"And how well did that work out for you and all the rest of your like back in t'World Tav'? Because as I'm understanding it, you all went out hot for killin' and jus' came coming back and coming back fer dying. Maybe you stop to see the choices and you'd 'ave ent up with a lot less deaders filling yer fields? An' maybe you'd please yerself to remember that Q'Barra was built on people who decided that they had a choice other'n killin' each other as th'wind blows."Foreigner filth, it's not like his family is going to be dying if we escalate this..."Tell me, which of the Lizard tribes did this? Why? What do they want? It's not hard, Lizards ain't folks but they're alike enough to talk to. If they just want us dying then why are we still here? No? Then it's probably that they're jus' less'n you? There's racist nuts n'the ground- we don't need to water'en. They's at least as different from each other n'us from each other...And alike we're talkin' bout some crims bent on blood same as the sorts we have t'deal with here."Nelson rolled his eyes. "Three weeks, since when? Since Seawell was founded? There's always Lizard attacks. Lizards n' humans fight just like you probably did your fair sails worth of rapin' and killin' and didn't seem to be no mind about it when you got on that ship, aye? Fightin' and killin' thas all fine and dandy, but stupid is a wonderful way to meet your own about it and that's where you're headed straightways. Now, I know you've all got your idiot up n' about, that's clear. But you dying after goin' all out to kill lizards with no plan other'n follow'n trails and striking out w'murder in yer veins isn't just stupid fer you only - it's stupid for all of us'n town. You're talkin' enemies when you're too dumb n'thick-headed to think of allies. You're talking about "time", but you won' take none to figure out the hornet's nest other'n to grab ahold of it with two paws and start shakin'.""Now, what the lizards are about is a mess - but Lizards throwin' themselves at th'walls ain't petticoats to simper at the sight of yer blade pirate, nor soldiers preparin' an offensive, ne'er even trophies to wander their heads on th'wall. They's people, a strange and bitter sort, n'I think it's sort of sallow that I have to be th'one to remind you all. What gain we if we kill seven lizards and they respond with killin' twenty o'th'farmers on the outskirts of town. The lizards have been all red-eyed and deviltry recently, no doubt, but Sailor? Don't pretend your couple o'months here have taught you alike enough history to know when they're spitting and when they're at war. Their croakers ain't come out fur enough to the walls, n'they've not really made any attempts at single combat? Thas them takin' askance at us. Who has been pokin' around where they shouldn't in the Lizard's territory, n'wanderin' around in Lizard places is as aggravatin' and fire-stirrin' as it would be fer the Lizards t'be wanderin' around in ours. We Luttins know these things, 'cause we've been out there talkin' other'n be bringin' them t'sword and pretendin' we know.""Tell me true: If I was in on a ship, or in the army, and you gave me advice about the way things worked I reckon I'd have to trust you on the way things are. Some of you haven't been here as long as since I broke my voice and got my first hairs and you're lecturin' me about th'Lizards? Even Master Silversun knows if'n he wants to know something about th'Lizards he should ask a Luttin, even if'n he'd rather get fancy with an ogre rather'n make it happen. A Lizard is bigger, stronger, and sly as a middle of the road toad; they have differn ways n'us but I'm tellin' you that you trompin' out right now ain't goin' to be nothin' but you dyin' or getting others killed - or else if your gods are in yer pockets and you come out alive you jus' end up killin a bunch of people tha'look differen' n'you for no particular reason other'n you're an evil son-of-a-drunk pig with a feather in yer hat fer death.""My mother always taught me to stand clear of evil men and my pa told me to stand clear of stupid men. I think I should do no better than to stand far away from stupid, evil men." He paused and looked at the noblewoman. As he continued his voice was without the backward twang usually associated with it."And you, Khalia, do your teachings in your church support the senseless slaughter of innocents and risk of the greater good for the smaller? Does the church know its enemies by proclamation and announcement, or by consideration?""Because," Nelson said," it is very much a struggle for me to see how you could support the valiant and brave merely on pronoucement in the face of reason, or bravery that risks the lives of innocents, when other options - more peaceful ones - stand. I admit I don't know much about faith, or goodness, but as I am very much a hypocrite on small things I understand the nature of hypocrisy fully. When good people intend to do good and do harm by denying that they intend to do harm, when they deny that they might be doing an evil. Nobody is more dangerous than someone who imagines himself pure in heart, for his purity, by definition, is unassailable." His eyes became downcast, and his hair fell across the front of his face."Well I know I'm not perfect, and no I'm not goin' t'follow a damned fool to the wallow to kill hisself and others. And maybe everyone on this fool's fancy lives, because even th'blackest hearts aren't slick to luck neither - I know I've got more'n my fair share e'en when I've got six fingers in the'pies -but it won't because someone tried to shame me into doin' m'duty to the people I've known my whole life who's only been here fer a pig's lick. And it won' be off t'kill the Lizards when we don' know which Lizards have done all this mud. I ain't got enough conscience to spare fer stabbin' my neighbors in th'back in the dark, and I don't think you do either. What I am gonna do, is find out who did this and why, try to keep the Lizards from killin' evil fools along with born ones, bring back Miss Jina's brother without setting the tavern on fire by stamping on eggs, and do what needs t'be done instead of wastin' time on talkin' murderers away from their blades.""Please don't kill my family, and my neighbors, and my kin, by this foolish plan. Cease. I'd ask Master Silversun t'stop you, but Master Silversun would quit the sun from rising other'n admit a Luttin right. For what it's worth, even the dullest of you I don't wish the death I see fer you."A twinkle appeared in his eye."And no, this don' mean I won't rob yer corpse an' wear your boots - 'specially those o'you that got no place but violence in this town. Don' mistake my caution an' brilliance fer care." he grinned widely. "A man's family though, is his only true possession."He sobered."An' I'll get him back, Watchmaster, even if I have to whist'n the devil into Khyber. E'en if I'm off in the bush m'self to rescue bald fools from black. Because Mistress Silversun makes excellent pies, e'en if I might know something about what happens to them as falls from the windowsill. An' Mistress Jina has been patient with growin' boys as much as anyone. An' Jango helped push me t'ask Merrilee Anser out a coupl'a years ago and he was right - past th'eyepatch she really did know some things I'd never even considered properly.""I'll get 'em back, an' I'll tidy up what ruckus murderers make along the way, show blackhearts what vengeance proper fern n'needle like makes the most of here n'th'backend of forever, and I'll be back t'worrying Jina w'crass comments alike I never told you nothin' contrariwise by six days after, Master Silversun...But as much it spittle you're family too n'a way n'a Luttin don' stand aside fer family for no cause.""Just 'cause everyone's pegged Nelson Luttin round fer a square hole don't make three hairs on the backside of a hen. Some parts jus' fit the way the'do 'cause they's born that way, an' no feren murdererin', stealin', extravaggance makes one lick of difference to the way the wind turns round the world.""Mistress Juja, excuse me fer the floor."He spat and glared at Ari."Go along devil, take your horn an' mischief out where the blood won't stain my town.""Go on, I have to go find a mop, because even with not an ounce of manners I own more respect for the people of this town than you've ever given or deserved in return."Nelson went to find the mop. He'd spilled enough things in here in childhood escapes that he knew where it should be.OOC: And THAT was my Diplomacy check for turning the townsfolk here against "ferners and people who go along with that fool plan" I suppose. </blockquote>

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