[WoT Adventure] Turn 4

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Jain Hadlin

"I was actually thinking it would be best if you went to the guard,Tomas. Dealing with that sort of thing is more your area of expertise, don't you think?"

I bloody well hope he goes for that. I know Pedron doesn't seem to like getting involved with the guards. I really don't either, even though i 've done nothing to warrent it.

 

[Tay-Dor]

Re: Jain Hadlin

"I was actually thinking it would be best if you went to the guard,Tomas. Dealing with that sort of thing is more your area of expertise, don't you think?"

I bloody well hope he goes for that. I know Pedron doesn't seem to like getting involved with the guards. I really don't either, even though i 've done nothing to warrent it.

Lord Tomas smiles at Jain's naivite. "It would be unseemly for a person of my stature to be seen 'fetching' the guard. All one of you need to is ask the guard to follow you. Once here, I shall be happy to do the talking."

 

[Enforcer]

Yuri Morotakai

Yuri returns Shalimar's hug.

"I hope you're right, Shalimar, that she's happy where she is. Maybe one say I'll go back, finish my training. Just not today."

 

[Shalimar Shiawase]

I am glad its so dark out here, or he would see me crying. I did tell him thinking about her makes me cry. She thinks as tears roll down her face. Glad for the darkness and its shield.

Sharrel, I am so sorry my baby whatever they say, you were real, I held you in my arms. You were real! and I... I left you. I am so sorry, I Hate Aes Sedai. I wish you could know sorry I am my beautiful little baby, you and your father. Yuri I am so sorry. I just can't do anything right. I didn't think to tell you till it was too late and now I can't fix it. I hate Aes Sedai sobbing violently her entire body shakes. She hugs he body into Yuri's like a drowning man clings to a life raft. Her body shaking. He would have to be a post not to hear and feel her.

 

[dscrank]

Bloody conceited fool! Pedron's wise enough to keep the names to himself. He waits to see if Jain will volunteer. Pedron has no desire to talk to the guards. He knows that he's about as convincing as a Trolloc. The guards might very well arrest him as a suspicious character before hearing out his story about a beggar who pays thugs to attack him.

If Jain doesn't volunteer, he says, "The guards probably won't believe me when I tell them what happened. Someone more convincing should talk to them. M'lord."

 

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Jain Hadlin, tellin Tomas a thing or two about a thing or two.

"Look, Tomas, this is the exact sort of thing that people find off putting. I understand that sometimes over coming your heritage can seem impossible, but i think you are capable of doing it. It realy isn't your falt you don't understand how the world actualy works. From your lofty perch it must be hard to look through the clouds."

Jain looks at the noble, right in the eye.

"It's time you learned a lesson. You asked for help, with the plan you wanted to go with. Pedron and I offered, out of friendship and kindness to help you and not leave you to do this alone. Don't you think the proper thing to do would be to respect our wishes and go deal with the guards."

Jain says all this in a calm voice, trying very much to not sound inflamatory. His tone is kind of the tone a teacher would use during an important lesson, calm, serious, and somewhat grave.

 

[dscrank]

Pedron flinches at Jain's tone. Can't the man see how condescending his lecturing is? Light, can't any of these people see that you have to deal with people on their own terms? You can't change people. You just have to take them as they are and deal with them that way. That, or go your separate ways.

"I don't know what's beneath a noble's dignity, so I can't judge whether you have a good reason not to go talk to the guards. I just think you could do it better than us."

 

[Tay-Dor]

"Look, Tomas, this is the exact sort of thing that people find off putting. I understand that sometimes over coming your heritage can seem impossible, but i think you are capable of doing it. It realy isn't your falt you don't understand how the world actualy works. From your lofty perch it must be hard to look through the clouds."

Lord Tomas looks at Jain incredulously, his face starting to flush. The nerve of this commoner..

Jain looks at the noble, right in the eye.

Impertinent commoner. Lord Tomas' eyes narrow and his brow knits together. His right hands grips the hilt of his sword hard enough to cause the knuckles to whiten.

"It's time you learned a lesson. You asked for help, with the plan you wanted to go with. Pedron and I offered, out of friendship and kindness to help you and not leave you to do this alone. Don't you think the proper thing to do would be to respect our wishes and go deal with the guards."

Jain says all this in a calm voice, trying very much to not sound inflamatory. His tone is kind of the tone a teacher would use during an important lesson, calm, serious, and somewhat grave.

Lord Tomas seethes. His face is completely red and his teeth are clenched. The indignities that I have been forced to suffer over the last two days. Light give me the strength. First those light-blinded women playing with the power pretending to be the creator. Now some goat-kissing commoner is going to lecture me on the realities of the world? Little knows he of the realities. How we Nobles sacrifice to defend the commoner's way of life. Do they have to worry about economic trade relations with other countries? No. Do they have to worry about maintaining political borders to provide safety for them? No. Bloody dirt-gubbers.

Lord Tomas takes a deep breath. "Take that tone of voice again with me, or dare lecture me and it will be the last thing you do. I have tried to be patient with you Northerners. I have tried to make allowances for your cultures lack of rigid social structure. But you would trample my own heritage in the dust and slap me in the face with disrespect. That I will not tolerate. I am Lord Tomas Menorian of House Menorian." Lord Tomas removes his hand from his sword hilt.

Pedron flinches at Jain's tone. Can't the man see how condescending his lecturing is? Light, can't any of these people see that you have to deal with people on their own terms? You can't change people. You just have to take them as they are and deal with them that way. That, or go your separate ways.

"I don't know what's beneath a noble's dignity, so I can't judge whether you have a good reason not to go talk to the guards. I just think you could do it better than us."

Lord Tomas nods, tight lipped. "I didn't think I was asking anyone to perfomr a complicated task. Since no one else wishes to go, I must do it myself." Lord Tomas stiffly strides out of the building, looking for one of the Queen's Guard.

 

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Jain Hadlin

Wow, that was an utter bloody failure, sort of.

"Oh well, somebody had try and explain things to him. A shame i didn't get my point across properly, it a lesson Tomas would bennifit from. I guess you just can't help some people."

Jain sighs and finds a place to sit down while he waits.

 

[Ashrem Bayle]

Ashrem walked down the streets of Caemlyn in silence. What is going on? Why where we set up? What is happening to me? Back there during the fight.... I almost lost it. He put a hand on his stomach, suddenly nausious.

Blood and ashes! I ran in like a light blinded fool. I could have ran into a dozen armed men. Stupid. Maybe Shalimar was right. I probably shouldn't have taken the coin.

He touched the jingling bag of gold at his belt. Still, I was nearly broke. This will serve as minor compensation for nearly killing me, but it will have to do. I miss home. Justice would be done there. There would be no involving the guard. Still, I shouldn't take my frustrations out on Shalimar. Or any of the rest of them for that matter.

He watched the people around him as he walked by. So content in their life. Will it ever be that way for me again? His mind wondered back to his first encounter with the Whitecloaks, the lightning that fell, The Aes Sedai that captured him, and his bloody escape. Now trollocs and ambushes by men dressed as Andoran guradsmen. None of it made sense.

Why am I still here? Friendship? I hardly know these people. I should just pack my things and head south. If these people and trollocs are after me, at least they will leave the others alone. I had hoped that Yuri, and maybe even Jain would go with me. Though that seems unlikely since they seem tangled up with the Aes S-- Accepted.

He kicked a loose rock. Light! What to do?