Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult" (IC)

As the group proceeds to the valley, Tuk takes his place in front, next to the paladin. His chains still warped in his body, although he has his arms free, each hand holding one big heavy iron ring. The mercenary walks a little sided, to his left precisely.
"Stop your mumblings you two" He addresses Jhon and Rosalia. "You had your chance to speak in town, now wait until we are in a safer place. With that noise you make, we can't hear the surroundings, and any other creature out there could hear us easily. Use your heads, please, not your mouths." The man says in an intimidatingly low voice, as he tries to spot anything at the sides of the road as the group moves forward.
 

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Ooc: Once everyone has a post in we'll move on totally out of town. Even an ooc post in this thread a8cknowledging you ar done in tow.
 

"Oooh naughty naughty Tuk.. how can you comment silly boy? you make as much noise as a 20-chariot convoy with your chains!..
and look at you! holding both these rings?
How do you do when, you know, nature calls for a break? You still hold these rings??.. hi hi hi
Or, maybe you're afraid that those rings will sound like the steeple's bells if you don't hold them??"
Rosalia replies with her ferocious humour.

As they leave town, she looks back at her group and thinks. but he's right, we don't do a very discreet group.. maybe I should go ahead.. and she unconsciously add a couple of feet of distance between herself and the nearest person.
 


Not one of many words, Grok had simply nodded to John when he introduced himself. He felt it better if Roderic spoke on his behalf as he was the more elloquent one.

As they began to make their way out of the town though, John asked a simple question as to the leadership of the group. He harumphs audibly and states matter of factly. "That be Roderic of course. Pelor have decide to show mercy to town and we ones to bring it."

Grok then hears the one in chains speak again. He states flatly to nobody in particular, "Grok not like him much."
 

"I agree Grok.I am not so sure about him or that one either." he nods to jakobee aas he says this in a not too loud tone. "but that could only be my imagination"


Then to all he says, " I believe I am ready to travel. on"
 

Scrag keeps pace with Rosalia, having no intention of letting her wander off by herself.

He also entertains visions of stringing Tuk up by his chain from the nearest tree.
 

"Stupid woman, I've stop the noise of the chains since we left town. That's why I hold the rings. Now shut your trap at once and remain behind me." The man says stoicaly, with his emotionless voice. "Do not speak me like that again" he says in a whisper as he takes the lead ahead.
 


Hearing Tuk's reply, Rosalia stops and turns to him her hands on her hips, her beautiful eyes staring at him furiously. She's about to answer when a grave voice snarls from behind her. She's surprised and taken aback. She looks at Scrag then Tuk and back again, unsure how to react.

Finally, she says, looking at Scrag a bit embarassed: "Err, thank you Scrag.. you're.. a gentleman..
This man is rude, has simply no manners nor sense of humour whatsoever and doesn't deserve we waste our saliva for him. Let's move on!"


Holy mother.. the troll.. he's looking after me.. protecting me.. wow.. he.. he must be the one!.. thinks an astonished Rosalia as she starts walking again, feeling the tall figure of the troll behind her.
 

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