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I follow, glad we can get back on our way soon.
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17 heads with the group to the barn, the annoying habits of the organics seemingly comforting after all this time apart.
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Inside the barn were large bales of hay as well as rows upon rows of hanging wheat that was cropped from the fields. The adventurers ambled in one after the other, looking tired after their journey.
__________________There were some locals inside, human men with dark hair, using pitchforks to transfer allotments of wheat from one pile to another. They seemed to be wrapping up when Drogtor first entered. York recognised one of them as Dashnil Fenchurch. They seemed surprised but amiable, and stopped working momentarily to greet the impressive-looking party. One of them immediately began creating bedding of sorts from hay without asking. They seemed to have accommodated before. |
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Rakar wasn't sure what he was doing any more. After Ilin and Alliahs complete lack of help in hte mansion. He began questioning again if he should even do anything for the gods. He quickly dismissed the thoughts remembering what Istar said about his life becoming his own again after this was done. 'If i don't die first' I accidentally say aloud. Looking around the others quickly i hope none of them heard it. Looking around the barn i find a place off from the others and go sit down and watch.
__________________ooc: York you should introudce Dashnil to the rest of us. Most of all Arrob as Arrob still has that letter. And Hand in his backpack. |
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I call out affably. "Well, if it isn't Dashnil Fenchurch!"
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I jump onto the bedding, and fall asleep.
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Dashnil had not immediately noticed York, as his appearance was overshadowed by some of the... larger members of his party, but when his name was called out, he recalled him straight away. He, with only slight hesitance to approach the vicious looking fighters he didn't know, ran towards York and shook his hand.
__________________The name Fenchurch rang some bells in both Drogtor, aaroB, and Moobles' mind, but aaroB had ignored it and fallen asleep, and Moobles was staring at a wall upside-down. "I see you came to visit, York! Like you said, like you said. But where is Kale?" He looked around, fully expecting to see her. After a few minutes there was more than enough bedding for everyone in the party to rest. Ulrich and Lunulae had not entered the barn yet. Alliah and Ilin stood behind York and Alex, Ilin showing some curiosity in the conversation with Dashnil. |
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Before York had spoken and Dashnil had come over, I was idly looking about for a place to lay my gear, but the "Fenchurch" name perked me up, and I turned to the two and said, in a fairly loud, hostile tone, "Fenchurch!? I know a Fenchurch. It was a Machina and we killed it dead. I wouldn't take too kindly to have to find out there was another one - things that lock me in a huge prison ship tend to end up on the sharp side of my blade..."
I move in closer to the human and eye him up and down, and, after a brief pause, say, "Well? Spit it out or I'll force it out!" Intimidation Check Dice Roll:
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Rakar moved quickly and jumped between the human York had called Dashnil and Drog. ' I may call you a friend Drog, but this isn't some dwarf you can push around for information. This is a friend of York and Kale. Believe me when I say we won't have a repeat performance of the mine.'
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Oi - you weren't in the mine! Your character shouldn't know that :P
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17 plays the observer to this little encounter. At first she was pleased to see they had another friend in their midst, but with talk of Machina from the ship, she steeled over once more. She had a moment of internal conflict. A part of her was confused at how her comrades were at odds with each other, but a much bigger part of her realized how different they all were and wasn't surprised in the least; she was almost resigned to it. It seemed her memories were still coloured by the way she had experienced them. She would have to be careful with them, now that she was much more aware of her self and her surroundings. 17 released some steam and stood watching the confrontation, with keen interest, not only on the newcomers, but her allies as well.
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ooc: actually i was in the mine i saw the start of you bullying the dwarfs
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Good eye Yosho but Rakar was actually in the mine when you started bullying and left shortly after.
__________________Dashnil's friends, who had made the beds, did not jump to his side when he was confronted by the orc. They cowered instead, inching their way around the group in order to escape the barn. Alliah clutched her spear tightly, but Ilin did not move. She watched Rakar intercept Drogtor, and looked on with a pale stare. Dashnil looked at York, and before he could say anything, he talked: "My father was world-reknowned, at least among businessmen, as Fenchurch," he spoke, looking Drogtor in the eye and not faltering, but never once looking to oppose. "Although it is our family name. He partook in the first flight of the airship, he did, and... and he never came back. But my father was not a machine - the most red-blooded human, he was. Strong as steel, will and muscle." Dashnil stood proudly dwarfed by Drogtor's massiveness. |
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Slightly taken aback by the whole situation and seeing that this Fenchurch did not seem to pose an immediate threat, I grunt and say, "Hmph. Well the Fenchurch we put our blade through was most definitely machine, and not a happy one... Perhaps our dwarf friend can tell you more, I believe his soul was temporarily invaded by Fenchurch's after he slaid him with his own blade..." I go over and kick aaroB (not hard, mind you) until he wakes up, saying "Dammit dwarf, wake up, this man wants to know about Fenchurch. You remember - the mach with the little sword that drove you insane?"
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