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![]() "We're meeting some companions first," he told the woman, after sharing a glance with his companion, "after which I shall be glad to escort you to my people." As far as he knew, he was simply to bring the druid to meet the priestess and the knight, though there was a chance they'd require his service as well. If so, perhaps they could bring the dwarf along far enough to book her safe passage back home. They'd cross that bridge when they came to it...the important thing now was meeting up with their target, hopefully before word got back to the guild.
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The extra attention didn't bother Amy. Armoured knights, veiled priestesses and robed mages tend to draw the eye. To be honest, she liked being noticed. It reassured people that the ancient orders still kept watch over this land. The group made their way through the peaceful, pastoral countryside. In different circumstances, this would have been a pleasant journey. Eventually, they came within sight of a small village. Amy would normally have paid her respects at the humble shrine in the square. But Anya (as expected) wasn't inclined to visit. So Amy contented herself with a brief, quiet prayer from a distance.
Finally, the group drew near to their destination. Amy's pulse quickened as she moved through the rye field. Had they arrived in time to prevent a tragedy? She peered ahead. Ah ha! A female dwarf, being accosted by two men! The shopkeeper's wife was still alive. Now Amy just had to keep her that way. As stealthily as a tall armoured figure could manage, she stalked towards the farmhouse. These thugs would pay for their crimes! |
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Last edited by Landsknechts; Feb 26th, 2018 at 10:26 AM. |
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![]() Glancing at the half-elf with a brief, amused smile, he called out to the one who challenged them, "She is not being detained by us, my lady...ask her yourself. " He wondered if this were indeed the priestess and the knight; Delwin hadn't mentioned a third party. Then again, they themselves had apparently already picked up a third, so who knew? "Am I correct in assuming that I address the priestess who seeks a companion?" Berry avoided saying too much about who the companion was, just in case. He couldn't be entirely sure these people were who he thought they were, and he knew very little about them to begin with.
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Amy's righteous anger would find no conduit here. As it turned out, this battle was already over. The so-called 'thugs' were actually allies she'd been originally sent to meet. Like Tahira, Amy felt the influence of a higher power here. Through seeming coincidence, an invisible hand had guided her to exactly the right place.
Now that the threat had passed, Amy was free to relax. Anya and Mrs Irongut didn't need anyone interrupting their reunion. So instead, the knight greeted the two newcomers. "It seems our groups were already working together, even before we met. You have my thanks. Hopefully this is the start of a strong partnership." |
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![]() Upon finishing the bread, he drew out his pipe and tobacco, packing the bowl with loving practice. It seemed the taller folk needed to discuss plans, so unless they needed his advice on the actual journey, it seemed a good time to enjoy a pipe and take a quiet moment.
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Amy felt a surge of pride. Mrs. Irongut and Anya painted a grim picture of Khul Boldohr: The kind of place that swallowed explorers whole. But that only made this mission even more of an honour. Even knowing the task's extreme difficulty, Ser Bryan and the Presbytera had chosen Tahira and Amy for it. It was gladdening to know that the pair's superiors had such faith in their abilities. Amy would do her best to meet those expectations.
Anya's probing got nothing from the knight. Relaxed as Amy could be about protocol, she took orders very seriously. Besides, she didn't actually have many answers to give. "Not a chance. This is important church business. Strictly need to know." |
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![]() He couldn't suppress his grin, however, at the dwarf's treatment of the prisoners. He had about as much chance as dragging either one of them as he did pulling a cloud from the sky, but she was right...they needed to be dealt with. At the very least, he decided, I can restrain them from doing further harm. Heading toward the thugs with his pipe clamped firmly between his teeth, he withdrew a bundle of stout hempen rope, and proceeded to hogtied the two, front to front so they couldn't work at each others' knots. If they resisted too much, Berry was afraid the group would have little choice but to immobilize the men in a more permanent fashion, though he suspected the priestess would be a bit squeamish about such things. He himself was hoping to avoid such drastic measures as well, but he would do what needed to be done. Once he had the men tied, and gave a good tug to test the knots, he settled against a nearby tree, returning to his pipe.
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Berilac "Berry" Fairbairn - Halfling Ranger, Priestess Morgran Ungart - Mountain Dwarf Fighter, Dungeon Dive |
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