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[Haspen]

@Valor:

"You were always a little detached."

"First, I will hand you a small pill of poison and you will slip it into Christopher's drink. Secondly, after that, you will take Seyena and leave for Berebia, never to come back, and you will never again be bothered by me or Lady Prixima. As you will agree, this is an easy and simple deal."

[freeformschooler]

: "I say we do it. Suicide mission or not, we may be the last hope anyone has of taking out that witch. Of course, a few - Raquel, for one - might be a little hesitant to join, having no initial connection to Prixima."

[Blade Master Model 42]

"Except for the part where I poison a trained spy, yeah."

"... I understand you're offering me my life here. But y'know I need something for my trouble. I'm a professional after all."

[Haspen]

@Charlotte:

"Then she can-"

"Easily refuse to come with us, of course. She could stay with Magister Tiron for his safety, or wait for us here if she is so inclined. How many of your companions might be hesistant, though?"

@Valor:

"I'm not offering anything." Ernest slid his hand inside his long coat.

"But if you fail your this easy assignment, then by tomorrow morning you will no longer have a girlfriend."

[Blade Master Model 42]

Valor grit his teeth, but otherwise kept his anger in check. "But I have your word that once I do this, Seyena and I are safe. No assassins, no bounties, no more surprises from your lord?"

[Haspen]

@Valor

"Of course, as long as you migrate to Berebia. But that's not far from here, so it wouldn't be a problem. I believe that we have reached a consensus here?"

[Blade Master Model 42]

"What about Mercia instead? I'd like the chance to return home."

[Haspen]

@Valor:

"If that is your wish." He pulled out a tiny sphere, which looked like a piece of white candy, or to be more accurate, a sugary pearl.

"It dissolves fastest in alcohol. It should paralyze and choke Christopher within a minute after digestion, but enough vomiting or healing magic can remove the poison before it spreads. And you know what that means for Seyena." He reached with the hand toward Valor, ready to pass the little poison pearl.

[Blade Master Model 42]

Valor took the pearl in his gloved hand, and put it in his pocket. "Yeah. I get it."

[Haspen]

@Valor:

Ernest nodded, and then he began to get transparent, until he dissappeared completely.

"Do not fail." His somewhat distant voice came from behind the pile of barrels, and then Valor was alone. There was no puppy, and no kid, at all.

[Blade Master Model 42]

Valor quietly returned to the group.

[Sirus]

@ Mannan

"Hard to say exactly. I'm guessing quite a few will want revenge against her - everyone in this room included. And even those that don't might come along to help their friends."
"You said you managed to turn one of Prixima's officers. How will we recognize him or her? Code words or something?"

[Haspen]

@Gregor:

"Hmm, her name is 'Marpa' and she have been given something that will be involved with Magister Tiron's teleportation trick. I've been exchanging letters with her for some time... of course it might be all a fake and everyone in Prixima's castle knows about this and we will get killed the moment we land in her chambers." Dag coughed at this rather pessimistic view of the future.

"Sorry for that. But the last half year robbed me of much of my former optimism. Gregor, how soon would your friends be able to travel with us? Are you staying here for a while, or did you just arrive? I was hoping we could leave at tomorrow morning."

[Sirus]

"Captain Marpa's your contact?! I wonder if her husband's involved as well...and tomorrow morning? That's a little sudden; I would have to check with everyone else, see if they'd be ready."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I'll go ask. If Charlotte can't watch out for you - and you for her - I don't think I could do any better."

He gave Gregor a quick, reassuring smile, then left and went back to the wagon, politely closing the door behind him as he did. When he got the group, he waved to let them know everything was fine.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything. Here's the deal. There's a plot to launch an assault on a certain witch we're all familiar with and have no love for. It's likely we may not come back from it. So... are you in, or out?"