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[Amperzand]

[At this point, the main relevant things going on are in need of Hache posting, or of Porkins deciding to explore Gwolf's shack. Murdoc can't really start giving orders until the realtime RP is finished, and I'd rather not just update conversational fluff while we wait. Your choice, though. Also, Murdoc can still check out [REDACTED], so he does have something to do while he walks up stairs.]

[Dustan Hache]

In the absence of a reaction from the Stranger...
Spark constricts about the Stranger's throat, leaving a sharp pointy bit on one side of their throat, a loop around their neck, and most of the rest of their mass on the other side.

The magus is rather angry.

"You lied to me, twice now.  I am not in the mood to be lied to, especially when it's likely that the person doing said is responsible for a zombie army and me nearly blowing my face off.
Explain.  Now.
And don't even think about trying to drain the magic from Spark here, you will most likely die when he falls backwards and the sharp, pointy tail pierces your throat and keeps piercing.

Not to mention that I'm actually able to defend against that sort of attack.

So tell me, why are you here, for real this time."

"I told you my reason for being here, and believe it or not, it is the truth. as for draining your pet, that was a fluke. I am honestly surprised with the results, and regardless of it do not want to repeat the experience.
Now, if you WANT to make threats, I could stop your heart with little more than a fingerpoint. would you like a demonstration?"

[TheBiggerFish]

"I assure you that you don't want to try that.

Is that the 'I'm a refugee' line or something else?

Because to be honest, I really don't believe that.

If you have any proof you have nothing to do with that army that pretty much followed you here, now would be the time."

[LordPorkins]

*Porkins enters the musterious shack*

"Woah, this place is cool! It looks so much smaller from the outside..."

*Porkins continues to wander among the various mechanical nick-nacks*

" I wonder which of these is making that ungodly Whistling."

[Dustan Hache]

"I assure you that you don't want to try that.

Is that the 'I'm a refugee' line or something else?

Because to be honest, I really don't believe that.

If you have any proof you have nothing to do with that army that pretty much followed you here, now would be the time."

"If I was somehow related to the army that attacked, wouldn't I be trying to raise the dead that you killed, or perhaps kill you while you were distracted by them?

On the same note, all I did was RUN AWAY from the battle. it was your little pet that attacked me first, along with your crazy foreman.
you expect me NOT to defend myself?"

He would look angry at the accusations, especially since he attempted to avoid the battle, not participate.

[Gwolfski]

*a drunken snore is heard from deeper in the shack*

[LordPorkins]

*Porkins perks up*

"Sounds like someones enjoying the many pleasures of alcohol! I shall join him!"

[Gwolfski]

*amid a tangle of machinery lies a makeshift bed and a desk. on the desk is a slumbering dwarf((me)), an empty bottle of pills, several bottles of beer and a lot of prototype weaponry and stuff. and a cat.*

[LordPorkins]

"Die Vile One!"

 knowing what dwarves and cats relations are, Porkins assumes the cat is going to eat the dwarf and attempts to kill the cat to save the dwarf from its stomach.

[Chevaleresse]

(I was waiting for Porkins to verifiably leave me alone.)

While I'm walking up the stairs, check out whatever's in my pocket.

[TheBiggerFish]

"You've convinced me, then."

Spark uncoils.

"Sorry about that, but you arrived way too... Pat."

[Amperzand]

(I was waiting for Porkins to verifiably leave me alone.)

While I'm walking up the stairs, check out whatever's in my pocket.

{Ah, sorry.}

{Updop definitely today.}

[Gwolfski]

' leave my cat alon... get awa- oh hello. who are you? hic.'

*waves a dabgerously looking gun around*

[LordPorkins]

"Wait. Your cat?"

...


"Oh no.... Youve been infected!"

[TheBiggerFish]

((*facepalm*))