Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

[Swordstar]

Alaria frowned slightly as she considered.

"While returning back might be what the council would rather us do, I must admit that remaining here is appealing. Not only would it give us a chance to rest but... The situation is not right. You can tell that as well as I can I suspect. Perhaps it is time we start making the council give us some answers. First we get dropped into the middle of a bandit attack now this... Could all this really... Well anyways. What are your thoughts? I've noticed you tend to have a good combat  sense even if you don't have the sense to get rid of that sword."

[GiglameshDespair]

Shilleka recoiled.
"Yer go' me!"
She wiggled her fingers dramatically.
"I lai' me spoopy cur' 'pon yer, in der ri'ual where I dan'ed in der moonligh' an call'd 'pon e'il gods..."
"...jus' so yer be'ome incompe'en'."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"...Spooky. You meant spooky. How in the hell can you work magic when you can't even talk?"

[GiglameshDespair]

"An' I c'n oose ma'ic when yer can't, so oo's der wun no' spea'in' prope'ly, eh?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Still you."

[GiglameshDespair]

"Den I mus' jus' be a ge'ius."

[CrimsonEon]

Kaldach shook his shoulder, the Devil's Sword still hanging off of it.
: "I get paid to take stupid risks, not suggest them."
The mercenary opened an eye, pupil narrowed at Alaria as he spoke as quiet as his gravely voice would let him.
: "...Hmph, now that's rich, hearing you talking about making the council 'answer'. Sounds like something's got you rattled enough to ask questions." He heaved a heavy breath and continued,  "Well I can't say much that wouldn't be guesswork, Cleper's your court, not mine. I don't have much dirt to go on casting doubt on them, 'specially when they're holding a knife to our necks. To me, I was told to investigate rumors of the Emblem being held here. From a business standpoint, all that we'd need to do now is just report back. You on the other hand know a few things. So you tell me, why should we doubt them?"

[Swordstar]

Alaria hesitated, perhaps realizing she had said too much and then sighed.
"Look, I'm... I was raised for most of my life in Cleper. Things lately though... Things have been different. Not in the city, in the world. The king talked about storms... Well I know what he's talking about. Bandits, reports of monsters, even natural disasters. The council assumed it was the fire emblem which makes sense given what happened all those years ago but still... We never saw any messenger from here. Either he's lying, or something... Someone wants war. And not just a spat between two countries which would be bad enough. But full out war between everyone. No one safe. And I can't help but worry that someone manipulated the council into doing this. Not that they're the problem of course. But they have advisors too. And there have been a few new ones recently. This was handled poorly and I can't help but think it's sometime pulling at the strings..."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Taft decided to ignore the goat girl in favor of what Alaria was talking about.

"Probably arms dealers. Follow the money, I say. Just buy your way onto the council, start a few wars here and there, and sell weapons to both sides. Boom. There's a tidy profit."

[CrimsonEon]

The mercenary sighed, half in exasperation, half in contentment at finally getting some information.
: "There, was that so hard?"
He glanced over at Taft.
: "I'm thinking just 'arms dealers' are a little too small scale to influence the council to ship off to war on that scale. Either way, sounds like it's just enough to bother trying to sort this." Kaldach looked at Alaria again, "...First thing's first, though. You said you've got charms to warp us back. You're the one who makes the call to activate them, not the council, right?"

[Swordstar]

Alaria winced.

"Err... not... not quite. I... I just wanted to try and make sure you wouldn't kill me and leave. I can report in with the council via the stone I showed some of you earlier but I can't actually... warp us all..."

[GiglameshDespair]

"Der ob'ious ans'er ter me woul' be sumone tryin' ter wea'en bo' si'es, more dan tryin' ter make a p'ofit."
At Alaria's comment, she smiled slightly.
"Is dat so, hmm..."

[Solymr]

Edgar looked at Alaria and then facepalmed.

: ... Well, seems like our choice has been made for ourselves.

: Don't worry, we won't kill you, but we aren't forgetting this either. Don't make threats that you can't back up.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Yeah, you're right big guy. It's hard for us smalltimers to make much of a profit when there's a war on. I suppose we'd better see about stopping it so everyone goes back to being peaceful and unsuspecting."

[Swordstar]

"Don't. I'm trying to work with you all here. Something is clearly wrong. And besides, if you kill me, they'll know. The rock will send a final signal and then die. And given I'm fairly certain they attached a tracking spell to at least one of you, they would find you. But I don't want that. I... I'm going to ask they release you from this. You've done what they asked and more importantly you don't belong in this mess. It's not something you should be risking yourselves for. So hopefully after all of this, it will be over."