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[AbstractTraitorHero]

Ah caderny...is over there...hmmm i don't really need to be serious yet...people are generally happier when you speak very casually.

Geliebte walks over to caderyn.

"Hey caderyn."

[Chevaleresse]

The faintest hint of a blush is visible for a moment when he catches sight of Geliebte. "Ah, hello Geliebte. I was just telling Taros here about how I ended up on this expedition."

[Nakéen]

"Seeking fortune and glory, of course. The Church decided that someone of my martial prowess was absolutely indispensable on an expedition like this, and so they made me an offer I couldn't refuse." Someone observant might notice that his expression and intonation seemed a bit off toward the middle of his statement.

Taros noted a slight change in intonation in Caderyn speech, but didn't think much of it. He could get suspicious of course, but he wasn't one to seek to uncover somber secrets -except if it concerned the Church-.

"Haha, I'm sure you will quickly find what you seek if you have the talent and motivation."

Noticing Geliebte, Taros greeted her. Stating the obvious, he said :
"Greeting, you know each other ?"

[AbstractTraitorHero]

When she See's the blush she grins and in a teasing voice.
"cute as ever....yes we shared a tent last night"

[Nakéen]

Taros frowns a little.

"Oh, I...see. So it was you last night who... ah well. I prefer this over backstabbing each other."

[Chevaleresse]

Caderyn very quickly takes a drink of his beer. . . and continues to do so.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

"So caderyn tell me about yourself. "

[Nakéen]

Sensing Caderyn attitude changed upon Geliebte arrival, Taros just observed, not wanting to interrupt Geliebte.

[Sanure]

Beorhtric had been walking around the town, simply exploring a little. Finally he arrives back at the church. He looks up to check the suns position before shrugging and going in to see if he could find Syrgan.

He would find Syrgan, speaking with Father Brelen. Syrgan hands the Father a satchel upon seeing Beorhtric, then walks up to him, "Good to see you Beotrhric. I have your payment." He hands Beorhtric three of the cirns.

[Chevaleresse]

"Hm. Where to begin? I am a master of arms, and a more than fair smith, but I'm sure you knew that already. I also believe in bloody keeping my clothes on around strangers you thirsty wench"

[kj1225]

Beorhtric nods and takes the cirns.
"Thank you.... Now, I know I said I was on board with your plan from the beginning, but was killing her really necessary? And not only that, but doing so in a way that violated the terms of the duel. I realize what you are, well, now I do at least, but still it left a sour taste in my mouth that you did that."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

"clothes off now."
"Well I'm a holy Knight that was a soldier for 6 years and got the choice to become either apart of the Kings guard or a holy Knight."

[Nakéen]

Taros can't keep up his silence after hearing smith.
"You are a smith too ? What a coincidence, I happen to be one too !"

He points at the two-handed sword resting near the table.
"This was the last sword I forged before coming to the Frostfell Wastes."

[Chevaleresse]

"I see. Looks like fine work, from here, though I'd have to see how it holds up in battle.

Both my sword and spear were made by my own hands. Sadly, one can't work a piece of iron into a usable bow, not readily anyway, or that would be my own work as well."

[TheBiggerFish]

Niamh continues hanging around Lillian.