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[AbstractTraitorHero]

Geliebte opens her mouth and in a loud no nonsense tone definitely yelling reprimanding you.
"SIT THE FUCK DOWN AND LOWER YOUR FUCKING WEAPONS!!!"

[Nakéen]

The shaking of the wagon causes Brother Robert's beer to spill onto him. He looks up with a bored expression on his face; he was used to people with big egos over reacting. "C'me on, mate, calm den. I din' wanna make ya calm den, 'n 'either does 'ny one else."

Taros looks at Robert who just spilled beer onto him. He asks with a concerned look.

"What is happening in front ?"

Geliebte opens her mouth and in a loud no nonsense tone definitely yelling reprimanding you.
"SIT THE FUCK DOWN AND LOWER YOUR FUCKING WEAPONS!!!"

Hearing shouting, he stands up and get off the slow moving wagon to see what is happening.

[Chevaleresse]

"I TAKE ORDERS FROM NOBODY."

[Pencil_Art]

"Anyone can start, it really doesn't matter. Here goes mine." Tiel puts his bow on the caravan floor.

[spümpkin]

"Come on, snake-man. Killing everyone isn't a great honor, if you see my meaning."

Tiel gets his own bow out.

"HA! You know nothing of honor, archer. True honor issss desssstroying the enemy. And it'ssss Naga to you, ssssssmoothssssssskin."

"How disappointing I expected better from both of you. "

"Well, I care not for your expectationssss."

"Bloody 'ell..."
Brother Robert whips out a Bottle of Beer, and smashes it against the Naga's head, using the ancient technique of Banish The Swords Of The Unfaithful or drop the fokn knife 'n fight me 1v1 bruv. The Naga would drop his sword on the ground.

This does little more than piss him off, as his scales block most of the impact.

Caderyn brings his own blade up with one hand, prepared to fend off Ishtari's.

"Lower my weapons? We've a vicious monster in our midst."

"Pfft. Monsssster hassss no real meaning in thissss age. Humanssss, Monsssstersss, they're all assss evil as each other. Sssssurvival of the fittesssst."

"And I will not have a Naga threatening one, such as I-I!"
Freyja seems nervous, maybe even scared.

"Heehehehe... I sssssensssse your weaknesss. You are no true noble. A true perssssson of noble blood would never back down from a fight. Nor would they have otherssss fight for them."

"I TAKE ORDERS FROM NOBODY."

"Nor do I."

[SOLDIER First]

"It's not an order, it is a request. Nobody truly wants any blood spilled already, do they? If you kill one another now you'll be as good as thrown out of our group, and I can imagine the good that would do for either of you."

[Pencil_Art]

"Goddammit Naga, put your sword down."

[spümpkin]

"It's not an order, it is a request. Nobody truly wants any blood spilled already, do they? If you kill one another now you'll be as good as thrown out of our group, and I can imagine the good that would do for either of you."

Ishtari hisses in retaliation, but slinks back into his seat. He removes his grip on the spear.

[My Name is Immaterial]

"Thank you" says Taros, nodding to Brother Robert as a sign of understanding.

He takes a first sip at the brown beverage. The strong flavor of the brew fill his mouth, nose and lungs.
It burns his throat at first, but then a nice and soft flavor remains on the tongue.

"Good liquor warms the body and comfort the heart. This is indeed a strong liquor, but a great brew nonetheless."

He takes a bigger mouthful than before, and exhale in a satisfied manner.

"You said you made it yourself ? You have talent."

Brother Robert smiles, proud of the compliment he garnered. "Yer too kind. Ye ever 'eard the sayin' 'Don't trust a thin chef'?" He gives a meaningful grin.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Shina gives Ishtari a strange look as she rides behind the wagon.

[Chevaleresse]

Caderyn sheathes his blade and lowers his spear, but doesn't quite put the latter away just yet. "Hmph. And to think that our principles are so similar."

[Pencil_Art]

Tiel sits down on the floor.

[SOLDIER First]

"Thank you again, Ishtari.
Everyone, please, refrain from agitating our friend in the future. I, for one, will be very displeased if you do."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Well, you're all already at each other's throats and we're not even there yet.

This is going to be splendid."

[Projeck37]

"I did not order these individuals to fight for me. But it is you, that is dishonorable, and no true noble. For, you draw your sword upon those who do nothing to you, but try to keep the peace. Bloodthirsty reptilian."
Freyja grits her teeth, throwing her hood upon her head. She sits down.

((edit: damn ninjas.))