Alkalia sends a mental message back to Shilana... "OH GREAT, Why should I be bothered working with an entity with vampiric origins?" meanwhile she gives the man a look that could kill a troll if it didn't have the ability to regenerate itself.
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"Because he's probably too powerful for us, and I cannot attack someone who also serves the Raven Queen, even though I'd like to smash his skull as much as you do." Shilana told Alkalia grimly.
IC: Alkalia inclines her head, nodding in agreement with what Tyr has stated, but closing her eyes and sending a message to Tyr says "I think it best that we try not to anger this man."
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OOC: I am at GMT+8 so im usually in the future as far as you guys are concerned
IC: "Well I am pretty much the only formality you get, you can't really deny the Scourges, you either accept willingly with me, or decline in which case the usual tactic is to send someone to implant a Gaeas on you and pretty much have you do this regardless of how you truly feel about it" Nobody says casually, again the coldness and detachment in which he says this makes this increasingly unnerving "Personally I hate it when the higher ups do this, since you lot would basically end up as fodder since you would be likely to try to resist the Gaeas at some point most likely during a critical part of a mission causing you to die due to hesitation, so yeah You either take my nice, sweet offer, or you go to bed right now and by tomorrow your free will be worth absolutely nothing"
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"And what exactly is it your organization wants us to do?" Alkalia asks with a bit of hesitation in her voice. She isn't liking this, for all she knows whatever this group asks of her will cause her to lose her sanctity, and that is not something she looks forward to at all.
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As unscholarly as he is, even Sabic senses extreme malevolence emanating from this "man" Feeling as if he will soon make a decision he'll regret, despite Alkalia's presence, he walks over to Nobody and stands toe to toe with him. He exhales sharply and does something rare to those who know him. Speaks.
"Whatever you require."
With this he turns and heads towards the bar, confident he'll understand the details of the assignment whether or not he's around to hear it from Nobody's lips. If he is going to be conscripted by a ghoulish half-devil into some sort of suicide mission, he'll do so only after having what perhaps, may be his final hard drink.
Tyr inclines his head. "So a lackey, one way or the other. Well, I'd rather not be a lackey with strings, I suppose. Very well then." He replied benignly. If he's upset, he loses his cool. If he loses his cool, he might reveal things. Maybe not all at once, but...we'll see. And just...why...how are we talking like this...? He "replies" to Alkaila
"Now there is a smart lad, should have been a wizard" Nobody says with a chuckle as he sees Sabic head for the bar "As for being a lackey without string, well if that makes you feel any better who am I to steal that little bit of Illusion?"
Two quick hand signs between him and the barkeep produces a small bottle "Fey wine, much softer than the Ale and Dwarven Mead, wont kill ya but wont leave you with a splitting headache come the morrow" says the Barkeep amicably.
"As for what you will be doing, you will be hunting Nefret, or to be more precise the Dragonkin and other assorted reptiles which are in the ranks of Nefret, more than that i can't say right now since this place is too open" Nobody says calmly "Rooms have been prepared for the night, take your rest whenever you feel the need and worry not for you will be killing evil things soon enough"
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OOC: I guess you didn't play AD&D 2nd Edition Sep? Because Elven Wine as well as Faerie Wine is about 1,000 times more potent than Dwarven Wine and prone to giving people who drink it hallucinations....
IC: "I would be interested to learn how you or your organization defines evil." Alkalia spits the words with so much venom it isn't even deniable that she thinks this man is the evil one, not the ones he wants her to be hunting.
To Tyr she sends a message back "I am able to communicate to people and they to me via the powers of my mind."
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Hunh. Interesting. Was all Alkaila got back, as he placed a restraining hand on her shoulder. "There will be time to debate morality later, I'm sure. I suppose we should be off to our rooms soon, and check under our respective beds for boogie men or other such lovely things that go bump in the night."
OOC: Oh i played it, however the idea that Elves can handle stronger liquor than dwarfs is ridiculous in my view which is why in my game Dwarven Mead is the strongest thing in this Plane, since Devil Liquor is not easily accessible and Idun's Cider is nearly impossible to get with all the extra planar taxes
IC: "Oh that's easy enough, have you ever been to a slaughter house? well of course you have, you look the part anyways so im sure you have been, anyways remember all that gore, brutality and senseless bloodshed? well apply that to not only stock animals but every living thing, that's how we define evil and that's what Nefret thrives on" Nobody says casually and in icy tones, perfectly mimicking the venom Alkalia had used to him.
"If you do find such a boogey man ask it it's name, if they are named Roy let him know you took the deal, sometimes the higher ups place the guy there in advance just in case" Nobody says with a grin which fades away after an instant "If he isn't named Roy though do not hesitate to try and kill it" he adds with icy seriousness.
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"Um... problem with that, most butchers have to kill and cut up meat in order for a town to survive." Alkalia says plainly.
sending the message to Shilana, "I probably would try to kill it without getting its name anyways."
OOC: keep in mind that the whole sale slaughter of animals of the scale that we see in modern earth times likely doesn't quite occur in a D&D universe. Unless your D&D universe is set in a very early industrial age, Sep?
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OOC: No... i mean the type of carnage and slaughter of ye old times with the old knifes and whatnot, honestly i am not talking about the action wholesale, im talking about the savageness of it all and then applied in an indiscriminate and world wide scale... perhaps i didn't make the image clear enough?
IC: "Why yes, and so does Nefret for its followers, i mean last i checked Hydras, Trolls, Gnolls and Draconians where not picky on the type of meat, or the age for that matter, so maybe it is the Scourges who are in the wrong here i mean Nefret is just trying to feed their own, we are certainly silly for wanting to stop the killing and cutting of people and other sentient being in order to feed those well meaning members" Nobody replies sarcastically, a cold edge clear in his voice.
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"As long as you are only planning to have me involved in putting a stop to creatures that my God would agree are considered a scourge on civilization then I have no problem with it. However I will not be party to anything that risks me falling astray from my faith." Alkalia states extremely bluntly.
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"Should i sleep with a dagger by my bedside then? Since you are spitting so much venom I am assuming you have been informed of my nature which is the source of all this pathetically misguided anger, either that or your in your time of the month but since i don't smell any bleeding nearby i don't think your just in that point of the season" Nobody says flatly "Whether you believe me or not does not matter, you either follow nicely and see the truth for what it truly is, or you get turned into a mindless servant, whose only job will be to take the point in any fight since you will be the most expendable, personally i don't mind either option but you raise the chances of success and effectiveness if you choose the first one"
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Tyr interjected. "And I'm sure we'd all like to keep our innards in. Correct?" He said with a meaningful glance to Alkaila. Irritating him is one thing. Provoking him altogether is a whole other.
Shilana gently put a pale hand on Alkalia's shoulder, and stared at her in a way that told the girl just one thing: Stay calm. She then waited, absorbing the information that was passed around the table in silence.
"Well if that's really all the questions you have you would do better to retire for the night, we get up and set off before the break of dawn, that way we all get to do whatever rituals our gods ask us to do well into the road where i can be sure privacy can be easily acquired than here" Nobody says casually "the last member fell asleep on the way here so i had him placed in his room ahead of time, don't worry Roy will fill his head of pretty much all the information that was shared here today and we can do a brief introduction tomorrow before leaving"
Nobody then stands and literally walks into a shadow and disappears only to pop back out a moment later "Oh yeah the Barkeep knows already so just mentioned your N's charge and he will give you the keys, will catch you guys in the stables tomorrow right after i return from reporting to the higher ups that everything went as planned and you are all on board and eager to start like lasses on your wedding night" he says with a chuckle and a grin, the first grin that reveals his full set of teeth as well as the fangs on his Vampiric Heritage, he then disappears once more into the shadows.
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IC: Alkalia inclines her head, nodding in agreement with what Tyr has stated, but closing her eyes and sending a message to Tyr says "I think it best that we try not to anger this man."
IC: "Well I am pretty much the only formality you get, you can't really deny the Scourges, you either accept willingly with me, or decline in which case the usual tactic is to send someone to implant a Gaeas on you and pretty much have you do this regardless of how you truly feel about it" Nobody says casually, again the coldness and detachment in which he says this makes this increasingly unnerving "Personally I hate it when the higher ups do this, since you lot would basically end up as fodder since you would be likely to try to resist the Gaeas at some point most likely during a critical part of a mission causing you to die due to hesitation, so yeah You either take my nice, sweet offer, or you go to bed right now and by tomorrow your free will be worth absolutely nothing"
"Whatever you require."
With this he turns and heads towards the bar, confident he'll understand the details of the assignment whether or not he's around to hear it from Nobody's lips. If he is going to be conscripted by a ghoulish half-devil into some sort of suicide mission, he'll do so only after having what perhaps, may be his final hard drink.
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Two quick hand signs between him and the barkeep produces a small bottle "Fey wine, much softer than the Ale and Dwarven Mead, wont kill ya but wont leave you with a splitting headache come the morrow" says the Barkeep amicably.
"As for what you will be doing, you will be hunting Nefret, or to be more precise the Dragonkin and other assorted reptiles which are in the ranks of Nefret, more than that i can't say right now since this place is too open" Nobody says calmly "Rooms have been prepared for the night, take your rest whenever you feel the need and worry not for you will be killing evil things soon enough"
IC: "I would be interested to learn how you or your organization defines evil." Alkalia spits the words with so much venom it isn't even deniable that she thinks this man is the evil one, not the ones he wants her to be hunting.
To Tyr she sends a message back "I am able to communicate to people and they to me via the powers of my mind."
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IC: "Oh that's easy enough, have you ever been to a slaughter house? well of course you have, you look the part anyways so im sure you have been, anyways remember all that gore, brutality and senseless bloodshed? well apply that to not only stock animals but every living thing, that's how we define evil and that's what Nefret thrives on" Nobody says casually and in icy tones, perfectly mimicking the venom Alkalia had used to him.
"If you do find such a boogey man ask it it's name, if they are named Roy let him know you took the deal, sometimes the higher ups place the guy there in advance just in case" Nobody says with a grin which fades away after an instant "If he isn't named Roy though do not hesitate to try and kill it" he adds with icy seriousness.
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sending the message to Shilana, "I probably would try to kill it without getting its name anyways."
OOC: keep in mind that the whole sale slaughter of animals of the scale that we see in modern earth times likely doesn't quite occur in a D&D universe. Unless your D&D universe is set in a very early industrial age, Sep?
IC: "Why yes, and so does Nefret for its followers, i mean last i checked Hydras, Trolls, Gnolls and Draconians where not picky on the type of meat, or the age for that matter, so maybe it is the Scourges who are in the wrong here i mean Nefret is just trying to feed their own, we are certainly silly for wanting to stop the killing and cutting of people and other sentient being in order to feed those well meaning members" Nobody replies sarcastically, a cold edge clear in his voice.
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Nobody then stands and literally walks into a shadow and disappears only to pop back out a moment later "Oh yeah the Barkeep knows already so just mentioned your N's charge and he will give you the keys, will catch you guys in the stables tomorrow right after i return from reporting to the higher ups that everything went as planned and you are all on board and eager to start like lasses on your wedding night" he says with a chuckle and a grin, the first grin that reveals his full set of teeth as well as the fangs on his Vampiric Heritage, he then disappears once more into the shadows.
OOC: Ok so feel free to RP and what not and either tonight or tomorrow morning ill speed us along and get us moving into ambush, gore and glory
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