"Well, I mean like on quests. I've been on loads of assorted adventures outside the standard Peacekeeping duties. I helped free a small mining town from the influence of a corrupt corporation mostly just because a strange little man asked me to. 10/10, would adventure again."
"I don't know what that means really, but that's okay. So, you have money? But you're also a Peacekeeper? Why wouldn't you just hire a Peacekeeper for whatever you need?"
Golan briefly considers the merits of proposing marriage to this woman. The phrases 'never work again' and 'set for life' enter his mind. But after a few seconds Golan realized he was daydreaming about a relationship with a girl directly in front of aforementioned girl, and that is impolite.
"Right. You are embarrassingly wealthy, you know that?"
Golan crossed his arms at that, He was amused by Morgans cheekiness but wasn't willing to play along very far.
"Probably not a very good idea, I'm awful with kids. I don't understand them and they smell. Wait, do you actually own buildings or was that just a joke?"
"If you're judged based on your parents success, then you're always going to be a failure. Orin is not only an amazing guild leader, he also took in and raised an amazing kid. How do I top that? Should I start recruiting orphans now, in the hopes that one of them will turn out to be as talented as I am with magic?"
"Right, legacy. I... I never really thought of it that way. Do you think people look at me that way? Wondering when I'm going to live up to Orin's legacy?"
"Oh, the high profile ones? I was either too young to really appreciate the difference when they were brought in, or after that, I was off chasing other bounties with my dad. Well, adopted dad. Orin. You know, that one."
Golan was able to direct Morgan's attention to the wall upon which were place artist renderings of the Peacekeeper Guildleaders, the last of which was Orin.
Golan was about to reprimand his assailant with a "Look where you're going!" or something similar, until he noticed how beautiful she was. He coughed.
"Oh, that's umm, okay. You'll learn. I mean, it takes practice. Well not really practice, but experience. Not like you did anything wrong, it's okay, it's just I've been a Peacekeeper for almost ten years and this place is basically my living room. Well I haven't been officially Peacekeeping that long but I kinda grew up here. Not to brag or anything, I hate braggarts. Most of the time, I mean unless I already like them for some other reason, then I kind of put up with the bragging. Unless it's totally true, then its not bragging, not really. And what I said was true, so I guess I didn't need to specify that I hate bragging. Because I wasn't."
Golan ran out of steam and started to realize how stupid he sounded, but fortunately it's tough to notice when he blushes.
Dirk meditated and studied the basics of magic at the Spire. He was also willing to use his item smashing cloak for a small fee, but it was clear he would be annoyed by disturbances. Also he is apparently just studying in a totally public place so it's kind of his own dumb fault if people come up and bug him.
Colt also came along, because he is also interested in finding Arl and the PKs is where he would probably have started too. Standing a yard away from Jougo, Colt adressed him.
[bold]"Hmmph. What are your interests with Arl, Clown? Shouldn't you have moved on to something more flashy by now?"[/bold]
Darby, clothes tattered and slightly singed but dry, flicked all the blood and other unpleasantness off The Drakeling in one smooth motion and sheathed it again before he spoke.
"This plan has no backup whatsoever. If Kage falls under any sort of attack, he risks dropping the portal or simply dying before he can open it. I didn't fight my own worst nightmares, and then a mage monster that was somehow even WORSE, just to be trapped in an alternate dimension with the only exit controlled by evil crows."
Colt answered Cek, "I have been out of the loop for a while, but our employers lover was apparently mixed up with a gladiatorial slave ring, according to the bodies we found."
"The Peacekeeper type. She has no respect for the lives of those she thinks don't respect the law. Despite that, she always leaves one alive, like That Guy, to tell her story."
"Right. You are embarrassingly wealthy, you know that?"
*Would Golan recognize the Lachance estate?*
"Probably not a very good idea, I'm awful with kids. I don't understand them and they smell. Wait, do you actually own buildings or was that just a joke?"
Golan was able to direct Morgan's attention to the wall upon which were place artist renderings of the Peacekeeper Guildleaders, the last of which was Orin.
"Oh, that's umm, okay. You'll learn. I mean, it takes practice. Well not really practice, but experience. Not like you did anything wrong, it's okay, it's just I've been a Peacekeeper for almost ten years and this place is basically my living room. Well I haven't been officially Peacekeeping that long but I kinda grew up here. Not to brag or anything, I hate braggarts. Most of the time, I mean unless I already like them for some other reason, then I kind of put up with the bragging. Unless it's totally true, then its not bragging, not really. And what I said was true, so I guess I didn't need to specify that I hate bragging. Because I wasn't."
Golan ran out of steam and started to realize how stupid he sounded, but fortunately it's tough to notice when he blushes.
[bold]"Hmmph. What are your interests with Arl, Clown? Shouldn't you have moved on to something more flashy by now?"[/bold]
"This plan has no backup whatsoever. If Kage falls under any sort of attack, he risks dropping the portal or simply dying before he can open it. I didn't fight my own worst nightmares, and then a mage monster that was somehow even WORSE, just to be trapped in an alternate dimension with the only exit controlled by evil crows."