"Be seeing you." The troll says making a small salute as you pass.
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"Indubitably."
"You all bountyhunters then?"
"Good times." Says Pip, wistfully.
"Ya ave ta be more spific about the circle but we been down that way. You need guides?"
"Oy. Whats wit 'er?" He says pointing at Kressle who was quite obviously struggling against her bindings, but has now stopped.
He scratches a tuft of hair just under his hat. "Hard to say, times being as they are an' all. An' you? You back this way in month?"
Still with a very friendly smile on her face, and a immense tension inside, Alia asks:"Surely will, once we have run our errands and have some time. Where do you make camp when you hunt around here? Makes it easier to meet up!"[/ooc] "Oh? And when might that be? So we have time to prepare and all." Pip asks eye level with Alia even though she is mounted. His breath smelling like the middens on a warm humid day.
"While I'd love to, Pip, we are on business. We got a tight deadline to reach, hence why we're traveling in the dead of night." Scarlet frowns. "Stay safe, and happy hunting." "Too bad, too bad." He says shaking his head in gruesome sadness. The whole time his breath coming out in forced rasps. Then he perks up and asks: "You comin' back thissa way? Maybe we could catch ya up then, eh?"
"I wouldn't imagine thars too many. Even so, you're welcome ta camp wit us fer supper. An' if yer tired, we can keep watch. Keep ya as safe as a baby in a blanket. Watcha say?" You hear a terrible ripping sound from the hillside where the dead horse lay.
"Not a worry. We're just larkin' about. Yerself?"
"Pip." the giant says offering his huge clawed hand. Its breath is terrible, and the mouth that uttered it even more so. It wears a patchwork of poorly stitched clothing made of other, smaller folks clothing in a mockery of civility.
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