Bianca doesn't seem to relax much, "להחליק לי החרב שלי"
"Slide me my sword."
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Verim chuckles at the woman's hesitation, He picks the weapon up twirls it a bit and inspects it.
He places it on the ground and kicks it over with his foot.
Bianca quickly grabs the sword keeping an eye on Maxwell before stowing the weapon and then spearing the last Bandit near her through the chest.
"Funny.. In the end it's I who got inside you." she says down to the corpse coldly.
"Who are you all?" she says looking to everyone now, but keeping her spear ready.
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Verim places his fists on the side of his waists, well.. his shield. The other picking up his Glaive and waving it in faux threat, " Im Verim of the Pharae Lands. Follower of Argueros, nice to meetcha. I have to say you got a mean arm there, I can see why they'd try to get at'cha they should have used honey rather Whitehair. "
Sighing at the unnecessary loss of life, Tallina looks around for anything, even rotting food, that can be salvaged.
"Tallina Kapok, druid of the Green Faith, and if you look out the window you will see my companion. Tobongo, wave to the woman."
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Verim turns to Tallina scratching the back of his neck with the glaive. " I was a little tunnel-visiony back there. Were you serious Talli? I mean.. I REALLY like your food and all. Was I really in the wrong for killin those guys? They were worse ten cultists. tried to do somethin' then lie about it. At least Cultist praise their mad deity or whatever when they commit atrocities, y'know? "
Bianca reaches out with her spear and stabs each of the men in front of Verim, two or three times each.
"They probably had just been unconscious right? So there you go, he didn't kill anyone, I did."
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Verim watches but doesnt even bat an eye, " Not sure.. I hit them pretty hard.. probably died before they even hit the ground.. Talli hear tore one in half. If they didn't I have to say you did them a favor. bleeding out or worse rising from terrible wounds and being beset by demons or other things like food and water is probably worse. I'm not the one who has problems killing rapists. "
Verim sheathes his Glaive on his back and places his cestus hand forward.
" Shake? "
"אני מזהיר אותך ,הסיבה היחידה שהאנשים האלה היו מסוגלים לקחת אותי היה בגלל שהם תפסו אותי לא מודעים . אם אתה או מישהו אחר מנסה לפגוע בי אני נשבעמוות איטי בהרבה מהאנשים האלה מחכים לכם , אני רק לא לסרס אותם כדי להגן על רגשות החברים שלך." before extending her hand to Verim.
"I'm warning you, the only reason these men were able to take me in a fight was because they caught me unaware. If you or anyone else tries to harm me I swear a much slower death than these men await you, I only didn't emasculate them to protect your friends sensibilities."
Verim grips her hand tightly and firmly as if to gauge her strength with his confident grip.
Bianca grips Verim hand tightly,
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Verim laughs and meets the challenge head on, " Winner owes the other a drink! "
Luci calmed down as the new woman cut the last of her attackers down. Guess I need to get better at scaring the crap out of people. she thought to herself as she sheathed her sword.
"Luciana Moretti, paladin of Lymnieris.". She clamped down on the urge to flirt with the attractive woman, far from the best time for it after all.
That woman is stabbing happy. I can understand hate against rapists, but to stab near death people some more?
"I'm Mia, nothing special."
Maxwell had been his dour self for the last of it. Remaining silent for the most part in contemplative thought. "Maxwell. Maxwell Lionheart." is all he basically can make before he goes back to his normal cross-armed self. He immediately comes off as the obvious life of the party. If the party were undead.
Bianca nods as the group introduces themselves, "Bianca Koserra."
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"A pleasure." he says curtly. He looks the woman up and down for a second without breaking a smile. "Severely injured...Mmm." he states as he approaches the woman. "The good news is we're on the good side. I would tell you the bad news, but that's kind of obvious."
He raises a hand, dipping it into his slowly running-out resevoir of devil blood in his coat. Dipping his fingers in it, he stirs it between three fingers, which radiate with a grey light. "I'm going to heal your wounds now. Not the most savory method, but frankly speaking this is what's best for down-time." he claims as he slowly reaches the 3 fingers towards her forehead.
"You're more than welcome to reject this healing."
Bianca grimaced at Maxwell but understood both her need of healing, and that he already used the blood before asking her, whether she agreed with the method or not, devil's blood can't be easy to come by.
In a bizarre way this actually helped Bianca to relax, devil's blood in Mendev was probably not the most popular item to carry around, and nothing a cultists would want to have on him to bring unwanted attention.
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" Stop trying to antagonize the woman Night Crusader, she seems ready to level a man's skull already. Don;t mind him.. he's one who looks on the darker shade of the cloud. Won't do much and it'll heal you up. Kind of. By the way.. you owe me a drink.. nice grip you got there. "
"That aside, why were you on your own, miss Bianca?"
Mia puts up the most big innocent eyes one would see in this gods-forsaken city.
Turning to the small child, "At the risk of sounding woefully immature, I ran away from home."
"No real direction or purpose, by the time I realized it, I had made it to Mendev."
"Then I end up in the middle of this mess."
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Verim quirks a brow, " Ran from home? I mean I guess I could see the at sometimes but you ran from the kitchen and right into the pan, then into the fire. What they do at home to make you leave eh? "
"Nothing worth mentioning."
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Verim sighed and shrugged, " Can't tell me if you dont want to. Seems like you said.. immature.. or stir crazy.. maybe you got wanderlust. Doesnt matter much, you're here now. "
Bianca looks nonplussed at Verim's words.
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Verim chuckled, " That's what I get for being serious for a second there. Anyway we'll take you to a safe place iffin' you want. This place was known as a Cultist safehouse. We came to stomp it to the ground and clear out the evil. Just so happen to stomp some filth along the way I guess! I dont see anything special about it though.. maybe its hidden? "
"Running from home is always hard. Sometimes you leave for good, sometimes you have to return. Let us hope it was for good reason then. If you are in need of any extra healing some of us have additional healing magic. We should keep moving, the treant outside might attract some unwanted attention."
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"Yup, keep moving is good.
Don't worry about heading into danger head on, Verim does that for us :3 "
" You might say I'm a glutton for punishment.. but dont say that too loud.. some people around here might get angry. I rather not do that. I can only take so much. "
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Nothing escapes the keen eyes of the half elf as she spots the hidden door on the far side.
"Bianca, did you know about the door that's hidden over there?"
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"No idea. I was busy planning out how to kill six men while bound." Bianca says in ernest.
Then she looks away from the group, "Thanks, by the way."
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"Not that I wouldn't have killed them all... I just probably wouldn't have survived the blood loss from my own Chakram." she adds hastily after a moments pause.
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"have you ever considered using a weapon that doesn't tear your hands to ribbons?" Maxwell asks with a raised brow, kind of shaking his head a little with the most sass the group has seen so far.
"Yeah, it's called my Longsword and Bec De Corbin. But when you put them through a man with so much force that they get stuck in their corpses, you improvise." Bianca states coldly.
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Still looking at the door, the half elf absent mindedly twists her boot while speaking.
"A hidden blade in your boot would be a much better solution. I saw quite a few of those used when I was young. Rough towns tend to bring out the worst in people. And you are welcome, we are currently working with the crusaders in town, would you like to join our currwnt endeavor?"
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"Yes actually, I had been hoping to locate them before being ambushed."
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Tallina's observation reveals the hidden door, and a set of steps leading down to a dark basement.
Verim laughs..raising his cesti " This'll likely do a little better than that chakram.. My brother is wearing the matching one. Does wonders. Lets see what this door is all about. Probably what we came for. "
Verim moves to about where Tallina is looking and taps on it placing his fingers around for a door.
Mia places a ward on whoever goes in first.
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The air in this basement is damp and musty-smelling. The walls and floor are packed earth, while dozens of gourds hang from the ceiling beams. A sludge of rotting plant matter covers the floor. Against one wall, a wooden table holds a strange apparatus that looks like a clockwork toy of a snake-bodied, sixarmed woman holding a sword in each hand. A tightly corked bottle, filled with what looks like water, sits before the statue. A wooden chest covered with engraved runes stands under the table, and a sinister image of a star surrounding a goat's face is painted on the wall above the table.