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4 posts. Alias of Great Green God.


Zokon Santyev wrote:
Zokon would also at least like to see what goes on with his father and maybe brothers as he would like to see the look on their faces..

Something like this.

After a dismissive "Bah!" Ariston returns to his conversion with the cook.

"One of Drelev's riff-raff then?" Ariston mutters to the cook. "A lot less professional than Varne's men."

The cook nods though Zokon's not sure that he really means it.

Stop rubbing on people! This is not that sort of role-playing! ;)

sense motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

It takes him a moment to recognize you then shock followed by the sharp angling of his thick dark eyebrows. Yep, that's the look Zokon remembers.

"What am I doing here?!" He snaps. "See this crest. I'm a captain in the city's night watch, except we've been on round the clock duty since the bombing in the sewers earlier today. And you? Been reduced to a common barfly? Selling your blade for silver to get by have you?"

He maybe all of two months older than Zokon and running on no sleep, but even now he looks younger and more cocksure with that stupid crooked smirk on his face.