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"I don't see where the curse itself is our concern at all. We have a contract to put the Order down. No one has hired us to remove curses. Kill the order is my thought, and if we happen along the way to find the cure, we can sell it for fair market value to the city. "As for inquisitors, *we* should be wary of them as well. Fanatics are fanatics, anyone who uses ideology as their primary motivation is dangerous."
"2500? Between us? For a covert mission where you expect prisoners? Not nearly enough. Taking prisoners when bounty hunting increases the danger to the hunters significantly. Not only do you need to not kill someone who wants to kill you, but then you need to guard them, which reduces your own effectiveness against other enemies. 1500. Each. That would be fair for what you want. Or your price, and we're not dark, we're in the light, with the full backing and protection of the city. "Or, your price, but prisoners are no longer required." Arrika speaks from her spot against the wall, her tail flicking slowly.
Arrika listens to Hobbes and Sir Beren discuss things. So far, she has kept her own mouth shut.
"Why not talk to us *now*?" Arrika says. "We are here, right now, and we're not going anywhere until the money arrives, so, we can save ourselves a trip back here later."
Arrika pauses to pay for the bottle she took and finished off, and if he has another she buys it and tucks it into her pack for later.
Hobbes catches Arrika's eye as she looks at him. "I can NOT believe you thought I would try to cheat you out of our payment." He tries to look shocked and fails as he smirks big as he picks up his bag of platinum. "I never said that at all. You're rather paranoid." Arrika says. Once the portal is open, she hops on through.
"The sack has Barstow's head, correct?" Arrika says. "I don't like not being able to collect a bounty. I also recall you promising us 500 gold each now to undertake your investigation, Lady. I do not see said payment." Her eyes flicker to Hobbes as he starts stuffing everything into his pack.
"Deal, for me at least." Arrika figures that having a dragon as an ally is a smart play, and 500 gold will be sure to buy some nice things.
Arrika laughs at what Hobbes says, and adds something of her own, before slipping back into common.
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"Pick your jaw up Hobbes, or you'll drool on the Lady. Even dragon girls don't like that." Arrika's tone is somewhat teasing. "I believe so. We have not been in Oreme long, but I think there have been reports of such things." She sits down once more, and takes her bottle back from the body of Rapt before taking a sip, finishing it off. "What sort of aid can we provide you, Lady?" she then asks.
"I told you we should have killed him." Arrika says. And, being pragmatic, she decides that she doesn't want to know how good she tastes. "I have no issues being civilized. How can we assist you Lady?"
"If we had known that the gang was in your tower, Lady Tyrangal, we would never would have come without speaking to you first." Arrika says, trying, in her own way, to back Hobbes up.
"We were hired to deal with these thugs." Arrika says. "Tracking them led us here." she explains.
"No. If I was funding a research project, I'd probably do the same thing." Arrika says off handedly. "It keeps control in the hand of the party paying."
Arrika walks over to Rapt and offers him the bottle she's been drinking from. "Why don't you trust her?" Arrika asks, her tail flicking back and forth, the gold rings in it glinting in the light. "What has she done to deserve the mistrust?"
Arrika looks amused as Hobbes rants at her. She tucks the healing potion that Gregor gave her away - she's clearly not going to give it back. She then goes back to where the portal one, and recovers her bottle from the floor where she left it. She walks back to a chair, and sits down to watch, popping the bottle open to drink. She does, however, offer an opinion. "I'd guess that the Order hired them because thugs don't ask questions. Some adventurers also don't, but when you're a secret organization you prefer to not take that risk. It's safer to just hire the people you know will do the job." She then look to Rapt. "I think you should answer him though. He *might* ask me to take over if you don't, and, well, that would be - messy. For you. Unless you *like* pain....
"Does any of that matter? We were hired to deal with Barstow and his thugs. They're dealt with. Let's collect the heads and turn them in for the bounty. If someone wants to hire us to look into, or deal with this Order later, well, we can worry about it then." Arrika sits down and rests a bit.
"It would be more fun to kill him." Arrika says, but she shrugs. The tiefling starts to rifle the bodies of the fallen enemy for items and documents.
Arrika points her rod at Rapt and a bolt of black energy shoots from it.
Arrika grins as she can move again, and she drops back into the tower.
Her dark magics settle over Rapt, and then she points her wand at Rapt, and tries to pull her curse tighter over him.
Arrika is less concerned with Barstow at the moment, and more concerned with helping Ava. The magical effects on her have the tiefling annoyed as well - she doesn't like standing still. She stares at Kelji, and while her rod seems to glow, there is no visible effect.
"Telling him he won't survive then asking him to surrender is a curious negotiating tactic. I know I'd be hesitant, myself, to accept such an offer." Arrika says as she takes a moment to assess the battle.
Arrika walks along the table, then hops off of it and gets closer to Kelji. "Poor little mouse, you picked the wrong side. It's almost a shame to have to kill you." The tiefling then points her rod at the helpless warrior and bathes her in flame.
Arrika aims her rod at Elia and a darkness emerges from the implelment towards Elia. . Then she's moving once more, into the room and she nimbly hops onto the table, the gold rings in her tail flickering as she moves. She then traces a pattern in the air, and a rune forms on Kelji's forehead.
Arrika doesn't respond to Hobbes's advice, but her lips curl into a smile as the battle keeps raging and she turns her attention to the twins. She wraps her infernal curse around one, then sends flames at the other before she moves to a new position, shadows seeming to wrap around her.
"Is that the best you can do? I thought you were an expert?" Arrika sneers at the dwarf.
As the twins strike Urlag, Arrika seems to grin and her eyes flicker for a moment with infernal light.
Moving out from behind a bookshelf, the tiefling wraps her power around Elia even as she whispers into the air.
Arrika stays behind the bookcase, assuming her allies will be following quickly.
"Why are we waiting? If they went through that portal, we need to as well. So, let's go." And, putting her body where her mouth is Arrika steps through if such is possible.
Arrika looks amused when she's filled in by the others. She puts the stopper back in her bottle and holds it in one hand, her rod sliding into the other. Then, she tries to open the door with her tail - and if it's locked, her tail slides a lockpick from her belt and goes to work on it.
"Curious." Arrika says. She notes the location of the door, but she doesn't mess with it, for now. Back to her table she goes, her eyes flickering to the door that leads outside.
Arrika grabs the bottle and takes it to her table. While at the bar getting it, she quickly searches the bar for anything interesting.
"Let me have the bottle." Arrika says, and once it's paid for, she finds her way to a table. One with a good view of the place, and where she can keep her back to the wall. Then she leans back and waits for the Jewel to pick up.
Arrika is focused on her drink. She's seemingly not paying attention to the conversation between the two. |