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The Wyrm--1810

After a long silence, Landis bursts out laughing, and is quickly joined by the gang...not including Beshoi.

After his laughter is reduced to gasps and tears, Landis re-wraps himself with the chain, walks up to Bronan, shakes his hand and slaps his arm, "Good! Haha! So very good! It was all a part of the sleight of hand competition! That was certainly a no!" This last phrase incited more laughter.

With a grin, Landis turns to his gang, "Alright you lot, pay up!" After a stern look from Beshoi, he says, "Not to worry, Big B, I'll cover yours."

100 here, 75 there, eventually the gang musters up 1,182 gold pieces which Landis hands in two bags to Bronan and Garret. "Well earned winnings, my young friends, don't go spending it all in one place!" Landis continues chuckling, clearly having gotten tickled by the revelation.

After you lot do/finish doing what you'd like here...
Umaveti breathes a sigh of relief, and bowing in gratitude, leads the party through the gang's camp to the other side of the Wyrm.
Just join him on that side of the map when you're ready

The Wyrm--1800

Landis drops his bow in despair. "Two love...I've lost," he turns to Garret, "I never lose, Garret Powers, there's not a better archer than me on this whole island!"

He unwraps the spiked chain from around his torso and wraps his gloved right hand with a bit of it as he turns to face Garret. "What did you do?" He steams, "You did something. You cheated somehow. That's the only way you could've beaten me." He takes a step back, "But I understand though," he says louder so his gang can hear him, "trying to impress the young girl, the pressure of a budding new relationship, trying to look good by beating me, I know it can get to your head. Just admit it, forfeit the winnings, and we can all just move past it." He finishes with a gesture of both hands moving a way from his body, which--likely deliberately--causes the spiked chain to glisten in the sunlight.

The Wyrm--1745

Landis dances a bit behind the unlikely chorus, Odd'n mumbling and humming along, and all but skipping his solo.

Tanwen, so stricken is she with Garret's singing voice, is completely oblivious to Landis' swiping her silver holy symbol.

Once they came to an uneasy finish to their song, Landis turned to them and asked, "So, how'd I do? Everyone individually, now...no hinting!" He finished that phrase with a grin and a tsk tsk finger.

The Wyrm--1740

"Right then, Janus, Lars, Fillip, and of course, Beshoi! Come now, we shall put on a show for Gwyn's friends."

The five men line up in a crescent, facing the group.

Landis looks back at Gwyn, "Whenever you're ready, and try not to let my figure distract you...haha!"

Beshoi count's them off and begins the song "Sipololo Sami..."

The rest join in, "Sasethekwini Sipo..."

"Curb your enthusiasm, archer, I haven't agreed to anything yet." The Wish holds his chin in thought, "If I know which item you're going for and when, I will most certainly see you go for it. How about this instead: I'll have myself and four others stand about, singing a song so that we're not paying all our attention to you, and then you pick something off each of us." He pauses for effect before holding up a finger, "Then, and this is the important part, I get to do the same to five of you. To be fair, I think we'll leave out the librarian. Whoever gets caught the most, loses the bet. How does that sound?"

The Wyrm--1740

Luckily for you, Landis is more than a little full of himself.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, my dear." Landis says, clearly having expected a little wheeling and dealing, "What did you have in mind?"

The Wyrm--1735
With hands up and palms forward, Landis returns, "Whoa now, hold your horses, it was just a question." He calms down a bit, then walks over to Bronan and takes a good look at Sky, "That's a beautiful mare," he pets her a bit then turns on his heals, and walks back a few steps to address the whole group, "Now then, if you do wish to continue on this path, I'm afraid there's a toll. But! As there's a legend--whether she admits it or not--in our midst, I'm going to change the rules a bit." His men get twisted looks on their faces, as they were sincerely hoping to weight their pockets at the expense of these newcomers. "Rather than simply taking what you have at sword-point as we have been with the less impressive entities what choose this path, we're going to race for it!" With this his men cheer and grin, and he turns to receive the applause like a true showman. "Your best horse rider vs. mine, the winner gets 1,000 gold. That way no matter who wins there's no hard feelings, no fights, no blood...unless you can't pay, that is...what do you say?" He's making eye contact with Tanwen toward the end, and winks at her in spite of Garret, which elicits a blush from the young acolyte.

It may behoove you to know that if a gambler will bet on one thing, he may be persuaded (diplomacy) to bet on something else instead

The Wyrm--1735

Landis bows, takes Gwyn's hand and says before kissing it gingerly, "At your service."

He stands, claps, and shouts back at a henchman who the troop is surprised to see just beside them, "Now, who are your new friends Janus?!"

Janus looks the members of the group up and down, stares blankly at Umaveti, turns to his boss and simply shrugs.

"Come!" Landis says, "Put my gang at ease, and join us!" Landis says, waving them all to where he and Gwyn are.

At Janus's not-so-polite behest, the group joins them all in the camp.

Landis addresses the lot, "So Gwyn tells me you're headed south! On to Fwey, I imagine?"

The Wyrm--1735

At this last remark, the scaly man and his gang absolutely erupt with laughter, one rogue even falls on his back and rolls while laughing. Laughing too hard, the green man waves one of his more composed henchmen over as if to let him do the honors of answering Gwyn's question, after a few quick breaths to calm himself, the roguish-looking human says, "Yes, Landis the Wish is a vashkanya Highwayman, devilishly handsome with a dozen men at his back!"

Another of the gents chimes in, "Oy Fillip! Tell him how he got his name!"

The leader stops Fillip before he says it, "Men wish they could be him, and women wish they could be with him!"

The man who is now quite clearly Landis the Wish finishes with a sly grin, but it sends the rest of his gang into another uproar, the one who'd called out before answers back, "He wishes! Bahahaha..."

Landis deftly draws his knife blade-in-hand ready to throw it, looking behind him with a serious look on his face shouting, "Who said that!?" A hush falls over them.

Landis points and laughs at the man who spoke, "Ha! Gotcha!" And this brings the third and final wave of laughter, with Landis doubling over and slapping his knee.

The Wyrm--1730

The greenish man chuckled to himself. "No, perhaps not famous by most standards, but among pickpockets, you're absolutely on the tip of everyone's tongues. Stealing your boss's kerambit off him in the middle of a sparring match without him noticing, the stuff of legends!" He emphasizes the word "legends" with a look and open arms skyward. He takes a step around her, encircling her as he steps, "As for the conditions ahead..." he looks up around at his troupe with another wide grin, "...I hear the Wish and his gang are patrolling these parts." This time a hearty laugh from all his comrades nearly shook the rocky, rolling hills. He leans in close to her, and whispers "So I'd say you're trip will take a while," this comment cracked him up considerably.

The Wyrm--1730

As Gwyn approaches the camp, she notices she has a straggler. Experienced as she was with this world, it almost made her a bit...calmer.

The men get riled up at the sight of an angelic young lady passing by, sending out calls and hoots as she comes nearer. All the commotion brings forward a startlingly handsome man with pale green skin and golden eyes. "What's all this then?" He says with a grin staring straight into Gwyn's eyes. A tick later, his expression goes blank and he says, "Well I'll be skinned alive...if it isn't Gwyndolin Maulsen, the Angel of the Shanties," he turns to either side addressing his men, "Gents, we're in the presence of a legend!" Some laugh, others remain in a confused silence. Readdressing Gwyn, "I see you've dropped that silly gang of yours..." he looks past her, half-expecting them to pop out of the ground.