Through a toothy grin, Mad Dog feints a grin. "Would be mighty generous of ye. It has got to be worth something after all me dogs."
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As Neferteri approaches the halflings table he notices that one of the men has a bandage on what is left of his right hand, more a stump now than a hand. All three halfling's armor looks corroded in spots as if being dumped in acid at some point, all three are nursing minor injuries. Mad Dog is also carrying a sparkling medium sized Long Sword that is obviously to big for his kind. Looking awkward with the halfling carrying it. The blade has a ruby imbedded in the hilt with some runic symbols carved in the handle and along the length of the blade. As Neferteri approaches Mad Dog places the sword on the table before him and slumps his head into his hands. One of his associates heads up to the bar and orders drinks and the other (With the stumpy hand) takes up a position beside their leader. All three are in a rather somber mood. Unlike the last time you saw the spirited halflings. The leader of the Dog Soldiers looks up at Neferteri. You are almost certain that his eyes had a trace of tears in them for a moment. He stiffens his posture and then responds to your inquiries. "Yes we look a little haggard around thee edges. We got assigned a damn old tannery in them their tombs. Lost half my dogs to that jelly cube thing. It took Pauly's hand. We eventually got the better of it though. It's acidic secretions seem to effect flesh and leather and stuff." (Looking down at his armor then over at his companions hand.) "But apparently metal is immune other than making it real shiny. Found this here magical sword inside it." he holds up the sword. "Don't know exactly what it does or nothing but looking for a buyer if the price is right. Gotta be worth like a gazillion gold coins. Also looking for a respectable breeder to replace them there Katapeshi fighting dogs we lost to the dad blasted thing." "You know any breeders round here?" OOC:
Continuing the conversation in halfling/
Halfling Language::
Well once we finished drinking up all the ale is this s#*% hole we will be going over to the stables and working with our dogs. Meet us over there later and we will see if you have got what it takes to be a Dog Soldier. Completing the statement Mad Dog and his men move over to a side table to enjoy their ale. Already waving for the servant girl for another round. Looking back over his shoulder in says in common to Neferteri. "Don't fo'git t'brin' yer ridin' gear." he hollers.
Speaking with the newcomer in halfling. برادر سوال این است که اگر شما می توانید به ما بپیوندید، سوال این است که می تواند شما را افزایش Katepeshi مبارزه با سگ به مبارزه و پیروزی نیست. Halfling Language: "The question brother is not if you can join us, the question is can you ride a Katepeshi Fighting Dog into combat and win."
"Nope didn't come by them hyar. Don't knows if yo' haf time t'git enny made cornsiderin' thet yo' hafta register fo' th' lottery by jest a few hours fum now an' they draw t'morry an' we git t'go inside th' day af'er. Thet'd be some purdy quick turnaroun'. " the halfling replies. The halfling then turns to Farhaan and orders 5 Dwarven Stouts for his group and tosses two gold up on the counter. "Not t'be rushin' off but me an' mah min got some celebratin' t'do. Ole bessy done gone an' had puppies." he says through a toothless grin.
Looking at the dwarf the leader of the Dog Soldiers responds. "We come prepared, been waitin' fo' a oppo'tunity like this hyar fo' ages. Me an' mah brethren haf allus gone by thet name. Yo' see we raise Katapeshowdy-doo fightin' houn'dogs an' we aim t'ride them into th' tombs. Some of our kin back home made th' emblems fo' us. Right fine ain't they. he says as the rest of his group give rapid cheers behind him. |