So what do we do know? Did you already used your magic tricks to spy on the Emperor? Do we know where to go, and whether there are guards on our way?
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As he thought, Nargun has an hard time not being seen or heard.
let's go, as quietly as we can, and get your magical eye poking around, witch. Nargun's tone isn't one of insult, more a mark of deference for something he doesn't fully understand.
So, should we go in or not?
The dwarf, with his armor and range of lethal weapons, sniggers. If I'm seen, I'm the last thing the foe will see. Does that count as discretion?
Carnage will happen sooner or later. Better if it's later, I guess.
Who woud be our toughest foes, you thik, Artegall, among the emperor's crew? He must have some allies, or at least some loyal lackeys, willing to kill and die for him..
Nargun follows, seemingly indifferent at the thought of having someone to kill.
And the sooner will be the better, you think. What do you thik, folks? One less madman can't hurt the town.Might even help it.
Nargun seems a bit surprised by the hidden spider. I'm Nargun. The dwarf is wearing a gleaming chain shirt, and carries, among other weapons, a massive and sharp greataxe. His clothes are basic, mostly brown and dark, but he strangely wears the symbol of Calistria embroided on it. A stark contrast with his ruggedness and stoic demeanor.
I am the main tank, able to withstand quite some damage and to deal some damage too, with a two handed weapon and some Rage. Nargun is a recent worshipper of Calistria, and is a fervent defender (with lethal intentions) of the poor, especially women and children. He has no use for the carnal aspects of the goddess, being forever faithful to his deceased wife. Nice to see you, and thanks for joining!
No, we're not here just to have some breakfast and a little cosy chat by the fire. But I'm not really a good spokeperson. My skills aren't too social, I let the others do the talking. Nargun adds, with sincerity
Sure, a replacement would be welcome.Some spellcaster of sort
Nargun waits a little, then sits, feeling a bit hungry and knowing he could probably survive some poison should the need arises [b]Nice place you have here.It's strange to get a peaceful night, we arent used to this luxury anymore. I'll admit I kept one eye opened, no offense meant.[b]
Now that no one was threatening them, Nargun follows quietly Artegall, trusting his lead
Nargun growls and rises his axe, putting himself in front of the group, not too far, but obviously daring the statue to attack
Nargun stays close to Twilight, ready to kill anyone daring to attack her. Where is everybody?Or even anybody?
I find this quietness disturbing. But then, I am a man of chaos, blood and screams. Nargun looks around, then It seems as if the house itself, or something dark within, was waiting with baited breath to pounce on us.
Has the game died? Hope not!!
Can you use your magic to get a look-around, Princess? I'm suspicious. But in that time of troubles, being suspicious keep you alive. Being hard to kill helps too.
Strange indeed. I'm not sure how to act in society, but I wouldn't trust someone like me alone in my home.
I can do whatever watch you want me to do, as I can see reasonably in the dark.
I agree. Even I need a break sometimes. Some sleep in a nice place won't hurt.
Oh, I can definitively "go through" the front door if needed. adds the dwarf with a grim smile.
Back! Is the game still alive?
Will be gone a short week (Sunday 18 to Sunday 25) for a well-needed vacation.
Only the depths of her grave will stop her. She's the cause of all the suffering of Korvosa, and that must be avenged.
The man has a point, Salvatore might be more secure here than outside with us. We do have targets on our backs. Maybe we should check if we do have a solid plan, a place where Salvatore might be as safe as here, and come back later.
For Nargun, the world has gone mad for a long time, since the murder of his beloved one. And himself isn't the sanest person around. So he sees nothing odd with a mad prophet. Not being at ease with diplomacy, Nargun asks the question in direct, simple terms. so, do you know where we can find Orsini?
I have an holy mission for Calistria. So I can't accept your offer, even if it was.. fun. Those bruised and battered by Nargun can't laugh at how "fun" it was, unfortunatly.
Nargun viciously headbutts the man's groin. No one has ever said low blows weren't allowed. Or the dwarf didn't listen.
Nargun enjoys the warm up, and beats the second thug with enthousiasm, breaking the man's face with his fists with a sickening glee. He keeps an eye on the Huntress and Princess, and seeing them surrounded, leaves the thug to even the score. Even if that means getting attacked by the beaten man
If you expected some mercy, don't watch Nargun beating the thugs.
Nargun doesnt waste time and strikes at his opponent, delivering a vicious uppercut
It takes some time for Nargun to get rid of all his weapons and stuff. He gets a quick look over their opponent to see if they carry armor or not, to know if he must keep his or not. Then he walks calmly toward the assigned square, and waits for the game to begin, lost in his thoughts. Remember, no killing this time. Unless they try something foolish.
I can hit them hard.And I'm not afraid of being hit back. I dont fear their fists.
What do you think of the other players, Artegall? Some regular, low-life thugs or some more experienced, vicious fighters?
So, do you feel it's worth the risk? Of course, as we are out numbered, we'll have to resort to some violence to even the odds.
Something along "anything goes", I guess. But only a fool would dare to get in a game without asking for the rules first. And you ain't no fool, Huntress. The dwarf adds, in a breath Unlike me.
Nargun paces around, not daring to talk. He knows he can makes things worse only. Instead, he speaks to Artegall and Twilight, knowing they will have the useful words Could the Red Mantis attack this man, or maybe the one who knows where Orsini might be? Should we propose an alliance?
Nargun looks at the game, without too much interest.
He prefers to look around if anyone is keeping an interested eye on his partners, or for any form of ambush
"You ready to fight twenty of us, halfer? Fifty?" With steel in his voice, in his eyes, and in his hands, Nargun answers simply Yes And truer words are yet to be spoken.
Nargun takes his massive axe in hands, and walks toward the leader of the pack, his face unfazed by the taunts Please tell us when we should be afraid; I don't want to miss my cue. I have no trouble with you yet. Now, if you attack my friends, if you dare try to molest or harass the ladies... You're dead meat. All of you.
You're way more perceptive than I am, so find them and I'll kill them. But I agree than fighting them on our terms would be better. I guess it won't be easy. Maybe as long as they don't know we know they are around, we have some advantage. I guess assassin are used to quick fights, when they already have the upper hand. In a prolonged fight, they will be weaker.
Nargun lowers his axe. What do you do here?
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