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Nargun stays near Pilt, his big axe still ready and eager to strike. He speaks, sometimes to the man lying on the ground, sometimes to himself What shall I do with you? Shall I kill you? Shall I show mercy, for once? Maybe you're already dead, maybe not...I've seen my share of dead men, cause I killed them meself. Maybe I should cut your head off to be sure? Maybe, if you're not dead, I could let you go away, far away, and never come back. Because if I show mercy once, I surely won't be merciful twice..
I will re-read the story about Pilt to take my decision.
A fair warning before i post (probably monday): Nargun intends to kill Pilt. Not only the dwarf is quite bloodthristy by nature against evil doers, but he serves Calistria now and he sees the death of Pilt has an holy mission to avenge the wrongs he has done to the town. I would say Nargun can be convinced otherwise, but it will takes some good arguments. Pilt must become no longer a danger.
Or we can just kill him. Pretty simple plan.
Nargun stomps the ground angrily, as he was ready to hit, maim, dismember and kill Pilt, at last. All the five of him. He moves toward the fallen man, axe ready to strike, a hunger for blood in his furious eyes
If the man grappling him doesn't give up, Nargun will take his handaxe to carve his face If the man dies from Astegal's attack, Nargun will get up and pick his big axe to kill Pilt
Nargun rolls on himself and hacks savagely at the man holding him, targeting the arms
The dwarf tries to get rid of the thug grappling him, and stays ocused on his real prey, Pilts.. Maybe he should have done his best to get free first!
The dwarf slashes at the approching thug with reckless abandon, without even noticing his face, as if he was a minor nuisance. Then he follows Pilts and brings his axe down, only hitting the ground or now, as the fury starts boiling in him You can't hide too much longer, Lamm. There are many of you now, but I will kill you all, one by one.
Happy new year!
Nargun continues his assault on Pilt, hitting once but failing to connect the second time
Nargun is happy. It's his kind of plan, not too brainy: you get into the foe's face, and you slash and hack at it directly. So he moves toward the so called King and attacks, fearless of the lesser thugs, too stupid to react
So, making a plan is good, but when do we strike? I'm growing quite restless...
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?
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.
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