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Ven Vinder, the town chandler, arrives with a small cart. "Heard you plan on scaling those cliffs at Thisletop. Well, that's a rough one. You might need some rope and whatnot. If you need anything I got here, help yourself." He nods gruffly at everyone in the group, except for Rig, who he glares at momentarily. Within the cart are coils of hemp rope, grappling hooks, pitons and hammers, torches, lanterns, flasks of oil, and candles.
"Quiet!" Master Vinder barks, his anger now showing again (but at least not at Rig). "We will discuss this after your... guest... is gone." Ven turns back and watches Rig gather the rest of his belongings.
Seeing that Rig is no longer on the offensive, Ven lowers his fists. He looks at Rig for a long moment. "Fine. But... get the hell out of my house before I change my mind." He steps back and glowers at Ring, and then glowers at Shayliss.
Master Vinder swings again. He strikes Rig in the stomach!
"How do you like that, you molester?" Ven shouts.
Rig strikes Ven, and Ven's eyes widen, though the punch itself doesn't faze him much. "Hit me, in my own house! Why you-" Ven swings again.
Rig easily sidesteps the blow but he can feel the power of the swing. Ven is clearly a strong man.
"Wha..." Master Vinder mutters. "Ye've got hellfire in your eyes!"
Vinder swings at Rig with his free hand, but Rig is able to sidestep the blow.
Master Vinder looks Rig up and down. "Sure, I fooled around. BUT I NEVER DID IT WITH SOMEBODY'S DAUGHTER!" The burly man grabs at Rig's arm.
Ven grabs Rig's arm with his left hand, and his right hand balls into a fist.
"What?" The man looks at Rig in surprise. "Who the hell are you?" Then he sees Shayliss, hiding behind Rig. "AND WHAT THE DEVIL IS THIS??!!" he shouts. |
