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"I am am bound by my Orders, my Oaths, and the gods to speak the truth and honor my vows. I witnessed this miscreant stealing from this good proprietor here. He was a witness as well. Furthermore, this girl has openly admitted to the theft in her advertisment. I am still waiting for her explanation in order to resolve this, peacefully if possible. What concern do you have in this, sir?"
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I stole it and improved upon it. The improved recipe is mine and you may have your original back Ivan <33
-hands back and pecks cheek-
There, a crime has been committed and resolved. Your services are no longer needed Mr. Hellknight~ But, May I interest you in these delicious fruit and creme filled crepes?
And Ivan, you're always welcome here, a meal on the house~
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"You sir are a servant of the devil-worshipping nation of Cheliax. You be standing on land not beholden to your devil masters, and you be giving orders to a fine citizen of Osirion. I, being a fellow citizen of Osirion, feel it incumbent on myself to ensure she is protected from those who would try to take advantage of her."
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" My contention was that a Hellknight had no authority here to prosecute crime. Rather if you wish justice you must work through the local authorities."
Looking at Ivan, "My apologies, I was addressing the Hellknight. You made a reasonable request of the lady. Obviously thievery is a crime nearly everywhere."
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The hellknight takes off her helmet, revealing a young tiefling covered in scars.
"I am a servant of divine justice, knave, by the Light of the Sword. My authority extends wherever I am needed to combat lawlessness and defend those who are innocent of wrongdoing. The Inheritor's Justice does not falter at borders apt to change over petty squabbles. That said, I'm not here to kill anyone. We're talking about waffles here, after all. Now, Ivan, are you satisfied with this resolution? You may be entitled to a share of the profits."
<walks up with a waffle in his hand ... picks up a crepe ... looks at the two, glances at the hellknight with an arched eyebrow, shakes his head and walks out ... munching on a waffle wrapped in a crepe>
Decadent!
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Hello? Taldan?!? ;)<walks up with a waffle in his hand ... picks up a crepe ... looks at the two, glances at the hellknight with an arched eyebrow, shakes his head and walks out ... munching on a waffle wrapped in a crepe>Decadent!
What? These waffles and crepes don't look faded, bitter, and rotten from neglect. They actually look pretty good.
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What? These waffles and crepes don't look faded, bitter, and rotten from neglect. They actually look pretty good.Hello? Taldan?!? ;)<walks up with a waffle in his hand ... picks up a crepe ... looks at the two, glances at the hellknight with an arched eyebrow, shakes his head and walks out ... munching on a waffle wrapped in a crepe>Decadent!
<posting as Abraduchess Sarina vanHoek>
I can only assume your attempt at wit was directed as slander against the Empire. Granted, while Taldor does not hold the sway or power it once did, it will rise yet again.Faded? Hardly. We have merely blended into our surroundings. While a lower profile does not shine from the light reflected off its surface, it does prove useful to put one into proper position.
Bitter? Possibly. But in seeing Cheliax suffer similar setbacks without having a traitor move against them while they were under attack, the bitterness is tinged with a sweetness. A bitter flavor can highlight the sweetness of a moment or a dish.
Rotten from neglect? Indeed? Compared to what? A devil infested nation with designs on expansion while the world faces imminent threat from the Abyss?
Of all the various factions that make up the Society, there are two who have decided to face the troubles coming to Avistan and the whole of Golarion: The Silver Crusade and Taldor. The remainder pursue other goals while the Worldwound spews forth damnation and destruction. Say what you will of Taldor, but I find her to be in good company.
And yes, I would love a crepe. Bellis honey and Gebbite cinnamon, if you please.
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<posted as Abraduchess Sarina vanHoek>
Truly an excellent crepe, my dear. I shall be sure to spread the word of your fine eatery in my travels.
And Mr. Yager, you do make a fine waffle.
I wish you both the best of luck with your restaurants.
