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Post by Urron Greyjoy on Nov 6, 2013 18:50:26 GMT -5
"Bah! Then go, die, get raped, who cares. You will throw your life away because of foolish impatience with no care for friend or fealty. You will get no help from me with this plan." Gregory shooed her away quickly, turning back to Creighton with a huff.
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Post by Marie on Nov 6, 2013 18:59:08 GMT -5
Sasha sighed and headed back to Markus. "Well, that settles that!" She declared. "Gregory declares that he will not come, because he thinks it is too dangerous and because Creighton is wounded. Fool!"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2013 0:36:40 GMT -5
"Bah! Then go, die, get raped, who cares. You will throw your life away because of foolish impatience with no care for friend or fealty. You will get no help from me with this plan." Gregory shooed her away quickly, turning back to Creighton with a huff. Creighton had listened in on the conversation, keeping eyes closed to appear sleeping. He opened them after Sasha had left and returned to Markus, looking up at Gregory. "I thank ye for savin' my ass, though I know I ain't out of the woods just yet, but without ye I'd be with the Stranger now." he said with a tired voice, winching at the pain from his wound. "But ye should go with the rest of them, not remainin' 'ere and watch over me like a frettin' mother dolts over her sick child." |
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Post by Sam on Nov 7, 2013 10:43:20 GMT -5
Sasha sighed and headed back to Markus. "Well, that settles that!" She declared. "Gregory declares that he will not come, because he thinks it is too dangerous and because Creighton is wounded. Fool!" Markus shrugged. "Fewer shares for th'loot t'be divided," he said nonchalantly. "They ain't been much use yet, hard t'see tha' they'd be more help on th'road," he added. |
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Post by Marie on Nov 7, 2013 11:32:46 GMT -5
Sasha nodded. "Aye. You're right about that. It won't be our fault if the boss slits their fool throats neither. So long as we've enough hands between to carry the look, it hardly matters. But I don't trust that Gregory, says the guards will be after us. Wouldn't be surprised if he pointed them in our direction after all the trouble we've had."
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Post by Urron Greyjoy on Nov 7, 2013 13:32:30 GMT -5
"Pah, they have made their decision. Greed guides their actions, and they will do to each other as they are doing to us now. I came here to ensure you and them live, but if they will try to throw all of that away in vain with eyes for gold, then let them. I will not waste the time or the effort. Their greed will drive them to such lengths that they will cut through any they think will stand in their way, including their friends. As soon as they get anything worth keeping, they will leave on their own. No oath to a lord will stop that." Gregory harrumph'd at that, muttering something about fools drowning.
( Seems this didn't post last night, my apologies for the delay.)
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Post by The Stranger on Nov 7, 2013 15:31:16 GMT -5
OOC: Creighton's health is fine, considering he got stabbed to death. Whether he moves or stays his healing time remains the same. Now everybody get on with it!
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Post by Deleted on Nov 8, 2013 14:36:25 GMT -5
"Pah, they have made their decision. Greed guides their actions, and they will do to each other as they are doing to us now. I came here to ensure you and them live, but if they will try to throw all of that away in vain with eyes for gold, then let them. I will not waste the time or the effort. Their greed will drive them to such lengths that they will cut through any they think will stand in their way, including their friends. As soon as they get anything worth keeping, they will leave on their own. No oath to a lord will stop that." Gregory harrumph'd at that, muttering something about fools drowning. ( Seems this didn't post last night, my apologies for the delay.) Creighton shook his head at Gregory's words, winching as he tried to get himself to a seated position. The wound in the back was going to be a pain for several weeks, but hearing Gregory speak that he wasn't going because of him laying here in bed had made the decision for Creighton. The man had saved his life and that meant that Creighton owed him something, and if that meant getting out of bed and continue on so that Lord Cave wouldn't have the man's throat slit for failing to finish the mission, Creighton's pain be damned. "We came 'ere to do something for our employer, Gregg, and if it's true that the two of 'em only is in it for the gold, then let us make sure that they do not take somethin' that belongs to Lord Cave. We need to start to work together if we want to succeed, not continue down on started path. I don't want to end with another bolt in me back or worse because I work alone." |
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Post by Urron Greyjoy on Nov 8, 2013 14:43:04 GMT -5
"Working with the others is what got you that bolt in your back... but I suppose you're right. I'll side with whatever the group decides, not just those two." Gregory pushed himself to his feet, sighing quietly before taking a drink of the wine leftover. "You should be fine to travel, but if a fight rises, you'll be the last one to join it."
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Post by Ser Donnel Royce on Nov 12, 2013 4:30:14 GMT -5
Just then Dickon barged into their private room. His clothes were disheveled and he stank of manure and rum. The dornishman had clearly seen better days. "Hello friends." He said, grinning.
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Post by Urron Greyjoy on Nov 12, 2013 19:44:42 GMT -5
Gregory turns and stands up, walking towards Dickon and then swinging a punch at the man's jaw.
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Post by Sam on Nov 13, 2013 9:17:02 GMT -5
Markus poked his head in the door. "Are you idiots comin' t'do th'job we were hired for, or are you just goin' t'sit here an' enjoy the scenery?" he asked irritably. "Cave don't give a shit about our lives, he wants his prize. When you're done buggerin' each other in here, th'girl an' I are headin' south to the cache tomorrow."
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Post by The Stranger on Nov 13, 2013 9:31:28 GMT -5
Dickon got cold cocked on the jaw, and went down, seeing stars. He regained his footing a few seconds later.
The bumbling band, representing the best agents, thugs and killers money could buy (inflation), eventually got their act together and departed, following the map provided to them. As they left town, they split up briefly, each stopping into a shop to buy equipment relevant to the mission. (OOC: Just list in your next post anything you thought to purchase.)
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Hope you all are well and happy.