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Post by
Snake387
Character: Drenn Sterling
Location: Ratchet
"I was sorting out some old quarrels, the human there used me and lied to me to get her way to Ratchet, I worked it out, obviously but I forgot to take it up with her on the boat, it was luxury after all, so I took it up with her here, although I did try to be nice to her but her rudeness her me off."
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Bog
Location:
Ratchet
Bogorzz had to stop himself from laughing; mortals were so petty...
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Mordecai
Location:
Barrens, Ratchet
"Is she going to be alright?" he asked, glancing back to the inn.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Vrak
Location:
Ratchet
Vrak started muttering something about, "humans," and, "grudges."
Post by
morginar
Character
: Ilthadris Ravenoak
Location
: Barrens, Ratchet
"Who knows?" Ilthadris replied to Varyn in a uncaring tone.
Post by
Persen
Theresa Oakes
Ratchet
Theresa saw her assailant join up with a group and sent him a hateful glance. She stayed near the door to the inn, waiting to acquire her rifle. The next bullet had a name on it.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Vrak
Location:
Ratchet
Vrak noted the murderous glare that Theresa gave the group, "Perhaps we should go now," he said carefully.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Mordecai
Location:
Barrens, Ratchet
"I suppose..."
Varyn glanced between the two groups. He sighed and moved towards the inn. "Go on ahead, I'll catch up." Mordecai nodded silently at the instruction and turned is dreadsteed about, trotting towards the road.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Ilthadris Ravenoak
Location
: Barrens, Ratchet
The ranger shruged and then jumped up on her crimson hawkstrider, and once she was up on her trusty mount, she pulled her hood over her head.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Vrak, Bog
Location:
Ratchet
Vrak and Bog got on their mounts and followed after Mordecai.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Ilthadris Ravenoak
Location
: Barrens, Ratchet
"What are you ploting Varyn?" Ilthadris asked as she removed the bow from her back and placed it in the sadle.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Mordecai
Location:
Barrens, Ratchet
"Miss?" Varyn called, approaching the woman at the door of the inn.
Post by
Snake387
Character: Drenn Sterling
Location: Ratchet
Judging it a good time to get going, Drenn shot envious glances at the rest of the group, who were equipped with mounts. He really needed to get out of here, and fast. He couldn't see a way of doing that. Sprinting to catch up with the group, Drenn kept the orc in the way of himself and the phoney.
Post by
Persen
Theresa Oakes
Ratchet
"Yes?" Theresa replied simply, neither courteously or with hostility, to the approaching young man. Maybe he could help her out.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Vrak
Location:
Ratchet
"Mount up," said Vrak to Drenn, "Violetflame can carry you as well.
Post by
Snake387
Character: Drenn Sterling
Location: Ratchet
"Thanks mate," Drenn climbed onto the mount grinning.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Ilthadris Ravenoak
Location
: Barrens, Ratchet
Ilthadris sat in her sadle and gazed at Varyn and Theresa.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Vrak
Location:
Ratchet
"Don't mention it," muttered the orc, spurring the proto-drake forward.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Mordecai
Location:
Barrens, Ratchet
Varyn paused before her with a silent, contemplative expression; as though uncertain just how to proceed. "Um...would you, perhaps, be willing t-to tell me just ah...just what happened between you and...and Drenn?"
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gorshank
Location:
Ratchet
Still invisible, Gorshank perched on top of the inn, listening intently. His tracking device was getting louder; it was much closer to the thieves now. Gorshank's hand flew out like greased lightning, snaring the small finch that was flying by. A simple spell incinerated the bird. The demon smiled warmly. But the Nathrezim failed to notice a single charred feather that floated down between the pair below.
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