"I have told you, Don, my name is Un'undeen," She says, slightly irritated but more exasperated. "It is Elvish for Infinity. When you call me Un, it's like you're telling me 'No'. I am not a dog. And what do you mean by snakes? Is this establishment unsanitary?"
"Yeah yeah yeah... your name is a mouthful and I keep forgetting. Sorry. Well 'course this place is unsanitary, why else would they let me work outta here." Don grins a bit at his own wit.
"Bartender says that the boss made enemies outta the snake people. Might be that is why he had to hire himself some muscle for something as simple as delivery."
Don stands, stretching his full height and looks down at the new comers. Resting his hand on his axe he smiles slightly. "Answer the lady, being rude to ladies in my presence is not a healthy pursuit."
"I'm in here, drinking a bit and talking to my friend the bartender and these... men come in and yell at everyone then demand something... They can speak now and answer the question asked."
"Calm down Don. I agree with Drake. Let these people explain themselves, then we make a decision. Also, stay your blade. I don't want any trouble." Turning his gaze on the intruders, he replies "same for you. No violence. We can talk this out."
He pulls out a clanking sack, and motions for you all to sit down. One of his associates grabs drinks for each of you. "Now, now, now. Let's discuss things in a more civilized way," He says, "Drink."
Arsyc grabs the drink from the man and downs it quickly. "I see you do have the sack. We have the box, if you need it. We have it here and safely delivered, and we did not peek. You have my word of honor"
"Your word of honor warlock? Forgive me for saying so but, for one your word of honor probably means less then nothing, and two: if you knew what was in this box you would be crying out for mercy."
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"I have told you, Don, my name is Un'undeen," She says, slightly irritated but more exasperated. "It is Elvish for Infinity. When you call me Un, it's like you're telling me 'No'. I am not a dog. And what do you mean by snakes? Is this establishment unsanitary?"
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"What are you saying?" She sits upright and stretches her back. "Are we actually meeting with a snake person? What would they want with a rock?"
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Don shrugs. "I dunno who we are meeting. Maybe a snake person maybe not, just know that the snakes hate our new boss."
"Fine. I will keep it in mind as when it becomes pertinent information."
She looks around, expecting their query at any moment.
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Six men in black embroidered robe walk in and scream at the bartender, "Everybody out!" He turns to you, "The box please."
[[OOC: Does he have a sack ready for us, in his hands?]]
Un'undeen stands up and leans on the table.
"Who in all of the blue blazes are you?" She says, indignant. "And what box are you talking about?"
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Don stands, stretching his full height and looks down at the new comers. Resting his hand on his axe he smiles slightly. "Answer the lady, being rude to ladies in my presence is not a healthy pursuit."
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"Don, you didn't even give them a chance to speak."
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"I'm in here, drinking a bit and talking to my friend the bartender and these... men come in and yell at everyone then demand something... They can speak now and answer the question asked."
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"Calm down Don. I agree with Drake. Let these people explain themselves, then we make a decision. Also, stay your blade. I don't want any trouble." Turning his gaze on the intruders, he replies "same for you. No violence. We can talk this out."
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He pulls out a clanking sack, and motions for you all to sit down. One of his associates grabs drinks for each of you. "Now, now, now. Let's discuss things in a more civilized way," He says, "Drink."
Un'undeen sits back down uneasily. She takes the drink between her hands but just holds it there unmoving.
"Discuss then," She says.
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Arsyc grabs the drink from the man and downs it quickly. "I see you do have the sack. We have the box, if you need it. We have it here and safely delivered, and we did not peek. You have my word of honor"
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"Your word of honor warlock? Forgive me for saying so but, for one your word of honor probably means less then nothing, and two: if you knew what was in this box you would be crying out for mercy."
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Un'undeen looks at Arsyc with piercing eyes, like 'what where you thinking just giving away our only bargaining chip?'
"And why would we be doing that?" She asks their prospective client. "In any case, to get that box you'll have to deal with us. So how about we deal?"
She reaches below the table and puts the cloth wrapped rock on it, leaving her hand there and waiting for their next move.
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