Lord's Rest Inn

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 Shade is sulking at the bar

 Isaac is at one of the tables

 Shade slinks over

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 Shade is sulking at the bar

 Isaac is at one of the tables

 Shade slinks over

 He looks at her "hello"

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 "I guess I can't complain too much. Sometimes the dark arts fall into the hands of good people. Sometimes, I'm the one who 'accidentally' drops an entire peer-reviewed manuscript into the hands of the person who needs it most." They chuckle. "The sad part about our jobs is how much evil we face every day. I don't know about me, but when the world cheats either me or the innocent, I cheat back. Power shouldn't belong to the ones who 'earn' it exclusively, and the rules of this world insist that they don't. Nepotism, faustian bargains, all sorts of crap can boost you to the top. It's better if you can control the unfairness, and make it a little bit more bearable, don't you think?"

 He nods once more “I agree with that, control what variables you can, and what you can’t control. You either find a way to control, or accept it until you can.” He nods “What is this town like, Charlie? Or do you not yet know yourself?”

 "Like every other town, it is suffused with vileness. Beings of unfathomable power who see mortals as pawns to be used. If it gets much worse, they'll send in the Hunters."

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 "Fair point."

“Want another?”

 "No thank you, I have a lunch to go to in about an hour."

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 "I guess I can't complain too much. Sometimes the dark arts fall into the hands of good people. Sometimes, I'm the one who 'accidentally' drops an entire peer-reviewed manuscript into the hands of the person who needs it most." They chuckle. "The sad part about our jobs is how much evil we face every day. I don't know about me, but when the world cheats either me or the innocent, I cheat back. Power shouldn't belong to the ones who 'earn' it exclusively, and the rules of this world insist that they don't. Nepotism, faustian bargains, all sorts of crap can boost you to the top. It's better if you can control the unfairness, and make it a little bit more bearable, don't you think?"

 He nods once more “I agree with that, control what variables you can, and what you can’t control. You either find a way to control, or accept it until you can.” He nods “What is this town like, Charlie? Or do you not yet know yourself?”

 "Like every other town, it is suffused with vileness. Beings of unfathomable power who see mortals as pawns to be used. If it gets much worse, they'll send in the Hunters."

 "Hmm, disappointing, but not unexpected. Mortals always seek something to cling to, so if they bind themselves to such beings it wouldn't be out of the ordinary. I am Omar, if you did not know my name."

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“Well, once I left Cordon Bleu, I learned druidic arts in Massif Central from a druidic circle called the Rowan Ring. I used the magic I learned to enhance my abilities in cooking and also help with hunting. But they kind of, ah… kicked me out. So my use of metal armor was meant to signify my disorder to the old ways.”

It just barely misses. Klei backs away quickly, terrified.

 He nods a long, trying his  best to listen along with the monologue "That sounds like there is more to that story than you told me, but I don't need to know all that, its in the past now anyway. It's good to keep a momento though."

 He curses loudly "Dang I've gotten rusty, wherever you are, either stop hidin' now, or I'll find ya the hard way."

“Yeah. Also it’s just good armor. But I’m saying goodbye to those days. I used to be a very different man once…”

Klei begins running.

 "We all used to be different people a long time ago, if you can believe it I used to be a pirate. That's where I learned to cook."

 He hears the running and begins sprinting after them. *Opposed Dex checks to see if he catches them?*

“Oh, I can believe it.” He takes another handful of metal rings and continues to braid them together. “Thought it was either that or bushranger or something.”

Dex: 26

 He laughs heartily “And here I thought I’d surprise you with that one, do I just give off that kind of criminal vibe?” He says, stirring another bowl of flour with a grin.

 Yeah, they escape from him, although he does keep up for longer than most would except from someone currently blackout drunk.

“No, just added up some details and figured you had to be some kind of swashbuckling hero in some way.”

Klei runs around a corner and hunkers down, his heart pounding like a timpani.

 He shakes his head happily “Swashbuckling hero? Really, I seem like the swashbuckling hero type to you? Be honest.”

“Yeah! Really! I’m not kidding.”