Tengro
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*Magnus, I'm wearing a cloak! Bought it in Arachne's Lair 3-4 turns ago for 10 gold!*
What the...? Imps are burning things down??? Too bad I can't take off the cloak... I'll burn to a crisp... but I have to save the imps... Sigh... and why didn't I learn Ice Magic... Never mind... Priest... EUREKA!
*I descend to the scaffold, wrapping myself in the cloak*
(Me)— Take it off! In the name of the Emperor!
(Priest)— But who are you??? And... He burned half the city! We can't let him go!
—Damn! Are you all so stubborn? He knows the location of the Brotherhood's secret base! The Council ordered me, Tengro Arc, monster hunter, *I shove a silver katana under his nose* to take him and bring him to the Imperial City for questioning! *The priest isn't skilled enough in dealing with the undead to *sense* me.*
—Okay, sir... what did you say? Tengro Arc? I remember, I remember... Oh, Tengro Arc! Isn't that the Tengro Arc who burned the Emperor's messenger and his house 30 years ago???
*C-crap!!! He recognizes me!!!*
—No... he's just a distant relative... They say he was torn apart by werewolves a year ago...
—A-a-a-a... Well, esteemed hunter, take him *AzzJay is taken away, stunned, and given to me*. Perhaps you'd like a cart with a driver?
*I'll refuse – he'll get suspicious... I won't refuse – the plan will fall apart... Never mind, I'll come up with something.*
—Okay, I won't refuse...
*I leave with the bound AzzJay in a teega, accompanied by 1 swordsman and a peasant driver.*
What the...? Imps are burning things down??? Too bad I can't take off the cloak... I'll burn to a crisp... but I have to save the imps... Sigh... and why didn't I learn Ice Magic... Never mind... Priest... EUREKA!
*I descend to the scaffold, wrapping myself in the cloak*
(Me)— Take it off! In the name of the Emperor!
(Priest)— But who are you??? And... He burned half the city! We can't let him go!
—Damn! Are you all so stubborn? He knows the location of the Brotherhood's secret base! The Council ordered me, Tengro Arc, monster hunter, *I shove a silver katana under his nose* to take him and bring him to the Imperial City for questioning! *The priest isn't skilled enough in dealing with the undead to *sense* me.*
—Okay, sir... what did you say? Tengro Arc? I remember, I remember... Oh, Tengro Arc! Isn't that the Tengro Arc who burned the Emperor's messenger and his house 30 years ago???
*C-crap!!! He recognizes me!!!*
—No... he's just a distant relative... They say he was torn apart by werewolves a year ago...
—A-a-a-a... Well, esteemed hunter, take him *AzzJay is taken away, stunned, and given to me*. Perhaps you'd like a cart with a driver?
*I'll refuse – he'll get suspicious... I won't refuse – the plan will fall apart... Never mind, I'll come up with something.*
—Okay, I won't refuse...
*I leave with the bound AzzJay in a teega, accompanied by 1 swordsman and a peasant driver.*
"Мы не герои. Мы сильны. Мы упрямы. Мы стараемся соблюдать условия контракта. Но мы не умираем за проигравших." Костоправ
"Мы не поклонники честной игры, если ее можно избежать. Девиз Отряда – максимальная эффективность при минимальном риске." Костоправ