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Post by HorizonsDream on Jan 28, 2020 23:53:52 GMT -8
"You aren't going to kill him even if we don't agree to your terms because you need him, so I don't see the point in agreeing to your terms," Orianna says.
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Post by GreyWolfVT on Jan 29, 2020 2:56:05 GMT -8
Balasar adds "And whats to say you wont come for Nundro after we leave here or ambush us on the way out with him?"
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Post by Daos on Jan 29, 2020 14:51:23 GMT -8
"The alternative here is that I kill your dwarf friend, and kill you. And let your animated corpses run around with the other ghouls, feasting on the dead," the Black Spider points out. "So really, there's no reason not to take my offer outside simple foolishness."
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Post by HorizonsDream on Jan 29, 2020 16:40:06 GMT -8
Orianna sighs, and looks to Zoya and Iroas. "Thoughts?"
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Post by Daos on Jan 30, 2020 11:20:42 GMT -8
"I do not think he can be trusted," says Iroas, putting a hand on his holy icon of Ilmater.
"And he has been the source of much evil," Zoya adds, her icon of Bahamut shining in the firelight. "He will cause much more if left alone."
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Post by HorizonsDream on Jan 30, 2020 13:49:29 GMT -8
"Show yourself," Orianna says to the disembodied voice.
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Post by Daos on Jan 30, 2020 15:28:58 GMT -8
"And give up my largest tactical advantage?" the voice asks. "I will do so only if you toss your weapons aside. Prove to me that I can trust you."
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Post by GreyWolfVT on Jan 30, 2020 17:07:12 GMT -8
Balasar slings his bow but does not toss it away not being a fool he decides that is not wise.
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Post by HorizonsDream on Jan 31, 2020 0:14:48 GMT -8
Orianna purses her lips together, then tosses her weapons aside.
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Post by Daos on Jan 31, 2020 15:15:41 GMT -8
"It seems your dragonborn will not comply," the voice says. "There can be no deal without full cooperation from you all."
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Post by GreyWolfVT on Jan 31, 2020 15:19:22 GMT -8
Balasar unslings the bow and tosses it aside rolling his eyes "Military background dictates it is unwise but fine."
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Post by Daos on Jan 31, 2020 18:41:53 GMT -8
Once the entire party has disarmed all their visible weaponry onto the floor, the voice speaks a word of power and an image begins to fade into view before them. It is that of a male drow wearing a long purple cloak with a red interior and holding a black quarterstaff that is topped with an elaborate spider. "Now then, perhaps I can make you an even better offer than the one before," Nezznar begins. "Work for me. You seem far more competent than the goblins I've employed so far. Assist me in clearing out the undead from this mine, and we can share in the profit to be made from it."
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Post by GreyWolfVT on Feb 1, 2020 11:23:35 GMT -8
Balasar "I care very little for fortunes, however I do agree the undead are a scourge that must be removed." the dragonborn admits not agreeing to partner with the enemy merely an open statement to be taken as anyone wishes to.
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Post by HorizonsDream on Feb 1, 2020 19:21:13 GMT -8
Orianna studies the drow for a few moments, and considers his offer. "I agree that the undead do need to be taken care of," she says.
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Post by Daos on Feb 1, 2020 20:24:26 GMT -8
"Then we have an agreement then?" the drow asks. "You and your group will work for me, and clear out the undead and other monsters of the mine?"
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