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Sepria - The Revenge


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"Keep your women and keep your values, for I do not care about either one, I do however care for someone called Camel", Lathran answered. He looked around at the crowd. "I do not care for trouble either so keep your weapons where they belong or things could get very troublesome", he said.
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Vidala waved her hand at the remark. "Don't care about that", she muttered and watched the man pulling the stove. "You need a hand?", she asked him and grinned slightly.
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Draego turned to the man, and stared at then with his blinded eye's, and felt a hate deep within him.

 

"I assure you sir that whatever past trouble knight's have caused you they will not be repeated by use so please answer the question that me friend asked you. If you do not know you this camel is then tell us who can guide us."

 

Draego could feel tension begin to die down. He turned to Lathran and wispered, "I do not believe knight's are welcomed here."

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"Very well but be careful with your choice of words. I do not wish to leave here with blood on my hands."

 

Draego turned to the man and waited for him to answer.

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Erunanion touched his finger lightly to his lips whilst glancing meaningfully at Tiemmo. The man looked up at Vidala as she started to help hi,. then grinned at her as together they hefted the stove away from the wooden wall. If Vidala looked at the space they had just made she would see a passage, cut into the earth behind the house. There were wooden struts buttressing the walls of the passage, which was tall enough to admit a walking man, if he were bent double. There was no light in the tunnel.

 

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The small man swayed in what was obviously his manner, and looked hard at them. Suddenly a voice shouted from the shadows, "You've found yourself some soldier friends then, eh Camel?"

 

The man, evidently the Camel that they were to meet, winced unconciously. Still looking at them, he said in a loud but drink-addled voice, "I don't know this lot - get your facts straight before telling me who and what my friends are." As he swayed in his arc towards them, he muttered so that it was barely audiable, "Who sent you? Why do you seek me?"

 

Then he seemed to lose his balance, as he stumbled into Lathran, giving them time to answer.

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"Listen, my friend. We come on behalf of one who goes by the name of Erunanion.

 

Draego leaned closer to wisper.

 

"We were sent to pick up certain objects. Do you know of what I speak of?"

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Tiemmo is no lover of caves and passages but he has a lantern, actually a dark lantern that can be covered quickly to block out the light it gaves. He glances at Erunanion wanting to know the order they should enter the tunnel.
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OOC:So I leave for a day or whatever and everyone starts writing?

 

IC:Lathran supported the man to keep him from falling over. "Show him the ring", he whispered at Draego.

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Erunanion stood up, and looked into the tunnel. "Tiemmo since you have a lantern you may lead the way, if you feel you require it. The passage is 20 feet long, give or take. We shall emerge from a disguised doorway, but we must take care not to be spotted exiting - were it discovered then many more people than just ourselves would be harmed. Although it being close to darkness now we should have an easy time of it."

 

He walked over to the opening, and looked up at his friend, whose name the others still did not know. "Thank you once again, my friend, we shall be back within the hour."

 

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Camel stayed close to Lathran for one moment more, and uttered, "We must leave, now." He planted his hands on Lathran's breastplate and pushed himself away from him harder then necessary, and he bowled into a nearby table, upsetting a person's drink. He quickly tried to get up, but merely succeeded in causing more chaos. The man who had been at the table looked at the smaller man, then uncerimoniously kicked him in the backside in the direction of the door, which he banged through. "If you want anything with him, that's your lose." He sat back down at his table and ordered a fresh drink.

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