Emjajoas
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Em draws back his bow and fires at M Opoly from the back row, grinning wickedly. The battle was going better than he had expected, though he dared not relax in the presence of Jetorix and his vixen.
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"I'm going to need to heal, for safety's sake," Em mutters, chugging back a potion.
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Em fires at the masked mage again from the back row.
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Em fires at the masked mage again from the back row.
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Em repeats his action, firing at the masked mage from the back row.
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Em grins, firing at the masked mage again from the back row.
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OOC: Shouldn't I be at full health, or am I forgetting something? Em attacks the masked mage from the back row.
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"With him until the end, is it?" Em says, laughing. "And why should your loyalty lie with Jetorix? If you think a man like him will stop at the extinction of the proggs, you're wrong-- How long until he targets your species? How long until he targets you?" Em laughs again, shaking his head. "These pro-human thugs are all the same-- wipe out everything that doesn't resemble you, or enslave it." "Ah, but it doesn't matter; I suppose you won't be able to live to see it," he continues, flashing a chilling grin at the last two rookies. "After all, you will be giving your life to give that man power. You will be giving your life so that that man may destroy you and everything you are." "And," Em adds, face again stone, a cold glint in his eye. He drew his bow and knocked an arrow. "I don't miss such easy targets."
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"Everyone's guilty of something," Em mutters, keeping his eyes on the pair leading the raiding party.
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Em glances between the enemies, though he stays quiet, reaching towards his bow.
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"I am ready," Em says.
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Em readies himself for battle, looking around for some sort of vantage point. He downs a mead.
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"I am ready," Em says, nodding.
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"I... saw the same, I think. We should tread carefully lest one of us makes a mistake..." Em crosses his arms and sighs. "Perhaps it would be best to ask someone about these nightmares-- Though I know not whom."
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"We'll have to deal with Jetorix swiftly, then," Em mutters.
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Em grins, kneeling down in front of the small proggs. "I told you I'd come and visit, didn't I?" As far as Mr Purple Guy goes, though, we didn't quite defeat him-- in fact, he decided to... turn good, I suppose. He and his friends do good work now. Have you kids been getting into more trouble?"
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"Yes, I had a run-in with them during a previous quest. Precious little things; they were doing work on the surface and traded with us."
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Em grins, waving to the little proggs. "How're you kids doing?" he asks, unsure of whether or not they'll remember him, but curious nonetheless.
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Em nods, thought Jetorix worries him. He doubted sleep would come easy.
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"Tactical," Em repeats with a grin, nodding. "That's one way to put it. These riots-- does Jetorix lead them himself?"
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"I can manage that," Em says, nodding.
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"I'm ready," Em says, eager to get underway.
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"I, for one, had some sort of nightmare last night." Em pauses, crossing his arms. "I get them often, but not like that... It may seem childish, but that nightmare felt like it was more. I couldn't sleep because of it."
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"We were summoned to deal with a certain problem you had; we are the heroes of Heroica," Em replies. "Solon hired us."
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Em decides to buy nothing, though he inspects the proggs around the store. Some seemed to be... wary of their presence, to say the least. That put Em on edge.
