Emjajoas
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"I would appreciate a level," Em replies, nodding gratefully. "Do you happen to know and trust the owners of the Inn, by any chance?"
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OOC: Sorry about that, guys, I'm back now. Read up on what was going on so I'll hop right back in. Em toys with his new bow, grinning slightly to himself. It was always nice to have a new toy, and this bow was no exception. However, he felt the need to keep his demeanor rock-like in appearance. The tension was rising in the party, and he felt the time to take sides would be quickly approaching. He silently stood by near the back of the party as they reported in.
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Em draws back another arrow and fires at Club again from the back row. OOC: Going to be away for a few days after tonight, my internet access will be limited-- if I have any at all. Feel free to use my character however you wish.
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Em switches targets, firing instead at the armour rack.
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"We don't have time for this!" Em snaps, firing an arrow at the Weapons Rack from the back row. "Figure it out when our enemies are biting dust!"
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"And how do you propose to bring about safety?" Em asked, genuinely curious. He still feared the Stealer, but he understood him on a basic level. He was beginning to feel for the man, appreciate what he stood for-- Though he didn't quite agree with it. Crime was necessary. Crime kept things clean.
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Em eyes the stealer, impressed he performance. "Job hunting. The usual," he replies flatly, trying to seem calm when in fact he was tense.
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"His knowledge is worth a fortune," Em remarks to himself. "His weapons, his technology... It would be unwise to kill him off without any alternative-- but for some reason, I doubt it will come to that today."
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Hands somewhat shaky, Em shook his head to clear it. "If he's in there--" Cutting himself off, Em looked around for any signs of passerby-- Footprints, blood stains, lack of dust, trails in the dirt, anything-- or any signs of wildlife he could communicate with.
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Em draws his bow, placing an arrow on the string. "Be ready for anything behind that door," he grumbles, still unsure of what to expect.
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"The sound of dogs promises the presence of enemies-- Or anyone, for that matter. Silence worries me." Em stares at the northwest route for a long moment before shaking his head. "The silence worries me more than it should."
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Em takes a look down both paths, spying for anything of note. "I feel bad for the streetlickers they gave this junk to," he mumbles, crossing his arms. "And worse yet for the streetlickers who took more than they were allotted."
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Em remained silent throughout the ordeal. He, too, remembered the Stealer well. Unsure of what to do, he slung his bow and lightly patted Karie's shoulder. "Their boss isn't a man to be trifled with," he interjects. "It's wise to fear the Stealer. It's unwise to let that fear control you. We ought to tread carefully if he's involved. His power is..." Em left his sentence unfinished. "Shall we move along? I fear we've lingered too long."
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"Thanks, Karie," Em grunts through gritted teeth, drawing back another arrow and again firing at the Black Peon from the back row. "I owe you one."
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OOC: I'm so sorry guys, got really busy all of the sudden, should be cleared up now though. /OOC Em fires his bow at Peon Black, silent as ever.
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"I, too, feel uneasy. Perhaps we should tread lightly," Em suggested, though he was itching to use his bow. "I'm not a fan of closed spaces."
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Em crouches down and inspects the Proggs more closely. "Fascinating," he mumbles to himself, shaking his head. "I've never met one of your kin." Standing, he looks down the alleyway. "Sounds almost as though-- Hmmm. Would you kids happen to have any tunnels around these parts large enough for human travel?"
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"Miss Misfortune," Em repeats silently, grinning to himself. "As far as life, Arnulf, it's treating me the same as ever-- Too much to shoot, too little gold."
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"So we meet again," Em remarks, nodding to Arnulf and Karie before turning to their employer. "I'm here, sorry for the delay."
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Em signs up for quest 70.
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"Pleasure doing business, sir," Em nods, returning to his seat in the corner.
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"Would you be willing to part with your White Marksman's Hat for either 50 Gold or my Gentleman's Hat (SP: 1, suitable for men, headgear. The wearer has a 1/2 chance to not be affected by Asleep.)? Perhaps a combination of the two; some gold and the Hat?"
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Em strides in and silently takes a seat in a quiet corner before ordering an ale.
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Heroica RPG - Quest #61: Grim Grinning Ghosts
Emjajoas replied to Kintobor's topic in The Heroica Archive
Em grins, patting his wallet. "Aye, I agree that Stigveladi deserves the ring." Nodding to his party members, he prepares to take his leave. "Unless any of you have any business with me, I think I'll be off to the Hall." -
Heroica RPG - Quest #61: Grim Grinning Ghosts
Emjajoas replied to Kintobor's topic in The Heroica Archive
"Good work," Em interjects, slinging his bow over his shoulder. "Another job well done."