From: Heath Lees (muddy999_at_bigpond.com)
Date: Thu Feb 27 2003 - 04:31:00 GMT
The Dwarf Kaleb walks into the room and nods to the assembled people, as he takes a seat off to the side that appears empty. Getting comfortable, he takes off the fine cap and undoes the button of the black high necked jacket of his uncle, that he had loaned him to wear for the special occassion. The silver button free's itself easily and he leans back regarding the people in the room. Although he knew Sara Mayfler, he had in the past little to do with her, the woman always dealing with his uncle when she attended the forge. Angavorn, Shalandra and Ferrock he knew well, having dealt with them many times, attending their weapons and armour. Temorya was someone who was also known to him, though he had little to do with him in the past, being more interested in the forgeing of spider armour than the actual harvesting of it. The final person in the room, Pean he did not know at all, the only reaosn he knew him was because he had been pointed out before.
Veltus' sudden appearance made Kaleb start though after he had gotten over the appearance the dour looking Dwarven smith ran his stubby fingers through his iron grey beard. Listening to the tale, he felt justifiably angry that someone from thier vilage would have sold them out, however he quickly squashed it and turned his analytical mind to the task at hand.
"That is not good news," Temorya states, fluttering around. "Sure, sure,
it is an honour to help and put my little knowledge into the service of the
community," Temorya responds eagerly. And he really likes his small windling
community and a little bit of fear arrises, that this might be at stake, but
with a shake of his head, he sweeps the thought aside. At the moment there
is evidence, that the bandits have the armour - which is bad news already.
Besides the bandits, do you have any further clues, or even obtained an armour
back? And maybe, any ideas where they come from, which race they belong, is
it a mixed band?" Temorya asks eagerly.
Shalandra stands straight and tall. "I will gladly accept this mission to help. For I honor that Ferrock and Sara have deemed me trustworthy and honorable for this task."
Shalandra then turns to the group. "I know many of you personally and if you accept this mission with me I will do my honor and with my best ability to protect you and your family from anything that might come up during this investigation."
"Aye, I will stand with yer both as well, Raggoks balls..." The Dwarf falls silent a moment, his mouth open, before bobbing his head looking at Sara. "Apologise Mistress Mayfler, I forget at times to whom I am speakin n all." His scowl deepens as he rethinks his words. "It bothers me te think that some un from this here village is passin off our work an our secrets to something as lowly as bandits." He prepares to spit, but seeing Sara swallows and pushes himself off his chair. "I agree with Temorya, these bloody...apologise Mistress, these Bandits need lookin too, seein as if'n we go sniffin about the village, we'd be most likely tippin off the traitor." He paces, his short legs carrying him across the room and back again before he speaks. "Still n all, I think we need somthin more n all before we go trippin off into the wilds. Chances are we would be walkin an all past these bloo...bandits. Veltus, is there a place where they have been seen...frequently? Does anyone know if they bear a standard?" He runs his hands through his beard, the anger growing on his face as he thinks of the betrayal. "I should be well an enough between me and Temorya knowin who made the armour and which farm it come from, seein as I work with the stuff and Temorya has seen it enough." The young Dwarf looks about startled, realising that he had taken hostage of the conversation and then slides back onto the seat, looking abasahed. "Course, thems just ideas an all...an I would be open te other suggestions..." Lapsing into silence he listens to the others speak.
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