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"You forget I got Asha's leg broken with that and she couldn't walk for half a year. It's not a laughing manner, Kerr." The Prince grumbled quietly.
"For a moment there you looked like my younger sister Irmina after pulling a dead mouse from under a wardrobe..."
"And I thought you're not the one to be worried about such things? But fine." The Prince sat down on a flat piece of rubble.
"Aren't you gonna go into Empire, though? I mean... that's even less safer place for me to roam alone. I will think this over, okay?" He leaned down and kissed his lil' girl on the forehead, first time in over five years. "Stop thinking of me as if I was frail grandpa, dammit. I could even get you a sister if I found a nice woman, ya know." He gently elbowed Sheila with a big grin.
"None. This boar didn't have it." Prince Aliberti stood up and pulled out the mirror. Then he rubbed it. The small glow on it pointed toward the corpse. "This is very- oh." He looked at the corridor that the bandit leader was guarding, stepped over the corpse and then rubbed the mirror again. "Oh, the shard is somewhere there." Prince spoke, looking at the ruins of a domed building with two huge chimneys, wider on top and the base and thinner in the middle. The Prince looked at the corpse again. "Hmph, he was probably a bandit or some other thug... we might've ended the worries of some peasants with his death, right, Kerr?"
"Well... wait... oh. I... don't think it would be a good idea, after all these years."
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"I don't know, Masalla probably. I could get a job at a tavern or some such place. My leg might be lame but my spine and arms aren't. I could even carry cargo on and off the ships... You're not worried about me, are you? I will take the same path that we took to this cave. And one person is even less noticeable than whole group. I would be fine, really."
Hit: 105+10-11 = 104, autohit!
Damage: 10-1 = 9dmg
Vaslav counterattacks!
Hit: 93-10-4 = 79
Hit roll: 8, hit!
Damage: 15-3 = 12dmg
Vaslav counters again!
Hit: 93-10-4 = 79
Hit roll: 53, hit!
Damage: 15-3 = 12dmg
Hit: 99+10-11 = 98
Hit roll: 95, hit!
Damage: 11+2-1 = 12dmg
"Great. Now to check for the shard. The spell wouldn't put us in front of his thug gang for nothing, right?" The Prince knelt in front of the corpse and began checking through the pockets.
"There's only one reason and you know his name. I can't stand him, even if it looks differently. Besides, he can take care of you... as shown earlier. Besides - with my leg, I'm only a burden. Have you seen me join the fighting before you're done with the enemies?..."
"I merely wish to fulfill my debt to him, and I hoped that be exemplary service, I could do just that."
"No, I can't provide their names. One is too important, and the other actually... has no name, so to speak. Apologies."[/quote]
"About the fact that it's time for me to leave. It will be better that way for you, and us." "I was more worried that you might try to... stop me from taking the blade to the Duke. It's good to know you talk first and murder later. I could deliver a message to the Duke, telling that you will hold on the blade..." "Are you truly going to wait here? If yes... I... might know whom to talk with. After all, as a member of Lebrande family, I do have to help, even if that does not sit particularily well in my stomach. There are some... important persons that would be interested in, well, supporting your bid for the throne. You would have to trust me, though, and let me leave and return to the Empire." At this proposal, Charles was visibly grimacing, but said nothing.
"So I see you truly have no intention of fullfilling the mission you were hired for?" "What you will do with this sword? Whom you want to try and make an Emperor... or Empress?" "Sheila, we have to talk in private." He spoke in hushed tone, giving Leo a silent stare.
Hit: 101-11 = 90
Hit roll: 10, hit!
Damage: 7+2-5 = 4dmg
Vaslav counterattacks!
Hit: 93-11 = 82
Hit roll: 85, miss!
