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Post by ringmasterrob on Sept 24, 2004 21:33:23 GMT
*The Ringmaster is clearly amused by the comical reaction of Marcus, before the man can reaction Rob opens his palm and the metal gun flies into his hand as if it were a magnet*
"Now I wonder how big and imposing you are when you haven't got this little trinket to point at unarmed folks. Now, I think I may know who you are, the Brinkatore child yes? If that is the case then you are clearly continuing in your family's tradition of dishonour and general slimy, toadlike behaviour. I think, if you can contain your fit for a short time then I need directions to find Lord Fear and these two need a passage out of here.
Of course I don't expect you to escort these two out *Marcus looks slightly disappointed despite himself*, I couldn't trust a low-life such as yourself. Who knows what foul things you would subject them to on the way. I would like you to simply walk in front, that way you'd be discouraged from leading us astray as that would result in a bit of metal finding its way into your black heart, or maybe your tiny brain, if I can manage to locate something so small in such a huge bloated head!"
*Satisfied that Marcus' pride has taken enough of a bashing, and that the man will escort them safely enough then he turns to the ladies*
"I must express my regrets this dolt, surely opposition minion of the month for being able to speak and have others understand him, interrupted before I could do anything. I am sure that after being brought to this less than humble abode you aren't in a mood to trust strangers, so you are welcome to leave and find your own way and all the best of luck to you. If you wish to stick around I will still owe you a favour. Choose quickly though, before Mr. Brinkatore's 2 braincells work too hard and short circuit"
*He can't resist a wry grin as he hears Brinkatore struggling to cope with the insults, stopped from retaliating only by the sheer terror of the Ringmaster's wrath. He jabs the pistol into Marcus' back and tells him to start walking, gesturing the 2 to follow if they wish to.*
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Post by Madmogsue on Sept 24, 2004 21:51:36 GMT
well ok. but can you help us find that man..... *rmr looks a little confused* um... you know The Man.... the tiger man.... *thinks for a second looking at MIdnight and then suddenly realises...* um... he never did tell us his name.... did he.....
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Post by Midnight on Sept 24, 2004 22:16:45 GMT
*To Mog.* No he didn't. I'm sure when we find him we'll find out...some how.
*To RMR.* We'll help you with Lord Fear if you help us find a ....friend of ours that was also kidnapped. We were seperated earlier on. I can probably track him down but that could takes ages and then I have no idea about how he is guarded other than a few goblins were with him but before we go any where I need to go and get my dagger. It was taken from me earlier.
*Midnight ignores Marcus and her and Mog quickly disappear into the first room that they found the shape-shifter in earlier.Qucikly picks up her dagger and rejoins the two men.*
Right ready....
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Sept 24, 2004 22:24:48 GMT
*Marcus just galers at the three do gooders. He can't belive he is being held to ransome by his own gun.*
(OOC: Time Out till tommorow.)
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Post by ringmasterrob on Sept 25, 2004 11:40:26 GMT
[OOC: Time in]
*Though slightly confused at the mention of a 'Tiger Man', The Ringmaster is still willing to aid the strange travelling partners.*
"A tiger man you say? Not a half man half tiger I hope? I find they can be awfully smelly, or do you mean a shapeshifter? If the answer to both is no I shudder to think how he could have earned the nickname 'Tiger Man'. Still I shall help you find him regardless, if of course our dear Mr. Brinkatore would be so kind as to excercise his miniscule brain and gear it to walk.
Firstly to Lord Fear please Marcus, or can I call you Ma? Not that you have a say in it Ma. I feel the need to remind you, as you'll have no doubt considered leading us into some minions or a trap that if you do then you'll be feeling a bullet and possibly something else a little more painful. So make sure your braincells are commited to finding the right path, not to any other schemes."
*The ringmaster has a sudden thought and takes out a large and neatly red silk cloth, the size of a bedsheet from a small bag he has under his robes, he offers it to Midnight.*
"If you are a little cold, in a place such as this, in your current 'attire' then you may find this useful, it's all purpose clothing. Very useful if I ever get caught short, you simply drape the relevant areas with the cloth and it should take the form of clothing, resitant to all elements you see and it will come of when commanded by you and you alone. Just a thought, of course if you are happy in your current state, while I would be slightly concerned for your mental wellbeing then I would cheerfully withdraw the offer."
*With the he hands her the cloth and turns back to Marcus, the count begins to walk forward akwardly and the Ringmaster follows with the two behind him, Midnight making a decision on the silk. This odd marching line begin to soldier through Marblehead*
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Post by Midnight on Sept 25, 2004 13:04:00 GMT
*Midnight accepts the cloth gratefully and puts it on.*
Thank you very much Ringmasterrob. Our friend "the tiger man" is indeed a shape-shifter and seen as most if not all the Oppostion know I am as well. My name is Midnight and this is Mog.
*Mog by this time has settled on Midnight's shoulder.*
Ringmasterrob if you don't mind me asking but I have travelled far and have heard of your name before many times but the last I heard was that you were "killed" in a magical blast. So how is it that your alive?? I know you have magic and that you are probably a mage for the robes give it away and I sense it in you though I have never heard of a magic so great to defeat or defy death...as yet anyway.
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Post by ringmasterrob on Sept 25, 2004 17:34:29 GMT
"You've never heard such magic defy death? Well you must never have encountered my old nemisis Scareye, mean guy who managed to defy death entirely until not long ago. I would be able to divulge that information, were it not for Ma here who would undoubtedly spread the infomation like wildfire, plus our current surroundings are hardly the ideal for secrecy."
*The Ringmaster feels Ma slow down slightly and gives him a sharp poke in the small of his back with the pistol to speed him up*
"Come now Ma, the sooner we get to Lord Fear, the sooner you can try some ridiculous trick on me that will undoubtedly fail miserably. Then I can have a nice little one to one with Lord Fear, exchange information and a few good ghost stories."
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Sept 25, 2004 19:09:05 GMT
*Marcus starts walking leading the trio to the thrown room.*
*He silently curses Rob.*
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Post by Midnight on Sept 25, 2004 19:33:21 GMT
*Midnight and Mog follows the two men while half smiling at the irony of Marcus having his pistol being aimed at him. Though she keeps a eye out for tracks but the floor is mainly made of stones and where there are tracks of some kind theres too much disturbance to follow them.*
Why are you wanting to see Loed Fear?? He's not the most popular man in Wolfenden and people tend to be running from Marblehead not towards it.
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Post by ringmasterrob on Sept 25, 2004 19:45:38 GMT
*The Ringmaster sighs, the last thing he'd like to be doing is having to repeat the basic facts he can give out, over and over, but the only alternative is giving away secrets that could jeopardise his being here.* "Not the most popular man in Wolfenden? That suggests that Fear's popularity around here can fit onto some form of popularity scale, Fear's about as well loved as the plague, as well respected as a village idiot and about half competant as one. He's hardly the kind of company I would be seeking under normal or even extreme circumstances, and there are sewers I would rather be in than Marblehead. Yet, As I mentioned, a man was rather brutally killed tonight, Charles Redmun, I am here to find his killer. The number one place to look for someone as shifty as a murderer is Marblehead *looks at Brinkatore*. Sorry if I have offended you by suggesting someone around here may actually be competant enough to pull of a good killing, Ma, but I happen to know at least one highly skilled Mercenary is under Fear's employ. If you don't mind ladies, I need to press on without too much questioning as there isn't much I can give away." *Without waiting for a response he prods Ma once more and the pace is picked up, Marcus clearly unsettled by the harder poke this time.*
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Post by Midnight on Sept 25, 2004 19:58:31 GMT
*Midnight pauses in her stride for a moment when she hears the name of the killed man.*
Charles Redmun dead??but I only saw him a few hours ago...I think. I've kind of lost track of time with being in here for so long I guess it's the early hours of the next day though...I think. Sorry to hear that..very sorry indeed. He was a good kind man from what I knew of him anyway. May his soul rest in peace.
*Midnight returns to walking and picks up the pace after RMR.*
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Post by ringmasterrob on Sept 25, 2004 20:07:41 GMT
"Indeed, the passing of Charles Redmun is a tragedy for all of good, and Ma I suggest you refrain from commenting on this issue or I might testfire this pistol on an area of your body bound to cause you immense pain and a huge damage to your manly pride
*The Ringmaster sounds more serious about the last comment, promting Marcus to pick up the pace once more*. In fact you may not have known quite how much of a tragedy it really is, but I must make sure that his killer is stopped. Even if that means coming here and confronting Fear."
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Post by Sylvester Hands on Sept 25, 2004 21:50:20 GMT
* Meanwhile, Hands, having been woken up by Quill some time ago, is running with him at great speed. * We've got to get down to the cells! Get Grippa and Rhark and Tiny to 'elp us! And those mire-thingies wouldn't come amiss either! [OOC: continued in "Into the Lion's Den"]
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