forum High Fantasy D&D Style World (Open)

Started April 02, 2018 by Evanescent Mettle

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"That's good." Masalee jumps and catches the dressing, and cleans and bandages her wound. "Is it bad?"

"Your wound or mine, or Max's," Willow calls Max over to her and pets him gently, referring to him as a 'poor baby'.

(How's this I'll be Nathaniel's "Hired gun" That sound cool?)
Archia looks on from the air at the sight of Nathaniel on the ground "Tsk tsk tsk, poor man Sigh might as well help him out" Archia says out loud. As he swoops down onto the ground in front of the three "You ladies ready for round two?"

(Very important question: does Lark know about Archia? There is lots of potential for drama if she doesn't)
"If it's all the same, I'd really rather not. But thanks for offering," Masalee answered.

"Yeah, what she said," Willow awkwardly smiles at the newcomer, idly petting Max in the process.

Masalee carefully begins to back away, not taking her eyes off him but curious if he'd let them leave.

"Now I know what you're thinking," archia says pointing at Nathaniel "But I can't let you leave because that guy's paying me so…." Archia says pulling out his bow. "I need to take you in" As he points at masalee "And take you out" As he then points at willow.

"That's rude," Willow searches for nearby corpses, she finds two in a mile radius and calls them to her. The skeleton of a Hog and a Horse wait in the tree line, "You shouldn't do that."

"Yeah, what she said!" Masalee echoes Willow. "Any chance of us just talking this out?"

"Well, I'd appreciate to talk but maybe not here in this creepy dark forest." Archia says "But I'm getting paid to do this… By him" As he points at Nathaniel

"Well, what if you kill him instead? And just steal all his money, we won't tell anyone," Willow says.

"Not a soul," Masalee agrees.

Willow nods.

Cautiously, Masalee continues to inch away.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Archia questions and raises an arrow towards the two of them. "He's willing to pay me much more for the both of you. Do you think he has that kind of money on him?"

"Honestly, he might," Willow shrugged, slowly standing up, wincing as she does.

(Sure)
"Yeah, he seems the kind of guy. Or, hear me out, we can fake our deaths, and you can take the money. Much less work on your part."

(Sure)
"Yeah, he seems the kind of guy. Or, hear me out, we can fake our deaths, and you can take the money. Much less work on your part."

"Ooo, yeah that could be fun. We'll fake our deaths and move far away, you'll never see us again." Willow nods.

"That was basically already our plan. It's perfect."

"Do we have a deal?" Willow smiles.

At this point, Masalee is at least a foot from where she started.

Archia shrugs "Fake your deaths… that sounds kinda nice. I never really liked killing people…"