forum I summon thee @Young-Dusty

Started May 08, 2019 by @amber_is_in_a_loop

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Rick shrugged. "Maybe they won't, but a rumor's a rumor, and it won't go away quick. Anyway, why don't you just save yourself the trouble and tell me whatever you were about to tell me before we brought up the question of money?"

This woman observed Rick for a moment before caving.
"I had contact with the Hunters when I was young, including their deranged leader," she started reluctantly.

Rick raised an eyebrow. "Okay. And?"

"We were allied. We are again. My old group, my brother who's in charge of them. They're now allied to someone who's in charge of that leader's men. A man, who paid them to transport a young girl."

Rick narrowed his eyes. Now he was getting somewhere. "Interesting…. Do you know any more about this girl, and where she's been taken?"

"No, I don't. I've lost my rights to the information since I left the group," the woman told Rick coolly.

Rick let out a disappointed breath. "Aw. Well….thanks anyway. I guess I'll be on my way, then."

"Yeah. You will." The woman crossed her arms, lips pursed with withheld information.

Rick could tell she wasn't being completely open with him, but didn't know if he could get any more out of her at this point. He decided to tell Charlotte what he'd discovered when they met up again, and if she thought it was a good idea they could question the woman some more.
"Have a nice day," he said, putting his hat back on and heading off down the street.

Meanwhile Charlotte had made her way to the next house, plastering her best expression onto her face. She walked up, and knocked.

After several minutes, the door opened and the cautious face of a thirty-something man with dusty brown hair appeared. "Hello?"

"Good afternoon, sir," Charlotte greeted carefully. "Just here for a few questions, if that's alright."

"Questions about what?" he asked warily, opening the door all the way and folding his arms.

"I'll start, then. First, I'm guessing you lived here during the war?"

"No. I was eleven then, living with my parents in Nebraska. I only came here about eight years ago. Why?"

"Deorns. You see them around a lot?"

"We do what we can to keep them away from here. The closest one lives twenty miles east of town, we never have any problems with it. Sometimes one will pass through and steal some livestock, but that's it."

(I'm going to sleep now, see ya tomorrow)
"So I'm guessing the same goes for the Hunters?" Charlotte offered.

(seeya! ^^)
"Yeah." The man looked her up and down. "Who are you, anyway? Why do you want to know all this stuff about our town?"

Charlotte paused, deciding on her answer. "The Hunters are a concern of mine, for personal reasons. I want to see them stopped."

Now, suddenly, the man's lip curled. "Stopped, huh? Why's that? You're not some kind of "Deorn-rights activist", are you? One of those forest hippies that wants everybody to eat grass so that Deorns can have all the meat?" He stepped forward slightly. "We don't take kindly to that kind of talk around here."

Charlotte paused, chewing on her lip. Then, quick as a flash, her fist was at the man's throat and he was dangling off the ground.
"I would rethink your attitude, kind sir. Maybe take a moment to imagine what those creatures went through, and how much strength it would've taken them. I, for one, don't think you would have had the balls."
She let go, barely breathing hard.

The man's eyes were wide and he covered his throat with one hand. "Wh….what they went through?" he spat, quickly growing angry despite his shock. "They destroyed everything! They took my home, my town, and my family from me. Those bloodthirsty monsters could have stopped, they could have left us alone, but they didn't! And now that I finally have some peace in this pitiful, starving little village, I am not going to let some glorified animal endanger it just because a couple of them died during their own war!"

(sorry)
Charlotte's eyes widened in disbelief. "Are you joking with me, sir? We made those creatures what they became, we weaponized them. If it weren't for us, they'd be off living peacefully and out of our way. All they were doing was defending themselves."
She took a step back, realizing their voices were rising and some people were starting to look over." Anyway. Let's agree to disagree and I'll be on my way. "

(it's all good ^^)
"Yeah," the man responded fiercely. "Maybe it's best for all of us if you leave and don't come back."
Just then, there came another voice, from the street. "Hey! Excuse me, miss?"
It was the stranger from the tavern. He waved at her and trotted over. "Can I, um….have a word, maybe?"