Nothing Ever Happens IC

[pyrak]

-Adotlin-

"I hope that the nearby tree people don't mind me being resourceful I wouldn't what to fight them again" Adoltin said "so who is the old man here?"

[Jack Rinner]

"A mans posessions are his own! No matter the strength of him." Rinn said sternly. He had no quarrel with the hunter but if need be he will fight him. "The group is most likely full of cowards who prey on the weak. Tell you what, you can have first pick of their remains if you cooperate with me. I return his stuff and you can line your pockets. Deal?" Rinn took a defensive stance in front of the old man, in case the hunter tried to strike him down in defiance.

[Ollumhammersong]

"No man's possessions are his own unless he has the strength to defend them." he growled remembering his own bloody past and the lessons it taught him. "Your very existance is proof of that isn't it? Strong men payed by others to protect the 'possessions' they are to weak to hold onto themselves. The weak live to serve the strong it is the nature of things." His eye narrowed and he laughed at this mans attempts to stop him, He was a warrior Surviving alone in the wild with years under his belt and this one almost never left his cushioned seat in the castle for the past decade. He laughed "If I wanted him dead, guard I wouldn't have even let him finish speaking. But Like I said killing one so frail proves nothing in tersm of strength, and I do not care for coin, simply their supplies and to remove them from the competition, If you want to wander back through the country side to find this man afterwards go ahead."

[walesnz]

Listening to Ivellios and Rinn argue about the mans possessions, Djömix thought that they had a strange idea of ownership. To Djömix, who had never owned anything but the clothes on his back and his assortment of knives, it was very simple, either you had them or you didn't. The man didn't have them so he didn't own them.

Who owned the mans possessions wasn't what worried Djömix. From the instant the old man started talking, he thought there was something odd about what he was saying. Something didn't make sense about his story. He had been watching the area outside the wizards mansion for a considerable time and seen no other group form nor anyone that headed towards the forest. Also why would the thieves steal his stuff and then just leave him there? It would have been easier to kill him. His sense that he had developed over the many years he had spent in the streets told him this old man was not what he seemed. He knew took much.

However considering the argument the others were having, he doubted they would listen to him about his suspicions. So he decided to try and stear them away from the man.

Carefully standing just behind and to the side of Fiske, the only person he felt would actually protect him, he said to the group in general "We should ignore this old man, we need to find the dagger".

[Ollumhammersong]

"Finally someone sees some sense in the situation." he raised a hand at the speaker. Upon learning who said the words "Even the gnome knows a good choice when it shows itself." he noticed with some satisfaction. "Though I do still wish to kill these men and take whatever is useful from their corpses.... If only because I can." he said with a hint of boredom in his voice. He hoped the rest of the group wasn't as foolish as this guard.

[pyrak]

-Adotlin-

"I say we go and fight them it gets boring when your the road and nobody to fight for a few days"

[Jack Rinner]

Rinn was growing aggitated at the hunter and the gnome. "Okay fine do what you wish." Rinn pulled his sword out and chopped the old mans head clean off. The body fell and Rinn put his sword back in his sheath. "Problem solved" Rinn started walking ahead of everyone else searching for the other group. "Apparently that's how you solve things outside the castle walls." Rinn said to himself as he pushed over the disembodied head so its out of his way.

[pyrak]

-Adotlin-

"I like solving problems that way" Adoltin said following Rinn since he had nothing much to do.

[Ollumhammersong]

Ivellios was impressed, as he stared down at the headless corpse he felt pride at that movment, not that it showed on his face but pride all the same. Admittidly he was a frail old man but at least it was a start and one more person seemed to be learning the value of strength overcoming all. He turned and walked off to help search for whoever this group was. "We may make a warrior from you yet guard."