Jerkchicken

Warrior Island

sure

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He listened to the instructions and began thinking about the next day. He was only mildly concerned about the seed and what would be guarding it. It would seem imperative to at least, him that destroying this seed should be done before leaving town. It would be the right thing to do as well as making their exit easier with the ensuing chaos.

He looked at the group once more. He wondered about how well the group would work together. He wouldn't mind having traveling companions. However, he felt like the odd man out since he's just a very unkempt traveller and they all look like proper towndwellers being all cleaned and we'll dressed. He wondered how many of them would tolerate being outdoors for stretches of time. Since it would probably be for the best to stay clear of Sightless claimed settlements while they're doing whatever they needed to do.

"Gin, what's this seed look like, and do we hit it until it's destroyed?" He asked unclear on what seed is. He thought it could go both ways as either a thing somewhere or a being.

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Soon

Just gotta wait for the shipment and then install

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Cooler broke my CPU has been getting fried for months till I figured it was the source of the crashing

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Stuck on mobile device until I can repair my pc, posting will be slowed.

Will make a response in x hours

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He listened at Gin finally explaining a bit more at what was going. He continued his swaying as he listened to the entity speak to them. The woman, she was very close to spilling her true intentions for being here. Regardless, it was all too clear with how she gripped that weapon that it was hers and she knew how to use it. Though she was playing as someone of lower importance she was a warrior of some skill with that weapon. He'd try to remember to act mildly surprised when she eventually revealed herself to be some soldier or warrior.

His glance gently floated over to Chres. It felt like a large clue had made its appearance with Gin mentioning this man. His tragic backstory which was painfully revealed gave him a decent sense of what was going on. While he could be wrong, he felt pretty confident with his assumption that began to form. This man whose exposure to these visions of "insight" would no be of some importance to this entity. He figured because of his exposure to this magic it would make him a double-edged sword, this connection being both useful to ends of Gin while also proving troublesome due to said connection.

The swaying stopped momentarily as he just leaned on the pole. His thoughts now concentrating on this offer. He was glad he was in a calm state before drinking, as now he found himself as tethered and still like a rock at the bottom of a lake. On one hand there was still many questions involving the trustworthiness of this figure. They were going to be roped into some greater scheme, and while the cult was definitely evil, it was also unclear as to how much to trust this figure. This threat of incoming death at the hands of the cult and their leader could false, since the threat of dying is a decent enough cudgel to get people to do something.

He continued to think over it but ultimately his intuition told him such rumination at this point was a bit pointless. At this point all he knew is they were definitely being prodded to taking action against the cult and Chres would probably be some of importance given his exposure to "insight". There was the possibility of Gin being just as bad the cult and the repercussions of that. Ultimately he would go along with this, as he had nothing but antipathy towards the cult and this would be convenient for him.

He then approached Gin again and spoke, "Alright, consider me as signed up. So what about this information that will save me and whoever else decides to cooperate with your plans? Will it involve hanging around with that guy over there?" He made a quick gesture towards Chres.

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The man casually matched the amount of coinage on the table. With a flick of the wrist, he sent the dice effortlessly rolling into the cup. He checked the results. Both had winning rolls, so it was a tie. It figured it would be pointless given the mention of incoming death. He graciously accepted the rum and waterfalled the liquid into his mouth. With a calm smile he said to Gin, "Call me whatever you wish. We both know this is not my true name, the real one is only known to me, the wind that passes, and the grass I travel over. "

He took another swig of his wine as he picked up his stuff and put it away. He got up with a sway that was both partially affected and real. Some blond guy he hadn't noticed for some reason, approached Gin asking about the impeding doom they were to face. "Right tells us about out that incoming death. Mind telling me which way it's coming in from? I'd at least like to have the courtesy of facing it while standing up." After saying that, he saw that woman again. The mistress of cold and steel walking up to this Gin fellow. There was something interesting about her, or rather this concern of hers.

Sure, there was something distressing to be in this odd situation where it seems time has stopped flowing. Then a mysterious figure comes in telling everyone of incoming death. Also, he knows their names too. He stayed quiet as he didn't care much for redundancy. Both the blonde guy and her were already asking the same damn questions everyone else had on their mind. All he needed to do is stay quiet and listen. And that's what he'd be doing as he leaned against his pole and gently swayed like a leaf in the spring breeze.

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The man took a drink after his explanation as he waited for any people who'd be up for the offer. When suddenly he felt a magical disturbance. Which was then followed by him seeing it. He stopped drinking as his blood chilled as he focused on the lighting in the tavern. He saw the color change and the way how the shadows acted differently. There was no doubt in his mind that there was some foul mischief afoot. And the perpetrators? There was no doubt it was tied to that cult that the idiot king had allowed to run rampant like vermin.

"Tchh..." He let out escape from his lips.

He saw the little fairy being called forth from her attempt at gathering more players. Her owner looked quite concerned and told her they were to leave. He wouldn't quite disagree with the man's actions as it was natural, but something told him it wouldn't be so simple.

Suddenly a man appeared! He seemed to be familiar with the man with the fairy, and the hunter seeing as he addressed them by their names. However, he noticed something odd given how close he was to the man and the bar. He saw the bartender completely frozen and pretty much everyone else save for a handful of people here. Suffice to say, he had no clue what was going on. He only hoped this being wasn't hostile. If he can cause this freezing effect, then there's no doubt he has some power that would make a fight a losing situation. To be wiped out at its leisure so prematurely before getting even close to his goal would be cruel and tragic. Yeah, they say the world is unfair and so on, but it would be bullshit nonetheless.

Gin? Sure why not, he'd play along with this. This "Gin" while super suspicious giving the timing of the disturbance, caused by the cultists no doubt, seemed different. Didn't seem to have the vibe of something affiliated with the cultists, but then again he could be hiding it better. "Gin? I prefer rum myself. So, do you wish to tell us what you want from us, or would you fancy a game of dice?" He said with small flourish with the dice in hand.

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not a whole lot.

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