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Waiting to see if theres a response from Jolland character before posting
@POOHEAD189
Are there any more job postings at the Guild Hall? Or was the troll one the only one that showed up?

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On a side note, if I do loose the thief to the vampire, what character would yall like to see next? I'm thinking Gnome for the next race...

A Psychopathic Jester Assassin (Think Shaco if you've played League of Legneds)
A fire worshiping gnome whom charges enemies while on fire with an axe, or lights things ablaze.
Or an evil slaying paladin?
Mmm... I just thought about this. We need a Dwarf as abrasive as this one.
Warning, decent amount of swearing.


Jackal frowned as the group attracted the attention of some of the patrons. It’s… definitely not a good feeling. He could deal with it when he’s out in the open. But in a cramped place… in the eyes of a god… in front of judging eyes? Suddenly burning in hell sounded like a comfortable experience. The man shook his head and did his best to push that feeling behind him. Instead… he lifted a hand and rolled his fingers. Once again, that deft little trick of his rolled several coins over his knuckles to be trapped between his fingers. Only… unlike the last set, they were a bit strange. Not only did they look battered, but the edges had been flattened, sharpened, and serrated at some point. Odd to think that such a modification still doesn’t remove their value.

He tossed them up in the air and caught them in the palm of his hand. He was quite mindful of the sharp edges. He wore a broad grin despite his obvious discomfort of the church. “Oh but this is the perfect place to discuss such a thing~ You’ve already got me at the edge of my seat; you can’t just end it now!”

But.. he winced when Allard had made mention of his discomfort. “That obvious hm,” he asked as his gaze fell to the two idols that had been pointed out. He did quirk a brow when he identified them as the god of justice and the god of battle. “… I don’t know what you did to have the hammer of justice get a hard on for you. But if the lord of battle is involved, I’m gonna take a wild guess and assume you’re just one dangerous man,” The thief laughed. He gave him a pat on the shoulder as he pushed past. “I might not be a virtuous man myself. But I will always have your back if you can keep my trust, just don’t try to be a hero. That is to say don't do something stupid that gets you and everyone else killed.”

Jackal soon brought himself to a stop in front of the idol for luck. He rolled the coins out of his palm and over his knuckle. “As for me? I’m familiar with Luck here. Well… not me specifically... maybe. Fell for a lass that had tried to kill me a number of times who worshiped em. Weird isn't it> To think that you'd feel like you'd love someone who's after your head,” The thief quickly looked over his shoulder with a blank look, “It it wasn’t anything personal mind you. It was hired work.”

He then raised up the coins to show them off before setting them down as an offering. “Well well … she's called by the moniker ‘Coin-shot’ due to some arcane talent. Her thing was to propel coins at deadly speeds, like a pistol would fire a bullet. Sadly sadly… she took an early retirement. Not dead dead, she just hopped town before I had the nerve to talk to her about... feelings. These are some of the coins she nearly did me in with.”

The man then tapped his chest, revealing the metal plates, “Hit the coat, punched the plates, tore through the gambeson, and got stuck halfway buried in flesh. And if-if it wasn’t for me being off balanced at the time, it probably would have went through me instead of knocking me over. I guess that was some dumb luck in the end... I really haven't heard of too many people surviving a direct blow from her.”

He regarded the idol once more in thought, and turned on his heels to follow their leader towards... the goods.

@Jollan
I will be posting tomorrow.
I dare to speculate and say that it probably has something to do with the fact that it's a vendor. Since when is merchandise a truly holy thing ?

edit: Important question now that I know that there's a vendor: Does he also buy things ? Like... dead bodies, for example. For the aforementioned non-scientific, clerical purposes :)


But of course! All vendors buy things from their customers! And if you go by Divinity Origional Sin's logic, everyone is a vendor!
.... why is holy in quotes? Is this all a scam!? D:
Can just drag his dead body back for resurrection. As long as it hasn't been shattered :3
@JollanIt'd be easier for me if you had specific questions lol. And yes, you can post as much as you want between my updates as long as there's no double posts.

I should be updating on the morrow, anyway.


Mmm seeing as we're getting closer to the point of our characters talking. Can you tell me anything about the rogue guilds? Or is it pretty much free for writing?
@fetzen

You didn't need to cross out all of that paragraph :x.
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