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Saw this and decided t apply

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He allowed himself to relax at Zell's words, it didn't prove that there was no influence but at least it gave them time to-

He stretched his neck to one side and then straightened up his posture. "No worries though. I've got it under control. Trust me."
Zell

At once the tension returned to his shoulders, 'I've got it under control' such innocuous words, were it about anything else he would be calm but in this case? It just reminded him how he assumed he could handle it when he made the contract, unaware just how quick and subtle the influence ran. He needed to do something, say anything, but just as he was about to speak Wulrick asked if they were ready to leave.

Right, they were on a schedule. He would need a moment to speak with Zell again, if there were no signs of influence yet then they still had time, he just hoped they could deal with it as soon as possible.

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Fuck, it reminded him of the corporate meetings he had participated in, 'course this time it was different being literal life or death. It didn't stop the stuffy feeling that permeated the air and made him restless, to be truthful he was not comfortable, the conversation with Zell was still fresh in his mind and warring about several different topics but it would have to wait until the meeting was done.

At least there were some familiar faces, he stepped up as the High Septum Areleth called for him to recount their story, he tried to summarize it as best as he could, clinical, detached. Half the room was watching them as if they were the new interns to be exploited and the other half was just playing along but desperate enough to use anything. He could sympathize, at least the part of him that was still able to do so, but right now he was on a battlefield that was known to him.

Fucking politics.

He had realized some good time ago that no one was truly free from them but being thrown back into it so suddenly was still jarring, perhaps he had never escaped them in the first place.

Finishing with his story up to current events, slightly edited to omit certain parts, and for quick retelling, he looked back to his party in case anyone wanted to recall the parts he wasn't present for.

Adam was the first to step up.

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After some questions were asked and parts of their story were elaborated on he stepped up again, the bread and butter of politics is power which comes in many forms money, personnel, and of course, information. In this room there was a power imbalance, the locals held all the cards and even if they weren't planning on doing anything against them it was still an unfortunate fact that they were capable of hurting them, so how coule he proportionate the security of his party? "Well, there you have it, our entire journey so far, now, I am aware you want us to help with the siege which we are willing to do, in particular, we possess information about their tactics, mindset, and people of interest, obtained through the use of a Blessing of Lathop so it is from the perspective of an elite in their ranks" Shifting the power balance of course, now they weren't just another party, information was disclosed, personal power was implied and ability was revealed.

"Any questions?" Their position was still weaker than he would have liked, but it was a start. The rest would come in time. But now he had to focus on keeping their momentum, determination flashing in his mind as he saw the looks they gave each other before someone decided to ask a question
I did see those @Teyao it's a nice effect. The different ways you experiment with the text based on what happens to James (disguises, memory spell, etc.) is pretty cool.


Then you also deserve a cookie
@Teyaobro wtf I just noticed that you have hidden messages in James' dialogue lol how far do I have to go back through your posts now to find them all?


Damn dude, honestly I didn't expect anyone to find them, to answer your question ever since the memory blessing was used for the first time, also here, a virtual coockie as a reward for being the first to bring it up.
I look forward to MacKensie learning that she was banned from the Guild building, should be fun to read


"Please Guildmaster Lucy, understand that on that night Mackenzie was just not herself. Ever since the next day, not a single drop of alcohol has touched her lips. I doubt she even has any memory of what happened that night. Please accept this heartfelt apology on her behalf, and please don't mention it in her presence. I fear that if anyone mentioned it, the shame would burn her at what her likeness has caused. She has been trying so hard to move forward and leave that night behind, and bringing it up would only cause her unnecessary pain and embarrassment. I assure you, it was a one-time lapse in judgment, and she deeply regrets any trouble it may have caused. Can we please keep this between us and let her continue on her path of self-improvement without this shadow hanging over her?"

"...What about Zell?"

"Mhm? Oh yeah he too"


Stealth was far more stressful than he expected, leave it to the old man to be throughout even when he didn't need to be, paranoid old bastard, witouth Fenna or Adam they would have been toast, even his idea of using the riverside would have been useless if it wasn't for those two, the worst moments oddly enough were when he had to leave the river, there was something calming about being completely submerged and he couldn't tell from whom did it originate. But after some heart attacks, the light at the end of the tunnel finally shone on their eyes and after a couple of agonizing minutes, they were en route towards the hospital directed by the Silver Arrow.

Then the situation turned hostile, the Gnome Druid decided to start a dick measuring contest with their Druid and sadly for him Adam had the biggest tree. He had to give props to the other man for taking the high road, even if his anger was starting to boil inside his veins. That's when the ever-reliable Kass and Zell came in, intimidating the shorter man.

The sight of the other party leader approaching them prompted him to do the same, but rather than getting involved directly he instead stood behind his party members with his arms crossed and a deliberately blank face directed to Wulrick, he hoped that the message was understood by the other party.

They were too tired to put up with shit like that.

Mackensi coming to calm things down was both unexpected and in character, and thankfully unneeded, he had to give props to his fellow party leader, the way he reacted showed he was protective of his own party member and the way he responded when no one else stepped up to defend the gnome spoke of familiarity with the situation, looking at the other members of Silver Arrow who watched the scene with irritation made it clear it wasn't the first time this happened.

"Ah, so he is their party idiot"

In the end, the other man decided to separate the gnome from his party, and judging by the way they remained behind when his party entered the hospital it was obvious someone was about to be scolded. Before he entered the hospital he made sure to cross gazes with the other man who looked at him with a cold look, to which he responded with a pointed look at the gnome then back at him, an exaggerated sigh, and a shrug of the shoulders. The other man appeared confused for a second before he seemingly caught on to what he was implying, dropping the hard look he glanced at the gnome who still sported a look of pride on his face, then back to him, irritation clear in his eyes, after a moment he let out a long sight and inclined his head towards him in apology.

He waved him off, it was clear neither side wanted to come to blows so as long as the gnome kept those comments to himself he doubted they would have a problem. He gave another nod towards Wulrick before turning to enter the Hospital, the sounds of yelling barely reaching his ears and bringing a smile to his mouth.

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He looked at his chest, tracing the place where Zigmund had stabbed James, only some faint scarring remained from what would have taken months to recover back on Earth, he was no longer surprised by it but it was an interesting point of comparison nonetheless. Another example was the almost uninjured leg of one Zell Brooks.

He ended up next to James. "Well," he said to the Mexicano. "Another trip survived. Another battle on the horizon. How you feeling, bossman?" Zell was upbeat, but sincerely concerned for his best friend. "It must be fucking weird having all of that Zigmund-guy's memories, eh. You really got em all? Like; actually his whole life?" If James was up for talking about it, Zell would ask for the deets, "Who was he?"
The Swordman


He let out a sigh at the other man's words "It is extremely fucking awkward, I know things that no one should know about anyone else man!, as for who was he..." Talk about a loaded question, how would you describe yourself to people who you tried to kill a couple hours ago?

The answer? With honesty

He chose carefully his words, no need to make things awkward by referring to Zigmund as himself "He was a power-hungry moron" A pool of shame surfaced in his belly at the description, it was true and that was what hurt the most "The guy grew up in some of the bad parts of the capitol and had the kind of habits you can imagine, drugs, whoring, drinking, vicious motherfucker he was but a damn good fighter, sadly he was too blinded by the temptation of power to realize how bad an idea it was to firm that contract with The Black Goat in exchange for... a... sword....

His eyes opened wide, he forgot!, how could he be so stupid to forget that!

He directed a frightened glance at Zell, gulping he tried to speak as calmly as possible "Zell, please answer me this question, have you noticed anything strange lately, hallucinations? Bad dreams? anything? Please be honest this is important Gods please no.
Will post tonight
@Teyao sorry to hear about your ankle, I hope it heals up soon.


They gave me a week so in a couple days I should be all good, in two days I have another apointment with the doctor so with luck I will be able to walk freely once more

Also, thank you


He surveyed the scene, a part of him still kicking himself for not realizing that Fenna's injuries would fuck with her ability to swim, not gonna lie he was embarrassed and the bastard inside his head was not helping, instead it was helping him mock his own stupidity.

"Ah..." He let out a long sigh.

The routes the enemies were traversing were familiar, so sneaking in shouldn't be too problematic even if they didn't use the underwater option, routes like those were designed to prevent anyone from getting out not the reverse (What kind of crazy people would do that?), he was still not convinced the old general didn't have a nasty trick under his sleeve, he was a crafty bastard and a tough son of a bitch.

He brought the bread Zell snatched to his mouth and got another mouthful, he was eating apart from the group ostentatiously so he could ponder things alone but in truth, he was just sulking, he felt awkward around his party in a way that wasn't there before. He was cognizant enough to realize the issue was entirely one sided and extruding from him or more correctly the other him, ya, apparently having another person being merged with yourself worked wonders for your selfreflection, who could have guessed.

At least it gave him enough time to get a grip on his own injuries, they still hurt like a bitch if he was being honest and the urge to spend his spells on himself was strong, the only reason he didn't was the fear of needing them to save the life of one of his party members, whatever they applied back on the temple to numb the pain wore off a couple of hours ago and he didn't have anything appropriate on his bag of tricks to deal with it, no unless he wanted to apply some of that strong anesthesia he managed to get his hands on but he wanted to stop feeling pain, not to stop feeling his whole body.

The sound of voices marked the end of his solitude.

Standing up he grabbed his bag and moved toward his party "If we are doing the water thing then I need an hour to recharge it on the river then we are good to go"

Its showtime.
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