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Tharqa leaned outwards towards Samuel. "Tell you what, you pick the lock on these and I'll give you five gold." He said, mentioning his shackles.
 
Ah hell, why not?“, Razor softens his arms and legs to a liquid state and lets the shackles fall off before returning them to a solid. The guards beside him don’t do anything besides looking at him in fear and stepping back. They know what he is capable of and want nothing to do with this.

Anyone wanna do it anyway? It sounds interesting.“, he makes a really small blade float in the air and cut off the metal shackles around his waist precise and flawlessly before having it go around Tharqua’s cage cutting every bar.
 
Tharqa let out a shrill laugh before tossing a sack of coins towards Samuel. He stretched before brandishing his split-blade dagger. "Nice to be able to walk again, ain't it?"
 
What do you mean?”, Razor asks. He shifts his weight, “I could have done that at any point
 
"I'm not going to hold your hand." A sound which moves through the castle halls. A gnome was getting his escort to the main hall.

"I'm a man as old as you probably, not a child at a village festival. I'd rather have you point the spear at my behind than touch me."

"No, I have never disguised myself as a child, I have standards."


"I've done more than mercenary work. I once helped a carpenter craft a fine desk. You should get a desk from him if you ever see him."

Finally, the gnome and the escorting guards appear in the meeting hall. Netph took his gaze around the fine work of the room. His eyes then noticed the appearance of the kobold, the false demon, the half-elf, and the human. He combed his hair with his hand and took out his pipe.

"So this is simply the force of brigands and mercenaries? I expected a couple times more than I see right now, or at least some wealthy knights to be present."
 
Tharqa narrowed his glare towards the gnome, then smiled slyly, pulling out his other dagger. "Oh look what we got here, a mushroom sucker" he uttered from under his breath. He strode towards the gnome, his eyes sharp like his own daggers. "What are you doing around these parts, gnome? Looking for a sucker to pickpocket? Gonna play us a little tune?" He let out a chortle, flipping the normal dagger in his left hand.
 
“You know, I’m not sure if it’s such a good idea to free the kob- oh, too late.” She spoke up, only to be too late. The little lizard guy was free, thanks to metalman over here.

“... well, hopefully, nothing will agitate him enough to make him fren- oh look a gnome walked in.” Once more too late, Bridget noticed a gnome being escorted into the room, completely unimpeded by chains or anything, and she was about to question, “Hey, why isn’t THIS GUY chained up?!” When the kobold immediately set his scales on end and began to approach the gnome.

“.... Wow, that went terribly wrong way faster than I thought it would.” She nodded, watching the action from her place, “... Hey, should we do something about this? ... HEY!” She looked over her shoulder at the guards that were nearby, “ARE YOU GONNA DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS?”

Getting no answer, she turned her body back to the imminent fight, she looked at the squaring up kobold and blinked, then shrugged and stated, “My money’s on the gnome.”

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Netph decided to look the kobold right in his eyes. “Look fellow, I am here for the same reason all of us are: the king is at a desperate point where he’s hiring us to do duties for him. I could play you a tune if you need it. However I don’t pickpocket people off the streets. It’s not good at money making as other mercenary jobs. Committing arson makes way more money for what’s about the same effort.”

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Yorbick was drunk. He had a little too much ale that morning and had been drinking and gambling since midnight. The guards that were sent to get him to the meeting hall ended up getting beaten up at the bar because Yorbick thought they were giant spiders sent to assassinate him. Yorbick brawled his way out the bar only to then be knocked out by Aurian elite guards. He was awake when the guards transported him to the meeting hall but his hands were cuffed behind his back. His weapons were confiscated and the guards simply shoved Yorbick through the large oak doors only to be greeted by the other 'outlaws' that were currently present in the hall. He walked in just in time to witness the kobold and the gnome squaring up. The guards simply stood around, their hands waiting to unsheathe their weapons but otherwise appeared uncaring to the brewing situation. "Nice to see I'm not the only short one here." He mentioned out loud to himself in his typical rough dwarvish voice.
 
Tharqa laughed. "Ah, so we've got a fat fire fairy, I see." He paused, noticing the dwarf. "Oh, and we've got a drunken footstool!" He motion towards Yorbrick. He went back to the gnome. "Using these fancy words doesn't sway me, ankle biter."
 
"Ankle Biter? I'm no hound. I may be a pipe playing wanderer, but in the middle of the night, with only whatever light the moon and your lantern can bring, in only the sound of the wind and moving leaves..."

He puts his pipe to his side and takes out one of his throwing knives. Netph displays it between his hands.

"this flying raven would be an easy way to end your being. You can ask people who I had to deal with, but all you would get is silence."
 
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xxxxx Human | 27 | Pirate | "a daddy issues pirate thing" that somehow was voted to lead this crazy crew | Tagged: basically everyone tbh

*Loud door slamming open followed by a record scratch found effect* "HA, boom baby", Jane Von Esslinger announced as she kicked open the door!
The scene before was almost comical. Almost like a Loony Tunes freeze frame. Some criminals trying to escape, others almost eating others, while the guards seemed helpless to stop every (as usual).
She strutted on in, only two guards following behind her on either side. Her hands fastened behind her back in chains that felt all too familiar. Jane blew a lose strand of hair from her face as she thought back to her crew being offered this gig in exchange for money. Jane had been instantly skeptical, but intrigued. Turns out it was less of a request and more of a demand, and they only wanted her.
In the end the crew escaped with some solider prisoners she was sure would come in handy later. She had almost sweet talked her way out of things too, however curiosity got the best of her and she figured she could get out of it if she wished.
"So.. how are all you lovely people doing today? Let's make this snappy I don't have all day"
 
He looked towards the gnome. "Do you know what would end your being?" He gestured both daggers across his scaled throat. "I wonder how you've been able to survive, quarterling." He quickly turned his head, rearing up, looking towards the pirate. He let out a loud and harsh laugh. "Now this, this I like!" He gestured towards Esslinger.
 
"With a second thought, we don't have to make this moment a nightmare for whoever has to clean up this place at dark." He quickly returns his throwing knife to side. Making a scene wasn't in Netph's interest, even if it would impress all.

"The king doesn't want one less person on the team. You will be here and I will be here, and you shall have to agree."
 
"The distance from here to the point of no return is shorter than how far from finished we are. Yet we shall not fight now."

Netph gets his pipe back out for the time being and give a small breath into it. Out comes a rather pleasant note, though it feels obviously how it could have been improved. He looks to the pirate that recently came in.

"Sorry about that, I feel that I have not gotten to introduce myself right, not even to anyone. Netph Bpahrelb. A simple wanderer for hire for whatever you need to be done, clean or dirty."

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“What? No, I just made a bet on this fight. That gnome is gonna beat the shit out of this kobold. I bet my money on it! And that’s a lot of money! ... somewhere.... in a tavern... you know what it’s probably gone, Gustaf probably went through my stuff immediately... ugh...”

Lo and behold the fight never happened. Which disappointed Bridget to no end.
“Damn itt...” She grumbled, then turned back to take in the group in large. A more ragtag bunch of criminals she had never seen before, nevermind all in one place.

“Wait, are we introducing ourselves?” SHe questioned, then tried to adjust her restraints and get more comfortable. “Cause if that’s the case, my name is Bridget. I’m a famous thief and... that’s it.”

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"Who ye calling drunken footstool ye-" Before he could finish his sentence, Yorbick let out a loud belch that seemed to echoed through the entire hall and would have been even louder would it not for the human bodies and whatever else furniture that absorbed sound in the hall. "Oh, that was a good one."

Yorbick looked at the newcomer whom was dressed as a pirate. Only then did he realized that many of them were also cuffed behind their back. All of them were exchanging words until the green eyed girl suddenly wanted to introduce herself. He decided to follow suit, "Yorbick Warmforged."
 
“Ohohoho, wouldn’t you like to know, sweetheart?” She fired back over her shoulder, throwing a wink in his direction, adding, “It takes one to know one, of course.” She wiggles her hips at him a little and waves with her fingers.

“Nah, even if it really was truly bothering me, I could fix this myself in a minute’s time.” She snickered, glancing at the guards, “Besides, I’d rather not drag too much attention to myself. I’m surprised they haven’t jumped on you guys for ‘attempting to escape’ yet.”

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Razor grins for a few seconds, “I used to uncuff myself and get out of the cell every now and then before they brought me here. They tried to do something then, but these guys know better than to try and stop me after witnessing what I did to the others. I could just walk right out of here if I wanted to”, he chuckles, “they would rather get fired and possibly hanged before trying to fight me.” He scratches his head“, Heck, everyone from the prison repeatedly let me know that the cuffs were just ceremonial and they they definitely weren’t trying to harm or piss me off.”, he stops for a second, “they stopped reassuring me once I told them it was irritating.”
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Cherry wasn't entirely conscious of what transpired. There was a gnome who got in a fight with a lizard, a dwarf and pirate entered the room in quick succession, at least three people were unchained and hadn't killed anyone yet... Cherry was suddenly very eager to loosen up her chains a little.

And suddenly they were giving names. Cherry didn't quite catch all of them, only Bridget and Razor seemed to stick in her memory.

...wait, had they seriously not asked for her name before moving on? Well that was insulting. She gave a large frown and jolted upright. If they wouldn't pass the torch to her, she'd just take it.

"Well then, mortals!" she shouted out loud, a shark toothed grin on her face. "Since it seems we're handing out names, I shall give you my title! I am Cherrvilon the Bloodthirsty! The Crusher of Mortals! The Dominator of Souls! And since it seems that I have been recognized for my great and bountiful talent, I am willing to negotiate my assistance! Your enemies will be counted as my own, and I will happily rip them asunder with my blade and shatter their pitiful bones with my fists!" Her speech was accompanied by a series of hand motions and flourishes, and she could tell that her guards had gotten tense again by how tightly they held her chains. Good, that meant her speech had done justice.
 

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