Stormyface
CADIA STANDS
Nowal stared at the lord for a moment, then turned away. What a nuisance. He started strolling around the interior perimeter of the gathered crowd, waving away the dust getting into his face. “While I completely agree with you in that all these people here are morons, I simply cannot discern you logic regarding the princess hunt. You say there is no way we would be able to defeat the dragon. You say we will die the moment we set foot out of here. Yet you want us to say in the town and not even attempt at saving the princess.”
The vampire continued walking along, occasionally bending to pick up a used bolt stuck in the ground. “Why, if you are so certain that we will definitely fail, do you not want us to compete? It could not be that we would drag down the competition, as they would look even better in comparison. It could not be that you have some kind of belief that we participating would somehow discredit you, your family and your ancestors – you do not seem that stupid.” Actually, maybe he was that stupid. But that was beside the point.
Nowal stopped to the left of the lord, exactly ninety degrees away from where he was originally standing, and directly faced the man. “Could it be that you are actually afraid of us? Could it be that you fear Jizzytown will get the princess and claim the reward before you do? Then I propose a challenge. If you defeat the dragon and rescue the princess, then we will admit defeat and return here to Jizzytown, and perhaps pay for your armour. But if we win, you must give us your entire treasury on top of the reward money we will be receiving. What do you think?”
The vampire lazily pulled out a crossbow, loading it with a blue projectile and pointing the weapon at the lord. “Magic-piercing bolt. You have twenty seconds to respond.”
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((What happens when a different party gets the treasure))
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