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Thread: Pathfinder [Frontier Justice] In Character

The doors to the Inn opened to reveal a tanned blond woman of a average height carrying three dead rabbits and a pheasant across her back alongside a large longbow. Her face had a small grin revealing startling white teeth. She wore leather armor like her teammate, but it was less exotic and favored a typical style rather than emphasis on her curves. Not that she looked any less feminine. She stepped over to the inn keeper who took the beasts with a grin and handed over a small amount of coin. As a small favor to the owner Tala often caught some extra game for them for a cheap price. It wasn't much, but every little bit counted. With that bit of business out of the way she ordered a bit of fruit, cider and cheese and joined Alita at the table, not bothering to ask if she wanted company. They were teammates after all and she had a bit of news for her. Good morning sweet heart. The notice board's been updated again. I bet you're itching to kill something and get some coin eh? Tala had grown used to such moods from people over the years so the murderous look on the pretty rogue's face didn't frighten her as much as it amused her. Do you want me to get you a bit of ale to help smooth over what ever happened now? You know I don't mind listening to anyone's problems. As long as they return the favor when the time comes? She winked cheerfully before she took a swig of apple cider.
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Alita glared at Tala. There was little that could make a bad mood worse than someone who was in a good mood. Alita would have been content to simply sit in a corner and drink by herself, but Tala apparently had other ideas. You know damn well that we can't do anything without that imbcil's permission, she said, her voice heavily accented with western Common essentially Spanish, for those reading at home, as she downed the rest of her ale. Over the past year, anyone who had ever been near Alita had learned that she refused to refer to Talan by name when she was in a foul mood. Now, if someone would post a bounty that let me gut the sexist pig, I'd be on it in a heartbeat. Hell, I'd post one myself if I had the coin, but as it stands, the Guild put him in charge, so we have to wait for him to choose a bounty before we go after it.
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Now now Alita, that's the booze and anger talking don't get too angry now. He may be our team leader, but that doesn't mean we need him on every adventure. If you want I'll go ask and see if you and I can go on a mission without him, or you can even go solo if you want. It was best to try and placate her rage than let it boil over. Perhaps there is something else you'd like to do if you don't want to fight today. I hear the baths are free if you want to relax in the hot water and let your troubles soak away. The guild bath house was the best in town. Thanks to a bit of magic from other members the bath could be easily heated, but the only problem was getting enough clean water to fill it. Carting water to and from the bath tanks was a bit of a pain in the ass, even if every guild member carried a bucket or two every morning to the well and back.
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I don't want a bath, Tala, said Alita, glaring at the ranger. I want Talan to pull his head out of his ass. You've seen it too he thinks that we're idiots just because we're women. He does the same thing to poor Meri as well. So, if you've got some way to make Talan into a decent human being, I'm all ears. If not, shut up and let me drink. Alita was used to solving her problems directly, as was everyone who lived in Lago Urba. It was not unheard of for duels to the first blood to be fought in the streets over small slights. It was in such an environment that Alita had thrived all she had to do was pick a tavern, preferably something close to high-class, sit at the bar and wait for a confrontation to start. If one side didn't look particularly physically adept, she would offer her services as a champion to help ensure that their side was the winning one. Some outsiders considered the practice barbaric, but duels were mostly to the first blood a duel to the death required official sanctioning by the government, a rule that was strictly enforced. This kept things running smoothly people kept their opinions to themselves unless they felt that they were worth fighting for or they were confident that they could win any challenge that was thrown their way. Unfortunately, this practice generally wasn't accepted in most places outside of Lago Urba, with the exception of the upper class and nobility a concept that Alita found laughable. Everyone was equal in combat, provided both sides had weapons. What should it matter who had more money or influence? If you couldn't back your tongue with force, you really didn't deserve to be speaking. This was why she found it particularly frustrating to deal with Talan, since he would simply laugh at her if she challenged him to a duel and it was against her code of honor to strike someone if they were unarmed.
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Talan's sexism was irksome at times, but it wasn't in-tolerable to Tala. She'd rather have a strong competent leader with some personality quirks that were irksome than a weak buffon with troubling traits. I won't defend his behavior, but it could be a lot worse and you know it. He can improve his attitude, but as far as decisions in battle go he handle's himself pretty well. At least he doesn't go around telling a friend to shut up when she is only trying to help. A pout graced her red lips as she stared at Alita before taking a drink of cider. She wasn't offended, but being told to shut up still stung a bit when you were only trying to help.
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A competent leader will listen to his followers if they have useful input, grumbled Alita. Remember that tribe of lizardmen? I tried telling him that we should have lured them out, that fighting them in their natural territory was a bad idea, but he didn't listen and Markus nearly lost an ear because of it. The duelist let out a long sigh as she watched Tala pout. Tala, you need to understand that you and I come from very different places. Where I come from, you do not ignore disrespect you throw down the gauntlet and you defend your reputation when someone disrespects you. Telling me to just ignore Talan because he happens to be our leader just isn't useful advice for me. In Lago Urba, status means nothing if you insult someone, they have the right to defend their honor. I made a living off of that, as did many others. When you come in here and tell me that I should just let it be, you're telling me to simply ignore everything I have ever known it simply isn't going to happen. If I could have let it slide, I would have done so a year ago and we wouldn't have this problem. She motioned to the waitress that she wanted her mead refilled before turning back to Tala. The fact of the matter is that I'm not in a mood to be cheered up, she explained, watching as her tankard was filled once more.
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The door opened and a tall, lean man strode in as if he owned the Guildhouse. His brown hair laid casually across his eyes as if he had spent a good amount of time perfecting his look, but in fact Talon RoMayniah pronounced like Romania always looked impeccably pulled together even when he wasn't. It was a curse, really, to be that wonderful. He had just come from the library where he saw the brute of a knight clicking a slave anklet around dear timid Merised's ankle and he nearly laughed. My God, Markus. Why not simply club her over the head and have your way with her? He shook his head and walked past the two 'lovebirds' and out to the guild house. Inside he noticed Tala she was certainly looking cute that day, what with the pink hue on her cheeks from hunting already and Alita. Talon's steps slowed. Drinking? This early in the day? He shook his head at Alita. It's bad enough that you're insubordinate and rude, but now you've added drunk to the list. And in the morning too. You'll be lucky if the guild keeps you with the way you're wasting what little talent you have. Then he smiled at Tala. Hey pretty lady. He looked over her outfit and noted the glow in her cheeks and the way her hair looked wind-blown. You are looking really good today. If you're not careful, Markus might try to clip one of his little slave anklets on you, too. He winked at her.
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Markus Markus's expression was rarely anything other than jovial. Compassion would grace his features when the situation called for it and there was the occasional note of sadness, but Ser Markus Ornstein was a generally happy person. That said, his features hardened when Talon's voice interrupted his moment with Merised. In many ways, Markus was comparable to a statue he towered over all other men, every inch of his well-muscled body was hard as stone, yet so smooth that one could only assume that he had been carved by an expert craftsman rather than born. Most notably, though, was how expressive his face was. Many statues had exaggerated features carved into their visages, but Ser Markus's expressions tended to be much more subtle. A hardening of his lips and a shift in the emotions behind his bronze eyes was all it took to convey the righteous fury that burned in his heart at that moment. I would caution you to watch your tongue, young Talon, he said. Many men growled when they were angry, but Markus's voice simply got deeper and rumbled like an unstoppable boulder and his speech became much more formal than it usually was. I will tolerate any slight against mineself, as is the way of a knight of Londo, but thine comment came dangerously close to slighting my fair lady. Should I hear thee speak ill of her, no matter if the words were spoken in jest, we shall cross blades. Markus's eyes followed Talon until he left the knight's line of sight, at which point his features softened and he turned back to Merised. He gave her a bow, his waist bending slightly while his head inclined deeply. Please forgive me for such uncouth language, my lady, he said, his voice returning to the gentle, amiable tone he had used when first addressing the elf. But as a knight of Londo, I cannot allow a lout such as Talon to speak ill of you. Granted, he was not outright offensive, but he came dangerously close. ----- Alita Alita glared death at Talon. She briefly contemplated spitting in his face, but decided against it. It would be much more satisfying to run him through with her rapier. After taking a deep breath to calm herself, she continued glaring at Talon. Even drunk, I can best you with a sword any day, she said, her voice positively dripping with murder. Or did you forget that I got more kills than you our past five jobs? And speaking of jobs, why has it taken so long for you to get us another one? If you've got a problem with my drinking, you've got only yourself to blame I could be out killing things instead if you'd get us a damn job. You know damn well that the ones that only take one person don't pay for shit. She couldn't help but laugh as Talon accused Markus of enslaving someone. Really? she snickered. Markus? The giant puppydog? He'd sooner snap someone's neck than put a collar around it. Say what you will about him, but he's a far better man than you. If it weren't for his honor, he'd have broken every bone in your body by now. You know he hears about half the things you say about him behind your back, right?
Thread: Pathfinder [Frontier Justice] In Character

Ah, well you can't blame a comrade for trying to stifle strife in the unit. We need to settle our differences now while it's quite instead of out in the field. Arguing in the field was sure to invite disaster. Tala refrained from commenting on the lizard folk job because it would only make her madder. I'll let you stew in anger then hon. Just please refrain from maiming anyone I'd rather you not end up in jail. She was about to leave so she could calm down, but alas the object of her anger arrived and did not help the situation at all. Still, Tala loved a compliment. Thanks Talan, you're looking well yourself. I'm not worried about Markus though. He seems to only have eyes for our dear elf friend. It was adorable yet sad. Even if they did end up together Merised would far outlive Markus. That was the curse of falling in love with another race sometimes. Talan why don't you and I go look at the jobs board and leave Alita alone for a bit. She stood having finished her small meal and took a hold of his hand. You know how I like discussing game plans after all. It wasn't a subtle attempt to prevent a verbal and perhaps physical brawl, but it was an attempt. Hopefully Talan would take the hint and come with her.
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Talon pointedly ignored Alita's rants. It was typical of her, in his opinion, and he only noticed her when she was making a mistake. Her taunts and jests seemed little more than a tyrannical toddler's tantrums, and he didn't have the time or the desire to deal with her. Besides, he saw the reciprocal sparkle in Tala's eyes and it intrigued him. She had proven herself to be a competent, loyal, and quiet member of the team. He appreciated those qualities in a woman. His lips curved upwards and he held her hand. Sure, I was just heading there to see the new postings. He smiled over at her as they walked off. I've always thought you had a good head on your shoulders... why don't we pick out the next mark for our group? The way he was looking at the ranger, though, indicated that there was a lot more than just the 'head on her shoulders' that he admired. She kept her 'wares' covered, unlike some of the other women who seemed to enjoy flaunting as much skin as possible. Talon liked the idea that some things on a woman's body might be for his eyes only.
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Tala returned the smile and kept his hand in hers until they reached the notice board. There was a good amount of new notices among the old. The oldest being the really strong marks such as giants, dragon kin, and strong bandit casters. Generally it took the entire guild house to go after those marks so they were ignored while the guild gathered strength and trained new members. There were the easy marks involving goblins and the weaker inhabitants of the area. The newest ones involved worgs plaguing some shepherds, an Ettercap named Mal troubling lumberers, and a newly discovered tribe of Hobgoblins in the area. Perhaps we should go after something relatively easy to boost moral like those worgs. She had experience hunting those beasts so it shouldn't be too much trouble. Or perhaps we should scout out those hogoblins? The Ettercap lives in the woods so it will be a pain dealing with all those webs. What do you think? She remembered she was still holding his hand and released him flushing a bit.
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So Talon was ignoring her now? Alita could stand many things, but she would not be ignored by someone she took issue with. In her homeland, disagreements happened all the time and they were settled by force, but blood feuds were started when someone refused to confront the person they had wronged. It was one thing to flee cowardice was mocked to be certain, but no one wasted their time with a coward. When the insulting party was perfectly capable of defending themselves and simply ignored a challenge, though, that was when things got ugly. As Talon walked out the door, Alita's mug hurtled through the air and shattered on the door frame, not half a foot away from his ear. Be careful who you ignore, you craven! she spat. I'd keep an eye out for knives in the dark if I were you!
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Did you feel that breeze? Talon asked light-heartedly when the mug shattered on the door frame. He didn't bother to acknowledge Alita's outburst, but it was more to allow her to recover from her childish acts with grace then because he was afraid of her. He figured that she was drunk, emotional, and possibly hadn't had sex in way too many days. Why add insult to injury? He looked over the board with Tala. You're right about the Ettercap. Besides, their stink never comes out of clothing, he said, sliding his arm around her waist when she let go of his hand. He considered the Worgs versus the Hobgoblins. Those Worgs might be too easy after the last few marks we took I think our team needs something that they feel is 'worthy' of them, lest they get lazy and slip up. He studied the post for the hobgoblins. Let's go talk to the people who sighted the Hobs and see what they have to say. If we decide to take it we can let our people sober up before leaving in the morning. He smiled over at Tala. You don't have any plans for tonight, do you?
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Tala cast a look of her shoulder at the childish outburst of Alita's as if to say Calm the fuck down and continued on with Talan. As those two vanished the barmaidwaitress approached the angry Alita with a broom, mop, and bucket of water and set it down at her feet. The barmaid named Anna was a young red-haired bard and a junior member of the Guild around the age of 17. As a junior member aside from training her job was to help at the inn. She wasn't too happy with Alita, junior member or not she wasn't going to put up with this kind of behavior on her shift. I have enough trouble keeping this place cleaned normally Miss Alita and I'm not going to waste my time cleaning up your mess because of some qaurrel you have with Talan, so either you clean it up or I won't serve you in this bar anymore. The youngster might not have the power to kick her out, but she could refuse service. Back at the Guild poster board Tala gently took his had and unwrapped it from around her waist with a smile. I guess that's a fair choice. It's probably a good idea to scout them and take them out before they form alliances if they haven't already. Our diviner has picked up some messages hearing that some of the creatures are forging alliances against us. Tala wasn't made he made a grab for her, in fact she felt a bit thrilled by it. Still, this kind of thing was best kept private. Alita would only get more fuel for her fire and possibly turn her ire onto Tala as well. I normally don't do much save perhaps read and check equipment and reports. Why do you ask Talan? Are you planning on trying to sweep me off my feet?
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Alita looked at Anna. She didn't glare, like she had at Tala and Talon, but there was definitely an intensity to her look. Alita was well known for being prideful and having a temper and this was far from her first outburst in the bar. She was even known to draw steel and challenge people to fights if they were particularly belligerent towards her, though to her credit she always demanded they step outside to fight, even though the other side had always backed down so far. So Anna would have known that trying to tell Alita what to do while she was in a bad mood was not the smartest of ideas. Finally, after an intense silence, Alita let out a sigh and stood. Anna, I like you, she said, walking over and placing a hand on the other girl's shoulder, her voice calm and controlled. I'd go so far as to say I respect you. However, I am having a very bad day and I am not going to leave this bar without my pride in tact. So here's what I'm going to do I'm going to apologize and I'm going to tip you very generously, but I am not going to clean up the mug. I want you to know that this is not out of disrespect for you, but because if one more thing goes wrong for me today, I am going to gut the next person who so much as looks at me wrong. If that is not an acceptable deal, then I am more than happy to pour my own drinks from now on.
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Talon let the ranger take his hand off her waist. He saw the way the tiny hairs on her neck raised up, but not in a cautious response - it was more of an aroused or thrilled response. He liked it. Well, I think planned sweeping off feet works better than unplanned ones, don't you? Talon smiled at her. Besides, every leader knows that the key to being successful is to recognize talent and intelligence and to bring people in who are helpful, and I see in you a lot of talent and intelligence. If you like, we can simply dine as... team mates... and discuss plans for the next mission. Or, if you'd prefer, we could talk about other things.
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Anna stared back unafraid since she had done nothing wrong. Alita may be many things, but she wouldn't attack her just for pointing out what she did wrong when the older woman was clearly in the wrong. The deal wasn't bad and since there was no one else around to really see the deal going down it wasn't as if Anna was losing face. How much of a tip are we talking Miss Alita? The barmaid didn't get as much pay as the older members since her trainiee group only went after small marks until they got some experience under their belts. The tips were alright, but they'd never but the good gear she wanted. Yes, one is a lot less likely to fall if it's planned. Countered the archer. My my so much flattery today. I think you want to do more than sweep me of my feet. She gave him a light punch on the shoulder to show some companionship. Dinner sounds nice and we'll need a plan before going in. Some other things can be discussed as well, but dinner is a long ways off. Perhaps we should get the information and talk now over a drink or something.
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I'll slip you a gold, said Alita. It was a good deal the mead was worth a copper and Anna would be lucky if she made a handful of silver all week. A single gold piece was worth an entire week of meals and, while it was hardly comparable to the payoff that a bounty would net her, it was still a substantial amount of money. Alita pulled a gold coin and pressed it into Anna's palm before turning and heading for the door. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I'm going to go to the sparring hall and beat the tar out of some rookies. If I'm lucky, I might find a few who last more than a few seconds.
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Talon laughed. He nodded, acquiescing Tala's point. I am that obvious, aren't I? I suppose that deceit is not my strong point. Yes, we should get that information you keep mentioning and then follow up with a drink. He refrained from putting his hand on the small of her back as they left the bulletin, though that was where his hand naturally wanted to go. It was difficult not to treat women in the Kingdom of Gra like he would any woman in his homeland. There the roles were clearly defined. Women were women, born to serve and please their men. The men were expected to be leaders, nurturers, and protectors. They ignored women who were not in their direct web of influence, more out of respect for other men than anything, and women would sometimes compete for the privilege of belonging to the most desirable of men. Power, wealth, and influence were all desirable traits to be sought after, and many women spent their time perfecting their skills to be competitive in finding their desired Master. Since Talon was trying to interact with a woman he found attractive but who had no idea, really, what a woman should do, he was careful to be considerate and to not assume anything about her. Other women... those like Merisel or Alita, he mostly ignored unless he needed to interact with them for the needs of the team. If they had proper men he'd merely direct orders to the women through their men, but even Marcus was somewhat barbaric in Talon's view.