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Jeremy: Standing in the court a man waited anxiously. It took time for this information to get here, about half a week almost, the deadline was almost up and he needed to tell Stonegit before it was too late. Now that he had the info the guard just needed to wait for the man to show up.
Stonegit Brotchurn Elmiss: He had to wait for a while, but eventually a set of three specially trained guards passed him, and stood by the door to the king’s quarters. One of them tapped on the door. “Break time sir!”
The door was kicked open and a middle aged man limped out. He was filled out but muscular with undertone strength. A thin, grey beard covered his face and thick, brown streaked hair topped his head. And just as the man knew he would be, his face was covered in scars. Children of varying ages were attached to both legs, hence the limp, one was on his back, and other cradled in his arms. “Bring…more…men…” He strained as he began to pass them to the guards. “Get an escort and take these stinkers to Blunt.”
After a little more finagling the man brushed himself off and walked past the man that waited for him. He paused once to glance at him, and then sighed as he took a hand rolled cigar out of his pocket and tipped it up into a burning torch on the wall. “What is it?” He asked with a tone of resignation.  
Jeremy: Stonegit knew this man, he’s been in the guard for almost 9 or 10 years now, his name was Jeremy, he was always a capable fighter and hard worker, doing all that was asked of him. “Sir, we need to talk. About the Warden.”
Stonegit: Stonegit’s casual air was immediately dropped. “Is she okay?” He asked, his voice full of concern.
Jeremy: “She’s… Somewhat in trouble.” He explains the everything surrounding Rhenco and his supposed immortality. “Do you remember…Orskaf’s guards.” He says cautiously.
Stonegit: Stonegit carefully bit down on the end of the cigar, and drew on it while maintaining eye contact with Jeremy, his lazy eye oddly angled. He paused thoughtfully as he exhaled, and then sighed. “None of them specifically. He had many gaurds.” His words were calm, but there was a warning tone in them. “But…as far as this Rhenco is concerned, that’s a tough one.” He held up a finger as if to ward away comments. “But you said this man…gave the Warden…a demon…trouble yes?
Jeremy: “Yes. He preformed a ritual that made him immune to a demon’s attacks. I don’t pretend to understand it but from the reports I’ve heard she couldn’t pierce him with her claws nor her swords… He threatened to go and hurt the other rebels if she did not convince you to meet with him.”
Stonegit: “Hmm…” Stonegit rubbed his chin, and then shrugged. “Well if that’s all that’s needed to back off a lunatic I’ll do it.” He paused. “How did you come by this information? ”
Jeremy: “She will come shortly and she will try to get you to come with her. You cannot let her know that you know. The two made a contract and she is not to tell you any of this. I however made no such contract and therefore free to act as I please. As for how I acquired this information…” He looked around and made sure they were alone. Once he was sure, his demeanor changed. He stood slightly straighter and seemed more confident than Stonegit had ever seen him. “The brotherhood watches. The brotherhood listens.”
Stonegit: “The brotherhood sounds creepy.” Stonegit huffed. “Normally I’d say we should talk about that. But seeing as I’m semi retired I’ll keep out of the loop provided said brotherhood stays benevolent and away from the young king.” He rolled the cigar between two fingers. “Speaking from experience, finding a loophole in a demon contract never really ends well. You shouldn’t have told me this.”
Jeremy: “You have nothing to fear from us Stonegit. You nor the young King. You are both under our protection. Hence why I needed to tell you.” He looks around once again to make sure they aren’t being listened too. “We are all under contract to protect the members of the grounded dungeon rebellion. So by not telling you we would have violated our own contract.”
Stonegit: “A clash of contracts, interesting.” Stonegit mused. “Alright…I suppose I’ll go wait for Woodchuck then.”
Category:BOTGD 2
Category:Act I
Category:Events
Category:Stonegit Brotchurn Elmiss
Category:Jeremy