by Ash Fanrico » Thu Dec 18, 2003 5:20 pm
DeMalo nodded, "Thank you..." he said softly while taking a glance at his watch.
The Cap'n looked up at the assembled group. It was time, time to see if this investment was worth it. The assembled few could tell this...
"I'd like to request something of you all..." he said while looking around the room, the tears already starting to well up. "even if... my children... are dead... please bring back whatever is... left.... left of them... as proof." he finished, holding himself back from breaking down.
Duile nodded, "As you wish sir,*looks to the others* but let's hope it doesn't come to that." he added, clicking the scythe back into it's port in the spear.
The Half-elf slowly got up, stretched his back, got his pack off the ground, and was ready.
(GMing Action)
DeMalo placed his hand on the shoulder of Devlin, his eyes looking stern. The others were getting ready to leave, but the Cap'n was keeping the warrior back.
"I'm sorry Mr. Devlin... I respect your abilities, but the way you handled yourself with the mage is unacceptable. Specially when my childrens' lives could be on the lines." he said softy, while handing the warrior about half of the promised price.
"To show no hard feelings of course. I may seek you out later on." finished the Captain as he turned towards the stairs.
With that, Devlin was no longer part of the group.