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!uGYNBMPzOs 02/08/12(Wed)00:20 No.17852474Shaking your head "Perhaps, though most would simply call you less foolishly stubborn than I." is your reply, as you finish your own drink, and refill both cups. "Though I would find myself hard pressed to forgive you for leaving me to deal with the oafish, set-in-their-ways fools of the Left Fist without your aid, my friend."
The dwarf over-exaggerates a sigh, takes a drink from his cup, and replies "I suppose I have no choice but to weather this storm with the rest of you then, Justinian." before raising his glass in a silent toast, which you accept. The two of you finish your drinks in silence, and when the cups are empty, Gabriel takes his leave in silence, clearly deep in thought, and thankful for your honesty.
You, of course, cannot leave Catalina alone, now that she is in your tent, of her own volition. Smirking, you grouse "Catalina finally joins us in our tent, and Laelith seduces her with books before I can enter."
Teh young priestess and necromancer freezes, and what little color can be found on her face drains "I, well... research. I have an idea for a siege-golem, but needed..." she trails off as she feels Laeliths eyes fall on her, and after the sound of the tent-flap being moved aside and stepped through, Kyrias as well. The young woman blushes, and begins to glance about.
"I am so very intrigued, and heartened by your ideas and dedication, Cat." though your voice is a bit off for the praise you are giving the woman.
Stirring from the cot as Catalinas mind fails, and a stuttering series of nonsensical noises begin to fall from her mouth, Sansa asks "Catalina?" as you can almost hear Kyria lick her lips.
Blushing from the warmth in both your and Sansas voices, she tries to continue "It, it would have a balista of sorts on its back, and, and a ramming head, with front fists that could also. Umm, beat... down... doors?" she tries to explain, as Kyria sits next to her, wrapping her arm around the slight girl. >cont'd |