[Quest]Seeking:Big-AssedGemstone...Part2 in Cities of Empire Posted February 27, 2013 (OOC: I apologize for the slow response) [B]Natalia Lancer[/B] Natalia kept a sharp eye out for the others, or anything else they might happen across. She noticed her comrades were noticing all the little animals they happened across a bit before her. [i]Well that’s unusual. But given Robert’s mysterious powers and Zyphia’s werewolf senses, I suppose I should expect to be the last to notice anything.[/i] The woman chuckled to herself. [i]Speaking of which[/i] Zyphia had apparently caught a scent and began sniffing the ground excitedly. Natalia kept her shotty pistol ready for trouble. There were a times Zyphia got so wrapped up in her tacking Nat had to shout, reminding her of the injured body attached to her. They were rounding a bend when Robert’s “friends” were finally revealed. All but one of the other party looked as rough as Nat felt, and probably looked. But one, an arrogant-looking man, seemed to have been spending his days indoors being pampered. At least, that was how he appeared. Natalia immediately decided she didn’t care for him. She hoped Robert didn’t like him either. Apparently his name was Rerum Pecu. At least, that is the name he was currently using. [i]Rerum Pecu? What kind of sissy name is that?[/i] Robert and Rerum conversed while Natalia and Zyphia watched them, and the men opposite the women. Nat did not like the look of the traveling companions of mister Pecu. She disliked his look even more, which was saying something. The six men looked like common thugs off the street; hired purely for numbers, rather than skill or ability. They had a subservient dullness to them. On the bright side, Nat and Zyphia would seem to have the upper hand on them. Natalia returned her attention to the two men meeting together ("Pecu. Good to see you. I trust you received my letter?" Robert asked.) [i]So this man is here by Robert’s request. Well, if not man, at least male,[/i] she sarcastically corrected herself. ("Of course I did, why would I be out here if I hadn't? Loosen up Rob, you might be handsome if you weren't so grim. Fred too.") Nat rolled her eyes. She did like how Robert did not react. [i]Stupid greeting. Now at least you know it sucked,[/i] she thought at the man with the fake smile. ("So, uh... I guess that's him, eh? Finally kicked the bucket, the old wretch? Well, he'll be back in no time if what he says is true. Don't say it, I know what I have to do. The... Ah, the cargo will be taken care of. These are your companions?") [i]Nah,[/i] Natalia thought to herself. [i]We all just happened to randomly run into each other just a moment ago. This happens all the time way out in the wilderness[/i] ("Quite a lot. And they get splits.) [i]Wait, what? We’re sharing splits with all of them? That’s bullshit. They didn’t have to survive an undead monk. We’ll see about this when the time comes. Maybe they only get small shares for helping us return the short distance to civilization.[/i] (All'll be dealt with fairly, don't you worry, don't worry a bit. Now, if you'd like me to take your burden...") The woman resolved to march in the rear to make sure the injured were not mistreated, or the gem spirited away.