>>5353591>>5353588>>5353583>>5353571>3 SUCCESS: Not one clipped copper from me. You brush aside the bald attempt at defrauding you and exit the town without paying a rubbish fee.You look down at the guard’s proffered hand, then back up to the man’s face. His leering smile falters under your gaze, drooping even further as you cast a scrutinizing eye over his weapon, build and equipment as if making a critical assessment. You find him greatly wanting.
<span class="mu-i">“Hey! The fee!”</span> The guard scowls as you brush past him. <span class="mu-i">“Hey! I talking to you!"</span>
He even dares to lay a hand on your armoured shoulder. Disgraceful. Him a commoner, and a foreign one at that! His ilk laying a hand upon a noble would be hanging offence in Fallavon, at least a whipping one in your home duchy of Romaine. It takes the patience of the Saints and the underlying desire not to disrupt your time in Langland by slaying him, and probably his comrades, to stay your hand.
<span class="mu-i"> “Remove your hand, ruffian.”</span> You pause, looking over your shoulder directly into the man’s eyes. Your hand drops down to the hilt of your blade, not quite grasping it but offering a gentle reminder to all present that it’s there. <span class="mu-i">“Or lose it.”</span>
Even if his Cantish is not the best, your intent could not be clearer. The offending guard hesitates, he seems to realise he might have bitten off more than he can chew, but then his face scrunches up in a stubborn manner and you suspect you’re not going to get through this without a short, brutal show of violence.
But suddenly an animal hiss causes him to let go in shock and step back, nursing the finger the your Whitecoat Ermine Lady Stoutsworth nipped. At what point did she clamber out of her cosy nestling pouch slung over Mikail’s shoulder and up your arm you don’t know, she’s a sneaky little thing.
<span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g">“Hahaha! Lascialo andare, Impelli.”</span></span> The laughter of the other guards at their comrades misfortune serves to defuse the whole situation. <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g">“Abbiamo abbastanza merda dal capitano così com'è.”</span></span>
<span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-g"> “Fottuto straniero.”</span></span> The guard scowls at your departing figure as he sucks his finger. <span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i">“È meglio che quel topo non abbia la peste...”</span></span>
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