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>I am no Dragonseed, I am the true-born son of Lord Celtigar. I was caught in the waves ... yesterday and near drowned. You will give me food, clothes and directions to the castle, as is your duty toward your lord's guest, and I will see you rewarded for it. [Haughty]
good choice
‘’I am no Dragonseed’’ you began, the old man merely gave a chuckle in response, the disrespect set you on edge.
‘’That hair does not lie lad, you’ve got Dragonblood in those veins’’ his tone had relaxed though he still held the hatchet at guard and you thought you saw some half-remembered stance in his step.
‘’I am the true-born son of Lord Celtigar, Valyrian blood is in our veins’’ you protested, that seemed to grab the old man’s attention.
<span class="mu-i">‘’Celtigar?’’</span> he eyes twinkled thoughtfully <span class="mu-i">‘’I’d thought milords kin all died on the Tyrant’’</span> he looked at you strangely with a look of what could have been remorse or pity. <span class="mu-i">‘’Did his lordship sire you on his sea wife?’’</span>
Sea wife? What was he talking about? you stumbled over your next words <span class="mu-i">‘’No I… my father came because of the Pentoshi Prince, I was caught in the waves and near drowned.’’</span> the man’s attention was in your grip as you spoke and you thought to capitalize on it.
<span class="mu-i">‘’You will give me food, clothes and directions to the castle, as is your duty toward your lord’s guest and I will see you rewarded for it’’</span> the last word came out more a weeze than word, though you felt more a lord than you ever did at Crab Isle saying it and you stood taller for it.
The old man laughed after a moment <span class="mu-i">‘’Gods be good boy, you might be King Crab born again if you think you can make it to the castle like that’’</span> he looped the hatchet on his worn belt, any disrespect you might have felt melted in the face of concession <span class="mu-i">’’I’d give you bread and salt to show my hospitality but I know you’ll be wanting a place near the fire and water more than salt, one see’s enough of it when you’ve been taken by the sea’’</span>
He moved to the door, inside you could see shadows moving.
<span class="mu-s">Shelter or trails</span>
>‘’Give me food, clothes and directions and I’ll be on my way, if you wish to guide me or not I will see you rewarded for it’’ You needed to press on to the castle, the old man meant well but if you stopped here, you might not leave. [Haughty + Press on]
>’’My thanks’’ warm food, a fire, possibly even clothes however rough spun would be a glorious reprieve from the cold and nakedness of your present state and another barrier between you, sickness and death. [Cynic + Shelter]
>’’Tell me what you know of King crab’’ you did not trust this man, he knew much more of the past than you trusted and you would have answers. [Taciturn + Truth Seeking]
Think carefully about your choices
Thanks for being patient
