>>5563568>>5563646A wise opinion.
>>5563710By Saint Denis no ! Bretons are maybe dumb and ugly but they remain christian frenchmen (even if not of frankish blood and of dubious loyalty), they would never do this with pigs and rats. Since carolingian times we know that it must be done with horses.
>>5563752You were outraged by such insolence, how did these knaves dared pretend that they were traders. What kind of peaceful traders prepared ambushes with nets, weapons and boulders ready to be pushed on poor souls passing a mountain pass.
-Peaceful traders ? You are slavers and you clearly were waiting to ambush us, why should I spare your life ?
Strangely it was the Kobold's turn to be outraged, nevertheless it was the first time that you saw a rat-pig-lizard-man looking outraged so you couldn't really tell if he faked it, his face was not frankish enough to have readable emotions. You looked at Brother Louis, he saw saracens in the desert and was the better travelled of you all, maybe he could see if this kobold man lied but he seemed as puzzled as you. The little thing moved his arms, and you saw that he had golden rings on it, that seemed to take Ancel's attention at least. And he explained.
-Slavery ? My company does not deal in such affairs, we are a trading company, an honourable company. I can understand that slavery is a painful memory amongst humans, and that kobolds and humans have some bad blood between them and some of us might have not been kind enough with your people. Regrettably, not all the portions of the deals relating to the humans were properly vetted and some unapproved actions made by concurring firms might have hurt your feelings, but rest assured that our company remains inclusive and treats the memories and the feelings of the customers with utmost respect.
You looked at the Kobold, then at your men, maybe one of them had understood something. You thought that he was probably speaking in some kind of dialect, with his breton accent he seemed to be a rural type. You could understand the peasants of your region, but with those of neighbouring places, be it in Normandy, Burgundy or Artois you had some troubles. You generally considered that when words were not understandable, it meant that there was no thought behind it, but here the man seemed so passionate to express himself that you kind of felt bad for him. You saw that he wanted to tell something but to no avail. You turned towards your men who looked at you, as bewildered as you were. Bohémond looked at you and asking.
-Should we kill them ?
But Brother Louis, the most well read of you, decided to tell.
-I think that he means that he is a trader and not a slaver. I suppose at least.
Uh.... Well, if this was what he meant then he probably lied, and you knew why. You told the short kobold man.
-A peaceful trader ? And where are your wares, stop lying to us !
