[It's not, but feel free to take it!! It's not like it's gonna be missed, or anything like that. Certainly not, just time to add to the list of crimes we're committing here.
...But yeah, he certainly doesn't need to remind her why that's irritating. The Vernier's certainly aren't very highly viewed in Blanche's eyes after all she's heard from Alaric. She'd certainly kick their asses herself if she had the ability to do so, those no good, irresponsible, absolute assholes--]
Nor am I, unfortunately. [It's not as if she knows all the Verniers, but she has at least heard a few names in passing from her parents.] But yes, I am in agreement. We will need to be cautious, but if we can learn anything from the townspeople at all, it may indeed prove to be a boon.
[...Blanche is going to take a tome or two with her, though--she doesn't have a lot of experience with black magic, but at the very least, she can learn and add a few more spells to her repository.]
Come. We should get out of this room, at the very least. Perhaps we can pick them off as they come...
[...Of course, that's going to be a problem. Sure, they can exit the room fairly easily, and they can likely go down the hallway easily enough--sadly there's no alternate escape routes except the way they came, but they can at least get back to the dining hall easily.
...The problem is that they have company, and lots of it. And chief among them is their old friend, the archer. There's at least twelve people here, and one of the axemen looks to the archer with a grin.
"Oi, Maeve! These the guest of honors you were talkin' 'bout?"
"Oh, the ones in the same!" Maeve, apparently, grins easily at Alaric and Blanche. The group is blocking their way easily, and all of them have their weapons close at hand. Swords, lances, axes, bows, magic... "So nice of you two to join us, and so early too! It's almost a shame Lady Gretel isn't here to see you now..."]
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...But yeah, he certainly doesn't need to remind her why that's irritating. The Vernier's certainly aren't very highly viewed in Blanche's eyes after all she's heard from Alaric. She'd certainly kick their asses herself if she had the ability to do so, those no good, irresponsible, absolute assholes--]
Nor am I, unfortunately. [It's not as if she knows all the Verniers, but she has at least heard a few names in passing from her parents.] But yes, I am in agreement. We will need to be cautious, but if we can learn anything from the townspeople at all, it may indeed prove to be a boon.
[...Blanche is going to take a tome or two with her, though--she doesn't have a lot of experience with black magic, but at the very least, she can learn and add a few more spells to her repository.]
Come. We should get out of this room, at the very least. Perhaps we can pick them off as they come...
[...Of course, that's going to be a problem. Sure, they can exit the room fairly easily, and they can likely go down the hallway easily enough--sadly there's no alternate escape routes except the way they came, but they can at least get back to the dining hall easily.
...The problem is that they have company, and lots of it. And chief among them is their old friend, the archer. There's at least twelve people here, and one of the axemen looks to the archer with a grin.
"Oi, Maeve! These the guest of honors you were talkin' 'bout?"
"Oh, the ones in the same!" Maeve, apparently, grins easily at Alaric and Blanche. The group is blocking their way easily, and all of them have their weapons close at hand. Swords, lances, axes, bows, magic... "So nice of you two to join us, and so early too! It's almost a shame Lady Gretel isn't here to see you now..."]