Thom - Prisoner Trade

[10:44:28] Thom left Loranthis as promised. With the bag over the head of the Owl the red haired man would march him for quite a while. Before long the prarie between Loranthis and Wychwood would be behind them, the Sarab pass coming a bit into view. It would be from this far away that Thom took a bit of a pause.

"Asura." It would take a few moments. But in his mind the jagged depraved door to the spirit realm would have formed and it would be opened, drawing in the depraved power. This caused for a being to appear, something akin to an imp. A small bird, a black and blue raven with a third eye would be produced, sitting atop the bandages of the man's completely covered left arm.

And then it took flight. Flying above the pass the creature would scout, ensuring that there would not be some sort of ambush to come. Should others come in the distance.. He would be alerted far in advance. For now however? Thom merely walked forwards taking the Owl to the pass north side and awaiting for the arrival of 'Lunger' alone.
(Thom M. Takashi)
[10:50:27] Out in the sandy expanse, A horse by the name of Clyde stood idle, upon hit's back, a rider. One dawning a fancy hat, a step above that of the other Outlaws, a bit of uniqeness to it. On his back, a gleaming Estoc.

Dante remained atop his steed, tied to the back, a man a few years younger. He watched the pass through his looking glass and as he spotted someone approach he narrowed in on them. Identifying them as Thom M. Takashi... The Golden King.

A little scoff was given before the horse was spurred into motion, riding forwards at a quick speed before coming to a halt at the South end of the pass. He stared across at the King of Loranthis. One that from what he heard had intentions far more sinister than that of Dumuzid Balaraq.

He slipped from his horse, cut the ties from the prisoner and pulled him down to his side. "Half expected to see an army appear..."
(Dante Malakia)
[10:53:52] "Heh. We agreed to meet one on one with our prisoners. I have the honor to follow my word. It appears that you do too. I expected many Outlaws to be around here." The red haired man simply stated, before his right hand moved. The sack sitting atop the Owl's head would be pulled off, exposing the man's face for Dante to see.

"As you can see, this is your Owl. Before this proceeds further, confirm that you are holding Maxwell." Thom would simply state to the man on horseback. Red sparks of lightning shrouded the king as he stared forwards.

"In addition I would like to confirm. You are Lunger correct? Or are you a messenger to deliver the prisoner in his place?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
[10:58:08] Dante yanked the burlap sack off of the face of Maxwell, revealing that it was infact the magi Thom had been coming to claim. "Good as my word. " he stated matter of factly, it was noticable that Maxwell had a gag stuffed in his mouth alongside a cane to support himself.

"Yes, I am Lunger. I said I would come. I'd not risk one of our messanger's lives on a plan that I created. It's not my style." he stated as he reached into his pocket, drawing out a small key ring with a single key on it. Anyone familiar with Anti Magic collars would be able to tell that this did indeed belong to one.

"Here is the key for his collar."
(Dante Malakia)
[11:02:24] The Owl stood with the sack pulled off of his head, he wore beneath it a plain black cloth mask and his Outlaws hat which had survived this whole ordeal. His clothes were ragged though still carried the symbol of The Owl over his chest, his gear appeared long gone, likely destroyed as indeed it was, though he still had some of the remains of his utility belt wrapped around his waist.

He stared out the eyeholes of the mask and would nod to Dante, his eyes visible and one of them noticeably faded and cloudy. His whole body from the looks of things had seen better days, he had kept up his training within the cell but the torture still had lasting effects, the near starvation also didn't help.

His right hand seemed heavily scarred and twitched, as did his right arm at the elbow. His skin was burnt a darker color and almost seemed a tad bit leathery, and he had wrinkles around his eyes that had not been there before.

He stood with a bit of a limp, "Lunger my friend, what a fine day this is. The Owl is pleased to see you once more." He would say with a nod, his tone still proud and joyful, though a bit pained despite his efforts to hide it
(The Owl)
[11:06:40] "What a cute reunion." The red haired man stated towards the Owl's words before looking back to Lunger. It did indeed seem that this was a man of honor and not tricks. Fortunate. Tricks would be ill rewarded by the king of Loranthis after all.

"Reguardless.." Thom glanced over Maxwell, noticing his injuries. That leg.. That was unfortuitious in all honestly. The golden glowing hues then moved upwards, staring at 'Lunger' a frown settling over his body. "Hm. I request that Maxwell be allowed to cross the path a bit first. It appears that it will take him more time then it will the Owl." The king would merely state.

"And his items. Does he have those as well?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
[11:12:38] Dante placed a hand on the tip of his hat and tugged it down to greet The Owl. "We weren't just going to leave you. We don't abandon our own." he stated towards the other man. It was a bit angering to see him in his current state.

"We will send them at the same time. If it strokes your sense of security so much I will allow Maxwell to take the first two steps, but then The Owl is to be sent over immediately." he stated with a nod of his head. "Why not make it a bit flashy? We're both capable of using lightning. I'll shoot you Maxwell's keys and you shoot me The Owl's." he stated feeling a little showy.

He then shook his head calmly. "No. His weapons have been confisacted and destroyed. We agreed to trade prisoners, however I cannot in good concience allow dark or depraved items like those to exist. So I have taken them and disposed of them... Though it doesn't look you left the Owl with his gear either and respectively our prisoner was clearly kept and treated far better than you did with your prisoner." he stated calmly.

"If you are ready then we can get this exchange over with and go our seperate ways."
(Dante Malakia)
[11:19:28] He would nod.

"The Owl feared not for a second The Outlaws would merely abandon him, for we are a team and we do not betray or abandon our own." He would say with a nod, he would then look at Thom.

"And King Carrot Top, he is correct. Your forces did destroy my gear save for the hat, it would seem that his gear being destroyed is only fair and your anger over such a thing if you have any, certainly is unjustifiable. So says...." Pause for Dramatic effect, "The Owl!"

"Indeed!" He would say afterwards, placing his hands to his hips. He wore only rags and a basic cloth mask, though still he was The Owl, even if his costume had been entirely destroyed save for The Hat.
(The Owl)
[11:21:10] Dante Malakia: I see that your prisoner has been just as taunting and nerve grating to you as ours has been to us...
[11:22:01] A low sigh escaped the man's throat as he pressed down on the cane, forcing his entire weight onto the small polished stick as he took a step forward, hobbling forth with slow determined hops. The man was in relatively great shape from the looks of it, save for the clear lack of a leg that he now displayed. His armour remained in one piece, and his physical form had never been in better condition, although a pair of bags lay clearly defined beneath the blonde-haired warrior's eyes.

"Demand Wolfsbane." the man stated calmly as he hobbled forth, emerald eyes glancing briefly towards Dante in the meanwhile. "It is not a depraved blade, so his claim for it's destruction is moot. They already hold Gregor's axe and Sanguine, but Wolfsbane is -My- weapon." he continued with a cold tone.

It was all the man could do to control himself by hobbling slowly towards Thom, were it not for the collar that lay wrapped around his neck, he seemed about fit to rip Dante in two, blade or otherwise. "...And I disagree on the subject of them treating their...'Prisoners' better." he continued leisurely, his free arm motioning towards the remaining stump that was his left leg.
(Maxwell Chengri)
[11:22:01] Thom M. Takashi: Indeed. His personality is quite... Overdrawn.
[11:23:44] Maxwell Chengri: <*The man makes a lot of muffled sounds, motions towards his leg, and the clear spot where Wolfsbane once lay, before pointing a finger towards Dante.*>
[11:23:44] Maxwell Chengri: <*A middle finger is raised in Dante's direction.*>
[11:23:44] Dante Malakia: <*Is still holding Maxwell so he can't hobble over until Thom agrees*>
[11:27:08] "You're telling me that the blade blessed by one of Asena's guardians is depraved? I never knew that Asena was depraved 'Lunger." Thom stated, a slight narrowing of his eyes as he continued to stare at Dante. For now an arm was placed upon the Owl's shoulder, forcing the man to take a seat until this part of the talk was dealt with.

"And very well. When we exchange the prisoners that is how we will deliver the keys. I have no problem shooting it from one side to the other. But as I stated previously, Wolf'sbane is a dealbreaker or dealmaker." One of his members had already told him the value of the weapon after all, and while Sanguine and Gregor's axe might be lost currently.. Thom intended not to lose all three.

"Also do you have a spare gag? Your Owl is a bit.. loud."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[11:28:00] Maxwell Chengri: <*Lowers his middle finger, bound hands or otherwise, he made his point. It was...pointy.*>
[11:34:49] Dante tapped a finger to his chin. "You have to forgive I don't know the names of all of these weapons. I assume from your description that it is the one with Asena's symbol on it." he spoke before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a handkerchief bandanna before crushing it into a ball.

Suddenly golden winds would carry the makeshift gag over to Thom, hovering it right before the man's chest for him to grab and insert into The Owl's mouth if necessary.

"I do not have the weapon you seek. As far as I knew they are all depraved and have all been dealt with. I know very little of Asena. I know even less of the weapons that were confiscated and disposed of. As you can see."

He opened his clothing up and did a small turn around revealing that he infact had none of these items on him. "I am not lying. Maxwell was not very forthcoming about the items, only instead focusing on insulting and slandering myself and the Outlaws. There was no information for me to go off of in regards to these items. The only mention given was that he wanted them back, which as you know well... Giving prisoner's their gear is a no go."

He frowned lightly. "I'd hope that you would not turn down your allies freedom over a simple blade that is no longer in my possession. I can do very little in that regard. Now may we resume the trade? I'd prefer to be on our way."
(Dante Malakia)
[11:40:48] The man hooked his thumb in Dante's direction, motioning leisurely towards the man before he shook his head slowly from side to side. The man was clearly motioning towards the Estoc that lay across Dante's back, lest the cowboy-hat wearing man was foolish enough to also attempt the trade without his own signature blade.

The man tapped his foot slowly as he waited for Thom's input, his eyes rolled briefly as he leaned from side to side, waiting patiently for the red-haired mage to make his choice. Save for his life potentially being lost in the crossfire, this trade appeared to be overwhelmingly in Thom's favor, as far as Maxwell had seen, afterall, the Golden King was leagues above the average man in capabilities.

Slowly by surely, the man chewed away at his gag in the meantime, it wasn't as if he had much better to do.
(Maxwell Chengri)
[11:45:55] A slight narrowing of the Golden King's eyes would come to be, staring at the form of 'Lunger'. "I see. If Wolvesbane is truely destroyed that poses a problem." The gag is taken and used to cover the mouth of the Owl, aiming to make it as difficult for the masked vigillante to speak as possible.

"You see, my promise was that anything you did to Maxwell, I would do double yes? You, or one of your people chopped off his leg. That means that your friend the Owl should technically be leg-less right about now. But I am a calm man who is willing to compromise. If you do not have WolvesBane.." A slight increase of the cackling from the red haired man.

"Give me something of equivelent value. Give me reimbursement for the dismemberment of my forces. Maxwell seems keen on your sword but it does not have to be that. But give me something or I will follow through on my word. It is my honor after all."

"I mean, technically either way we can continue this trade. Just one way results in less bloodshead then the other."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[11:47:37] Dante Malakia: <*Pulls out his flask*> Best drink in Valmasia.
[11:48:28] Thom M. Takashi: -chuckles- I am not a fan of drink I am afraid.
[11:48:28] Dante Malakia: (Maxwell you cannot chew threw your gag btw)
[11:48:28] Dante Malakia: Hm, what are you a fan of?
[11:49:20] Thom M. Takashi: Fights. Honor. That sort of thing.
[11:49:20] Maxwell Chengri: <*Continues to chew on his gag, it wasn't the matter of chewing through the thing that concerned him, he was just chewing on it for the hell of it.*>
[11:50:11] Dante Malakia: Yes, I'm aware of that. I was referring to what could I trade you to replace the blade.
[11:50:11] Dante Malakia: I'd like for The Owl to keep all of his limbs.
[11:51:02] Thom M. Takashi: Blades, armor, gauntlets, rings. Something that I can use to bolster my own forces for the.. Weakening that had been performed.
[11:51:53] Dante Malakia: I'm afraid I don't currently have anything of the sort. We are not a rich group.
[11:52:44] Maxwell Chengri: <*Hooks his thumb again towards the one weapon Dante wielded at the moment. His Estoc.*>
[11:52:44] Dante Malakia: (The estoc can't be taken unless you just want the IC satisfaction of saying you did)
[11:52:44] Dante Malakia: (It's a store bought Item)
[11:53:36] Thom M. Takashi: I see, I see. That poses the problem and question of why you would destroy another group's weapons when you can't afford much in return.. -seems to think-
[11:53:36] Dante Malakia: Because, said group has been damaging the world as we know it.
[11:54:27] Dante Malakia: As well as imprisoning several of our members.
[11:54:27] Thom M. Takashi: -shrugs- I did tell your members to stay out of the west.
[11:54:27] Maxwell Chengri: <*The man audibly let loose a muffled sigh as he prodded the collar on his next leisurely.*>
[11:55:18] Thom M. Takashi: Where did you disopose of them then? The weaposn that you took?
[11:55:18] Dante Malakia: In the desert.
[11:55:18] Dante Malakia: They were melted and ground to dust then sunk into the earth to be purified.
[11:56:09] Thom M. Takashi: -smiles- Easy then. What we will do is retrieve the metal.
[11:56:09] Maxwell Chengri: <*The man shook his head viciously from side to side at Dante's words, a clear 'NO', portrayed through body movement.*>
[11:57:00] Dante Malakia: Fair enough. It will be quite hard to dishelve them from the sand but if you desire I can draw you a map to the location and give you directions.
[11:57:00] Dante Malakia: I must admit I'm no artist though.
[11:57:00] The Owl: <*groans in annoyance*> Mm mmk mmks
[11:57:00] Thom M. Takashi: How far away was it burried?
[11:57:00] Thom M. Takashi: Or.. There is another idea.
[11:57:52] Dante Malakia: Several days travel in the southern end of the desert.
[11:57:52] Thom M. Takashi: I will not dismember the Owl. Another of the Outlaws can take the punishment instead.
[11:58:43] Dante Malakia: That hardly seems like an appropriate trade off...
[11:58:43] Dante Malakia: Not maiming one of our people to maim another?
[11:58:43] Maxwell Chengri: <*Motions briefly towards his missing leg, and missing weapons, before he stared hard at Dante.*> Mmmm?
[11:59:34] Thom M. Takashi: Well, if you were in my situation what would you do? Someone has harmed one of your soilders, taken their limb from them. Is it not fair to have such done in return?
[11:59:34] The Owl: Mmm!!
[11:59:34] Dante Malakia: You tortured our man and disfigured him.
[11:59:34] The Owl: Mmm mmmm mmmmmm!!
[11:59:34] Dante Malakia: If I was in your shoes I would accept the fact that both sides have done wrong.
[12:00:25] Dante Malakia: And I would focus my gaze upon true threats such as Nostvale.
[12:00:25] Thom M. Takashi: Oh? Tell me then. Where do the outlaws stand on the world's politics?
[12:00:25] Dante Malakia: That is what I would do were I in your situation... Infact... I am in your situation.
[12:01:16] Dante Malakia: We stand alone. We have no allies.
[12:01:16] Thom M. Takashi: And who are your foes?
[12:01:16] Dante Malakia: Namely?
[12:01:16] Dante Malakia: The Alliance.
[12:01:16] Dante Malakia: They are by far the greatest evil in Valmasia.
[12:02:08] Dante Malakia: They have done the most harm.
[12:02:08] Maxwell Chengri: <*Muffled laughter ensues.*> Mmmhhh! Hmhmhmhm!
[12:02:08] The Owl: <*Same*>
[12:02:08] Thom M. Takashi: Is that your only foe.. Dante?
[12:02:08] Dante Malakia: Depravity is my fo-
[12:02:08] Maxwell Chengri: <*One hand idlely wipes away a joyous tear.*>
[12:02:08] Dante Malakia: Hm...
[12:02:08] Dante Malakia: I see...
[12:02:59] Dante Malakia: It would seem it's not our only foe...
[12:02:59] Dante Malakia: For none on your side nor the Alliance no my name...
[12:02:59] Dante Malakia: <*pinches the bridge of his nose*>
[12:02:59] Thom M. Takashi: Indeed.
[12:02:59] Dante Malakia: Who then...
[12:02:59] Dante Malakia: I'd like a name if you'd be so generous.
[12:02:59] Thom M. Takashi: Cinderfall is no white slate either.
[12:03:50] Dante Malakia: You've no need to convince me of that.
[12:03:50] Dante Malakia: I am well aware.
[12:03:50] Dante Malakia: It's why we are not allied with them.
[12:03:50] Thom M. Takashi: -smiles- So what do you think about burning them then?
[12:04:41] Dante Malakia: I think they will burn themselves.
[12:04:41] Dante Malakia: Though if they are betraying the Outlaws I will see that they regret it.
[12:04:41] Dante Malakia: Tell me, who is the bad egg this time?
[12:04:41] Thom M. Takashi: That is not enough for me Dante.. And indeed they will regret.
[12:05:32] Thom M. Takashi: I am afriad I will give you little names. But know this;
[12:05:32] Thom M. Takashi: Creeper, little miss, kid.. They are all in danger because of Cinderfall.
[12:05:32] Dante Malakia: ...
[12:05:32] Dante Malakia: I see...
[12:05:32] The Owl: <*Looks surprised*>
[12:06:24] The Owl: Mmm?!
[12:06:24] Dante Malakia: What is it that you want... You want me to knock heads in Cinderfall? You want me to break knee caps?
[12:06:24] Thom M. Takashi: Descriptions, names, locations.. tsk tsk..
[12:07:15] The Owl: <*Looks at Dante, shakes his head*>
[12:07:15] Dante Malakia: I see what you are getting at. If they have done all of this they will be dealt with. But we are here to discuss the release of prisoners.
[12:07:15] Dante Malakia: So what are your terms..
[12:10:40] 'So what are your terms?'

A sinister smile sets in upon the red haired man's face. "Preferentially? I'd like your help burning Cinderfall. I am sure you have heard that there will an attack soon and given how much information they have gifted Loranthis with.. I would say that perhaps they should be the first blight dealt with. You do not have to ride with Loranthis.

I merely would like you to be there and fight them. You seem to be a man of honor so if you were to give your word that you would, then I will accept this as the reimbursement of the trade. Does this sound like a fine deal for you?"

A slight quirk of Thom's brow as the Golden King continued to stare towards Dante, waiting for his response.
(Thom M. Takashi)
[12:20:03] Dante chewed on his tongue. This was a dilemma... The most difficult choice he had been faced with to date. He ground his teeth together before spitting onto the ground, anger dancing in his eyes. His stomach churned. Bile rose in his throat. He was truly thrown for a loop here.

The stress was gnawing away at him. The battle with the Kaor Chicken... The suicide of his first love... The kicking of valuable members to uphold standars.... The forsaken nature that he had dealt with his sister.... The responsibility to protect those he cared about, including the Owl in this instance.

He pulled something from his pocket, stuck it between his teeth, and lit the tip of the cigar. He inhaled a long deep cloud of smoke. It was held for a long time. He then blew it back through his teeth around the butt of the cigar.

"I refuse to side with depravity or darkness... I am NOT going to aid Loranthis or the Alliance." he stated a bit bitterly towards the man. "But Cinderfall has done us a great injury..." he chewed on the cigar, rotating it in his teeth. "I will not ride with Loranthis... If one of your men so much as looks at me wrong... It's his head." he grumbled angrily. He gripped Maxwell's shoulder aggressively..

"Send The Owl... I will punish Cinderfall... Not for you... But for the sake of my Outlaws they have endagered. And I will be quite blunt with you. Your city is on my shit list. Do not mistake my defending my people as aiding you. Because you have also just threatened my people. I will come for you one day, Thom. If I find out any of your people so much as touch an Outlaw the deal is off so I suggest you get the memo out."

He grumbled a bit more. "You're a real piece of shit and so is Cinderfall... I want a name."
(Dante Malakia)
[12:26:01] Would this be a problem..

No, not for long. Thom was far used to the death threats, the people saying that they wouldn't side with Darkness and the like. It was so typical for him. The red haired man considered for the briefest moments perhaps enforcing his will but.. Only a chuckle escaped him. A movement of Thom's arms appart from one another, the red haired man staring at Dante.

"If you will come for me, why not make it today? Why not have our fight here and now? Without any sort of interuption?" The Hellstorm in the air cackled even more so, before he shook his head. "Never mind. I am just impateint." Thom merely stated.

"I'll tell you what. I am in a good mood. Just this once I'll forget about it. Just know that the next time your people cross mine.. Well we have information on the Outlaws now. We know who you are. We will find you and have some revenge of our own."

A glance is made towards the Owl. "Stand up. It's trading time. And I'm afraid not for the name. It would not be in my best interests."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[12:27:44] Maxwell Chengri: <*Taps his foot silently, an evidently disgruntled expression lay clear upon his face.*>
[12:29:26] The Owl would stand up and a low growl would come from his throat but he stifled his anger, simply waiting to be told to walk or not.

He would reach up and pull the gag out of his mouth, fixing the mask as he did so. "By the wings of Justice, was the gag really necessary?" He would grumble in a rather annoyed tone of voice.

This entire situation had been nothing but a bad time, and he was eager to return to the Outlaws. He'd motion to his anti magic collar. "This thing coming off soon?"
(The Owl)
[12:32:51] Dante ground his teeth. Before exhaling, glowing with a golden energy more refined than that of regular mana. He exhaled slowly. "I don't fear death, but I can do more good alive. I'm not so prideful to be fool enough to believe I can best your right here and now... But just know, it will come. Your generosity this time is noted." he spoke with another puff from his cigar.

He gave a little push to Maxwell, not enough to make him lose his balance but enough to nudge him forwards. He would wait for The Owl to come to him and then his hand would become charged with Sacred Lightning. As soon as Thom did the same and both prisoners were exchanged, Dante would fire the keys across to the King of Loranthis.

"If I find out who it is, I WILL kill them. Though seeing as they are apart of Cinderfall, I assume you will hold no grudge." he then would mount his horse after helping The Owl up onto it. A tip of his hat towards Maxwell and Thom.

"Gentleman...."

And unless stopped they'd ride off into the sunset.
(Dante Malakia)
[12:37:07] The man slowly hobbled his way over towards Thom, eyes half-lidded in frustration. In due time, he'd pass by Owl without a word, choosing to remain passive on his small trip, despite the anger welling within his chest. It was only once the man had reached Thom's side did he turn around once more to face Dante.

He was wordless and he intended to remain so until the key had been provided to Thom, and as far as he was concerned, that wasn't going to happen until the duo were absolutely satisfied with their trade.
(Maxwell Chengri)
[12:42:14] A slight grunt towards the Owl spitting out the gag but the man would be out of his hair soon anyways. Instead he turned to look towards Dante. "Heh. Whenever you are ready come to Loranthis. Stare me in the face and fight me one on one. Don't cower, don't shake. Don't wait for me to be old and grey. Come for my head." Thom invited towards the man, their arms oustreached and bloodlust perhaps felt.

With that done Maxwell would have begun moving. After two steps the Owl would also be released, sent to go forwards. Hellstorm seemed to obey Thom quite easily, and where as Dante used his hand to throw the key Thom would send his own across with barely a finger. "Indeed. As that place will soon no longer exist I will not care at all."

"Farewell Dante Malakia."

Thom's hand would move to Maxwell's gag, taking it out as well as quickly undoing the anti-magic collar. The golden glowing hues stared at the soilder. ".. You were captured. We have much to speak about."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[12:46:30] The Sacred Knight of Valmasia nodded his head. "I don't cower or tremble in fear." he stated before spurring his horse to ride forth, passing the kay back to The Owl. It could be called a rivalry in a sense... Perhaps reason for Dante to grow more powerful more quickly. But he was set in stone about these things.

"Let's get you home... "
(Dante Malakia)
[12:48:12] With his gag removed and his magic collar undone, the man wordlessly flexed, pulling his arms apart in one smooth motion, freeing his hands from their bonds with a series of loud snaps. With his mana no longer confined, Maxwell couldn't help but let out a relaxed sigh despite his previous irritation, he was more or less back in charge, although short a limb...and that was what ultimately mattered to him in the end.

"...Thom, if I see one of them wielding Wolfsbane at Cinderfall, I am going to rip it from their hands, one way or another." the man stated calmly as he turned his gaze towards the outlaw duo riding off into the distance. A moment would pass as the man would inevitably turn his attention back to his King.

"He barely beat me, mind you. Ambushed me at the pond, while I was playing my lute. The arrogant lil' shit beat me by the skin of his teeth. It won't happen again, even with my disadvantage."
(Maxwell Chengri)
[12:52:28] A chuckle. "Oh it is fine.There is a lot we have gained from this. The Outlaws will stay out of the war for Cinderfall. They will not make pacts with others. This means that we are free to target them whenever. In addition.. We now know where they live." The red haired man simply stated, grinning.

"The base in Frostvale winterlands. In addition either you can confirm that base or you can tell us about another of them. They took your weapons but in turn may have left information and secrets free." Thom turned around a little bit before glancing upwards.

"Asura. Come." The bird of depravity would be brought down from above, finding it's perch upon the red haired man's shoulders. "And if any of them do use the weapondry we find and take it. Nothing is bad in this situation.

And if this time he barely beat you, then next time he won't. We will beat them down Maxwell. Don't worry. Now.. Let's head back to Loranthis."
(Thom M. Takashi)