The Throne... Of Lies... Returns. [Roleplay Thread]

addison doesnt seem to notice you

(He’s not exactly quiet being drunk)

(Do you mind getting drugged?)

addison notices you
ā€Hello thereā€

Andar waves her away.

ā€œDon’t mind me. Just a normal drunkard looking for a river to jump to… You don’t see a river around, yeah? I’d give you privacy with your man in a while.ā€

(Just try I guess)

addison examines you to see if you have Any weapons

Smiling, he moved away with his companion back into the forest and to the knights ā€œSeems they are happy at least. My mission has been completed… Cult motivation: God. Unseen motivation: Revenge perhaps? Quite different per person in comparison. Fascinsting to investigateā€

(Should I notice you?)

ā€œNightshade injection through a dart. That was why I was here in the first place: to collect poison.ā€

(Can do, up to you)

The box seemed to infect a part of your mind. You couldn’t just set it down, it seemed glued to your hands. This is shocking and terrifying. It doesn’t make sense.

His right hand holds a bottle. Though hidden, you can see a blade on hanging from his waist.

After the processions finished, Parn puts his hand on Cedar’s shoulder.
ā€œYou sound exactly like the guy did when I first met him, ya know that?ā€

ā€œIf I was more afraid of the man I’d be scared shitless, almost like that time when–well. Shouldn’t talk about thatā€ He whistles nervously.

ā€œmaybe there is another way to ge thay moneyā€ he thinks
ā€œdo you know where those alchemist are right now?ā€

ā€œHe-She…it met me on the street corner, between the middle class and upper class areas of Adiart. It’s near the town square but not quite. We went into a run down building to deal.ā€

He sweats ā€œI would never be able to find themā€

Cedar’s laughter is more filled with joy than his most recent ones.
ā€œYa can tell me about it while we’re on the ship, okay?ā€

ā€œAlchemist? So you work for one of them dubious medicine man? Well, good for you. Try not to die.ā€

Parn chuckles, before grabbing his head with his hands in frustration. ā€œNever. Again.ā€ He mumbles with fanatic fervor.

ā€œDon’t want my balls on a pike.ā€

seeing that addison decides to play safe and not get into conflict with him unless a better oppurtunity comes
ā€œyou happen to know about him?ā€(its an answer to your next post)

Andar glances at the man before shaking his head.

ā€œNot a clue. He’s not from my net around, if you know what I mean, eh?ā€

Andar chuckles, before suddenly stopping and stares at Addison, then the man, then Addison.

ā€œI swear I saw doubles. You see a river around?ā€