- Rogue
Hey hey! Easy. Why the hostility? It's genuine concern I b havin' fer ya, aye?
- R
U'll b losin' either ur knackers or ur noggin' b4 the night's out if u can't muzzle it. Maybe for all of us. Aye?
- Arrow
Wot?
- R
Shut the cur up... Bitch...
Or it will come true sooner than you think.
- Celeteren
Oh hey Kel. Nice seeing u again, too. Despite ur animosity...
- R
Arrrrrgghhh!!!
- C and A, drawing swords...
Síochána!! All of you!
Right...
Rogue. Please. You really shouldn't bait your hosts! I know you don't understand our name protocols but at least have respect for the authority of a place where you have none. I'm assuming, here, that you'd like to live. Doing that is going to be dicey at best, coming to our council. I wouldn't be looking to hurry your demise along. Seen?!
- Ntouranae
Ah...
- R
Ah. No! I don't need to hear your brains are scrambled, or whatever excuse you choose to throw out to cover your bad behavior. You know how to close your mouth. Do it. Or, I will spell you for the duration. That clear?!
- N
Yes'um.
- R
Good. Your contrition becomes you.
Now. Ersemen, please put away your metal, your sour faces and your bitter tongues. Council is on edge enough at being called on the cusp of Samhain without further provocation from its members.
Deep breath everyone...
Master of Arms. Lead.
Arrow, Berin, Asher, Rogue follow. In that order.
My eye will be on you all.
Move out!
- N
