In reply to Hannatti (msg # 442):

The blond woman blinks, and pauses before replying.
"Milord, This woman was threatened with unspeakable violations, and had to defend herself. Two of the deceased werecompanio s known for their bawdiness, and disrespect for the rule of law. Wecan only assume that they were responsible for Constable Franjean's demise....
...Are you well milord? Shall I have one of your digestive draughts prepared?"

Not daring to actually smile Hannatti bobs the smallest of bows and tries to say 'thank you' with her eyes to the Baroness. She remains silent to see how it will play out with the folks that have just delivered a weird looking carpet.
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In reply to Baroness Lorraine Pequenaud (msg # 445):

"Enough of your draughts, my belly is afire and my head throbs...You there, what is that which you have u furled in my hall? Can it be?"

In reply to Baron Marcel Pequenaud (msg # 447):

"This would be the hide of the beast which laid waste your lands, Milord. I heard there was a reward for its...removal. Does it's presence ail you, Milord?"

He smiles as hey tall dark Lady eyes him, But he say's alert to the guards, as he doesn't feel that Justice is their quest.


[Private to Hannatti: Well tall lady, Aethul is only 6' 1"]
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In reply to Aethul (msg # 449):

While the Baron is distracted Hannatti turns to gawk. With her face turned away so that the Baroness can't see she smiles back at the suitably tall fellow in green and despite herself winks at him with the eye furthest from the Baroness.

[Private to Aethul: How would you describe the green-clad fellow's appearance?]
This message was last edited by the player at 03:11, Mon 09 Aug 2021.

He smirks, the lady is on the carpet and still makes eyes at him ... he thinks he'd like to get to chat with her. Then realizes his mind isn't where it needs to be and wipes the smirk and and checks around them again.

[Private to Hannatti: Tanned skin, reasonably muscular, Brown curly hair trimmed some. Blue eyes and still rather young.
He wears a typical foresters garb, Light wool Green Cloak over a linen shirt and leather jacket. Green Woolen breeches and brown leather boots.
Long Bow, buckler and short sword. and a back pack.]

In reply to Aethul (msg # 451):

Hannatti turns her attention back to the Baroness and then the Baron and waits. She hopes for the best but remains aware of possible exits just in case.
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In reply to Hannatti (msg # 452):

"To the contrary,  This hide you bear warms the cockles of my heart, and lightens my step. How came you upon the beast, and where might be its head?"

In reply to Baron Marcel Pequenaud (msg # 453):

"The beast was slain at great cost, and the remains were attacked by dire wolves. The creature was larger than this, but only this much hide was good for the making of armor after the battle.
Our Faun was bitten in twain by it, and were it not for our good priest, we would all be scorched and the creature still rampaging  over your land."
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In reply to Hannatti (msg # 452):

The baroness makes brief eye contact with Hannatti, and turns her gaze back to the grisly trophy.

[Private to Hannatti: the baroness is quite beautiful,  and the only other person who is attractive in this group is the woman with the staff, standing beside a rough looking warrior, the Dwarf, the dimunitive priest, and the archer]

In reply to Balir Ironhide (msg # 454):

"True indeed. It's head was buried in the earth, and was too big for us to bring in any case. Scavengers may by now have picked it clean."

In reply to Baroness Lorraine Pequenaud (msg # 455):

Hannatti riks a small smile to the Baroness and then follows her gaaze towards the newcomers.

[Private to GM: Roughly how tall are the baroness and the woman with the staff? And how much cleavage, if any, is visble?
She tries to catch the staff bearer's eye.]

In reply to Hannatti (msg # 457):

The attractive woman who entered with the hide bearers is about five six, heavily armored, and scrupulously clean. greenish sparks crackle around her hand where it meets the staff. She catches Hannatti's eye, but quickly shifts her gaze to the rapier at her side.

In reply to Kirpich Rockson (msg # 456):

"Aye," calls the blondish, scarred Shevnian man beside the earth priest and the woman with the staff, "Kirpich here stuck its head in the ground while we chopped it off. It were the size of one of the great wolves, but twice as broad."

In reply to Snorri Roslovich (msg # 459):

"That does sound to bethe Beast which has terrorized our fair land."

[Private to Hannatti: She lets her embroidered shawl slip slightly, revealing a little more of her creamy chest than before, and smiles slightly as she recovers her shoulder.  check her profile]

In reply to Marlena DuBois (msg # 458):

Hannatti idly rests her hand on her rapier sheath and subtly edges the weapon's handle towards the woman with the crackling staff, almost like gently pointing, actually offering a message.

She glances back at the pair of nobles and then looks again to the group of apparently successful hunters.


[Private to GM: Well, here we go for the staff wielder:
     23:32, Today: Secret Roll: Hannatti rolled 15 using 3d6.  Lecherous IQ10 (or 5 if Marlena i Attractive).
Looks like Hannatti is making eyes at her too. She borderline tall enough, but the sparks do it!
     23:40, Today: Secret Roll: Hannatti rolled 14 using 3d6.  Sex appeal for Marlena, TN11.
But perhaps Marlena is too busy to notice or just not so interested.

When Hanna glances back, she'll try to catch the baroness's eye, minutely lick her lips and give the slightest of nods, as in 'Yes, I would, if you can arrange it.']
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In reply to Hannatti (msg # 461):

"Baron, we had to enchant the creature, blind it ,and sever its legs and suffocate  cate it before it could be beheaded."

her hair flutters as if in a breeze, an she blinks hard, and raises a finger as if to make a point, and then lowrrs it again.

In reply to Marlena DuBois (msg # 462):

his face a bit blotchy, the baron reaches to touch the hide, and the withdraws his hand..."A grand tale indeed. Do we have proof of these dire wolves as well?"
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In reply to Hannatti (msg # 461):

"Our guests must be parched, bring the ale."

She holds Hannatti's gaze as she says this, speaking from behind her husband as she continues sewing.

The swordmistress returns her attention to the baron and baroness, idly rubbing her left palm on her hip. She calmly waits to see who truly holds power here, the one who thinks he does, or the one sewing.

[Private to GM: Hannatti stands patiently, chin up and chest thrust out.. subtly towards the baroness.]

In reply to Hannatti (msg # 465):

"I am not sure if we grabbed one of their pelts. Did we?"

I did not.

In reply to Aethul (msg # 467):

"The hides were too badly damaged to present to one of your stature, Lord, and we gave the meat to a woman whose man was slain by the beast."
This message was lightly edited by the player at 16:31, Thu 19 Aug 2021.

In reply to Snorri Roslovich (msg # 468):

Under guise of looking at the nobles or the animal-skinners, Hannatti seeks how many visible exits and roughly how many guards there are and the weoponry of the latter.