“Ah, now, I didn’t say I needed it, lad. Let’s not go tempting the Gods. And call me Hargrin- Brother Hargrin if you must.” Hargin grinned at Antru briefly before moving to the salient point. But… “Lady Sora?” He frowned slightly, trying to place the name. “Was that the lass translating for the Governor?” He wondered what she was Lady of, or if that was merely a courtesy title from the elf.

“Did she sign on with him, to be calling meetings on his behalf?” He asked with some confusion. “Not that I’ve anything against the lass, mind you.” He added hastily, thanking the Lady that embarrassment didn’t show as easily on his complexion. “Just seems a bit rude to barge in on the Governor on a stranger’s say-so, without his invitation.” Especially now, when Nighthill had to have much on his mind.


OOC: I don’t think Hargrin and Sora were ever actually introduced, as they first met in the combat. Likewise, he left the hostage exchange early, so he wasn’t present for Nighthill telling Sora to invite helpers to the meeting, and he’s thinking it’s a bit odd for her to be doing the inviting when it should be coming from his Governor. Feel free to catch him up :)

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"The Governor called the meeting. Said most of use who helped out there would be welcome. Lady Sora thought as much her self. We'd like to see what the Governor has to say. Based on the exchange, we aren't dealing with a simple raid. Most likely the Dragon is building up its horde, and the kobolds are its main source for that. Least those are my thoughts."

"Mine as well." Hargrin agreed grimly, chewing over Antru's words. That made more sense. "I'm certainly happy to lend what aid I may." The dwarf finished his quick exam of his current patient, a child more frightened than hurt, and turned him over to his parents for a generous amount of cuddling before pulling a colleague aside for a quick word. Then he started for the door, glancing back to make sure he wasn't leaving Antru behind.

Bross nodded in agreement with Taria and made appreciative noises at her assessment of her family's safety.

As they were right near the Governor, he excused himself quickly.

Two more stops.
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Bross had never dropped a knee to anyone in his life....

Tracking down the Governor alone , he put on his best 'formal face' and said the most words at once he'd ever said to an official of the crown. He pauses to gather his words [I'm skipping some "..."s in this] and starts.

 "Governor Nighthill, I would ask for the release of Caterina GreySky for the battles ahead. If it pleases, I should say that- once she charged past me, and talking her down was no option- I was prepared to Second her. Not for pride, but to fight alongside her, on behalf of Greenest.

Possibly to bring her body back, should it have gone worse than that. Perhaps to die alongside her if it went worse than THAT.

She was brash, but she went first. A stranger here, to all of us, and she went first. I'd say 'you'll need that when the time comes', but the time has already come.

If you need a pledge of my good name, for her good behavior, I give it now." This was basically putting himself up as a human bail-bond, and they'd both know that.

... and he really hoped this wasn't one of those 'drop a knee' situations.
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One more stop

[The last stop is the temple of Chauntea. Bross usually doesn't DO temples.]
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In reply to Bross Tallcut (msg # 225):

Ned seems surprised by the intensity of the bump. He looks up a bit unsure of the situation, then responds awkwardly when he realizes it was a mistake.

"Er ... yes, I well.. someone helped with the bolts. I was waiting to see if I could help with anything. I really should check ...on my pigs."

In reply to Bross Tallcut (msg # 230):

The Govenor looks at Bross for a moment. He considers the man's rquest carefully.

"You are not the first to make such an offer. That woman placed me in a very difficult position. She is reckless. We must think before we react. We will meet, plan our next steps and then consider her situation. At this point, she will remain in her cell until I am confident that she will be gone from Greenest, and under appropriate supervision to prevent further folly that could come back on us."   

Bross looked Ned up and down, and made a snap decision.

"Hold on, for a moment, would you? We're going to meet with the Governor about what we're going to do, next- come in with me. I want to help out, too. They may have something for us.

Who knows, they might have nothing for a farmboy, and I'll come help you."
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In reply to Tarbaw Nighthill (msg # 232):

Bross blinked at the Governor, frankly surprised.

"Someone else offered their freedom as bond for hers? Pledged to go to prison in her place, if she did it again, in exchange for her release? I am... stunned. Who? May I ask?"

"If anything, that there's more than one should say it all, then. I will simply say that I offer this as a local- my good name, and the Tallcut name, would suffer, as I'm sure you know."

"And, to be honest- I've fought her. You'd be wise to have that turned on those raiders. With the injured pride of having lost once behind it... she just needs t'be pointed in the right direction, is all."

Edit: Color-fix and "Who? May I ask?" means something diff. from "Who, may I ask..."
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Antru follows along with Hargrin. "Cant say I've met overly many of your kind. So forgive me if I'm overly formal. My father used to tell me stories about how" He pauses as if searching for a word. "I'm not sure the best translation for the word. Stubborn would be the closest, though it doesn't convey the respect its meant as."

Sora, thinking on her own, watched as Bross spoke with the governor, saw Antru with he dwarf, even the dirty man helping. There was potential in these people....in herself as well. Perhaps she had the skill and power to draw it out of them - perhaps they were all destined for greatness.

The half elf stood up, knowing the time to meet was close.

In reply to Bross Tallcut (msg # 233):

I will help if you want, but won't meet with the Govenor. Smart people can say how I can help after he decides what to do.

In reply to Bross Tallcut (msg # 234):

"Lady Sora has spoken for her as well. She will stay in her cell for now. I appreciate your offer but I don't need someone else to blame for her foolishness. I just need to prevent further distractions while we assess the situation."

"Fair enough. Up for a small errand, while that goes on?"

[OOC: He's going to ask Ned to carry word to GreySky that Bross is 'trying his best' to get her freed.]
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"What do you mean?"

Bross asks him to take a short message to Catrina GreySky: "Bross is trying his best to get you freed."

"Um, Who is that?"

"Right. You know where the guards go, with the cells? There's a big lady in one of those, under lock'n'key. There'll be a guard watching her, maybe Billy, I don't know."

"If you could- I'm just asking- could you first ask the guard if its' okay to get a message to her? Her name's Catrina. The message is just 'Bross is trying his best to get you freed.'. That's it. I suppose if she has something to say, too, you could tell me, when you get back."

He paused. "You want a silver for it?"
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"Er"

He looks at his bare feet. They are dirty and calloused

"um"

He admires Bross' perfectly maitained, custom, handcrafted masterwork footware.


"Er, um"
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"They'll never fit, you know."

(Sigh. Hands over a sufficient coin) "Take this, find the cobbler, ask for "brogues" in your size. Then bring them to me, I'll fix them up so they're actually good" (It was still faster than starting from just leather.) "Deal?"

He takes the coin and smiles.

"My... uh size?"
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"Don't leave the cobbler until you find shoes that fit."

"Right, hmmm the cobbler's. Do, er, you think, you know, they are here?" 
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"Will uh. I need um socks?"
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"That's the beauty of brogues, you can do it either way. You planning to go up in The Cold or something?"



"Tell you what- when you go to deliver the message- you remember the message, you smart fella- you can ask the guard. There'll be a guard, I promise. He can tell you if a cobbler's about. If there isn't ask him for his boots, and I'll get him back later."

Ned nods "Bross is trying to er, um , get you free. Uumm, meet you back here."

Ned heads off in the correct direction.