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conversations.value: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: The city of Antia. The shimmering jewel of the middle sea. The richest port and trade hub in the entire region. Home to 90.000 or more people, humans and others. There can be said a lot about this marvelous city, but certainly not that it is beautiful. Of course there are grand sites like the grand temples surrounding the Place of the Holy Pond or the grand library of the Colleagus Magikus or perhaps the great Basilika. Of course there was also more money in this city than in the neighboring cities and towns combined, yet this money was in the hands of a few. People from all over the world came to the harbor and the markets to trade, to sell and to buy, bringing wares from the whole known world.Problem only was, for every pretty sight, there were five which were far less so. For every rich villa there were uncounted dirty hovels, for every rich trader living in the city there were armies of beggars roving the streets. The masses of people, pressed into the streets, stinking of sweat and alcohol and shit, all that mixed with the smells from the markets, fish and meat, exotic fruits and cheap spices. There was not much of a middle class in Antia, there were the rich and then the less rich and then the poor and finally those who had nothing at all.In the heat of early summer the city began to turn into a steaming pit unwashed masses and stench. It was also the time in which most traders came to the city and in which the greatest spectacles in the great arena were held, so the city was absolutely packed with people, far more than it usually housed. It was, in one word, unpleasant. Highly unpleasant actually. It was a wonder that people did even come here on their free will, but perhaps the prospect of making a lot of money is simply too alluring for most.One a small market in the less desirable parts of town people were not only offering wares for sale and looking to buy, there was also a huge treestump in the middle of the market place. Now this treestump was nothing special, not itself at least, but attached to it were hundreds of papers, sort of a black board. Nailed to the wood and sometimes simply attached to papers already there, people would use this tree to get in touch with people who had certain skills needed for something they needed done. Be it something stolen, some monster killed, someone rescued, it was here. And if you were looking for comrades, this would be the place to look too. In other words, it was a black board for adventurers.(Now, feel free to decide what kind of quest we go on first )__________________________________________________  _____________________________________________________________  ___________Sotek's Characters:Name:Capia PulloGender:FemaleAge:12Species:Human with a hint of fireborn ancestryPhysical Description:Capia is a fit, athletic girl, rather muscular for a girl her age but not very tall, 4'5'' at best. She has tanned skin and darkbrown hair, her complexion not enough to be of southern heritage but not pale enough to be of northern heritage either. She wears her hair in a bob, cut of just below her chin. However it is perhaps her eyes which are most stunning, as in, they are red. She is also always warm to the touch and at first touch many people think she has a fever, yet this is normal for her.When not in her equipment she wears simple clothing, a simple top and a short skirt."Class":Warrior (Gladiatrix)Equipment:A chainshirt, metal bracers and metal shinpads in semi egyptian look, a shortsword (Gladius), a trident, a dagger. The usual stuff adventurers need, bagpack, bedroll, ropes, that stuff.Character:Capia is a proud, hot-headed, strong-willed young girl, with a penchant of getting into arguments. She is also loyal, brave and can, if she sees the need for it, be quite disciplined.Bio:Born and raised in Antia, Capia grew up in the shadow of the grand arena. Her father was a simple butcher and her mother was a seamstress, but she herself always had this fire in her. When old enough to hold onto the grip of a sword she wanted to learn how to fight. Because she was not good for anything else anyway, her father brought her to a Ludus (gladiatorial school) and more or less paid for her to be allowed to live and learn there. He thought that once she would be bores she would come back. She didn't.Now, years later, she thinks she is ready and able to take on the world in storm.Image:See atachement (but with red eyes)Name:AugustinusAge:9Species:HumanPhysical Description:Big eyes, small nose, small stature, Augustinus could be taken for a girl any time. Add that he is usually wearing the long robes of a temple servant and you have can understand why so many people think he is a girl. He has short brown hair and big, brown eyes, making him appear even more feminine than he already is."Class":Priest of Venus, recognizable by the copper-seashell symbol on his neck.Equipment:Priestly robes, a small mace, a small round shield, a bag with healing items, the usual adventurers equipment.Character:He had always lived in the temple, he had been raised to be pleasing and submitting and courties. He is friendly, softspoken and always positive, if a bit naive. Okay, make that a lot naive.Bio:Augustinus was an orphan, taken in by the temple of Venus as he was laid on their doorsteps. Yes, kinda clichee, but better than in some other areas of the city. He grew up surrounded by loving, caring people, so his mother could have done worse by abandoning him, and was raised in the believes and teachings of Venus.Now the temple has come under threat by the a rival temple and seeking to protect him, the high priestess had send Augustinus out to seek out adventure, spread the joys of Venus around the world and gather more experience. Yes, he has no idea why she do so, but is proud to be seen as adult in her eyes, unaware of what is really going on.Image:See Attachement
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conversations.value: Paladin: Name:FlaviusAge:11Gender:MaleSpecies:Half-elfPhysical Description:Flavius is a bit scrawny and underfed, a characteristic of living on the streets as long as he has.  While his tanned skin and streetwise attitude mark him as an urchin, he wears clothes that are far above his station; breeches, an open vest, a silken undershirt, and a fine set of leather armor.  Most of this, of course, was stolen."Class":Thief.  Definitely thief.Equipment:Fine clothes, good boots, daggers concealed around his body, leather armor, short sword, smoke pellets, lockpicks and similar thieving tools, rope and grapple, standard adventuring gear.Character:Cocky and confident, Flavius is almost as good as he thinks he is, and he knows it.  Worse, he expects everyone else to know it too.  He never backs down from a challenge or a dare and enjoys danger and excitement.  He's also a hopeless prankster and enjoys harmless practical jokes.  He's recently started 'discovering' girls and tends to show off especially if there's a cute girl around to watch him.Bio:Flavius is a child of the streets.  His mother was a whore who sold her body to men for their pleasure and she has no idea which of the men she slept with is Flavius' father.  She had no time for the boy herself and left him to run wild on the streets when he was young.  His mother was killed by a violent customer when Flavius was nine.  After that, the killer mysteriously vanished and Flavius refused to speak of the matter further, merely saying the man had gotten what he deserved.Though he enjoys playing jokes on the wealthy or arrogant, Flavius also showed leadership qualities and soon gathered a number of boys to him who formed their own little street gang.  He ran with them for over two years before finally deciding to set out on his own in search of adventure.  He still regularly keeps tabs on his old friends and the other gangs in the area know that messing with them would arouse Flavius' wrath.Image:http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb2...abiruChild.jpg(just with nicer clothes)Name:PortiaAge:10Gender:FemaleSpecies:HumanPhysical Description:A cute young girl, Portia is a little short for her age, something that often endears her to boys and older men who find her irresistibly cute though she seems oblivious to their attentions.  She wears lovely dresses, especially enjoying ones that are frilly or have a lot of lace.  Her hair is long and silver, bound into twin tails the flow behind her when she moves.  She's about 4' tall."Class":SorceressEquipment:Clothes, spell component pouch, magic wand, alchemical ingredients, dagger, charm bracelet, adventuring equipment.Character:Portia is very shy, though not innocent in the ways of men and women.  She reads a great deal and happened upon all manner of books in her parents' library, some quite appropriate for children though she would never admit to having read them.  She doesn't speak a lot in social situations unless she becomes very excited for some reason.  She's honest and upright, wearing her heart on her sleeve and making friends easily with others.Bio:Portia comes from a wealthy family, her father a senator and her mother a high priestess of the goddess Hecate.  While her mother hoped that Portia might follow her into the church, the girl found she had little patience for ritual but a strong aptitude for the mystic arts.  Teachers were found for her, the best they could afford, and she grew in power until her mother, fearing that Portia might come to threaten her own position one day, plotted to have her killed.Portia escaped into the night, taking with her what little she could.  One day she wants to find her mother and demand an explanation, but for now she wants to travel and hone her skills further.Image:http://t6.rbxcdn.com/77dd44c51edacdb728847b50b9db767a(Without the hat)****"No!" said the boy firmly, folding his arms as he looked at the sorceress in exasperation.  The two had met just the other day when he'd saved her from a band of street toughs who thought they might have some fun with her.  She'd been following him ever since and since it was hard to adventure alone he hadn't protested much.  Here, however, he drew the line.  "I am NOT going to hire myself out to exterminate some rats in someone's basement!"It was a busy day at market and everywhere were the sights, sounds, and unfortunately the smells of civilization.  Everywhere were people pushing back and forth, rushing to get whatever goods they need before things were sold out.  Even in a large city like Antia supplies were often limited, especially when it came to some more exotic goods.  The posting board for adventurers also saw its share of visitors, but few received as many odd looks as the children gathered there now.  Some people gave them amused looks and whispered about children playing dress-up while others looked at them with concern...children trying to have adventures were likely to face terrible fates after all, but even these soon moved on their way.Portia looked up at Flavius nervously.  She bit her lip, then looked away.  She didn't want to argue with the boy, especially when he'd been so nice, but..."There aren't many postings here for novices," she said quietly.  "Those usually get solved quickly and therefore there's no need for anyone to post them.  We're just starting up, we really should do something simple, like this."Flavius shook his head emphatically, refusing to budge on this.  "Look...not only are we not exterminators, that's a cliche, right there.  Do you know what every grand hero in the stories winds up doing at first?  Cleaning out the rats from someone's basement.  That's where it always starts in the stories and the next thing you know their lives are torn apart by tragedy and they're off swearing revenge against some terrible evil and out to save the world.  That's REALLY not me.  I mean...I'm okay with that last bit, it's everything leading up to it that's the problem.  Besides, those sorts of heroes usually die in the end."Portia hesitated.  "I'm not sure real life really works that way..."Flavius shook his head.  "No.  No rats.  Hey, how about this one?  'Tentacled horror from beyond spotted in remote village.  Valiant adventurers needed to slay the abomination'."Portia's eyes widened.  "NO!" she squeaked out  "No tentacles!  That never ends well!  Uh...I mean..."  She blushed and looked away, images from one of the books in her parents' library dancing through her mind.  She shook her head to clear it and then looked back at Flavius, who was looking at her oddly.Girls were weird, Flavius decided, not understanding what the problem was at all.  He turned back to the postings and paused.  "Hey, here's one...something's been killing livestock on some farms out side of the city.  The farmers want some people to look into it and report back, does that sound right to you?"He reached out a hand for the posting, but just as he did, someone else reached for it at the same time and their hands touched.
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Capia swallowed heavily as she took a look at her charge. This was not going to be as easy as she had thought it would be, not at all. The person she had been hired to protect, the perhaps way too small boy Augustinus, was bumbling along happily, greeting people in the streets he did not know, giving away money to beggars with some made up sob-story, smiling at practically everyone, being all around a nice guy. And that wasn't even the biggest problem, not at all. No, the biggest problem was, he wanted to go adventuring."Look, I know that your Head-Priestess said that you should seek out adventure and spread the word of Venus everywhere, but perhaps we should first get to know each other a bit", the girl said to him in the vain hope that he was even listening to her. Or, to be more precise, taking in what she was saying actually. Because in the two days the day had spend together he had not been the most attentive listener. With an attention span the size of a gnomes-thumb and the energy of a squirrel on drugs he was harder to watch than a bunch of kittens on fire."But it is my holy quest to do so. I must follow the word of Venus", the young boy said with much too much fervor, actually hopping forward onto the small market. He took a second to take on the sights, sounds and smells, ignoring the sensation of being pushed to the side and being confronted with a sledgehammer of rancid smells, instead focussing on the more exotic sensations. "Oh look, there!"Again Capia sighed and without knowing it she balled her hands into fists, stomping after him, intent on draggin him away from whatever had now found his fancy.Two fruit stands, a spice trader, four clothing stands, one pickpocket and one lonely cabbage vendor later the two found themselves at the posting board. Finally. Capias temper was rising and her hand was resting on her shortsword, she was ready to tear the next pervert who tried to fondle her a new hole, even if the young priest boy was still happily bumbling away. Speaking of priest boy, she was also ready to rip the boys throat out, 100 Gold pieces be damned."Oh look, they are looking for someone exterminating rats", Augustinus said happily, looking at the myriad of papers attached to the wooden stump. "Or this: Graveyard invested with Zombies, please help. Or this: Orchorde approaching, strong heroes needed. Or this: Find my lost ring, stolen by halfling. Or this: Princess abducted by dragon, please-""Shut up!", the small gladiatrix finally exploded. Several people turned towards her, seeing the small girl in the too big armor, if only slightly, and with the trident on her back. Some looked at her with pity, others with lust and most simply turned away again, not caring in the slightest about her. If Capia noticed she did not show it. Instead she stomped up to the posting board herself, took a moment to look and then reached for one of the papers. Outside the city livestock was getting killed and the farmers were looking for someone to investigate and deal with the problems. Good for beginners and certainly better than finding a lost ring stolen by some halfling. How hard can that be anyway? "We take this one."Only as she did so, someone else reached for it too and the two hands touched. Out of reflex she pulled back slightly, turning to look who it was that was trying to steal her first adventure. She was a brown haired boy in too fine clothing, silk shirt and all. She sneered. "Get lost rich boy. This one is mine.""But my dear, cant you see?!" And just as she had spoken Augustinus was next to her, all big smiles and sparkling eyes. Well, not really sparkling eyes, but if he could have, he would have had them. "Venus wanted us to meet. They are brave adventurers like us, seeking out dangerous quests and brave comrades in their valious travel towards fame and glory!" And with that he turned towards Flavius. "Do not worry my friend! You have found your comrades in this endeavor."Capia nearly throttled him.
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius looked over at the other two kids with a certain amount of surprise.  He hadn't expected to run into other adventurers his age either...and one of them was a very cute girl too.  The boy looked like a bit of a runt and Flavius wasn't quite sure what he could do, but he recognized the holy symbol of Venus a moment later.  A cleric?  Well...one of the first rules of adventuring was to always have a healer along after all, so he certainly wasn't about to object when the other declared them comrades.  "Ah...yes!" he said smoothly, turning to smile at the cute girl in armor.  "I think I see the hands of the gods in this meeting as well!  I think we should deal with this together, it'll be safer with all four of us."Having a healer and a warrior with them would be great, and it would be even better if he got laid to boot.  He'd been hoping he might be able to convince Portia to have some fun with him, but she was maybe a little too shy and tame for his tastes.  "So...farmer in trouble...likely it's just wolves or something.  I'm sure it won't be anything we can't handle," he said confidently.Portia turned to smile at the young acolyte, giving him a nervous grin.  She wasn't very good around strangers, but she was awfully curious.  She'd heard that priests of Venus were all very adept lovers...not that she would ever THINK of behaving in such a way, no, no, NO!  That would be very improper...and naughty...and that wasn't like her at all.  Really.  Still, she couldn't help but glance at the boy with a friendly look and moved to stand beside him.  "I'm...not sure if it was mandated by the gods or anything, but I think we should definitely go together.  We'd be much stronger as a group."Capia, it seemed, had just been outvoted.  "I still think we should look into the rats," said Portia once they were walking away from the board.  "But I suppose this is a good place to start.  Is there a name, someone we should talk with?"Flavius glanced at the note.  "Casca, it says here.  There's directions to his farm as well.  I say we head there now, unless there's anything anyone needs?"  He had his backpack...bedrolll...standard 50' of silk rope...and all those other necessities that an adventurer was absolutely never without if they knew what was good for them.  No one else seemed to be missing anything, so he nodded decisively and handed the map to Capia.  "I'd appreciate it if you'd lead the way?" he said.  That way he could walk behind and get a good look at her rear when she moved.Portia tried not to roll her eyes.  She knew what the boy wanted.  It was silly, really, and a bit embarrassing, but she wasn't about to start a fight by calling attention to it.  "Shouldn't you scout ahead a bit?" she asked sweetly and Flavius hesitated, then slowly nodded.  "Well...I guess..."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Powerless to intervene, at least that was what she felt like, Capia watched how apparently everony was already deciding on their fate and she had nothing to say about it. With a slightly hopeful gaze she looked at Portia, hoping that she would be against going together, perhaps because she was afraid of them or at least nervous, but that hope was shattered soon. Even the mage, or whatever she was, seemed to like the idea of the four of them going together.Capia did not like it, not at all. She did not know anything about these guys, she did not trust them. They could be wanna-be assasins hired to kill her small charge, trying to seduce her into lowering her guard and the striking when she wasn't looking. But why should anyone trying to kill him anyway? Sure, he was a bit annoying, but not that terrible. She had been warned that someone might try to harm him, that was why she had been hired to protect him in the first place, but she could not imagine why. Speaking of her charge, he was standing in front of her, grinning at her and looking at her with these big, begging puppy eyes. Damn him to Pluto, he surely know how to use them. "So my dear, it seemed we have found comrades who will stand firm at our side and we will stand firm at their side in our coming-""I got it", she finally snarled and more or less stormed off. She had to keep him in her field of view, she knew that, but right now she was simply a bit pissed. She more or less lead the small group away from the board, already starting to think of a strategy she could use in the coming battles, trying to integrate her new "comrades". Taking the map from Flavius, taking care not to touch him, she took a small look at it and nodded, she knew her way out of the town.The young priest of Venus, he was actually more of an acolyte and not yet a full priest, was all smiles and good nature by now. He was smiling at everyone and friendly and began to chat away with Portia, unaware of what she might perhaps think. He just thought her pretty and friendly and a new friend, nothing more. But then again, in the teachings of Venus it was completely normal to fuck with your friends anytime you wanted it, that wasn't something special. "My name is Augustinus, acolyte in the great temple of Venus, currently on a pilgrimage to spread the word of Venus and the holy joy of her. My graceful friend is Capia Pullo, she has offered to join me in this endeavor. She has learned in a great Ludus in the city, she really knows her way around her trident and her gladius. What about you my love? What is your name and where do you come from?"And yes, with "My Love" he meant Portia.He was interrupted when Flavius began to speed up to scout ahead, as he was then held back by Capia. "You stay with us. The city and surroundings are safe enough, no need to scout", she grumbled, trying to appear all grumpy and stern. It must have looked rather cute on her young face. "I need to know your strengths and weaknesses in a fight if we are to work together."
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conversations.value: Paladin: Portia had merely been trying to get the lecherous thief out of the way so that he wouldn't cause trouble for Capia, but the other girl curtly told him to stay and Flavius shrugged, seeming quite content to do so.  "Sure, I'd rather stay with the rest of you anyway.  Hmm...you want to know our talents?  Well I guess I'll introduce myself first." he said with a grin, managing not to strike a pose as he spoke...but only barely.  "I am Flavius, I'm decent with a sword, better with a dagger, and I've got all sorts of useful skills." He winked...and then produced Capia's coin purse and tossed it to her.  "You...ah...dropped this."His eyes narrowed now and he spoke in a slightly more careful voice.  "And I'm not a 'rich boy'.  I acquired these clothes through personal skill and cunning, not because my parents bought them for me."  His sunny disposition returned a moment later though.  If they were going to travel together, he'd best learn to forgive such accidental slights.Portia then spoke, though her eyes kept flicking back between Augustinus and the ground.  She was almost too embarrassed to meet his gaze, and certainly too shy to hold it for long.  He'd called her his love!  He was so young and adorable...of course, priests of Venus likely used that as a term of affection, but it warmed her heart (and other parts of her body) to hear it said.  She finally worked up the courage to speak, though her voice came out a bit squeaky.  "M-my name is Portia.  I'm a sorceress and I've studied with some of the best.  And...ah...I like boys-BOOKS!  BOOKS!  I mean I like books.  yes...that's what I mean.  Books...ah...about boys.  Right."  Oh Zeus, strike her with lightning now!Flavius couldn't help but chuckle a little at the girl's awkwardness.  Perhaps they should all take a little time to get to know each other better...but he wouldn't suggest that until they'd been through a little more together.  Capia looked like she might bite his head off for even suggesting such things.  He walked ahead with her until they came to the farm that they were looking for.  He asked directions of a couple of farmhands and, despite receiving odd looks, the group soon sound themselves walking up to a field where there was a large, burly man fixing a fence.Casca was large and balding but with a bushy beard.  He dressed in a simple white smock and trousers and turned to the children as they approached, grunting halfheartedly.  "Don't tell me.  You're here about the beast.  Aren't you a bit small for adventurers?"
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Of course Capia did not know what the intentions of Portia had been, she did not think in that sort of ways, at least not yet. A bit more time with Flavius could perhaps cure her of this weakness, but for now she had no idea. Unaware of what he might be doing she listened to the explanation and introduction of his, but her eyes were on the people around them, always looking out for trouble and problems which could come their way. And yes, her hand was always on the grip of her gladius, resting there in a relaxed manner but also ready for action all the time.When Flavius struck a pose, if a light one, she only rolled with the eyes, obviously not impressed. Augustinus however giggled slightly, he was thinking this man was very funny. And then the street kid, thief, whatever you like to call him, tossed Capia's coin purse back to her, saying that she must have dropped this. For a second she eyed him, clenched her teeth, and then Capia simply muttered under her breath: “How very attentive of you.” As she said it sounded a bit like a threat, if only a tiny bit.When Portia began to stutter around, all Capia was thinking that while she was certainly cute, she was clearly not ready to face real danger. If she was this nervous now already, what would happen if they should stumble across a few bandits or robbers? However, she kept her mouth shut, it would not bring anything antagonizing her. She only made a mental remark of keeping an eye out for the girl. Her charge the young priest-boy of course was awed by her and he had no qualms about saying this.“You studied with the best? That is really impressive, I'm sure you are a very talented and powerful sorceress”, he began to chat away, always smiling at her and grinning and being friendly, he completely overlooked her awkwardness. He was used to this behavior, a lot of people were like this when they came to the great temples.Augustinus kept in chatting away and making light conversation, telling stories he had heard and small jokes he knew, as they left the city and made their way to the farm they were designated to reach, while Capia was now even more aware of her surroundings. And both were not very impressed with Casca, but Capia appeared somewhat courtly and Augustinus smiled openly at him. It was a fake smile, but it looked genuine.“Do not worry my lord, we are able to handle the problem”, the short gladiatrix answered the farmer as she rose from her slight bow. “So, what exactly is the problem you have? On the board there only was written something about beasts threatening the livestock, but not what they were. Can you tell us anything about what we are dealing with, my Lord?”Unbeknownst to her, Augustinus eyed her carefully. Wow, she could be this friendly? He did not know.
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius simply grinned at Capia's threatening tone.  He didn't really mind.  He doubted she'd actually start a fight, though she was clearly irritated.  He should, he decided, not push her for awhile now and simply let things play out rather than continuing to tease her.  There was no point in continually antagonizing the person who had access to all the sharp, pointy things after all.  No, that wasn't in any way a good idea.  He'd tease her a little more later, but for now it would be wise to stay silent so as not to cause dissension in the ranks.Portia chuckled a little at Augustinius.  "Well...I wouldn't say I'm powerful exactly.  I know a lot, but magic is like...say you have a well.  It starts off as a very shallow well and only a little water seems in through the ground.  You need to keep digging at that well to allow more water to rush in.  Magic is sort of like that.  The well has been dug, but its shallow because I lack practice and experience.  I have knowledge, I have the foundation, and I have some spells, but...well, I've never actually fought before."Casca bowed politely back to Capia, but grunted as he straightened up.  "No need to call me 'my lord,' he said as he looked at the group, eyes lingering on the two girls for a moment before passing over them.  "I'm certainly no lord.  I'm just a man who works the lands and tends to animals, nothing special about that.  I'll tell you what I can, unfortunately I don't know much."He wiped his brow and put his tools aside, stretching as he took a break from his work to talk to the children.  "I went away recently to visit my sister up north.  The trouble started shortly after I came back.  Two sheep were savaged and partially eaten.  Next night a cow met the same fate.  I'm not sure what's doing it.  I've left traps and even assigned some hands to stand watch during the night, but whatever it is, it's wily.  It always seems to know just more to strike.  Don't think we're dealing with just an animal here.  No attacks on people, at least not yet, but I'm worried it's just a matter of time."Flavius frowned.  From the sounds of things, the creature might have followed Casca back.  With no more information though it was hard to decide just what to do about it.  "Maybe we should join in the watch tonight.  That way we can cover more ground and keep a closer eye on the animals.  We should make sure to put them all somewhere where they're together and see what happens when we stand watch through the night."Portia looked a little uncertain, but nodded after a moment.  The idea was a sound one though they'd have to get some rest now if they were going to be staying up all night.  "We should get some food and rest this evening then if that's what everyone wants to do, and then we can stay awake for the night."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Augustinus listened with big interest at what the farmer named Casca was telling him and his brother and sisters in arms, imagining what a horrible, wicked creature could do this kind of horrible work. Perhaps a young dragonling? A particular intelligent wolf? Some other, dark being from the netherworlds? His fantasy was going rogue with him, already producing very vivid images in his head while he really had no idea what was actually going on. Sadly, that was often the case with him, he was just far too imaginative and creative. "Of course we will stand watch with these brave men who stand vigil against the onslaught of darkness", he then told with a brave and kind of naive grin of his face. In his mind, this was already a heroes saga like the ones he had read too many off. "But can you tell us any more? Had there been footprints? Had any of the men seen anything? Perhaps heard anything?"And while the young cleric was already seeing himself in a heroes saga, Capia was less thrilled. Standing watch? Not really her kind of dream job, but it was well paid, doable and not that dangerous, for now at least. "That is a sound plan. We will do it like you said Flavius."And with that, she felt, it was decided. She took a look at Augustinus, who was still happily asking for more information, before turning to her other two companions and said: "We will take a rest in the stable, so we will be awake during the night." Turning to Portia she then more or less ordered in a tone that did not allow any refusal: "If you know any spells which would alarm is if something comes near, prepare it. Also prepare those which allow us greater line of sight in the dark and improve our hearing. If you can do that of course."Was that a challenge? Yes, it kind of was.
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conversations.value: Paladin: Portia flushed angrily at Capia's orders.  She didn't like being ordered around by anyone, but the girl's dominant tone soon had her ducking her head as her body simply reacted, naturally falling into a more submissive posture.  She didn't like being talked to that way mostly because she knew she always responded to it by doing what she was told.  She was a good girl after all, and good girls did what authority figures wanted them to do....unless it was harmful of course, then it was entirely proper for her to refuse.  "I know a few spells that might work.  They're not very long range but if we set them up around the barn they should alert us to anyone approaching it or trying to gain entry if they have hostile intent."Flavius looked impressed.  "So it won't go off if the person trying to get in doesn't mean any harm?  That's really useful.  How does it work?  No...wait...don't tell me," he said quickly before Portia could answer, seeing the grin on the girl's face.  "It's magic.  A wizard did it."Portia simply looked pleased and then started to walk toward the barn.  "I'll set the alarms first, then I think we can get some rest for the afternoon and evening.  Maybe they'll be kind enough to feed us since we're here to help them.  I'd rather not eat trail rations if I can avoid it."  Portia wrinkled up her nose at the thought.  While not precisely 'terrible-tasting', the rations that were often consumed by adventurers or soldiers were tasteless and bland.  As the daughter of a wealthy family, she was used to far better food.  She'd eat them in a pinch if she was hungry, but she'd rather avoid them unless she really had no other options.The barn was a large, wooden structure to the northwest of the pasture.  Animals were grazing around it, primarily sheep but a few cattle as well.  Casca was likely a wealthy man to own such animals, surely the loss of them would affect his finances greatly.  As they drew closer, Portia took a sharp breath suddenly.  A young man...only a few years older than them, had just stepped out of the barn.  He had a mane of blonde hair that flowed down his shoulders in a shower of curls and soft brown eyes.  Furthermore, he was shirtless, showing off a toned upper body that suggested he was no stranger to hard work.  The youth, who was probably somewhere around sixteen years old, turned and grinned at the newcomers.  "You the adventurers?  I'm Marcus...if there's anything I can do to help you, just let me know.  I'm one of the farmhands here."He let his voice trail off for a moment and then his grin widened.  "Come to think of it...I might know something interesting.  Information isn't free though.  I'll trade you a kiss from one of those pretty girls."Flavius scoffed, folding his arms.  "Hey!  Don't you want to help your employer?  If he loses all his flocks, you won't have a job.""Then I'll find another one," said Marcus with a shrug.  "I said I'd help...I never said it would be free.  The information's about the trip the master just came back from and it might be interesting to know."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: The spell the girl had in mind did indeed sound usefull, but Capia would not say this, she just nodded firmly and satisfied at her. In her mind, and she did not even think about it actually, that was more than enough to show that she appreciated the skills of her comrade. In the Ludus it had always been like that, simple gestures and short glances where enough to communicate with your weapon brothers and sisters in the most basic manner. For more there was no room in an actuall fight, so they had learned to do it this way. It did not occur to her that for everyone who had not grew up in such an enviroment, such small gestures were all but lost on them. For Capia it was as natural as speaking and walking, for most people however... Well, not so much. So her good deed done, the mind of the young warrior girl was already back on another track, namely the task. What could the beast be, what was it after, why was it here, how dangerous was it and so on, she did not waste another second on her comrades. That is, until they came to the barn.It was comfortable enough to get a few hours of good sleep and the young man who introduced himself as Marcus seemed agreeable enough. And he was easy on the eyes to, if you are into that. She was about to tell him that they would like some cheese, fruit and bread, when he offered them information. For a kiss. Dumbfounded Capia stared at him. What? A Kiss? For several seconds she did not reply, could not react, groing red half out of embarassment and half out of anger. This littlecocked, peabrained-Next to her Flavius scoffed and folded his arms. "Hey! Don't you want to help your employer? If he loses all his flocks, you won't have a job."Apparently, Marcus was not concerned with this. "Then I'll find another one", he said with a shrug. "I said I'd help... I never said it would be free. The information's about the trip the master just came back from and it might be interesting to know.""Agreed", Augustinus suddenly said from the side, still smiling and all good humor and good natured. A kiss? Sure, that was nothing big. That was nothing at all actually, he had grown up with people kissing as greetings. A strange man came into the temple? He got kissed by the priestess currently in charge. A friend came to the temple? He got a real kiss. A good friend... Well, no need to get further into detail. While he said this he pulled out some sweets he had bought in the city from his small linen bag which hung over his shoulder, offering some to Portia. She had said that she wanted something to eat and this was better than nothing. And very sweet. Then he turned back to Markus. "You get a kiss from one of our lovely female comrades and you will tell us what you know."Capia was again about to kill her charge. This little... ARGH!!! However she schooled her features into something resembling a civil expression, only flickers of embarassment remaining and stared daggers at the farm hand. Hopefully the mage would do it so she could... A gaze to Portia confirmed what she suspected: That would be really unfair. She was the one who had the job of protecting the others, taking the hits and getting them out safe, even it was something like this. So she clenched her teeth and mumbled then: "Al-Alright. I'll do it. I'll kiss you."Just a little kiss on the cheek, nothing more, no big, nothing to get flustered about, this was only... Dammit, to Hades, she was already beet red. Dying of embarassment actually. And then Augustinus made it even worse by asking: "We are talking about a real kiss with tongue, aren't we? Good, just wanting to make sure."
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conversations.value: Paladin: (Sorry, Christmas holidays are taking up some time.)Portia gratefully took the sweets from Augustinius, smiling sweetly at the young priest.  She took a few and passed the rest back.  She did enjoy her sweets and she wouldn't have the chance to have them very often while adventuring around, she knew, so they were a special treat.  Of course, growing up as she had, she had had no shortage of such special treats.  Still, these ones were all the more special because they were a gift.  She popped one into her mouth and ate it slowly, watching with interest the exchange between Capua and the handsome young farmhand.  Well...she'd read a few books that talked about farmhands and their ways...perhaps they hadn't been all that untrue after all.  If so...oh my!  What could he have in mind for the future?Marcus agreed and immediately put an arm around Capia, pulling her closer to him.  He grinned cheekily at her and then leaned forward, finding her tense, but not especially resisting him...at the moment.  He pressed his lips to hers an instant later, thrusting his warm tongue into her mouth.  His tongue swirled around hers, overcoming it and pressing her against the fence with his passion.  He kept an arm around her the entire time, not giving the girl a chance to escape before he was done, then he pulled back after what felt like an eternity...but was really just a few seconds, grinning broadly.  "Worth it, for a kiss from someone as pretty as you," he said, careful to step back quickly.  He gave her a wink, as well...suggesting that he would gladly do even more with her if she was interested, later."Right," he said, straightening his shirt a little.  "Where was I?  Oh, right...the master's trip.  He had to cut it short, in fact I heard he never actually reached his destination, and you'll never guess why.""I'm guessing that if you don't tell us I'll tell Capia that the deal's invalid and let her deal withPo you appropriately," said Flavius, folding his arms.Portia wasn't sure that Capia would appreciate being used as a threat...but then again, maybe she'd be happy to smack the man who had just kissed her so passionately...or maybe not?  Perhaps she'd enjoyed it, it wasn't easy to tell.  "That would be a good idea...you did promise," she reminded the man gently, and Marcus smiled in response, chuckling softly."Alright, alright," said Marcus with a laugh, waving his hands in front of him quickly.  "Don't want to anger such a lovely warrior-maiden, and my word's good.  The reason the master came back was that he was attacked on the road by some manner of monster.  He was badly injured, or so his escorts say, and took a fever from the wounds.  He was deathly ill for three days, but then he got up completely healed.  They didn't even need to send for a priest to tend to his injuries, they healed themselves in the space of a short time."Portia frowned.  The story sounded unbelievable...and perhaps a little disturbing.  "Do you think the beast might have followed him back here?" she asked worriedly and Marcus merely shrugged in response."I have no idea.  I just thought it might be interesting to know.  I wasn't with the group so I'm afraid I didn't see the monster, and those who DID go away with the master began to go away upon his return, rather rudely giving no notice at all.  They simply...left, and now this.  I hope you can find the answer."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: That was... intense. Not only had Capia never been kissed before, in the way a man kisses a woman, she also had never before been this close to a man outside of battle. She felt her face heaten up and her cheeks burn up, this was so... so... so... She did not dare to look at the young man again, her eyes downcast and chewing on her lips. It wasn't like it felt wrong or bad or horrible, on the contrary even, but it was just so damn embarrassing and really strange. This was certainly not how she had imagined her first kiss to be, not at all.Completely obvious to the plight of his protector, Augustinus listened to that what Marcus told them. A beast had attacked them on the road and then Casca healed himself in only three days? That sounded suspisciously like some sort of curse or illness of the magical sort. But this was only an idea and it could also be something completely else. He held his mouth for the moment, no need to make them nervous over what could be nothing. However, he then said: “We thank you for your help my good man. I assure you, we will get the answer, you can rest in peace this night.”Turning to his comrades he then said: “Well my friends, why don't we lay down for the moment so that we can be rested this night? Portia, would you like to cuddle? I always have problems with finding sleep when I have to lay alone.”
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conversations.value: Paladin: Marcus grinned, pleased to see that he'd rattled the girl.  Maybe he'd pay her a visit later and see if she wanted to continue things...after he'd given her awhile to think about it of course.Flavius, in the meantime, looked thoughtful and as the rest of the group turned toward the barn they'd been offered to spend the rest of the afternoon and evening in.  He moved to keep pace with Capia and spoke calmly.  "So this beast that attacked Casca...sounds like it's pretty damn persistent if it followed him all the way back here, doesn't it?  I mean...most animals attack people when their territory is violated, or their young are threatened, but won't pursue people far outside their own ranges.  This certainly doesn't sound like a natural beast.  I wonder why it's come all the way here?  It can't JUST be about food, can it?  I'm sure it could have gotten plenty of food back in its own territory.  It has to be after something."He was so intent on the beast's identity and possible motivations that he failed to listen to the conversation behind him.  Portia was blushing heavily and slowly nodded at the young priest's words.  "Yes, I'd like that.  I've never...well...cuddled with anyone or anything like that, but it would be nice to try.  I mean...I've read books, but I've never...you know."She gently took his hand and they walked into the barn, Flavius walking in first and the two of them following, leaving Capia to bring up the rear.  The barn was large and there was a hay loft and several empty stalls.  It was clean and smelled of straw and animals, but at least it was a place to rest and Flavius had slept in worse.  Portia looked a little less impressed.  "Can't they let us stay in the house?  That would have been nice..."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: With her head still slightly red, especially her ears, Capia followed the street-smart scoundrel into the barn. She only half listened to what he was saying, as her mind was still working only sluggish, like the kiss had left her somewhat dazed. Noticing that she had only understood parts of what her partner, not in that way a partner... Anyway, noticing that she had only understood parts of what he was saying she tried to concentrate, shoving the intense feeling of... well, whatever it was, to the side, somewhere into the back of her head. “Perhaps...”, she began and then stopped, only to then begin again. “Perhaps our employer had taken something. A cub perhaps or something of value for the beast. Some creatures take great pride in their hoard...”She took off her backpack and tossed it into the hay, intent to get as much rest as possible. She had no problems with the place, she had slept in far worse places. It was clean and warm, what else can one want? She did not even think that someone would find it lacking, that thought was alien to her. She send a gaze towards Portia and Augustinus and as she noticed that they were holding hands she nearly smirked, yet repressed the urge. However, she did nudge Flavius softly, then pointing towards the two “lovebirds”, grinning slightly.The young cleric was led by Portia into the hay larder, not that he had to be led, he was completely capable of moving on his own. However, he enjoyed the feeling of her hand in his own, which was the reason why he did nothing to stop her. “I find this to be quite satisfactory”, he then said with a kind smile towards her. “If we put our bedrolls together we should have easily enough room for both of us.”And with that said he began to prepare his, and her, resting place. However, he wasn't really experienced in it, so it looked more than just a bit clumsy. That did not stop him to be quite enthusiastic though, at least until Capia had seen enough and took it from him, laying out the blankets with quick, practiced movements and then returning to her own.“Thank you my love, I appreciate your help”, Augustinus told her... and then began to undress.Again Capia began to redden as she saw that and turned away hastily. Then she shot a look towards Flavius. “Don't get any ideas, I warn you.”
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conversations.value: Paladin: Portia watched as the young cleric started to remove his clothes.  She began to remove hers as well, watching in bemusement as he struggled with his bedroll.  Didn't he know how to set one up?  It was so simple!  It was like...this and...like that...no, wait, that wasn't right.  They never talked about this kind of thing in the stories.  The physics of unrolling and setting up bedrolls was something that the minstrels never sang about in the ballads.  Had the great heroes of legend ever encountered this sort of problem?She finally solved the problem by watching Capia help out the cleric and copying what the other girl was doing, trying to do so without paying attention.  In the meantime, Flavius was grinning, his eyes affixed to Capia's ass as she smoothed out the blankets.  When she turned around however, he very quickly straightened up as though he was stretching and certainly hadn't been watching her at all.  "Me?  I wouldn't do a thing like that; no, never!  No need to worry.  I'll be the very soul of propriety."He would totally ogle her a bit more if he could get away with it.  He wasn't about to REALLY try anything though.  he'd be relying on her to protect him and he didn't want her to just happen to suddenly 'forget' because he'd done something to make her angry.  That would mean he would die a horrible, messy death, and that was precisely the sort of thing he made it his life's goal to avoid.  He wanted to die peacefully in bed with a beautiful woman (or several beautiful women) at a very advanced age, thank you very much.Portia was watching the priest strip.  He was completely uncaring about what she saw and soon she could see his little cock hanging half-hard between his legs.  She'd never actually seen one before and couldn't help but take a look.  She was going to sleep naked with a boy?  Would he try to touch her?  Or do more than touch her?  She didn't know, but she'd find out soon enough.Flavius didn't bother stripping naked.  He removed his armor as it was hard to sleep in it, even though it was lighter and more supple than the sort of armor that Capia wore.  Still, it wasn't comfortable.  He didn't mind the barn in the least...at least it was warm and dry and the hay was soft.  He'd have no problem in sleeping on this.  He unrolled his bedroll easily, staying near...but not too near...to Capia.Portia got into the bedroll, trying not to be self-conscious about her nakedness.  She was slim and shapely, her coltish legs hairless and her little slit was bald, showing how young she really was.  She had no breasts to speak of, but her little nipples made small bumps on her chest and they were surprisingly stiff.  It was just a bit cold in here without clothes on, she told herself.  That was all.A moment later, she felt something warm pressing against her.  It was Augustinus of course, it had to be.  Having him pressed against her under the blankets felt surprisingly good, and she leaned her head against his chest happily.
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Capia shot Flavius another evil glare, making sure he would not do anything stupid, and then began to undress too, though not all of her clothes left her body. Not only did she kept on her underwear, she did also still wear the simple tunic she was wearing, not being that comfortable with her own body as she would have liked. Sure, she had more of a figure than let's say Portia, who was more of a stick than anything in her mind, but... Well, she did also possess a good amount of scars on her entire body, nothing too brutal but a few here and there. Enough to make her feel less at ease with her own body than she would have liked.She shot a look to Flavius as he set down his bedroll near to her, though not too much, but it was a satisfactory distance and thus she said nothing. However, she then noticed that Augustinus and Portia too had stripped completely naked and immediately her cheeks began to heaten up. Sure, she had seen enough girls and boys and even men and women naked, but that had always been in the ludus and they had been fellow gladiators, something completely else than this. This was... far more embarassing.With her face red she all but fled under the covers, rolling around so that she would have her back to the others and they wouldn't be able to see her flushed face. Gods, did these two did know no shame? Well, Augustinus certainly didn't, as he was a priest of venus, but she had not thought the girl would be this free with her body. On one hand she admired the courage to do so, but on the other hand she thought it a bit too brazen.Her young charge however was not in the least bit occupied with any sort of strange thoughts in his mind, he was happy and content to cuddle with the nice and pretty girl sorceress who had so soft and warm skin. It was very nice and she smelled good too, so he just smiled to himself, wished her a nice rest and closed his eyes. He was simply content for the moment and did not bother to think about what would most likely face them this evening or night. And if he had, he had been sure that he and his trusty and brave comrades could deal with it quickly and efficiently.Sadly for the four of them, it was seldom that easy.
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius closed his eyes and slept easily, while Portia remained awake for a time.  Several times she swore she felt the young cleric's penis rubbing against her and quivered with delight, but he was surprisingly a perfect gentleman.  She wasn't sure whether she should be relieved or disappointed.  Finally, she slept too, enjoying having a warm body in bed next to her.They woke when it was just starting to get dark, nothing having disturbed their alarm.  Flavius woke first, stretching and yawning, with Portia muttering in her sleep that she didn't want to wake up yet.  The young thief got to his feet and stretched, slowly working the kinks out of his muscles.  It got dark quickly this time of year, and they had little light left.  He made sure the others were waking and sat back.  "So...what's the plan?  We just going to watch from in here inside the warding Portia set up?  It might be safer, but what if it doesn't strike here?  What if the monster attacks somewhere else in the farm instead?"Portia looked thoughtful for a moment and then nodded decisively.  "Well, there's only one thing to do.  We'll have to sp-mmmph!"Whatever she had been trying to say was lost when Flavius quickly covered her mouth with his hand.  "Don't you DARE say it!  Don't even THINK it!  In the ballads that's what always happens.  Someone suggests splitting up and then something awful happens.  I say we need to stay together."He moved his hand and Portia kicked him in the shins, making him yelp and then turning back to the others.  "We can't all stay together.  The farm is just too big, and it's true that if we stay here the beast...if it's intelligent...might find out we're here and just attack somewhere else."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Just like his male companion, Augustinus had slept quite peacefully. A warm body to snuggle up to, a warm blanket, what more could he want? So of course he was relaxed and happy when he woke up, perhaps even a bit more happy than usual. On the other hand Capia was having trouble finding sleep, she just wasn't used to this. And on top of that, she had been kissed. Kissed. As in, really for good kissed, with tongue and all. When she finally managed to close her eyes it felt like she had to open them again immediately after, though somehow it had gotten dark outside. Had she actually slept or only jumped through time? Didn't felt like she had slept.She put on her gear, not daring to look any of her companions in the face while doing so, before finally turning towards Flavius. He was, like her, someone who was apparently used to be the one calling the shots, thus she was inclined to speak with him instead of the mage or her priestly charge. „I agree with Portia. I don't like it, but I do. You and Augustinus will scout around the farm, Portia and I will stay here.“„But I want to stay with Portia!“, the young priest protested and tried to look intimidating... which was hard on his part as he was still only dressed in a pair of loose underpants. „She smells nice and is really friendly. Nothing against you Flavius, I'm sure you are friendly too, but you don't smell that good.“The dark haired gladiatrix nearly growled. „I don't care if she smells like roses and vanilla. She is a mage and useless in a fight if she isn't protected properly, so I stay with her. And you and Flavius scout the farm. Flavius is light on his feet and can be silent and should push comes to shove, you can cast spells which would allow him to hold his own until Portia and I are there to help.“
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius groaned and put his head in his hands.  "We're doomed," he muttered to himself.  Portia patted him on the shoulder gently in encouragement, but the thief simply shook his head.  Didn't they understand that any attempt to split the party would result in them getting into serious trouble?  That was how people got killed or had something else horrible happen to them.  Still, there was clearly no arguing with the girls, both of whom seemed to think it was a good idea.  Augustinus was no help, he seemed alright with splitting up even if he wanted to go with Portia.  "Fine, fine...but I hope we all live for me to say 'I told you so'."Portia rolled her eyes and smacked him in the shoulder.  "Oh come on!  Nothing's going to go wrong.  We're going to be fine while you...big..." here she turned her eyes to Augustinus and grinned, "...boys go out and do your thing.  Maybe stop by the main house while you're out and see if there's any food for us?  I'm feeling a bit hungry.  I don't think I've eaten since this morning other than that candy."Flavius rolled his eyes, but then his stomach growled too and he relented.  "Well...I guess we could go and do that if we've got a moment.  Come on, Augustinus...sorry I don't smell as good, but I guess you're stuck with me right now."  He turned and led the way out the door.Outside, he stretched and took a deep breath of night air.  It wasn't too chilly yet, and the sky was clear.  The moon hadn't risen yet, but the stars were out and there was dim light enough that they could make out their location in reference to the other buildings.  "Well, the sooner we get this done the sooner we can get back together with the others.  Let's get going."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: "Stop whining you big baby," Capia said with an eyeroll and all but shoved them both out of the stables. If she was talking to Augustinus or Flavius, no one could really say, perhaps both at once. After all, one of them was whining about splitting up and the other one was whining about being partnered with the other boy. How old were they anyway, 5 or what?Once outside the young cleric relented, pulled himself up and turned to Flavius with a big, friendly smile. "You are right my friend, we should do this." Was he actually somewhat giddy? Yes, yes he was. He was more or less bouncing up and down as he followed Flavius, so fired up was he. "This is the first time that I'm on a patrol of any kind. Is there some sort of ritual involved? Some magical moment of bonding between two comrades before they face potential danger? Huh huh huh? Perhaps a promise to go drinking together after this? That is what adventurers do, isn't it? Saving lives, finding riches and then go drinking?"Yes, he could be somewhat overwhelming at times.-Meanwhile, back at the stables, Capia closed the door behind the boys and then turned to the other girl. "You should get started on the spells," she more or less commanded, though her tone was quite friendly actually. However, she did certainly not waste words on idle chatter, that was for sure, one of the reasons why she could come over as unfriendly. The fact that she seldom smiled was not helping either.That said she rummaged through her belongings, making sure everything was in place, that she had every weapon at hand and occupied herself in other ways, while she kept her eyes and ears open. It was a few minutes after the boys have left, that a scream made her whirl around and pull out her sword.And though it was unlikely that Portia knew more than her, she asked: "What was that?"
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conversations.value: Paladin: (So sorry for the wait, depression, internet troubles, and the fact that I had a post all typed up last night and lost it when the browser timed out and I couldn't get it out to you have slowed me down the last few days.  I'm going to be busy on weekends for the next couple of weeks as well but will still be around during the week.)"What?  I don't even...can we even get into taverns at our age?"  Every time Flavius had tried, he'd been chased out, but of course that might just be because he was a little street rat without much money to spend.  Still, tavern owners had never let him come in and drink before, generally there were rules against children having alcohol.  "Well...ah...we can always think of something to do after we've won, some kind of celebration might be fun.  Especially if it gets you closer to Portia and me closer to Capia...right?"He grinned slyly at the other boy.  If it was one thing that Augustinus was likely to understand, it was the desire of a boy to 'get closer' to a girl.  He wanted to talk about them more, but they had to focus for the moment.  It was dark and the moon was not yet up still as they made their rounds.  "Let's...try to focus now though, alright?  We don't want to miss anything important."The two started toward the outer fields and circled slowly inward.  It was dull, actually, and Flavius was rather glad of the other boy's company.  Augustinus was a bit...odd, but he could get used to this, and at least the other raised his spirits.  Now if only Capia could be a little more accommodating...They found nothing of interest in their patrol, having moved away from the direction where the girls had heard screaming.  Soon they were making their way back toward the farmhouse to fetch food.  "No sign of any monster.  Perhaps it won't show up until later on," commented Flavius as he waved to some field hands who were coming back inside.They knocked at the door and a moment later the door opened and they were staring at the lady of the house, a tall, slightly plump woman in a blue dress who took one look at them and gasped in delight, grabbing both boys in a sudden, fierce, embrace.  "Oh, aren't you just DARLINGS in your little armor, you're both so CUTE!"Truly, Flavius thought to himself as he tried to struggle free, this would be his greatest challenge yet.*"That...sounded like a scream!"  Portia had just finished her wards when the cry was heard.  The boys were gone, and the two of them were alone, but clearly someone needed help.  Heedless of any warnings, she turned and ran for the door.  Someone needed help...they had to hurry!  They could always withdraw to the barn's protection once they had found and rescued whoever it was needed their help.She ran toward one of the fields toward the rear of the farm, and found a lone figure leaning up against a fence.  The moon still hadn't risen, but she could make out the face of Marcus, the man who had kissed Capia so passionately earlier, in the dim light.  He clutched at a wound in one arm and carried a knife in one hand that had blood on it.  "It got me...came right at me, but I don't think it's too bad.  I managed to get a swing at it before it got away, but I didn't get a good look."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: "You're right, of course, I'm sorry," Augustinus began to brabble away as Flavius reminded him to keep concentrated on the task. "It's just, I'm totally fired up, this is my first time outside the city, I'm really nervous and kind off excited because I don't know what could happen right now and perhaps we might even fight some legendary monster or villain and I should really shut up because I just realized that I am not concentrating at all. I'm sorry."And though he promised to keep silent, he could not keep that up for long. As the task was rather dull and boring he soon began to chat away again, always stopping himself after a few sentences because he reminded himself to keep silent. For a while at least, then he started talking again. Like he had said himself, he was nervous and excited, a bad combination for a child that usually behaved like a normal child on a sugar-rush. "Perhaps the monster is scared. Not of me of course, no one could be scared of me, but perhaps of you or Capia. Or Portias' magic. Perhaps it can smell the magic. Are there monsters who can smell magic?"He was interrupted by the door opening and then he was already embraced in a fierce hug. And other than Flavius he did nothing to escape this, why should he? He was not only used to such contact, he enjoyed it even. So instead of trying to struggle he simply smiled up to the woman, then saying, "Venus favor shine down on to you domina, I am overjoyed to make your acquintance. I must say, it is always a pleasure to meet new people who are as friendly and nice as you are."(With "Domina" he did not mean a woman in latex and leather, but the latin word for "misstress", the ancient equivalent of "My Lady").*"Portia, don't... Oh, come one now... Mars' asshairs..." With these words on her lips Capia ran after her companion. What was this dumb girl thinking, running out like this? She was a mage dammit, not made to stand in the front line and thus a bad choice to run into trouble first. Thus the young gladiatrix ran after her, trying to catch up yet soon finding out that despite her being not a warrior of any sort, Portia was quite quick on her feet."Portia, don't...," she began as she caught up, stopping next to the mage, before seeing Marcus. Even in the dim light she could see that he was wounded and immediately he pulled out her weapon. Whatever had attacked him, it could still be near. With a quick glance around she made sure that it wasn't laying in wait only a few feet away, before turning to Marcus. "Was it running on four feet or two? Claws or fangs? Scales or fur?"She did not really register that he was injured, her mind was caught in an automatic reaction at the moment.
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conversations.value: Paladin: (I know :) I know a few words of Latin here and there, mainly stuff I've picked up from fantasy novels and classical literature)Flavius tried to speak but his face was mashed up against the woman's substantial chest.  However, he did manage to finally squirm free, thieves were slippery like that.  He brushed off his clothes and smiled at the woman, it never hurt to be friendly, especially since she'd be feeding him.  He just wasn't sure he liked being suddenly hugged by strangers.  What Augustinus said about the monster was likely incorrect.  After all, what monster would be scared of a group of kids?  Still, there had to be some reason why it hadn't shown itself yet.  He felt a slow, sinking feeling that he tried to ignore, telling himself that he was just being paranoid.  There was nothing to worry about, they were going to be just fine and soon they'd have full stomachs too.  "Thank you for your hospitality, ma'am...we were told we could come by and get some food?"The woman laughed merrily and released Augustinus.  "My aren't you the most polite boys...of course I'll get some food for you and your little friends.  Are you having a good time out there?"Flavius resisted the urge to groan in frustration.  This woman was acting like they were children playing a game, not...well...children who were being very serious about their new job.  Still, he followed her inside when she went and stepped into the warm house.  A fire blazed in the living room hearth and Casca and his sons sat around the table.  The farmer waved to the boys happily.  "Any luck yet, boys?""No, not yet sir," said Flavius politely as they waited for food to be delivered.  "By the way, I'm sorry to hear about your recent injury.  I understand it might have been very frightening for you.  It's good that you recovered quickly."From the confused looks at the table, it was clear that he'd said something wrong and Flavius glanced to Augustinus.  "You...heard that too, didn't you?  That Casca was attacked by a beast on a journey recently?"  It looked like the other boy had indeed heard the same and Flavius glanced back to the farmers.  He didn't know why, but a sudden, cold feeling of dread had begun to well up inside him.  A slow, terrible fear began to gnaw at his empty stomach.  Something was wrong here."There was an attack alright, but I wasn't hurt," said Casca after a moment's silence.  "One of the young farmhands...fine young fella...jumped in front o' this hairy beast that came after us, got bitten real bad.  He pulled through alright though, wounds healed like magic.  We figured it was the blessing of Mercury since we were on the road, what with him being god of travelers and healing and all."Flavius had grown pale as he listened and pieces started falling into place.  "Shit!" he whispered and the lady of the house gasped at his language, but Flavius didn't notice.  "The girls!"He should have known it was a mistake to split up.  Hell, he'd TOLD them it was a mistake.  Why didn't anyone listen?  "We've been tricked!" he said to the cleric, eyes widening as he considered the possibilities.  "Someone knew where we were...misled us...and waited until we were gone asking questions.  We have to get back to the girls!"  He turned and ran, food forgotten for the time being.*Marcus leaned against a fence, seeming weary and haggard.  He looked drawn and he kept glancing around and then up toward the sky.  "Two feet...claws and sharp teeth...I think...and fur, definitely fur.  It ran off that way."  He pointed away from the farmhouse.  "It was only moments ago, it can't have gone far."Portia glanced over at Capia worriedly.  "We have to go after it," she insisted quickly.  "It'll get away for sure if we just stand here.""I'll come too," Marcus panted, wiping his brow.  He seemed to be sweating profusely and his eyes were wide, but his jaw was set.  "Whatever this thing is, we've got to stop it."  He drew a knife from his belt and stepped forward into the darkness.  Portia glanced at Capia to see if the other girl would protest, but already her feet were carrying her after Marcus.  If they waited for the boys, the creature could get away.  It had already attacked someone, if they let it flee it would think it could do so again.(also...appropriate theme music.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PUMCIn2swTU)
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Just like before, Augustinus led Flavius have the lead. He was only too happy to let the slightly older boy decide how and where to proceed, be it in things martial or social. For the moment at least. Smiling friendly he had just slipped onto the table and gotten hold of a bid of break, when Flavius was all but jumping out again already, yelling about being tricked.Huh, what? Perhaps the young cleric should have listened instead of being focused on watching and looking, being distracted by the smell of food and beverages. "Um... we were?" he asked with a confused expression on his face, but Flavius was already out the door while Augustinus was stilly climbing back to his feet."Wait up friend!" he yelled after the young thief as he stormed out of the door after his companion, trying his darnest to catch up, yet unable to do so as he was simply not used to such an endeavor. In other words, he was untrained. Stumbling through the night in hot pursuit, breathing heavy and having no idea what was going on... it was all so exhiliarating. How thrilling.**"Saturns Asshairs...," Capia muttered under her breath as she stormed after the young mage. Not the farmhand. He wasn't her responsibility, he was not the one she was tasked with protecting. So it was not his safety she was concerned with, not his wellbeing which was on her mind. But that of Portia. She grasped the young girl at the shoulder and clenched down, nearly painfully hard so."Remain behind me," she whispered in a warning tone and then stepped past her, following after Marcus. With her weapon out and her eyes open she followed the young farmhand, intent to deal with this danger as quick and least dangerous as possible. "Where could it have gone?" she then asked after a few moments of stepping through the darkness. She did not know the layout of the farm, so she had no idea where the beast could hide.
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conversations.value: Paladin: "Yeah...I thought Casca might be able to give us some information about the beast that attacked him...what it looked like, what kind of power it had...but he wasn't attacked at all.  He said 'a farmhand' was attacked instead, right?  That meant that Marcus must have been lying...everyone in the house confirmed Casca's story, after all.  Why would Marcus lie to us, especially if he was treated as a hero for saving his master's life?  We have to go find the girls..."*Marcus led the two girls farther away from the farm.  The night seemed to grow colder the farther away from the barn they went, and Portia was shivering a little.  She wrapped her cloak around her, trying to ignore the cold and pressed forward.  She let Capia take the lead, not minding that the other girl had to.  She had, after all, been rather foolish to run ahead.  What if the creature had been waiting in ambush?  She might have been killed, and Capia would have been without magical backup.  No, best that she follow and support the warrior for now.  Maybe...maybe they should have waited for the boys after all...She shook her head, focusing on the matter at hand, and noticed that Marcus had stopped and was beckoning them closer.  Staying behind Capia, the girl moved forward so she could hear what the handsome farmhand had to say.  "This...should be far enough," he said quietly and then turned his attention back to the girls.  "I'm sorry for leading you out here.  I'm sure you'll be angry at first, but you'll come to understand.  I just had to delay you long enough...""Long enough?"  Portia stared and took a step back, suddenly nervous.  The smile on Marcus' face no longer looked friendly.  In fact, it looked downright sinister.  "Long enough for what?""That."  Marcus pointed to the Eastern horizon and Portia looked, suddenly understanding.  They hadn't even considered it...none of them had thought about checking.  She knew the legends, but she'd thought they were just that...stories.  Marcus too was turning his head toward the East, and saw what Portia saw, spreading his arms as the full moon rose over the hills.The moonlight fell upon Marcus and as it did, the man cried out in a mix of pain and joy.  His clothes tore with the sound of ripping cloth as Marcus began to grow, fur sprouting from his body.  His face lengthened into a muzzle and mighty claws grew from his fingers.  His lips pulled back, showing a mouthful of sharp teeth and his now-yellow eyes gleamed in the darkness.  He faced the two girls, laughing and took a step toward Capia.  "Little girls...pretty little girls..."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Capia was a bit distrustful of the farmhand, had been, but he had kissed her and it had felt nice and then he had been injured and that was enough to make her rethink her position on the matter. At least, it should have, but she was proud and stubborn and thus did still not fully trust him. "We're far enough for what?" she asked a bit confused, looking around, trying to see what was around here. "Hey, what..."And then the young, handsome farmhand, and good kisser, began to change. Without noticing it she took a step back, as if trying to give Marcus some more place to move, as if that was neccessary. She swallowed, hard, several times, understanding dawning on her. This was not good, not good at all. She knew that she should attack now, when he was still not fully there, when he seemed to be lost in the passion of the metamorphosis, but she couldn't, her feet were rooted to the ground.Gathering all her courage she stepped forward, aiming her weapong at him and said with a strong voice... nothing. No sound came over her lips, she stood there and was silent. She closed her mouth, opening it again, tried again and this time she said with a shaky voice, "St-Step back! Or I will cut you badly you... you... kissing fleabag..."Not that threatening, really.**"But why should he do that? Is he hiding something? And if yes, what? Perhaps he is a were-creature who can turn into a strong monster when exposed to the light of the moon or something else or perhaps he is now sick and undead... Or, Oh I know, perhaps now possessed by an evil-spirit," Augustinus babbled on while running after Flavius, sounding actually quite pleased. This was all very exciting.
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conversations.value: Paladin: "A werewolf?  Ha...not likely.  Werewolves are just stories," grunted Flavius as he winced, rubbing his side to try to help him forget the stitch he was getting.  At that point, the moon began to rise and he glanced over to it just as a howl split the air in the distance and he skidded to a stop.  "Well...shit."He really hated being wrong.  "I think it came from this way!"  He only hoped that they would get there quickly enough for the girls to listen to him say 'I told you so'.*Marcus the werewolf laughed and advanced on the girls.  "Don't worry, girls...I won't bite.  Well...not more than once, at least.  Once should be all it takes."  He licked his chops, his furry form towering over the two smaller figures.  There was hunger in his eyes and they glistened yellow in the moonlight.Portia sank back with a scream as the werewolf closed.  With those powerful legs, he could have quickly closed the distance between them, but instead he moved slowly, stalking them like prey with a grin on his lupine face.  "I don't understand...you're not...I mean, aren't werewolves...?""Insane, blood-crazed animals?  Oh, I won't deny the urge is there, but I'm in control."  Marcus laughed, the laugh sounding odd as it rose from his throat.  "It was hard at first, but it got easier.  At the start I was horrified, you see, but then I came to realize I'd been given a GIFT!  Let Casca and the others have their farm.  I only need one thing: a pack of my own to run with, and then I can leave this place and never look back.  That's where you come in, of course...just one bite and you'll be like me...part of my pack.  I couldn't just choose anyone of course.  It had to be someone strong, so I started killing the animals around the farm, knowing that they'd send for someone to deal with me, someone special...someone like you."Portia shuddered.  The look he was now giving them was still hungry, but it was a different kind of hunger, something that deeply unsettled her.  Fortunately, like the villains in her old romances, Marcus seemed to love the sound of his own voice.  They just had to keep him going awhile longer and maybe the boys would arrive.  She glanced at Capia, wondering if the other girl realized that as well.
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Though her knees were shuddering, Capia stepped forward and out of instinct she did so halfway into the direction of Portia, to get to her should she need to protect her friend. Well, her companion, as they were not really friends yet. However, she was certain that they could become friends if they got the opportunity. That means if this werewolf did not kill them. Or did something else to them, like turning them into werewolves. Okay, then they would become friends too most likely."Not another st-step!" she thundered. That means, as much as she could thunder at that time. She was not only frightened, she was nearly shitting her skirt out of fear. That was partly because he was big, furry, had massive claws, big teeth and was looking hungry. And mad. "Or I will put my blade into your throat."That was the moment she realized just exactly how he did look at them. Yes, he did look hungry. Hungry for flesh. However, not the kind she had thought at first, but the kind men hungered for. A lustful way. As she had been trained in a ludus she had often come into contact with sexuality, even though behind closed doors. Famous gladiators were visited by wealthy patrons, mostly female ones, to spend the night with them, or they had wenches thrown at them as reward for battles well fought. These men had send these women the same looks. Or the other way around."Oh..." She did not actually say it, but it seemed that way. "Portia," she then whispered fiercely, actually taking a fighting position between her comrade and Marcus. "Run."*"You are of course... Ohhhh." The loud howling of the wolf send shivers down Augustinus' spine, making him shudder in fear and horror. For a short moment he was petrified, taken by the terror of the moon-goddess, the patron of the hunters and all the hunting animals. And also the moon. In other words, the mother of all werewolves.Then he suddenly knelt down and began to pray. Praying for strength, praying for protection, for guidance and for mercy. But most of all, he prayed for a blessing against such an enemy. Just as Flavius was about to yell for him, Augustinus rose again. And suddenly he wasn't so small any longer, no longer so carefree and innocent. At least, he did not appear that way.There was something else about him, the way he held himself, the way he strode forward in quick steps. He appeared stronger, bigger, as if led by a higher power. Which was exactly what he was. "Come my comrade. Let us hunt the hunter." And even though it was still his voice, his melodic, soft voice, it held a tang of power in itself.
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conversations.value: Paladin: Portia heard Capia calling for her to run, but she planted her feet and stood her ground.  No, she wasn't going to leave.  Steel couldn't kill a werewolf, they needed silver, so her magic...and Augustinus', if he could make it in time...might be the only chance they had against it.  If Capia could keep it away from her long enough for her to prepare a spell then she might be able to put a stop to the beast.Portia was thinking furiously for a spell she could use, and in the meantime Marcus simply smirked at her.  "Don't worry...once we're part of the same pack I'll forgive you for trying to hurt me."  He bared his teeth once more.  "I'll need females to bear my cubs after all...that way we can be a proper pack.  The boys can join too if you like, if they'll accept ME as their leader."His cock was erect in anticipation and he began to prowl forward, circling around the girls and forcing Capia to re-position to stay between him and Portia.  "Your blade can't hurt me, little girl...under the moon no blade will."Marcus laughed, and his laugh became a howl of excitement, but the howl had drawn attention.  The moment they heard it from where they stood, not far away now, the boys knew exactly which way to turn.  Suddenly, Flavius was having trouble keeping up with the young priest and he redoubled his efforts, determined that he would not be left behind while the girls were in trouble.Marcus saw the boys coming and snarled in annoyance.  If he had to beat the boys down before claiming the girls then so be it.  "I'm going to take you both and force you to be my mates, I'll-"What Marcus would do, however, never passed his lips as just at that moment, a shaft of moonlight struck him like a physical blow and Marcus shrieked as though in pain.  His body seemed to tremble, but Portia simply watched.  "I-I think...he forgot something important.  Diana is the patron of werebeasts, but she's also a VIRGIN goddess...one who protects maidens."Weakened by the wrath of the goddess, Marcus flailed about, snarling, his eyes returning to Capia.  Then he lunged, the time for talk had passed and now he had a sinking suspicion that he was vulnerable, but surely he was still strong enough to battle a group of children...was he not?
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Capia was not only afraid, she was terrified. Her knees were shaking, her hands were trembling, her mind was blank and all she wanted to do was to run away as fast as possible. However, she had a job to do, she had to protect her comrade from harm and that was what she intendet to do. She forced herself to fall back into her training, molding her mind into a pointed arrow with only one direction to go, namely directly into the heart of her enemy.Then, to her surprise, he shrieked in pain. What had happened? Why... Portia said something about the moon and then it hit her. Of course, the moon. Diana was a moon-goddess but also the protector of virgins. Good think she still was one. With renewed energy she suddenly sprung forward, intend to drive her blade deep into his bowels. Even if it couldn't kill him, steel to the stomach should still hurt, right?She fell back into what she had learned, her body moving on it's own. Slashing, jumping to the side, whirling around and cutting, piercing, block, block, jump, stab, block, step to the side and stab, block, slash. It was a dance, a dance of pain, blood and death. And it was a dance she had learned since she had been a small child.Augustinus arrived in the battle, jumped into the fray and... missed. Even with the favor of Venus, he was still unused to battle and had simply no experience. He missed, stumbled and got hit as if an afterthought, sending flying several feet and landing in an ugly crunsh. He moaned in pain and surprise, not sounding so impressive any longer.
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conversations.value: Paladin: Portia saw the young priest fall and immediately hurried to his side after throwing a spell at the ground.  Suddenly, the ground was slippery under Marcus' feet and he swayed, flapping his arms.  Desperately, he tried to turn his fall into a lunge, but Capia's sword met him partway and he only narrowly avoided being skewered.  Still, he wasn't able to regain his balance right away until he rolled off of the slippery ground and dove for Capia's flank, teeth reaching for her...only to have Flavius appear from the shadows and slide a dagger into the werewolf's back.Flavius' blood was practically boiling.  How dare this overgrown, flea-ridden mongrel try to have sex with Capia?  If anyone was taking Capia's virginity, it was going to be HIM!  Now that he and Capia had the creature flanked, the werewolf was finished.  It spun away from Capia to lash out at Flavius, but in doing so had to leave himself open to the gladiatrix' blade.  If he turned to face her, Flavius would be quick to capitalize and go for another vital stroke.  Thus, the werewolf did the only thing it could...Whirling, he crouched and leaped from between the two, pirouetting on one foot to face them, then immediately, without missing a beat, Marcus turned back into a human and fell to his knees, bleeding from several injuries.  "I'M SORRY!  PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!"  The farmhand raised his hands to show he was surrendering.  "I...I just didn't want to be a wolf without a pack!  Please have mercy!"
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: If he had not turned back into a human right in time Capia would have buried her sword deep in his chest, most likely piercing the heart and instantly killing him. It was a killing move, taught to her to make sure that she could kill her opponents with the least pain possible. When you mostly face other gladiators it is best to learn how to fight them with respect. And if you are forced to kill them, then best do so with the least pain possible. They would do the same for you.However, Marcus was no gladiator. He was a werewolf who had tried to first turn Capia and Portia and then rape them. Or the other way around. For a moment the young gladiator girl looked at his pleasing form, unsure what to do, then she let her sword fall to the ground. A few feet away Augustinus relaxed visibly, relieved that she would not simply kill him... however he gasped as suddenly Capia's foot shot out and she kicked Marcus right into the face.And then she was upon him with vicious snarls and angry grunts, kicking, hitting, pushing him down and beginning to pummel his face. Not only slapping him or anything, but actually trying to punch in his teeth, break his bones and make him regret ever being born. "YOU FUCKER!!! I KILL YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!!! WANNA RAPE US, HUH?!! WANTED TO MAKE US LIKE YOU?!! YOU MONSTER!!! I RIPP YOU APART YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!"After a few seconds of shock, because he had never seen her like this, Augustinus tried to steel himself. To Flavius he said, "Help me with her.", then he tried to pull her off the poor Marcus. Because even though he perhaps did deserve what was happening to him right now, he did not want to have to deal with a Capia torn up in guilt because she killed someone with her bare hands. A sword is one thing, horribly enough. But with her own, bare hands? THat could change a person on a very different level.
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius winced at the girl's reaction, but went to help Augustinus pull Capia off him.  He didn't blame the gladiatrix at all for wanting to kill the asshole.  Flavius probably would have just stuck a knife him him and be done with it.  Quick, neat, and over with.  Still, he put an arm around Capia and pulled her gently against him, muttering to her quietly.  "It's okay now...it's over.  He's done and no one else is getting hurt."He half-expected Capia to rip him a new one for grabbing her, but she didn't...at least not right then.  Portia, in the meantime, looked down at the werewolf and bit her lip.  He'd tried to do terrible things to both of them, and he'd caused this whole mess.  Then she glanced to the others.  "What do we do with him?" she asked worriedly.  "We can't just murder him!""Sure we can," Flavius opined with a shrug.  "Take a knife, stick it between his ribs, send him off to Hades.  It's not murder, it's an execution.  He would have raped you both and turned you into werewolves...I'm totally okay with watching the bastard die."Portia bit her lip and Flavius sighed.  "And before you tell me he's a victim of circumstance...just look at him.  He knew EXACTLY what he was doing.  This isn't some moon-mad monster, not responsible for his actions.  He chose to do what he did, every step of the way.  I say he doesn't walk out of here alive.  Besides, we all know how this works.  If we let him go, he'll just come back to get us later when we're least expecting it."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Capia was pulled off by the two boys and though she struggled against their hands she did not pull free. She would have most likely been able to do so, she was most likely the strongest in the group. Still, she remained where she was, only sending Flavius a dirty glare as he tried to calm her down. Okay, it was working, but still, she was pissed and as she was no longer able or willing to let this out on the "poor" werewolf, Flavius would had to suffer. Well, as much as an evil glare makes you suffer at least. Only then did she pull free, making a step to the side and crossing her arms in front of her chest. She was about to put in her two dinar into the conversation, when Augustinus beat her to it."But it is not our sacred duty or calling to speak judgement and deliver it, even if at first glance justice seems clear," the young priest said as he stepped over to the downed werewolf. "We should put him in chains and give him to the tribunes along with our reports. I am sure they will speak a judge sentence."The boy sounded a bit naive as he said this, but then again, he was young. And his point wasn't so bad. It was clear that Marcus would most likely be executed, yet in this way they could wash their own hands of the dirty deed. And in Augustinus eyes, this task was not for him to perform.However, Capia mumbled, "They would kill him anyway. Let them spare the paperwork and just kill him."
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conversations.value: Paladin: "We turn him over to the tribunes," said Portia firmly, nodding in agreement with Augustinus.  "He's a bad, BAD man, but...""Gah, don't you people pay attention to the ballads?"  Flavius threw up his hands.  "I know how this story goes.  If we hand him over for judgment he'll just escape, then he'll come looking for revenge and then we'll NEVER be rid of him.  He'll keep coming back as a thorn in our side throughout our adventuring career until we face him in a titanic final battle and...you know what, nevermind."Portia was looking at Flavius with the sympathetic look that people give to the truly deranged.  "Flavius...ah...I don't think the world really works like that."Flavius sighed.  "Fine then, but I'll be saying 'I told you so' before we're done.  So...either way, we won.  What do we do to celebrate?""Well, we could go to a tavern when we get back," said Portia.  "That's what adventurers do, right?  Only...would they let us in?  I think they'd say we're too young still, and that would be a bit embarrassing."Flavius nodded.  "Mmm...they'd probably chase us out.  If someone has a place to have a party why don't we do it there?  I'm sure we can get some alcohol or something somewhere...come on, Capia, it'll be fun!  We need to let loose after risking our lives and coming out on top like that!  I think a private party would be just perfect."Portia hesitated a moment and then seemed to agree with the thief.  "Yeah, it would be easier to have our own party than to try to have one somewhere we might get thrown out."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Now, that was more to Augustinus taste. Of course they would have to go to a tavern, it was only proper. Or at least drink to this occasion, even though he did not like the taste of wine or ale. "So, is it settled then?" he asked with a pleasant smile on his features, suddenly all the smiling and nice boy again he had been before he had cast that spell. "Shall we bring this man to justice and then toast to occasion? I say this is a mighty fine plan, don't you think so Capia?"The girl in question only rolled with her eyes at both the boys. Ugh, they could be so stupid at times. But after a few seconds she sighed and shrugged. "You know what, whatever. Let us get over with this and done with it." Even though she had no idea where they could find that alcohol and where they could find a place to celebrate, it wasn't like she or the priest boy had a place to their own, on the contrary: They had actually no place to stay at all.Still, she began to tie up Marcus so that he could not simply run away on them or attack them, without giving the others another gaze, grumbling under her breath.Augustinus meanwhile pulled Portia into a big, for him at least, hug. "We did it! We fought our first battle together and we prevailed and vanquished evil! Venus be praised, all gods be praised, yay!!" And just as the embrace got a bit awkward, or pleasant, he pulled back... and hugged the thief of the group.
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius couldn't quite be happy with their victory, still as certain as he was that things were going to go Horribly Wrong...but he still smiled a bit at Augustinus' enthusiasm.  Out of all of them, he was in many ways the most like a real kid.  Alright, so a party might be fun.  "We can't use my place.  It's sorta...a den, and there're lots of my mates there.  They probably wouldn't mind having you visit..." especially the girls, "...but it wouldn't really be private, there'd be too many people around."Portia nodded.  She wanted a private party just for them as well.  It wouldn't be the same if there were a bunch of strange boys around, though that conjured images of a very different kind of party that it might actually be fun to try one day even if it wasn't ladylike at all.  She was blushing at the thought, but then suddenly remembered.  "I...don't really have a home right now, but we'll make money from the job.  Perhaps we can just use some of it to rent a room at the inn and use that.  Or I suppose we could take Flavius up on his offer, but it wouldn't be the same, really."She was about to speak further when Augustinus grabbed her in a hug and she squeaked in surprise, but laughed all the same, hugging him back.  "Yes, we did it...we won!"Marcus sat in silence, watching their self-congratulation, and plotting....*The tribunes arrived at the farm the next morning and Casca saw them off with a heavy heart.  "I feel responsible for this," he told the girls quietly.  "The boy saved my life...would it have been me doing this if he hadn't interfered?  I know he made his choices, and there's no excusing what he did, but I wish he'd come and talked to me.  I'll go with them and at least plead for a quick, clean death...it's the least I can do."He took out a purse of coin and handed it to Capia.  "Your reward as promised, with a little extra thrown in.  I hadn't realized I was placing you in so much danger when I asked you to come...many thanks once again for your help; gods go with you."With him gone and the tribunes departing, Portia turned to the group.  "Well...I guess we'd better go back to the city then.  Still, I think we worked very well together, don't you?  We should keep doing this!"
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: By the time Marcus was led away by the soldiers the young gladiatrix had somewhat calmed down. She was still tense and she would most likely be until the monster was far away, but it was a bit better. "I guess you are right girl. We should stick together for the moment, it is better if we know that people we can trust are having our backs. What do you say?"She turned to Augustinus, who was broadly grinning and apparently having the time of his life. "I say this was our first adventure and it went well, even if we have encountered some adversaries and things looked grim at times. It would be unwise to release our bonds of comradeship just yet. Now come my friends, let us feast and have a good time!"And with that he pulled Portia close and all but dragged her along as he skipped forward with a light dance in his steps, back into the direction of the city.Capia shot Flavius a warning glance. "Don't get ideas," she mumbled under her breath and then followed after her charge and the young mage. Compared to the boys light steps, she all but stomped around like an elephant. "I have had thoughts in the night, and I think I know a place where we can toast to our success. When I had been in the Ludus I met a man who had been a gladiator once, now he ownes a tavern. He rents out parts of said tavern and I think he will be willing to let us stay for free, if we pay for our drinks."Sadly for Capia, she had no idea what this location was well known for...
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius grinned at the thought.  "Yeah, I say we make a good team.  Fame and fortune, here we come!  We can take a break for a day or so after this and then go check any other jobs there might be."  He wondered if that tentacle monster job was still open...Portia clapped her hands at Capia's suggestion.  "Yes!  Let's go to the tavern...I've never gone drinking before, but it sounds like a lot of fun!"  It was something adults did, and Portia was feeling very grown-up after helping complete their first mission.  Well...she hadn't helped much, but she'd been involved and with any luck she'd get to take a more active role next time.  She wondered if the job about the rats was still open...*The group made their way back into town by afternoon.  They weren't in a rush and Casca's wife had insisted on feeding them before they left.  The spread set for them had practically been a celebration in itself and she'd practically mothered the four children, insisting they eat more until they'd nearly waddled away from the table.  Thus, the walk back to the city had been slow and leisurely while they digested their substantial meal.  They'd taken the time to talk as they went, with Flavius sharing funny stories of botched thieving operations, and Portia walking closely to Augustinus, holding his hand as they went.It was early afternoon when they got back to town and Flavius was feeling energetic again, the long walk having given him the time to digest the large meal they'd eaten.  "We're back!" Portia said as they passed through the city gate, Flavius rolling his shoulders and grinned.  "You know where we're going, Capia!  Lead the way!"
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Capia did so, and led the others through the busy city, into a district surrounding the large arena. Here the alleys were crammed with people and smelly, the streets were filled with vendors trying to sell their wares and screaming whatever they had to offer right in your face. Loud bartering was the norm, whores in the windows of about every tenth house or so too. It was crowded, it was smelly, it was the buzzling and beating underbelly of the city's heart. And then suddenly...The young gladiatrix turned a corner and stepped through a tunnel into a yard in the middle of a rectangular building. Tables were set up here, food was served, wine and ale was sold, people were mingling, drinking, having fun. It was only half full, but still, the athmosphere was lively and loud. And here too, whores and their customers were everywhere."Alright, I think he should be..." Capia stopped her sentence as a massive, imposing, scarred and heavily bearded man stepped into their path. He was more than big, he was the size of a fucking monster, his beard was so thick and immense that one could think a swarm of bats could hide under there. His arms and legs were the size of trees, his hands as big as hams. He had the appearance of a man who would eat small children for breakfast and rip people apart because they farted too loud. And all Capia did was smile and say, "Oh, hello Crixus. Say, do you have a room we could borrow for this day and the night? We wish to celebrate our first adventure."The man, apparently Crixus, nodded and offered a big grin, exposing his sharp, pointy teeth. Then he pointed into the direction of a pair of stairs, leading into the second floor where one could see many doors. These were the rooms used for private times between a woman selling her body and her customer, as well as private meetings between criminal elements.
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius was ecstatic.  He hurried back and forth as they walked the city streets.  This was his element.  This was where he belonged, as much as he belonged anywhere.  "Do you smell that"" he asked Portia as they walked down the street and the girl wrinkled up her nose and nodded in agreement.  Yes...unfortunately she DID indeed smell 'that'.  Flavius merely chuckled.  "Oh come on now.  You know what you're smelling?  The CITY!  We're home!"He spread out his arms and breathed deeply.  "The countryside's okay, but really, what does it have that the city doesn't?  It's not like we NEED fresher air or anything."  They were back in his home, they were going to a party...maybe if Capia got enough to drink she'd loosen up a bit and let him kiss her...or touch her...or...no, wait, she'd murder him in the morning and that would be bad; possibly worth it, but still bad.  She'd regret it later and he'd regret it even more.Portia couldn't help but laugh a little at the thief's antics.  She smiled at Augustinus and then over to Capia.  It really was good to be home...even if it did smell.They reached the tavern and Flavius actually stepped back, Portia stifling a scream, at the sight of the man guarding the door.  He was truly terrifying, but Flavius rallied quickly, determined not to show fear in front of Capia.  Portia, on the other hand, virtually clung to Augustinus.  "M-my...wh-what big teeth you have there, Mr. Crixus," she stammered before quickly hurrying past with the others.The four soon found themselves upstairs.  Flavius recognized at once what sort of place this was and wondered if Augustinus knew too, but Portia seemed oblivious.  "Well...it's...very quaint," she said as she opened the door to the room they'd been directed to.  It was a small room, nothing fancy, but it had a table and chairs and a bed.  "Oh...there are only two chairs.  I guess two of us will have to sit on the bed," she said as she moved to take a seat there herself.  "So they'll bring us up food and drink, then?  Or do we need to go down and order it ourselves?"Flavius shrugged, not really caring.  "How do you know Crixus?  He doesn't seem like...well...your kind of person."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Augustinus had been staring up to Crixus, completely in awe of such a big and imposing man. He was in no way intimidated mind you, the young priest was like a naive, trusting puppy in such a regard. What ever could happen to them here, after all these were friends of Capia and Capia was his friend and thus they were all also Augustinus' friends, simple as that. So they were safe here and, oh look, a lot of people were being friendly wich each other here anway. This was like home, like in the temple, where people came and were friendly with the priestesses. Only that here it was dirtier and louder and less... well, holy. "Thank you very much Mister Crixus, have a nice day," he managed to say, before he was pulled away from Portia. "Oh, look, they have wine here, sall we get some wine too? I like the wine from the southern reaches, it is very sweet compared to the more sour one from the west and..."Then they stepped into the room and Augustinus was silent for a moment, looking around, letting go of Portia's hand. It wasn't exactly as he had thought it would be, but nice none the less: a bit rundown, a bit crappy but all around rather comfortable and homely. The bed was looking well used but comfortable and inviting. And thus just as Portia had sat down on it, the young priest practically threw himself onto it, landing with his head on the cushions.The young gladiatrix meanwhile pulled up one of the chairs and sat down, kicking her feet up onto the table. "We have to get drinks ourselves, but it's cheap and good. And I know Crixus from my time in the Ludus... he had been a star in the arena, a great warrior, a favorite among the masses. He... He came back to the Ludus from time to time, keeping the contact with the men still there, offering them jobs when they stopped fighting for their money and such... Well, offering things, helping in return for favors."There was a knock on the door and a high-pitched voice asked in a obviously fake cheer, "Hey honeys? You want anything to drink or something else?"
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius was fairly sure what sort of place this was by now, and understood what the 'something else' might mean, but while he was definitely curious about what he might find in the charms of the women here, he wasn't quite desperate enough to seek comfort from a whore just yet.  Besides, girls tended to get upset or angry about things like that, and he'd like to think that he still had a chance with Capia.  No, it would be best to hold off on it, but he'd consider it as an option later.Besides, you never knew what diseases the girls in a place like this might have.  it was always good to be careful.  Crixus was a friend of Capia's, so he'd like to think that he ran a clean establishment, but you really couldn't tell with places like this.Portia was still oblivious, so when the woman came and asked about drinks, she nodded.  "Well, we'd all like some wine...and something to eat I think?  Thank you ever so much!"She giggled as the priest threw himself down next to her, bouncing up and down a little herself.  "We're going to have a real party, aren't we?  This will be fun!  Maybe we should think of a game we can play, something like that?  Just the four of us.""I've got cards," Flavius offered with a grin.  He was good at cards, partly because he knew how to cheat.
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Although Capia was sure that Flavius would cheat, thiefs like him always cheat, she was not against a good game of cards. She had learned a few in her time in the Ludus, games from all over the known world as gladiators came from all over the known world and thus hade brought with them their games and even some new were created from amalgams of known ones. Soon enough the four of them sat on the ground in a loose circle, passing around the cards, Augustinus in the process of telling a story from the temple, when the door opened and a serving girl came inside.There was a difference between a serving girl and whore, even in a place like this. Problem was, they were not easy to make out as often one would switch to the other profession in a matter of seconds if the price was right and the customer was nice enough, or if there simply wasn't that much to do otherwise. It was a good looking woman in this case, with blonde hair the color of honey and pale skin, dressed in rather revealing clothing which left enough to the imagination but revealed enough to jog the mind at the same time. "Wine, some bread and cheese, sausages, fruits and cookies," she said out loud with a saucy smile aimed at Favius, before she closed the door behind her with a foot and with a much lower tone then said, "I am sorry to spring this on you in such a manner, but Crixus has a job offer for you."Capia was about to yell NOOOO!!!, yet a gaze to the others stopped her. For a second she had thought Crixus wanted her to work here as... well... worker, her and Portia. Then she realized that was not what this woman meant. She blushed a little.
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conversations.value: Paladin: (Sorry for the wait, I've been running behind the last bit.)Portia licked her lips at the sight of the bounty of food.  It wasn't anything special...she'd eaten finer foods back home...but there was something about this kind of food tray, simple snacks that they could just eat with their hands while they relaxed.  Yes, this would be a fun little party.  She poured herself a glass of wine and took a piece of cheese and some bread and was about to start eating when she looked up in surprise at the serving girl's words.  Wow...they'd just finished one job and they already had another prospect?  That was amazing!  Even if it was interrupting their party it still caught her interest right off.  What could the owner of this place want them to do that he couldn't handle himself?  He had looked awfully formidable.Flavius was too busy looking at the serving girl at first.  He liked the way she was smiling at him and immediately began to puff up a little, giving her a friendly grin.  Well...he shouldn't count his chickens as far as Capia was concerned, right?  And there certainly wasn't any harm in a little flirting.  It likely wouldn't go anywhere.  Then she caught his interest with the comment about work and his smile started to fade a little.  Work?  But they'd only just started to relax!  Of course...if it was something serious then they'd have to step in and help, but the timing was lousy.More importantly, this might impact his chances of getting lucky tonight and that was the worst part of all.  Still, beggars couldn't be choosers and they did need to build their reputation.  If they refused or acted uncooperative then it would make them seem lazy or uncaring and that wasn't the way you wanted people to regard you when your livelihood depended on people being willing to hire you.He forced a smile back onto his face and found it came easier than expected.  If it wasn't urgent they could probably celebrate first, and if it was...well then they'd just have to celebrate twice as hard.  "Of course, Miss.  What can we do for you and your boss?"
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: Before the kids knew what happened the young woman was between them, setting down the tray and speaking to them in a low voice. While Augustinus was overly eager for something new to happen, something more exciting, more dangerous, more adventure, Capia was less thrilled. She appeared nearly hostile with her arms crossed before her chest and her gaze aggressive, yet she kept her mouth shut.The young priest meanwhile sat back up and took a place directly behind Portia, laying his arms around her and pulling her close. It was a very cozy scene, as if the two were two young lovers still fresh together. But they weren't, he was just very friendly and liked bodily contact, this included. "How can we help you Miss?" he asked with a smile aimed at the young woman while leaning slightly forward and thus a bit against Portia."It is like this," the blonde woman began to explain while serving them wine carefully, taking her sweet time with it. "Two of the girls have gone missing in the last week. At first we thought they had just gone, that happens, but one of them has left behind her sister and her money, so it is unlikely that she simply left. So we thought perhaps a few adventurers could look into it, but we don't have that much money, so we can't pay too well.""With girls you mean...?" Capia asked carefully, not really feeling comfortable with speaking it out loud."Whores of course," the woman replied softly smiling. "That's also the reason why the city watch isn't interested."
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conversations.value: Paladin: Portia leaned back against Augustinus, enjoying the warmth of his body against her own.  It was incredibly relaxing to be held this way, and very comforting.  Of course, Augustinus would know this, living in the temple as she did, and he wasn't sure if he meant it as an invitation or not, but it certainly seemed that way.  She felt a twinge of excitement within her, a stirring deep within her at the way he touched her, but tried to focus on what the girl was saying, pushing such thoughts aside for the moment.Flavius couldn't help but feel just a little bit jealous when he saw the other two being so physically close.  He was still fairly sure that if he tried to embrace Capia like that she'd punch his lights out, so he quickly looked away from his comrades and focused on the serving girl who was explaining the brothel-keeper's request.  When she was done, he pursed his lips thoughtfully and brushed back a strand of hair.  "So...one of the...ah...girls just disappeared?  Yeah, that would explain why the city watch doesn't want to help.  They'll never take the time to look for a missing prostitute, especially without proof that something happened to her."Flavius had grown up on the streets and he'd known his share of whores.  Many of them had actually been friendly enough with his gang, and he knew some of the boys had even scraped together enough coin to have their first time with one of the girls walking the streets or working in a place like this.  It wasn't a close kinship, on the streets it was almost always everyone for themselves after all, but there was a mutual understanding there and it annoyed Flavius to no end that no one was going to help this woman who might well be in serious trouble.  "Of course we'll help," he said at once with a quick glance over to the others.  "I mean...I'm not sure how much we can do really, but we can look into it at least.  Do you have anything for us to start on?  Any idea if anyone wanted to hurt her?"
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: The pretty girl gave Flavius one of THOSE smiles, meant to attract customers and lure them into spending more money than they would originally would. "Thank you. We can talk on the morrow about the details, for today, please enjoy the hospitality of this house. The food and drinks are on the house for you." With that said she got up again and with a last smile aimed at the boys, and Portia, she left the room again, her shapely behind moving in a rather hypnotic way as she moved. It was clear that she was trained in the art of being desirable, even though in a perhaps kind of trashy way.As soon as the door was closed, Augustinus exclaimed loudly, "This is a sign from the gods. We are clearly destined to become great adventurers when even in such a situation people ask us for help." He pulled Portia closer in his excitement, not even realizing that he was doing it. "We should celebrate only the more in light of these developments!"Meanwhile Capia rolled her eyes, if at the situation or the young priest was hard to say. She took a cup of wine and sipped on it, repressing the urge to wince at the sour taste. "On the contrary, we should hold ourselves back, so that on the morrow we will be at our best and not hungover like a horde of northerners." A piece of cheese found it's way into her mouth, followed by bread and bacon, then cheese again, then with a full mouth she turned to Flavius. "You grew up on the streets, didn't you? Is there a black market for slaves around here or has something like this happened before?"
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conversations.value: Paladin: Flavius felt the blood rush to his face as the barmaid gave him that sexy, inviting little smile.  He also felt the blood rushing someplace else completely when she walked away, swaying her hips.  Did this mean she liked him?  Would she pay him a visit later on or something?  Well...he wasn't really sure how he'd react to that if she did, but a boy could always fantasize.He was so busy fantasizing, in fact, that he didn't even realize he was being asked a question right away.  Portia seemed mostly oblivious in the meantime, not sure why Flavius found the older woman so interesting.  She was just lying snugly against Augustinus, enjoying how it felt when he pulled her closer to him.  She liked his affectionate nature, it always excited her.  Tonight they were celebrating.  Maybe if she played her cards right she could get him to do something with her...Flavius finally snapped his mind back to the present and to the subject at hand.  He pursed his lips slightly.  "Slavery's illegal of course, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen.  Living on the street you learn pretty quickly who to avoid because the'll want to abduct you and sell you into slavery, and that goes for boys and girls both.  I don't know any of them personally, but I recognize a couple by sight and I know the signs.  I'll put the word out among my friends tomorrow and they'll ask around."Portia agreed that this was a good plan and Flavius turned his attention to eating once more.  "But...it's weird," he said after taking another bite of cheese.  "Most of the local slavers are too careful to grab people who have relatives or others who might miss them.  Their business depends on not being caught.  After all, if they are, they'll have to spend a lot on bribes to get out of trouble."
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conversations.value: Prof. Dr. Naimis: With a sudden movement, Augustinus pulled his arms away from Portia and stood up, not only to get something to eat and hand Portia a drink, but also to make a point. As he talked he waved his arms and it seemed as if he talked as much with the arms and hands as he did with the mouth. "Slavery is a horrible, terrible and despicable thing, a poisonous thorn in the side of our society. However, as much as it sickens me, I do not think that slavers are the ones responsible in this case. No, I think it will be something far more sinister and horrifying. Monsters and demons, evil cultists and spirits of the underworld, dangerous beings who dwell in the dark and prey on innocent souls. Why else would WE stumble upon this? Why else would the gods send US to help them? I know that there is greatness in our path and that songs will one day be sung about what we have lived through! And thus I know, that whatever it is that has preyed on these poor girls, it is something dark, it is something horrible, and it is something that must be purged from the world! To the gods!!"He raised his cup in a toast and then gulped down the mulled wine. It would have been a much better speech, if he hadn't been such a cute boy with such a high-pitched voice. He then hastily grabbed another piece of cheese, refilled his cup of wine and swung himself back onto the bed, this time lying down next to Portia and resting his head on her legs.Capia meanwhile nearly groaned. Instead she chose to gaze at Favius and send him a slightly annoyed look, clearly indicating what she thought of this speech from her charge. Did this boy always have to be so dramatic? It could very well be something normal like slavers. She did not like the idea of it, but she knew that there was slavery in the city, despite it being banned, and that it would most likely always exist in one form or the other. With a slightly muffled groaned she leaned back against the wall, nibbling on a piece of bread, before then saying, "How about we simply see what we will find there tomorrow, yes? Perhaps some of the girls here know something. It could be anything, let's keep an open mind."
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conversations.value: Paladin: "Well..."  Flavius said thoughtfully after Augustinus finished his rant.  He appeared to be pondering the possibilities.  "It's hard to say, really.  According to the rules that govern adventuring, beginner adventurers will always face weak challenges that are relatively easy to defeat and largely insignificant as far as danger goes.  Likely we won't face any terrible dangers at this stage, or any world-shattering conspiracies.  It really could just be a bunch of slavers.  On the other hand, it could be the minion of something great and powerful that we'll only hear rumors of but won't make a true appearance until later on.  That's how it always goes in the ballads at least.  Really though, I can't see why any powerful evil being would kidnap a random whore either, sorry.  I think this time it might really just be slavers."Portia rolled her eyes and glanced at Capia.  The boys were both crazy.  She had the biggest crush on Augustinus and thought he was absolutely amazing in a lot of ways....but half the time she was still convinced he was crazy.  It seemed it was up to the two of them to stay sane and objective.  "Maybe an angry customer?  It might not even be slavers...might just be some man who likes to hurt women.  There's enough of those out there I understand.  Either way, I do think we should look into it.  Wherever she is, she's probably terrified!"Flavius nodded in agreement.  "We're adventurers.  Let's adventure.  Let's not make any kind of assumptions right now, then we'll just get turned around tomorrow if we turn out to be wrong.  For now, let's eat.  Tomorrow we begin our search."