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Post by Delta on Sept 6, 2023 17:49:38 GMT -5
It had been a hot minute since he had visited the Bird's Perch though it was uncanny how that blast furnace of a kitchen reminded him of Mt. Drakholt exploding. Just his luck that the echoes of that battle followed him wherever he went. He felt a little foolish, but a few winks and a winning smile from some of the serving persons distracted him from the thought that he was in better spirits. He decided that he would not be stuffed in a barrel this time and thus elected a gentler spirit this evening and reserved at one of the local inns in the event someone thought it funny to try a second time. He felt faint a couple of times coming up the peak due to the thinning air, but he acclimated far quicker than the typical human considering where he grew up. It wasn't a mountain, but the air was just as difficult.
He was just about to fully enjoy his meal when he received tab. He ordered each drink individually as a way to pacing himself, and yet the contents of the bill were not in line with what he had ordered. Perplexed, he glanced about for one of the staff and said, "My good sir, I believe there has been a mistake. You have a bill here for one Dante, and I am he. As you can see..." he gestured to his beef curry and said, "..this is clearly not my dish and clearly not the drink I ordered on this tab."
"Oh dreadfully sorry Mr. Dante, but... well..."
Dante lofted an eyebrow and said, "Well? I'm not going to bite, spit it out."
"You did order it."
Dante reassessed the waiter and said, "Did I now... interesting." He scanned the room carefully and said, "Are you sure you don't have me mixed up with another Dante?" He looked about carefully for some kind of foul play. Surely, he thought, I'm distinct enough not to be mistaken for someone else. Of course other people in this world have the name Dante, and they may even be Fellblood. But come now, surely there couldn't be a doppelganger running amok could there?
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Sept 7, 2023 20:58:22 GMT -5
Mephis sat at one of the back tables of The Bird's Perch, a half eaten pasta dish and an empty wine glass sat in front of him. Pushing his glasses further up his nose, he assessed the variety of bounty posters that was sprawled out in front of him, a couple humans, a half orc and lastly his own face plastered onto the fourth one. Ever since he arrived in Dragon's Cradle he had taken up the art of bounty hunting, and it was probably the closest thing he had ever had to an honest job. He eyed the poster with his face, It wasn't even that good of a drawing of him but it had his rectangular glasses along with his spiral gold tipped horns so it was definitely his bounty. He sighed as he folded it and placed it into the breast pocket of his overcoat hoping that no one present was sent by his family or here for his head.
He flagged down one of the workers with a sharp toothed grin, and once they appraoched "ah good evening, I think I might need another glass of wine but after that I'll be ready for my ticket. If you could bring those out at the same time that would be excellent" He soon turned his attention back to the posters until his check and last glass of wine get placed in front of him. His eyes narrowed in confusion as he scanned his ticket ... Beef Curry? he glanced down to his light pasta that was very much not beef curry. Though before he could correct the worker they were already onto the next table, so he swiftly stood up and glided to the bar with his wine glass and ticket in hand. He cleared his throat to get the bartender's attention "Pardon me my good man, but this appears to be the wrong order."
"You are Dante right?" Asked the rather large human bartender
"Yes that is my correct name, but this isn't what I ordered" he pushed the paper further towards the man in hopes he could fix this.
"Gods, you say you didn't order this but I clearly remember seeing you earlier, A blue fellblood named Dante with an interesting accent" He leaned in closer to Mephis glaring down at him accusingly. Mephis quickly looked around the area wondering if this is some kind of weird joke he pulls, though he heard no sense of humor in the man's voice. He ran through his steps at this place and only remember sticking to the back out of sight from most people, yet before he could even question further the man's voice rang through the restaurant "ARE THERE ANY OTHER BLUE FELLBLOODS NAMED DANTE AT THIS ESTABLISHMENT!!" The sudden yelling made Mephis jump a little but he watched the crowd with anctipation, surely he was unique enough in picking his fake name that there wouldn't another Dante right?
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Post by Delta on Sept 7, 2023 21:18:39 GMT -5
Dante frowned as he pondered on what he had said to the waiter. In truth it would probably have cost him less to get the pasta ticket rather than his curry ticket, but it wasn't worth correcting double the bill. Look at me, he thought. I'm counting Solars like a peasant. Quick coin is one thing, but if I don't get serious things could get serious.
"ARE THERE ANY OTHER BLUE FELLBLOODS NAMED DANTE AT THIS ESTABLISHMENT??"
Dante blinked and sighed, "Fuck me," and turned his attention towards the irate worker. He also saw that there was indeed another fellblood that could probably be mistaken as a cousin by a racist moron. His body acted quicker than his mind, and with a flourish he arose from his seat and stepped towards the individual. A sharpened tongue slid across his teeth as he set forth a Calm Emotions spell upon the waiter.
"My good sir, I apologize if I seemed brusque earlier. I've traveled a long way, and I know how easy it is for patrons to irritate you with their petty problems. I'll tell you what my good sir, why don't you give my compliments to the chef and a penny for their thoughts." He slid a small handful of his precious Solars into the waiter's hand and said, "And if you could do me just one small humble favor from yours truly? Could you promise me to have a lovely evening?"
It was pricey, but if Dante ever wanted to come back here then leaving a good impression was the way to go. That, and he was simply not in the mood for more of a headache.
Turning to Mephis, he smiled and pulled up a seat at his table, saying, "Sorry for the intrusion, but between you and me I'd rather not be bothered by ignorant staff who can't even tell two people apart. Hopefully he has good enough sense to get a pair of glasses. Not yours, they wouldn't be a good frame on his face. I'd ask you your name, but I get that's a pleasantry our good server has robbed us of."
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Sept 8, 2023 16:36:23 GMT -5
Mephis smirked as he watched another blue fellblood emerge from the crowd,"well I'll be damned" he said under his breath. What were the odds of that? Another blue fellblood by the name of Dante and while their accents were rather different, they still had places where they overlapped. Though he couldn't help but coldly side eye the bartender for even mistaking these two clearly different people for each other, maybe he just didn't get too many fellblood customers but that didn't matter it was slightly insulting nonetheless. Though it wasn't too insulting as this other fellblood was quite the handsome fellow and he seemed to have quite a way with words, so he brushed off the offense with a small snicker.
His expression softened as the other Dante pulled up a chair to his table. "oh darling you have no reason to apologize, if you hadn't sat down I was going to ask you to join me anyways. Right I understand what you mean, we are clearly completely different people. Just look at our horns and hair just to name a few of the obvious differences, though I am not sure why I am telling you, you already know what makes us different. at the mention of his glasses he snickered and pushed them higher on his nose. "Glasses would be a worthy investment for him, I was thinking something round would fit his face better but who knows" He gave a half shrug taking a long sip of his red wine and leaning back in his chair slightly, he then extended a hand towards him "well I feel it would be rude to not do introductions when meeting a new face, you can call me Dante. My last name doesn't really concern anyone and I am a bounty hunter from Moonglade." He made sure keep an eye on the surrounding patrons of the restaurant to if anyone had a visible reaction to revealing his name, though nobody flinched or even tensed. No one seemed to be here for his head that he could tell. He turned his attention back to the handsome fellow across from him "Alright seems to be your turn for introductions."
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Post by Delta on Sept 8, 2023 17:01:47 GMT -5
"Surprising literally no one, my name is Dante. I'm from the Ash Lands." Given the current events, he didn't add more to that, letting the statement speak for itself. He stretched and got comfortable, giving Dante a once over before saying, "You don't look like the bounty hunting type which I imagine is precisely what makes you a good bounty hunter. Are you looking for someone in particular?" He sipped his wine as well, mulling over the possibility of joining up with this Dante for a cut of the bounty. He wasn't a fighter, but it was an option he might consider exploring.
"My line of work is a little less exciting I'm afraid. Master of Ceremonies. I arrange events, weddings, galas, balls, parties of all shapes and sizes. I've saved people quite a bit of Solars though it can be difficult to find people who see the value of my work. That is until they try to throw a party themselves and find it lacking. I've gotten so good at it now that I could throw a children's party better than their parents could."
He smirked and said, "But I like to be discreet and let the mother take the credit. Makes for a better experience. Oh, and of course parties mean beautiful people mingling about. Perhaps if you play your cards right you might find yourself at one of my soirees."
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Sept 9, 2023 16:21:26 GMT -5
Mephis knew exactly why he let where he's from hang in the air for so long, the silence essentially spoke for itself. He watched as Dante gave him a once over, hopefully he hadn't noticed any of the hidden pockets on his overcoat; if that were the case he would know exactly where his valuables went if he decided to swipe a few. He gave a devilish smile "You are exactly correct, I appreciate you seeing the versatility of my appearance. Most people expect a bounty hunter to be this big and burly man, they never expect the skinny pretty boy until my dagger is at their throat. Plus a few pretty words and wink can get me just about anywhere, if it can't I have few other skills to gain access to places." At the mention of his current hunt, he glanced down at the table littered with wanted posters. He spun his dagger out of it's sheath and stuck right into the wanted poster of a rough looking bald human with an eyepatch. "Yes actually, I've been looking for this man. Goes by Alben Graveni, he's been seen around these parts for the past couple of days. I'm not sure what his crime is but as long as I get paid to bring him in I could careless." He left his dagger stuck into the table as he leaned back his in chair, crossing one leg over the other.
"Oh my. A master of ceremonies, huh? I was not aware I was amongst such esteemed company. In my opinion your work should be highly valued, it is honestly embarrassing if someone's party or ball falls flat on it's face because one did not plan enough." Mephis quizzically cocked an eyebrow at him "I don't want to be rude, but looking at you and hearing the word discreet just doesn't entirely go together. Why not take all the credit yourself? it's your work." He asked as he leaned a closer to him trying to discern if he's telling the truth or not.
Though soon after he smirked and snickered "It would be an honor to be an esteemed guest at one your many soirees, Dante. Beautiful people are one of the many reasons I chose to attend parties, though most of the time beautiful people are also rich people. Making it all the more fun to mingle amongst them if you know what I mean." He followed up with a wink.
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Post by Delta on Sept 9, 2023 16:45:47 GMT -5
Dante looked over the wanted posters on the table and spotted the blue fellblood among the stack. He didn't say anything on the matter turned his attention back to the other Dante. Clever ruse, he thought. He couldn't blame the guy for using bounty hunting as a cover for their own crimes. Still, he figured it was safer to be on guard for any kind of tomfoolery just in case this encounter turned into a shakedown.
He put his hand on his and said, "Oh I know exactly what you mean. And esteemed guests always ensure a good time." He gave the hand a squeeze and withdrew, leaning back in his seat.
"And the discretion is part of the brand. It's important that one makes the party about the host and their lovely guests. A little showmanship and a pinch of theater magic, and the rest sorts itself out just as well. That, and people are more likely to talk about you when you put on some mystery rather than hound everyone for their attention. Yes, it's got its warts, but with a little grace and effort it's rewarding. I can't imagine doing much of anything else."
Well that wasn't entirely true, but being an MC had more going on than simply putting on a good party.
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Sept 11, 2023 22:32:13 GMT -5
Mephis' unnatural knack for noticing slight movements, picked up on the shift in Dante's eyes when he traced the wanted posters at the table. His eyes glanced down to where he was looking just to see his own face looking back him from one of the wanted posters, he quietly clicked his tongue at his carelessness. As he turned his attention back to Mephis, he casually and slowly stuck his dagger out of the table and spun it back into his belt. He wanted it closer to him in case he made any moves, and a move he did make.
As Dante reached his hand closer, he gripped the leather of his dagger with the opposite hand; ready to counter if he had other intentions. Yet there was no malice or aggression in his hand squeeze which caused a small smile to sneak through "Glad to know we're on the same page on that". They weren't really since he was referring to stealing from them, but he wasn't opposed to the type of mingling that he had in mind. He knew that being a pretty fellblood seem to have an affect on people, one that could be exploited that allows him closer to other's belongings.
Mephis leaned his head against his palm as he listened to Dante discuss his need for discretion, nodding in understanding once he finished "Ah I hadn't thought of it like that. my version of discretion in my occupation is more for my own safety, not asking every question is a good way to keep your head. Knowledge is power but too much of it will put a target on your back, so I ask the bare minimum and give it as well-" Just then a bell chimed as Mephis spotted a familiar figure make their way through the door, a tall rough looking bald human with an eyepatch, Alben Graveni. The fellblood's cold gaze followed his target as he sat down at table on the opposite side of the building, He smirked as he flicked his eyes back to Dante "well it's your lucky day today darling, you get to see me in action. Come join me if you want to help" He confidently said as he stood up from his chair
He started to make his way to the other side of the room, then as he slinked behind a support pillar a 1small puff of smoke appeared followed by two Mephises emerging from behind it. One of the two Mephis' continued their way to the target's table while the other calmly made their way to a near by wall and leaned up against it, the maneuver was executed so quickly as he had practice this swap many times before. The Mephis that was nearing the table leaned up against it "Mind if I sit down, handsome?" his whole demeanor changed from a confident rogue to a sweet honey trap, a trap that seemed to work on the bald man.
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Post by Delta on Sept 12, 2023 8:04:48 GMT -5
Dante grew up in the harsh wastes of the Ash Lands. His father was killed by an Ashen Father's assassin for not making his loan shark payments on time. He was a distraction for thieves as a kid, and he had broken into more than a few homes and safes. The sight of the wanted posters plus his life's experience told him enough. Maybe this other Dante meant him well, but he wasn't some easy mark or dumb sucker. But I suppose it takes one to know one, he supposed.
Luckily for everyone involved, it seemed an opportunity arose. One Alben Graveni. He was a rather rough man to be in such a nice kitchen, but there wasn't exactly a law against looking like a thug. There were however laws against being a thug. The duplication was a nice trick as now he couldn't just snatch the wanted poster without Mephis looking. Still, it was possible this Dante might give him the slip and try to bag him as a bounty instead of himself. It would do well to exonerate him while getting a pay out.
The confused criminal was obviously a little standoffish having some random person approach them. They bristled under the scrutiny and hoped their intimidating demeanor and face would be enough to dissuade Mephis. Dante decided to stand up and provide a brief reprieve for his new "friend" by walking by the two of them. He'd pretend to trip and touch the man to channel the Calm Emotions spell into him to make him a little more receptive to Mephis' approach.
He took the long way back to his seat, giving me a good view of the interaction.
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Sept 14, 2023 17:43:56 GMT -5
Mephis let a tiny smirk sneak through as Dante calmed Alben's Intimidating demeanor, though even with being pumped with charming magic he was tense. A more annoyed tension than an on guard tension "Do I know you?" he said in a monotone and gravely voice. Mephis faked his best enticing smile as he sat himself down at one of the chairs, scooting it a little bit closer to the human. "No I don't think you know me, but oh but have I heard of you. Alben Graveni, a daring, dashing and quite handsome scoundrel known far and wide for his unspeakable crimes" 1Buttering his targets up was always his go to first move, if Mephis wasn't lying through his teeth everyone would be daring, dashing and quite handsome according to him. A devilish grin creeped across his face as he leaned his head into his palm "Do you like wine Mr. Graveni, you strike me as a red wine kind of man"
"Uh yeah I like wine on occasion-"
"Perfect! Waiter, two glasses of red for the table." He motioned towards the closest waiter as they nodded and headed towards the wine cellar. Soon emerging with two empty glasses in one hand and an expensive looking bottle in other, they poured the two their wine and then continued on to another table. At the same time the Mephis that was against the wall started to slowly make his way closer to the table, careful not to draw too much attention as he spun the dagger out from his belt. Alben stared untrusting of the wine on the table, causing Mephis to reach over and swipe his glass and take a quick sip before setting it back down in front of him "See? no poison, no magic, nothing. Just you and me enjoying a nice glass of wine. Shall we make a toast, handsome?" He swiped his own glass as he raised it, tipped it towards the bald man, "A toast to what?"
"A job well done" His tone shifted from slickly sweet to cold as the other Mephis casually pressed the tip of his dagger close to Alben's neck, he sat down in the chair right next to him. Alben now flanked by two Mephises, started to reach for the sword that rested at his hip; which caused the both fellbloods to produce their daggers and stop them uncomfortably close to his neck. "Now you are going to cooperate to make this easy. one wrong word, one wrong move and we'll drive our daggers straight into you neck." Warned both of the Mephises in unison, even though only one dagger would enter his neck as one of the two fellbloods at the table was an illusion. Though only Mephis knew that and it didn't make the threat any less viable with only one dagger, "Now get up, I'd rather not sully this nice restaurant or my coat with your blood because you made a stupid decision." The human slowly stood up with a gulp as both Mephises stood up with him.
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Post by Delta on Sept 14, 2023 18:02:13 GMT -5
Well that went well.
He presumed the job completed, and just as Dante liked it: with the least amount of effort necessary. He did a soft clap and said, "Well that was fun to watch. Do you tie him up and tell the crowd 'nothing to see here' at this point?"
Despite the effects of his spell, no one held at knife point was calm. There was a brief moment where Dante could tell he thought about trying to escape but chose better. Some of the other patrons looked on with shock, and servers were approaching their table with anxiety and haste. Dante narrowed his eyes briefly in thought and stepped to intercept them.
"It's quite alright ladies and gentlemen, just a bounty hunter collecting on a criminal's head. For the best that this establishment be blood money free."
There came a voice in the forming crowd and said, "Even if they're criminals themselves?" They were holding up a wanted poster with the other Dante's face on it. Dante turned to Dante and wondered what Dante would do. Perhaps Dante should just let himself be arrested, but that wouldn't be to Dante's taste now would it? But how would Dante and Dante escape this predicament? It would seem that Dante would have to help Dante out, even if unbeknownst to Dante that Dante was planning on conning Dante. Either way, both Dante and Dante would get in trouble if Dante didn't go along with Dante.
"Now that's just silly! If this man were really a criminal, would he be purposefully exposing himself by catching criminals? That would be quite laughable. Clearly you are misjudging the face based on a poor sketch. I mean we look similar, and we're clearly not the same person."
He looked for the most outspoken of the group to blunt the rising tension of the crowd. True, he couldn't dazzle everyone with his Charming Grace, but he could pacify the leader. Even if this didn't influence everyone, it would create enough confusion to allow them an exit. Dante leaned closer to Dante (or maybe even the clone of Dante) and whispered, "I think this is the part where you make your exit."
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Sept 16, 2023 22:04:53 GMT -5
Mephis’ head shot to the man holding the wanted poster with his face, he cursed in infernal under his breath at the second mistake he’s made with that poster. He pushed his glasses up with his free hand as his eyes drifted over to Dante and thr other fellblood seemed to be looking at him for what to do next. He opened his mouth like he was about to say something but his kind drew a blank so he just gave a half hearted shrug, allowing him to take the lead on this. Unbeknownst to Mephis as the crowd was forming, someone’s arm had passed through the Mephis clone causing Alben’s eyebrow to raise as he realized he only had one dagger at his throat instead of two. On top of the bald man’s luck Mephis was currently distracted.
As Dante called his current occupation plan laughable, he grimaced to himself even thought he knew he was right. It wasn’t the first time his face had been recognized due to situations like this, however none of the previous ones were as heated as the current one. He sighed and decided to play along “that poster doesn’t even look like me, see that drawing and I don’t even have the same nose and it’s horns are slightly different. I do have a lot of brothers though that could explain the confusion” though the last statement was correct he does have a lot of brothers, they’re all muscle bound bruiser types. Feeling the tension continue to rise he started to slowly move back towards the door, and both Mephises continued to keep their daggers on his Alben “well time to bid you all farewell” he stated with an exaggerated bow.
Though before Mephis could even react Alben pushed right through the illusionary clone, and bolted frantically towards the exit. “Godsdammit!” Cursed Mephis as he followed hot on his heels out the front door of the restaurant. For being a tall and muscular man Alben was surprisingly nimble as he started to climb up a nearby building and onto the roof, though so was Mephis as with a few graceful jumps and well placed hand holes he followed behind him.
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Post by Delta on Sept 17, 2023 9:18:48 GMT -5
Dante looked back to see that his friend was faring rather well given the circumstances. Still, it appeared he needed a little more help. He cleared his throat and said, "Well, I've often found the simplest approach is more often the correct one." He would step outside, the crowd that had formed bursting out from behind him. A few steps to the side let them on through. He narrowed his eyes towards Alben and muttered and incantation. He grinned and whispered, "Well, this should knock him on his ass at least..."
With a couple of signs made in the air, arcane fire sparked to life as a series of multicolored orbs formed around him. He decided something with a bit more frostbite would do the trick to slow him down. He let the arcane energies go, and the Chromatic Blast spell whizzed past Mephis and towards Alben. He aimed from the legs so as to avoid killing him and to slow him down.
Alben went ass over tea kettle from the blast to his legs. Loud cursing could be heard from the criminal as he scrambled to his feet. The hobbled man would be much easier to capture now Dante thought.
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Sept 20, 2023 15:04:31 GMT -5
Alben looked over his shoulder to see that Mephis was still hot on his tail. The panicked man grabbed whatever debris he could and hucked it towards the advancing fellblood, which he easily snaked around. Though none of them actually hit him it was still slowing him down enough to keep out of range of him. "Alben, if you would have just cooperated this would need to happen!" The human continued to throw objects backward, some bouncing of Mephis making him even more frustrated as he spun out his dagger.
He ducked under a thrown piece of wood as he flipped the dagger to hold the blade between his index and thumb, and with a swift flick of his arm, he sent the dagger spinning towards Alben. He smirked as it found its mark, embedding itself in a nearby pipe and sending hot steam rushing out into the human. Then a blast of magic whizzed past Mephis, making him jump out of the way; though it was evident it wasn't for him as it blasted into the human's leg. The combination of the steam and magic sent him skidding to a stop on the ground. Seeing this tough-looking man tumble to the ground Mephis couldn't help but let out a devilish laugh as he approached the downed man. "I honestly should've tied you up back at the restaurant so we could have avoided this, darling." He joked as he crouched down beside him
"Fuck you" The human hissed through gritted teeth as he gripped his frostbitten leg.
Mephis chuckled as he produced a length of rope from the small bag under his coat, "Oh you wish you could" He harshly retorted as he wrapped a portion of it around his ankles and another around his wrists. Alden slumped over as he realized he didn't have a way out of this one. Then Mephis gripped the back of his shirt and started to drag him to the end of the building back to where he assumed Dante was. Once at the edge, he spotted the other blue fellblood at the entrance of the restaurant "Hey darling, I am going to assume that the magic was yours. So good on that but would you like to help me with this? He's rather heavy" He shouted down to his as he hoisted him as high as he could to show that he was indeed captured this time.
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Post by Delta on Sept 21, 2023 9:26:57 GMT -5
Dante watched Mephis go about his work but was eyeing the poster as he was tying up Alben. It didn't take much to consider that he might give Dante the slip and turn him in as well. They would both be going to the station to turn in Alben which would be a perfect place to double up with Dante's hide. Dante in that brief window of time took the poster, folded it up, and slipped it into his pocket. He also offered the waiter some Solars for their troubles. If anything, the bounty he was about the split with Mephis would more than make up for the paltry sum.
When Mephis did return and asked for help, Dante smiled and said, "But of course. Here, get this side, and I'll get this one." Alben struggled a bit, but Dante convinced him to be a little more still when he began to suggest the lovely idea of dragging him to the constabulary which was more than enough to persuade Alben to cooperate.
It was a short but physically demanding walk to the guard station. Dante looked to Mephis and said, "My that was rather exciting. I wasn't sure who of the three of us was going to end up behind bars after that patron pulled up that poster. I imagine you deal with that quite a bit given the prejudice. Fellbloods have to stick together."
It was his way of subtly disarming him of making attempts at his freedom while being polite. One couldn't be too careful.
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