"My job's to do as I'm told," I reply. "And keep my mouth shut when I'm told. They was real clear on that, so sorry, but I aint playing whatever your game is."
"Yep," I agree, ignoring the rest. "I figured you aint a Karrn. Still waiting on hearing who you are. Your turn to answer, right? Fair's fair."
"But what leads you to believe General ir'Dulinch would betray his king? Surely you cannot believe we could take you on your word alone regarding such a serious charge? What evidence have you?"
"Y'know, for someone who thinks we oughta have the facts, you sure aint saying shit," I bitch at Tarravan.[Diplomacy: 2+2=4! I had a nice little speech originally about how people were just trying to kill us for doing our jobs, and if we were forewarned we'd be more likely than the other groups to be the ones he had to deal with later on in his mission, but.... yeaaah.Oh, and History and Religion for what groups would be inclined towards the whole "necromancy is WRONG" view: 4, 13+4=8, 17]
"Oh, proof? On me? None," Tarravan says. "I rely on the word of those better-informed than I. But think it through. You're in a better position than us to judge whether your mission appears to be wholly on the up-and-up."
Quote from: Teshi on June 14, 2016, 08:01:28 PM"Oh, proof? On me? None," Tarravan says. "I rely on the word of those better-informed than I. But think it through. You're in a better position than us to judge whether your mission appears to be wholly on the up-and-up." I laugh out loud. "OK. Wow. Let me get this straight. You enter a foreign country, attack a group of soldiers, and interrogate them, and your justification for this is 'my boss told me their boss is a liar'? And you see no problem here?"I shake my head, still chuckling. "You military types are hilarious."
"No," I say immediately. "Leave the girl and take me. I aint gonna abandon - my captain, or this lot working here, by trying to follow you or nothing, but I can defend myself on the way back if I gotta. Countryside aint safe."[Diplomacy: 13+2=15]
"How many groups you killed?" I ask, frowning.
"How long ago?" I ask, after a brief twist of my mouth at his refusal to take me along. "The kid wasn't a lie, so if you killed him... guess that makes the job a lot simpler, anyway."