Doyle de'Marceau: I know you... You're Moto's old friend...
Kenzie O'Drennan: *turned her head slightly to steal a glance towards Doyle from the corner of her eye*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looked back then to her box*
Kenzie O'Drennan: If'n yeh van cawl et da..
Kenzie O'Drennan: *grunts and shrugs*
Doyle de'Marceau: Let me guess... The letcher dropped you
Doyle de'Marceau: *rubs his forehead*
Doyle de'Marceau: Can't trust the Jillhani as far as you can throw them, I swear...
Kenzie O'Drennan: Neh loik oi vas neh expect'n et
Kenzie O'Drennan: Unfortunatleh fur em.. 'e didneh git nutt'n... n oi got free drink
Doyle de'Marceau: *chuckles darkly*
Doyle de'Marceau: Excellent work
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ye feel'n awlroi?
Doyle de'Marceau: I didn't sleep so well last night but that's nothing new
Kenzie O'Drennan: Mmm... dun tink da beh et..
Doyle de'Marceau: *sets the lantern down next to his box and fiddles in his box*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Lest lack o sleep beh put'n ye off ye smart arse train o though'..
Doyle de'Marceau: I don't think I ever caught your name... Moto was too busy spouting out weak
Doyle de'Marceau: pick up lines to say anything useful
Crux Herrin: *peeks through several bags in his bank box*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Oi'm Kenzie.. tho oi thout oi alreada dun tol ye da som toim lon gu..
Doyle de'Marceau: *smirks*
Doyle de'Marceau: I knew a Kenzie once, she was a Valgarin as well...
Doyle de'Marceau: But she was a sight skinnier than you.. You've grown since then
Doyle de'Marceau: Bulked up
Doyle de'Marceau: I would wager you're quite the fighter now
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ja vell... oi stop'd play'n vit sillah instruments n picked up a sword er few..
Crux Herrin: *picks up the tiny bit of conversation and grins slightly, rubbing his chin*
Crux Herrin: *turns his head*
Crux Herrin: 'lo There
Doyle de'Marceau: *chuckles*
Doyle de'Marceau: I play instruments still
Doyle de'Marceau: I have a particular fondness of the lute...
Kenzie O'Drennan: ja? de poip n bott'l?
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ah.. mov'n oop in de worl..
Doyle de'Marceau: *looks at her confused*
Doyle de'Marceau: We speak common in Telrae..
Doyle de'Marceau: *smirks*
Crux Herrin: *smirks slightly at Kenzie as he walks in*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *shrugs*
Crux Herrin: *motions for his bank*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *has her back to Crux so obviously doesn't see him*
Doyle de'Marceau: Well, I fancy a drink myself, to speak of bottles...
Doyle de'Marceau: Though if memory serves me correctly, Dyrling ale doesn't suit your Valgarin tongue
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi'd gif ye vun o moin if'n oi thought ye cuud 'andl et
Doyle de'Marceau: *chuckles*
Crux Herrin: *looks through his bank quietly*
Doyle de'Marceau: I've tried a bottle of honey mead before
Doyle de'Marceau: When I woke up three days later, I couldn't help but think what a wonderful drink
Doyle de'Marceau: it was...
Kenzie O'Drennan: *grins and nods*
Kenzie O'Drennan: tis goot stuff
Doyle de'Marceau: It did taste good, I'll say that
Doyle de'Marceau: It was thick, though... Like drinking sap
Kenzie O'Drennan: tak de goot vit de bad..
Crux Herrin: *without taking his eyes off his bank box* So... how are your stitches, madam....
Crux Herrin: *turns his head slightly and smiles to Kenzie*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *cants her head and looks to Crux a moment and shrugs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: still 'old'n
Kenzie O'Drennan: Mos'ly
Crux Herrin: *nods and smiles*
Crux Herrin: Very good.
Doyle de'Marceau: *looks at Kenzie directly*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *grunts a bit and looks back towards Doyle..*
Doyle de'Marceau: Do those stitches keep you from fighting?
Kenzie O'Drennan: Nu oi dun almos fergot whoi oi beh 'ere
Crux Herrin: *laughs a bit*
Kenzie O'Drennan: De 'eal'r vish's dey wuud
Crux Herrin: I can tell you for sure they dont.
Crux Herrin: *smirks and rubs his chin again*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *peers towards Crux a moment*
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'ow ye face doin?
Crux Herrin: *smiles*
Crux Herrin: Much better, thank you.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks back to her box, not really caring overall..*
Crux Herrin: And Bull? How is he?
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'e foin..
Crux Herrin: *nods*
Crux Herrin: *pokes around in a few bags*
Crux Herrin: *humms to himself as he walks out of the bank*
Doyle de'Marceau: *watches him leave*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *shoves her box back and grumbles as the other leaves*
Doyle de'Marceau: *smirks*
Sithar Dwin'neldth: *Wakes banker by banging staff on counter*
Doyle de'Marceau: *whispers*
Doyle de'Marceau: Miss Kenzie, I wonder if you'd be interested in a line of work, once you fully heal
Kenzie O'Drennan: Pff.. if'n oi kar'd bout 'eal'n oi'd beh at 'ome..
Doyle de'Marceau: I suppose so
Doyle de'Marceau: Have you ever worked in the business of protection?
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ja
Sithar Dwin'neldth: *Wakes banker by banging staff on counter*
Doyle de'Marceau: Then maybe you'd be interested in working in such a manner for me
Kenzie O'Drennan: Voi vuud oi beh vant'n ta beh protect'n a deer'ln?
Doyle de'Marceau: Because this Dyrling is in need of said protection, and will pay for it
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'ow mooch
Doyle de'Marceau: What do you think is fair?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *shrugs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi guess da beh depend'n on vhat oi beh protect'n gainst
Krist Lindor: *tugs on lead rope*
Doyle de'Marceau: Any who would attempt to end my life before Athlendyr takes me
Kenzie O'Drennan: n vhat beh mak'n yeh so trust'n o meh?
Doyle de'Marceau: *looks over his shoulder and closes his mouth*
Krist Lindor: *looks in his backpack as he enters*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *watches Doyle a moment then shifted her gaze to where his went towards the door*
Krist Lindor: *slaps it over one shoulder*
Krist Lindor: *my bank box please*
Krist Lindor: *eyes scan over the two a moment...offers a nod*
Kenzie O'Drennan: ver haelsad
Doyle de'Marceau: *nods back slightly*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks back to Doyle*
Kenzie O'Drennan: So.. if'n ye tink ye kin drink meh und'r da table.. oi tak ye oop on da off'r
Krist Lindor: *places some things in a small secured box*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *grins a bit*
Doyle de'Marceau: *chuckles*
Doyle de'Marceau: I'll take that bet...
Krist Lindor: *nods to the banker*
Kenzie O'Drennan: foin..
Krist Lindor: *pushes the box back...eyes the two a moment...appears in thought*
Krist Lindor: thank you sir...*smiles to the banker*
Doyle de'Marceau: *pushes his own box back towards the banker with a polite nod*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi'll beh in de taver'n gitt'n a 'ead start
Krist Lindor: *tugs on lead rope*
*They move from the bank to the Inn*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks around and grumbles lowly as she moves for her horse*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *peers to the left a moment*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *reaches into the pack*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks to the others present*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Su... 'ow bout de docks?
*They leave and head for the docks*
Doyle de'Marceau: *smirks*
Doyle de'Marceau: I bought you a bottle of the strongest stuff they offer
Doyle de'Marceau: I imagine it's like a dull wine in Valgard
Kenzie O'Drennan: vhat ye mean? Da sorreh 'scuz fur liquor dey got?
Doyle de'Marceau: *nods*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *exchanges it with one of her own*
Doyle de'Marceau: Ah.. my thanks
Doyle de'Marceau: *sits down before opening it*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *sets the liquor aside without eny effort to hide that fact as she uncorks the mead*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *with her teeth and spits the cork at the strangely placed mushroom*
Doyle de'Marceau: To get to the point...
Doyle de'Marceau: There are many who would wish to take my life
Doyle de'Marceau: I need someone strong who can intimidate that idea from their heads
Doyle de'Marceau: But for those who aren't so easily pushed away, someone to actually fight if need be
Doyle de'Marceau: And that is where you come in
Kenzie O'Drennan: *nods slowly*
Doyle de'Marceau: And as I said, it's not for free. You will be paid for it
Kenzie O'Drennan: So vhut yeh be doin da ye beh need'n guard'n... mos o ye deer'lns beh panseh goodies
Doyle de'Marceau: *chuckles*
Doyle de'Marceau: Yes, that is waht I'm saying
Kenzie O'Drennan: *grunts, obviously he isn't hearing correctly or just doesn't understand*
Kenzie O'Drennan: tha dun answ'r de quest'n
Kenzie O'Drennan: *lifts up the bottle and downs some*
You are drunk and stumble about.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Doyle de'Marceau: I need someone to protect me is what I'm saying
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Doyle de'Marceau: And the Dyrligns can't do it as well as a valgarin who knows how to fight so well
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: n vhut oi beh say'n is vhat ye dun tha ye need'n guard'n
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Doyle de'Marceau: *smirks*
Doyle de'Marceau: Many things
You feel sober.
Your body is free of alcohol.
Doyle de'Marceau: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: So.. lemma git dis strait.. ye van me keep'n ye ars aloiv.. trust'n meh nuff ta do da..
Kenzie O'Drennan: but neh nuff ta tell meh vhat rellah goin on
Doyle de'Marceau: My organization does many things that are not exactly legal
Doyle de'Marceau: But since I work in shadows and not in public, I cannot be found and tried directly
Doyle de'Marceau: There's no evidence
Doyle de'Marceau: So, some elect to send assassins after me instead, which I can't see coming
Kenzie O'Drennan: n vhut mak'n ye think oi kin
Doyle de'Marceau: I can't fight them off alone
Doyle de'Marceau: I don't expect you to predict the future...
Doyle de'Marceau: I however would expect you to help me stave off what does happen here and now
Doyle de'Marceau: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Vell..
Kenzie O'Drennan: *takes another swig of the mead*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'ow of'n ye need'n meh 'roun?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You feel sober.
Doyle de'Marceau: *shrugs*
Doyle de'Marceau: Not that often, actually
Doyle de'Marceau: I'm fairly safe in Telrae, despite how hated I am
Doyle de'Marceau: The guards here still protect me as a citizen
Doyle de'Marceau: But if I were to travel, I would call on you
Doyle de'Marceau: *blows out the lantern*
Your body is free of alcohol.
Kenzie O'Drennan: Vell.. oi dun beh car'n vhat ye du aslon as it stay outta meh val.. tho oi dun beh
Kenzie O'Drennan: stepp'n inta Arjat..
Doyle de'Marceau: I don't go to Arjat either, conflicts of interest galore...
Doyle de'Marceau: And out of curiosity, what "Val" do you speak of?
Kenzie O'Drennan: De Fer Coadee..
Doyle de'Marceau: *takes a breath*
Doyle de'Marceau: Deal
Doyle de'Marceau: I don't have much business in Valgard anyway
Kenzie O'Drennan: awroit.. oi beh suppos'n oi cuud do da..
Doyle de'Marceau: *hic*
Doyle de'Marceau: *nods*
Doyle de'Marceau: Good
Kenzie O'Drennan: Oi dun rella beh need'n gol persay... boot if'n yeh kin keep meh entertain'd n foind a
Kenzie O'Drennan: bett'r drink... oi'll cawl it ev'n
Doyle de'Marceau: *smirks*
Doyle de'Marceau: I'll see what I can do about that
Doyle de'Marceau: Then we have an accord?
Kenzie O'Drennan: ja
Doyle de'Marceau: *nods*
Doyle de'Marceau: Glad to hear it
Doyle de'Marceau: *looks at Adele, and then to Kenzie*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks over to the other and lifts the bottle again to down more of its contents*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *speaks a bit lowly*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Oi 'ope vhat'er dis neh so leg'l stoof ye dooin beh vorth dy'n fer..
Doyle de'Marceau: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *finishes off the bottle and starts on the next one*
You are drunk and stumble about.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *glanced towards him sidelong a moment then back off to the other end of the dock*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *wondering if he would offer a response or not*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You feel sober.
Doyle de'Marceau: *chuckles*
Doyle de'Marceau: If you're strong enough... You won't have to worry about dying
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi meant ye, neh meh
Doyle de'Marceau: *grins*
Doyle de'Marceau: I have faith that I won't be killed any time soon
Your body is free of alcohol.
Kenzie O'Drennan: If'n ye did.. vuud ye say it vas vurth ey?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *et
Doyle de'Marceau: *shrugs*
Doyle de'Marceau: I would be dead and wouldn't have to worry
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ja.. boot oi vanna knuw if'n it beh vurth ta stick meh neck oot fur ye
Doyle de'Marceau: If I didn't think the risks were worth it, I would not live the way I do
Kenzie O'Drennan: *nods*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Foin
Kenzie O'Drennan: *takes another swig of the bottle*
You are drunk and stumble about.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Doyle de'Marceau: *n ods*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Doyle de'Marceau: So that setttles that
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You feel sober.
Doyle de'Marceau: *stands up and pulls his coat on tighter*
Onimusha Karuto: *murmurs something*
Onimusha Karuto: By calling the Gouzoku Dark Arts
Onimusha Karuto: Gusei Summons Anta, heihou Uma, Hanamishi the undead!!!
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi suppos so..
Your body is free of alcohol.
Doyle de'Marceau: *nods*
Doyle de'Marceau: I think this will work out for both of us
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh 'op'n su
Doyle de'Marceau: *chuckles*
Doyle de'Marceau: Well then, now that we have come to an agreement. I am going to take my leave
Doyle de'Marceau: I have other business to care for
*They part their own ways*