Stepping into the town of Cedar, Odhran had taken lead of the situation, regardless of any protests that his companion may have had. Even from this far out, Odhran could hear the calls of the Town Crier all the way from the entrance to the quaint village.
"Even though such a man may be our quarry, it is far from something that should be mentioned that he is certainly impressive with his ability to speak loudly. Truly, he has been blessed with a great and powerful voice, to be heard from all corners of the town from his perch atop the highest roofs of the fair town of Cedar! While it would be truly magnificent to meet this
man and learn from him in the art of vocal projection, it is with great shame that we must cut him down." He turned to Silvia. "Dearest Silvia, if I may make a request? One such as myself should not be dragged into the shadows to be confused for a mere pauper that slinks through the dark, stealing for the mere prospect of food. I am a God, as you well know, and my glory must be well known. I say this, as the request that we have obtained to silence this man who would not otherwise be silenced offered the idea of 'subtlety.' Celestial Spirits are tools of combat, not of stealth, and I have seen fit to follow through on that mindset. Of course, far be it from me to simply leave all the work to you! Though I may be a God, I am not one of those too pompous so as to let his servants do all the work for him. No, rather, I would assist those to whom I call my companions, my allies, my brothers and sisters in arms! Rest assured, I will bring glory to the guild, but what is a guild if not a collection of fellow glory-seekers? Even if I may become one of the fabled Warlords of Fiore, I will not forget those companions who are dear to me, and those whom have helped me along the way. Of course, it is of the utmost importance that I do likewise to others. To me, you are no different than one of the Spirits I command. You are a member of Errings Rising, like myself, and so I shall protect you and ensure that you come to no harm, as you are like family to myself. It is a warped family, to be certain, but a God must gain whatever allies he can!"
He laughed softly to himself before realizing that he never actually stated his request. "Ah, yes. My request. Of course. What I ask of you, Dearest Silvia, is that you be the one to slay him. I do not doubt your abilities to take on the town guard should the situation call for combat, but with my Celestial Spirits at your side, as well as my own talents, it should be considered a simple feat to eliminate those who would oppose us. I shall provide covering fire and destroy reinforcements while they come in, while you eliminate the target and whoever else may come. Of course, I am at the wills and whims of your requests, Dearest Silvia, and so if you wish for me to do elsewise, then I shall listen to your suggestion."
He bowed, already having his three primary keys tightly between the fingers of his right hand. Closest to his body was Lupa's, the middle bearing Scorpio's golden sheen, and the right having Arnaluuk and her irate nature. He was prepared for whatever task he would be set to.
WC: 613
"Even though such a man may be our quarry, it is far from something that should be mentioned that he is certainly impressive with his ability to speak loudly. Truly, he has been blessed with a great and powerful voice, to be heard from all corners of the town from his perch atop the highest roofs of the fair town of Cedar! While it would be truly magnificent to meet this
man and learn from him in the art of vocal projection, it is with great shame that we must cut him down." He turned to Silvia. "Dearest Silvia, if I may make a request? One such as myself should not be dragged into the shadows to be confused for a mere pauper that slinks through the dark, stealing for the mere prospect of food. I am a God, as you well know, and my glory must be well known. I say this, as the request that we have obtained to silence this man who would not otherwise be silenced offered the idea of 'subtlety.' Celestial Spirits are tools of combat, not of stealth, and I have seen fit to follow through on that mindset. Of course, far be it from me to simply leave all the work to you! Though I may be a God, I am not one of those too pompous so as to let his servants do all the work for him. No, rather, I would assist those to whom I call my companions, my allies, my brothers and sisters in arms! Rest assured, I will bring glory to the guild, but what is a guild if not a collection of fellow glory-seekers? Even if I may become one of the fabled Warlords of Fiore, I will not forget those companions who are dear to me, and those whom have helped me along the way. Of course, it is of the utmost importance that I do likewise to others. To me, you are no different than one of the Spirits I command. You are a member of Errings Rising, like myself, and so I shall protect you and ensure that you come to no harm, as you are like family to myself. It is a warped family, to be certain, but a God must gain whatever allies he can!"
He laughed softly to himself before realizing that he never actually stated his request. "Ah, yes. My request. Of course. What I ask of you, Dearest Silvia, is that you be the one to slay him. I do not doubt your abilities to take on the town guard should the situation call for combat, but with my Celestial Spirits at your side, as well as my own talents, it should be considered a simple feat to eliminate those who would oppose us. I shall provide covering fire and destroy reinforcements while they come in, while you eliminate the target and whoever else may come. Of course, I am at the wills and whims of your requests, Dearest Silvia, and so if you wish for me to do elsewise, then I shall listen to your suggestion."
He bowed, already having his three primary keys tightly between the fingers of his right hand. Closest to his body was Lupa's, the middle bearing Scorpio's golden sheen, and the right having Arnaluuk and her irate nature. He was prepared for whatever task he would be set to.
WC: 613