Mercenary's Run

[Endzone]

You are standing in a wooden hut.
Carved on the wall is some writing in a strange language. It reads “We own this place now, don't we.”
Some gun shots
You fire at Cobalt Manticore with a rifle for 5 damage. They die. You gain 38 XP.
Underworld log successful.
Some more gun shots
You fire at Fallen Ravan with a rifle for 5 damage. They die. You gain 43 XP.
Underworld log successful.
Endzone leans down over the fresh corpses and smiles, "Now would you look at that, two Raktam savages enjoying a dirt nap. How cute. And praise be to the defenders of Raktam, your doing an excellent job"
Endzone stands, grinning wickedly, "Now go forth to your eternal damnation. A reward from your precious queen for your dutiful work."
Endzone looks at the wall and back at the corpses, "And yes, I would say you own the place considering its covered in your blood."

[FirstAmongstDaves]

OK, some gold on the table. About damned time. I'm heading over.

Queen, your offer is tempting. But the gentlemen of Durham are likely to give me repeat business, whereas I've never known you to part with cash to pay a mercenary. Something to think about. You have a substantial treasury, currently not put to any use....

Mr Machetti: do we presently have a deal on coins for dead Raktamis? I'm guessing there's a throne room back in Raktam which has lots of unprotected Raktam courtiers.

[Giovanni Machetti]

The Bounty on the Queen's head was collected by Saracen, and since then she hasn't made any other moves toward me or mine, so there is no bounties on the Royal Court or the Raktami's at the moment, or even her.  It's all up to what move she makes next.

But there is still open bounties on Mate Ozzy and Gazmeister if you are looking for business in Durham Firstamoungdaves.

[FirstAmongstDaves]

Eh, as they say in Canadia.

[Anthor]

A Warning, Sicilian Style:

You attack Giovanni Machetti with a heavy sword for 5 damage. They die. You gain 40 XP.
Underworld log successful .
You collect the head of Giovanni Machetti and clean it up before adding the skull to what you're carrying.
Anthor hacks Giovanni's head off of his shoulders, it rolls onto the ground and comes to a halt at the other body lying here.
Anthor writes a note in Giovanni's own blood and stuffs it into his open mouth
You say “Take this message to your friends, the Mercs.”
Anthor wipes the blood off his sword onto Giovanni's clothing, then walks away whistling a tune.

Note stuffed into Giovanni's mouth:

I'm ing coming for each and every one of you ers.

When I find you, I'm going to ing rip out each of your ing throats.

When I'm done with that, I'll burn your ing remains. Then I'll come for your ing families, your ing friends, and your ing pets.

When I'm done burning that lot, I'll take the ashes and use them to grow a ing mango farm in Wiksik.

~ Anthor

[FirstAmongstDaves]

>claps appreciatively<

[Giovanni Machetti]

Sicilian style?  We would never be so crude.  And Anthor, I have received news that the Queen has left, as always, you follow her around and try to pick up her scraps I see.

Why don't you go farm heavy swords and go kill your own in Wiksik like you are good at?

[Solemn]

Solemn swims out to sea, hacking a fair measure of brine from his lungs while he strolls upon the hill of a sandbar towards Anthor. "Now then, you've stepped some bounds..."
Solemn wags his finger to the mad monarch. "You're a long ways from home, involved in something you've no need or right to dabble in."
Stiltskin comes swimming out from the shore. "Here he is, Gio's killer! Hey, you don't mess with my favourite barkeep you goddamn smoke colored ape!"
Solemn nods to Stiltskin and unsheathes his heavy sword. "Shall we get to work and show this 'King' how Durhamites do battle?"
Solemn whirls suddenly out with a volley of blows from his ancient blade, a grand hurrah leaping from his throat!
Stiltskin cocks his rifle and points it at King Anthor. "Nothin' personal monarch, it's only business..."Solemn draws his blade away from the melee just in time to let Anthor become the owner of several Durhamite-crafted lead tokens of affection in his chest, courtesy of Stiltskin.
Stiltskin kills Anthor with a rifle.
Stiltskin blows the smoke from the rifles barrel before he lays his eyes on Solemn. "So buddy, guess I owe fifteen of them shiny coins..."
Stiltskin tosses Solemn a tiny coin bag before he swims off. "Enjoy the golds buddy! I gotta get goin', don't wanna hang out in these shark infested waters..."
Stiltskin gives you 10 gold coins.
Solemn wades his blade through the brine to wash it before he nods. "I'd wager so, my friend. A pleasure doing business with you."
Stiltskin gives you 5 gold coins.
Stiltskin tips his hat at Solemn and splashes away...
Solemn nudges the body of Anthor off the sandbar, letting it float further out to sea. "Come back for Arbierfest under peaceful intents, and things could be different."
Solemn calls off after the drifting body. "Don't go startin' things on this peninsula. Cheers, Kingy."
Solemn turns about and dashes through the water back to shore.

[Iceman]

Well bugger me if King Me-Too doesn't come tagging along a week behind everyone bloody else. Don't you think people might be trying to tell you something? And you're quite obviously as bloody useless at playing soldiers as you were at playing king. Still, I can see why you latch on to the bigger boys' ideas like a tic on a rhino's arse - when you try and come up with your own you just end up in a spectacular shower of .

Go home, little kingling. You're way out of your bloody depth, here, and you really don't have enough reputation left to make anymore of a bloody idiot of yourself.

~ SP

[iwashere]

I detect quite a bit of anger from you, Anthor. It seems just yesterday that you were going on about some sort of peace crap, but now you're actively looking to start a war with a group that has no personal problems with you.

[Zen Gate]

Better.