[HQ Ignorance] Scene 89: Palbar, City of the Oraya Sultanate

[Nic Hughes]

Lev Lafayette wrote:
> On Fri, 2009-06-05 at 20:54 +0100, Nic Hughes wrote:
>   
>> The pair had barely managed to find a tolerable bar in which to rest and 
>> eat, so Aalmon was not best pleased to have his first decent meal in 
>> weeks disturbed. He continued to sip at his wine and cut up his cow pie 
>> as the officer spoke, his only reaction a slight grimace at the mention 
>> of the fierce horsemen almost upon them. He raises one eyebrow to Icthya 
>> as if the whole thing were some private joke between them, then finished 
>> his cup of wine before replying.
>>
>> "Well sir I am a courier and possibly the best in this frontier outpost. 
>> But I am a courier who already has a commission, one that takes me and 
>> my - ahem - package here to the North rather than to the West. My task 
>> has already brought me all the way from the far Western coast of this 
>> great land of ours and as far South as the land of the Dragons, I do not 
>> see how with honour I can abandon it to help you although I see your 
>> need is great. Unless you can somehow find a way in which helping you 
>> would aid my existing duties more than it hinders them?"
>>
>> He begins to hungrily eat at his pie.
>>     
>
> "Insolence!", Satarnis shouts, thumbing his hand on the table and
> upsetting Aalmon's drink and pie. "What could this package be that it is
> more important than a message to save the city to Jar-eel herself?"
>
>   

Aalmon chews a while on the last mouthful of unspilled food. He 
appreciated local customs well enough to know that the thumbing of a 
table was a serious matter here on the wild frontier, so he tried to 
hold his irritation in check and not inflame the situation more than was 
needed.

"What sort of courier would I be were I to blab the details of my 
mission to everyone who asked? I did not undertake such an epic journey 
through uncharted lands and ungodly horrors for idle fun or for a few 
silver coins. My home city and many others are doomed if my task fails."

"It is not that I am unwilling to help, the question is whether you can 
find a way in which this helps my existing commission more than the 
diversion harms it. If you cannot then I would be a poor and useless 
courier to be so easily diverted."

He leaned down and picked up a toppled chair for his irate visitor then 
gestured to the serving girl that he would like a replacement for his 
pie. Whichever path he took from here he would need his full strength 
and a full stomach.

Nic

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