Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20170424191044/@comment-26444332-20170610035310

'Unfortunately, the civil war in Arctos has been going on for over ten years now. A lot of those innocent people are either dead or already gone far away.'

He looks at Dolenus and Slade.

'Technically, it's not a price on our head, but a warrant for our arrest. If there's something that can be said for Conwell, he only acts according to the local government's law, like the Inquisition is supposed to. So we'll still get pursued, but we'll stay a stint on Arctosi soil while he gets permission to extradite us back to Solaria to stand trial. And on that note... the rest of you would probably get off lightly, but Manteau and I... they would probably sentence us to immediate execution. "I shall not suffer a menace to live", and all that.'

They stop in front of a large two-story home, with whitewashed walls and a colorful red roof, as the houses in southern Arctos are wont to have. Entering to find a servant, Azarias explains something to him in a strange tongue that the others are not familiar with. The servant then leads them up the stairs, down a hall, and to a side room: inside is a middle-aged woman sitting upright in her bed, beside her a man in his late twenties, in a brown suit and white lab coat. He looks up at them.

'Well, hello.' he smiles. 'To what do we owe the pleasure?'