Mistress of Chaos [DEAD]

[Fauxia]

“Yeah, you bet it was nice,” Kristoff thinks to himself, sitting down.

He calls for a glass of wine.

“Now, can we get down to business so I can get out of this hellhole?” he asks.

[Nequedum]

Lorine had accepted the wine, as is polite, and chose to spend his time playing with the glass using his right hand as the two interacted with one another. He spent his time out of the spotlight observing Kristoff and making him out to be a man much like himself, however he did not recognise his face. Nobility of one of the other nations? Surely Lorine would have still recognised him if that were the case.

He continues to think to himself as the two have their exchange, moving the wine up to his nose and giving it a whiff before putting it back down. Never daring to actually drink a wine from such an establishment.

As Kristoff asks a question of Natasha, he brings his attention back to the real, modestly awaiting her response.

[Fauxia]

Kristoff sits in thought for a moment. Then he recognizes the Marinbrie in Lorine (a family with which he has done dealings in the past, like any noble family).

“Must be that eccentric young one,” he thinks, before taking notice of a shady-looking character in the corner. He begins to feel very uncomfortable, especially considering he came dressed clearly as an upper-class gentleman

[Manson]

Natasha spots Kristoff starting at the man in the corner. "We must go!" she yells.

[Fauxia]

Kristoff needs no telling twice; he’s the first out the door.

[Manson]

The party walks to Natasha's residence. There, they speak of their problems and the strange man that was watching them. Then, Natasha draws the blinds and locks the door.

"We must hide, they're coming for us. Into the wine cellar!"

[Nequedum]

Swivels to Natasha, his feet remaining firmly placed on the floorboards, and raises an eyebrow as he Speak, "Now, now, Natasha. I have had quite enough of this. I do not care how brutish or grotesque this Alvaniy mercenary type that is following us is, I am a Lounemim noble and he would not dare lay a finger on me, let alone a finger on a fairly renowned fencer. Furthermore, if they dare try to I might get some more use out of my pistol. Perhaps our merchant friend may join me to better improve our odds of reaching a diplomatic solution? Meanwhile: I recommend you get the proper Kyorgian authorities involved while we at least distract this brute Natasha."

[Manson]

Swivels to Natasha, his feet remaining firmly placed on the floorboards, and raises an eyebrow as he Speak, "Now, now, Natasha. I have had quite enough of this. I do not care how brutish or grotesque this Alvaniy mercenary type that is following us is, I am a Lounemim noble and he would not dare lay a finger on me, let alone a finger on a fairly renowned fencer. Furthermore, if they dare try to I might get some more use out of my pistol. Perhaps our merchant friend may join me to better improve our odds of reaching a diplomatic solution? Meanwhile: I recommend you get the proper Kyorgian authorities involved while we at least distract this brute Natasha."

Natasha puts her finger over her mouth and shushes him.


"He's here, be very quiet."

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While you hide in Natasha's wine cellar, someone beats on the door. A man yells in a foreign language, angry that the door is locked.

[Relfa]

"Open the d*mn door, Natasha" yells Pierre in Alvani.

He starts examine the door lock to see how he could break into the house. He was there before and he was never ignored that way. Pierre saw Natasha and other people coming into the house and was not accepting to be ignored that way after Natasha invited him to go there.

[Manson]

"Open the d*mn door, Natasha" yells Pierre in Alvani.

He starts examine the door lock to see how he could break into the house. He was there before and he was never ignored that way. Pierre saw Natasha and other people coming into the house and was not accepting to be ignored that way after Natasha invited him to go there.

Natasha appears surprised. "Oh, I thought it was someone else..."

Natasha walks up the stairs from the wine cellar to the den. She walks over to the door, unlocks both locks, and flings it open. She greets him kindly and escorts him in. She then relocks the door. They join the others in the wine cellar.

[Nequedum]

Lighting a pipe with a match as he and Kristoff wait, he can be seen puffing small rings as Natasha returns with Pierre to her wine cellar. "Listen Natasha, if you want my services then sometimes you going to have to let me handle things my way - and sometimes that means being a little smarter than hiding in a cellar. Or getting us stabbed by being shady. I cannot speak for our merchant friend here, but I certainly am not a man of needless bloodshed. I am here to catch a monster."

[Manson]

Lighting a pipe with a match as he and Kristoff wait, he can be seen puffing small rings as Natasha returns with Pierre to her wine cellar. "Listen Natasha, if you want my services then sometimes you going to have to let me handle things my way - and sometimes that means being a little smarter than hiding in a cellar. Or getting us stabbed by being shady. I cannot speak for our merchant friend here, but I certainly am not a man of needless bloodshed. I am here to catch a monster."

As soon as everyone introduces themselves you hear a screaming next door. Natasha's only neighbor is a friendly, old woman who ocassionally bakes Natasha pies. Natasha pulls up the side of her dress to reveal a dagger tied to her leg.

"Let's go!"

[Manson]

(I'm going to need a response.)

[Nequedum]

Lorine looks over Natasha and then looks back to the other people in the room, "I am not really the uh. . . murderous type. How about we approach this differently. Keep your knife out, sure Natasha, but I must remind you to be cautious. Now, let us go explore what that scream was?"

[Manson]

Lorine looks over Natasha and then looks back to the other people in the room, "I am not really the uh. . . murderous type. How about we approach this differently. Keep your knife out, sure Natasha, but I must remind you to be cautious. Now, let us go explore what that scream was?"

Natasha grabs the others and kicks down the door of her neighbor's home. A brutish man is choking the old woman with his beefy hands.

[Fauxia]

*Kristoff inches away from Natasha's dagger on principle*

[Manson]

*Natasha slinks closer to the man attempting to stab him with her dagger.*

"Move closer and the dame meets her husband in the inferno!"

What could Natasha do?