[u][b]Magnificus the Ingenious[/b][/u]
\\: Location: Sen Rynta | Windy Plains - Outskirts

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Standing there he just sorta had this expression halfway between nonplussed and annoyed. He had only just appeared and now some rude brat was already rattling off at him. Looking down at this mouthy little mouse he could do little more than cock an eyebrow and ask

"What are you, level one?"

[i]Seriously, who on earth did this lady think she was to start levying threats towards me when a simple mob like hobgoblins were giving her such trouble?[/i] He had to wonder.

"From the sounds of it I'm the least at risk of immolation amongst the four of us."

Rather nonchalantly he stuffed his hands in his pockets as he strolled past the three of them, his hovering drone issuing an authoritative chirp towards them.

"Anyhow, I wasn't gonna bother mentioning but from the sounds of it you're all gonna be headed down the same road as me for the time being since I'm heading to the nearest town to sell off some junk drops clogging up my inventory. I have no plans of standing here until I can't see your backs so unless you plan to do that yourselves we'll just share the road for now."

He continued on, unconcerned with whether or not they followed or diverted on elsewhere since they were not a factor in his destination plan.

"You just mind your business and I'll mind my own so stow away your PK'er comments, Kay?"

Not that he expected much civility out of this bunch. The knight looking one was mostly stoic and the other one was shy unto having no presence at all in the dialogue. None of that meant however that they had any notions of fair play. He'd be minding his distance for the road ahead.

And here he thought this'd just be a comfy mob grind.

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Well, the trip was quiet at least. It was as if they had nothing to do with each other the whole way across, just the way he liked it. He wasn't a diehard loner but his own company was preferable to that of those who'd rather give him a litany of accusations and threats instead of a decent greeting or even a name to call them by. In his mind dreams of long caverns filled to the pores with rare minerals occupied his boredom as he looked forward to setting out again for more materials. As an engineer it seemed a waste to grind for cash to buy the kinds of things he could just make.

As for the village it seemed the local drunk had propped himself up and dressed up in guise of a guard or something. The filthy fellow seemed to be bogarding the way forward, insisting that the inn was full as if that even mattered. Rather than answer him he had given the other three a wide berth, standing well to the side with his hands mostly idle by his side.

It's not so much that he cared about staying at an inn or anything like that since he was set up for an extended trip through the woods but he also gave little to no regard towards the lives of npcs. The line between town guard and forest mob was slim and quite frankly his patience was already a little thin. Still, the other three strangers on the road struck him as the jumpy types so he'd wait and let them duel tongues with the slack-jawed yokel, either figuratively or perhaps literally. The latter while enormously unlikely was still vaguely amusing just due to the sheer disparity between them.

He just wondered how long they'd be at it. Maybe he should pull out a folding chair?

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