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Rage still boiling over Nebel had half the mind to reach over and strike his kinsmen, but tradition forbid such action. In his head he was going over the many ways to make this Knight talk and explain why he donned this armor. Still his rational mind was telling him to back down because it seemed business just walked in and his Kinsmen could wait, at least for now. With one good yank of his arm the Hunting knife came free with a metallic twang. Putting it away back in its home behind his old coat the Hexer placed his blade down infront of him and remained standing.

At this point it seemed his host, or rather hosts decided to grace them with their presence. Turning his head to look in the direction of the speakers he felt his rage slowly simmer down along with his breathing, the only sign he was calming down. Unseen his left eye twitched as he heard where this creature now called him, his old him. Perhaps they exhausted the old Hexes that protected the keep, or they were never set. Either way a chance to go home and rid it of the Corruption that now infests it isn't something he is going to give up lightly.

"Ich werde diese Korruption bekämpfen." Nebel's cold voice speaks out. "I vill go. You vetter pay."

Perhaps speaking common wasn't his strong suit, with how angry his normal speech is but this drives home his point. He will fight for his home, but the extra money won't hurt.

Turning to Knight Nebel gives his straight dead expression. "Mein Grund hält mich jetzt in Schach, aber wir werden draußen ziviler reden." He points outside before turning back to the hosts and humming the old Ispar Hunting Lullaby.
Be best if we all got into a chat. (Steam or Discord perhaps) Talk there, it might make things easier.
So we are free to post again? Or should me and Lumiere wait a cool down?
@Rhiven Knight

IDK, I was kinda expecting ya to post like ya said.
@Lumiere

Maybe, maybe not '>.>
Those are some strong chickens.
Okay now I am kinda feeling the spirit here. (Good thing I never get writer's block :L)
Still humming to himself, albeit louder, Nebel just keeps looking around the room. To the Hexer this feels less like a meeting and more like a holding cell. His mind starting to race as old habits kick in, looking for every chance he had for an exit. In his mind the knight from before, in the Mantel Scharlachroter, it was completely infuriating. His home, his lord whom he gave his sweat and blood, his old masters who gave him both strength of mind and body. To see someone, who he had no idea who it was even if it was someone from Ispar, doning that armor IN FRONT OF HIM none the less was a long slash across his already hurt heart. Only one person ever mended that hurt but she was never with him for long stents at a time, alas he found semblance in the fact his home was gone with Her help. And now to see someone with it on, who clearly didn't give it the respect it deserved. Still perhaps seeing it clean would of enraged him even more.

And that theory was about to become truth.

In the mist of his thinking Nebel didn't even notice the Knight from before. He seemed to walk in and sit down and talk with the others as if it was but a normal day. Once Nebel's mind recognized the voice from before he looked over and saw it the Knight who called them self 'Aarkenhan'

Red

That's all he saw at the glory of the Mantel Scharlachroter being warn as if it was some common armor. Clean and back to a standing that, in his eyes, had a glow. Yet this did nothing to placate him, it only added fuel to the already burning inferno of rage in his mind.

Standing, his humming dead, he walked over to the table on the otherside of the knight and in a swift action pulled out is hunting knife and SLAMMED it into the wood with enough force to bury it half way down. The clean metal surface, no stranger to his rough handling, giving off more of his rage then any expression he was making.

With one hand still holding the handle he looked at the Knight. "Warum trägst du den Mantel von Scharlachrot? Es ist kein einfaches Gewand, mit dem Sie sich schmücken. Ich schlage vor, dass Sie es sofort entfernen und aufhören, mein Zuhause von Ispar zu beschämen."{Amendment-changed to make more since in english} His voice as cold and devoid of emotion as always.

with his freehand he reaches up under the metal deer helmet and pulls down the cloth covering the lower half of his face, the upper half still covered by the deer mask, showing off ink marks. Tattoos that showed he was indeed a 'Hexer' of Ispar. All the while his breathing, heavy and pointed at Aarkenhan.
@Rhiven Knight

I guess you could say he'll be introducing himself but not in a very friendly way.

@Lumiere

It was an unintentional pun, but a pun none the less.
If allowed I would have a post ready for a quick response from Nebel to Aarkenhan. Oh just seeing that armor in it's glory is enough to make him see red.
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