Overlord Thraka

The Room

*Mergoux quickly walks over to her armor piled in the corner and jams her helmet onto her head*
Mergoux: Anderson... I don't know the name. As for those Knights, I might've killed one or two, they've got corruption in the ranks, just like any other military force... Scum can hide under that armor just as well as good people.

*She starts gearing up busily but pauses to look at Jillian*
Mergoux: Believe who you want, just tell me how many there are.
*Straps on her breastplate and starts fastening her greaves*

*Silven frowns and goes back to stand by Mergoux's bedroom door*

The Room

*Mergoux keeps the knife ready as she stares Jillian in the eyes*
Mergoux: What? No?! No it's not true! I'd never kill a innocent person. What knights are these that are hunting me?!
*She feels the gun in her side and slowly takes the knife off Jillian's throat, then her face twists in anger once more*
Mergoux: I've killed many people, too many to keep count, but not a one of them was not deserving of it. Rapists, murderers, slavers, scum, I slew them. Used them as a example to those who might think about doing the same. So yeah, I guess you could call me The Butcher, but only to those who deserve death.
*She stands back a few paces and glares at Jillian, angry to be caught like she was, unawares and defenseless*

*Silven stops as he sees Hanna*
Silven: Hello there... Are you alright lass? What's th' matter?

The Room

*Mergoux groans slightly and her eyes flicker, then go wide open*
Mergoux: What the- Hey!
*She leaps up, trying to tackle Jillian and press the dagger hidden under her pillow to the girl's throat or chest*
Mergoux: What is this!? What right have you to break into my room?!
*She looks enraged*
Mergoux: What? What knights!?

*Silven sees Hanna hiding and frowns in suspicion*
*He leaves his position by the door and goes over to the couches. His hand is on his blade, ready to draw, but he doesn't draw his sword yet*
Silven: Hello? Who's there?

The Room

*Silvan nods politely and stands at the ready by the door*

*In a massive oversight on Merg's part, the door isn't locked*
*Mergoux is in fairly average sleep clothes, still passed out and snoring slightly on top of the blankets*
*Her helmet is off, showing off that she matches the wanted poster with 2 exceptions. One is the long scar going from just under her left eye down to her jawline, and the second is her long Elven ears that are full of piercings. The wanted poster had her ears looking like a normal humans*
*She doesn't wake as Jillian enters the room, which has her armor and weapons stacked neatly in one corner, and her large leather bag lying next to the bed.*

The Room

*Silvan nods*
Silvan: A honor! Us? Wait, you are not a knight are you?!
*He looks a bit confused as Jillian walks off. He frowns and then follows her at a distance, not making any attempt to hide, but keeping his distance*

*Mergoux is passed out with a empty liquor bottle lying next to her*

*The Knights enter the room and scan the main room, then split up. Two going into the kitchen, and two into the bar*

The Room

*Anderson looks outraged*
Anderson: Do as you wish! But I shall not stand by and let a stranger hunt for my target! Silvan! Keep a eye on her! The rest of you with me.
*He pauses briefly and sighs*
Anderson: We will search... peacefully. Come.
*He leads the rest of the men away as Silvan shakes his head and takes off his helmet*
*Under it, he's a middle aged man with long braided black hair and a rough short beard*
Silvan: I'm... sorry. Captain Anderson is... Well okay, he's a snooty git with a stick up his ass. Just don't tell him I said that alright?
*He smiles slightly and sticks out a gauntleted hand*
Silvan: Silvan Brengest at your service M'lady.

The Room

*Anderson growls in anger and shrugs Jillian's hand off his shoulder*
Anderson: We shall find what we came for, then leave. We've no interest in causing trouble with whoever else may be here.
*He sneers rudely*
Anderson: Understand that if you stand in the way of our mission, we treat you as a foe.
*Silvan facepalms*
Silvan: Captain please...
*The other knights look rather uncomfortable at their Captain's harshness*
Anderson: We are here for a purpose! Any who stand in our way must be dealt with!

The Room

*The captain snorts in derision*
Anderson: She is too dangerous to take back for trial. She's escaped custody twice already, and killed or wounded over a dozen Oak Knights. She needs to be put down! This... Butcher, is to be put to death at once!
*He glares at Jillian in anger but growls his assent*
Anderson: Very well... We shall find her by more... diplomatic methods. Just stay out of our way.
*He and the other knights walk towards the room*

*The other Knight finishes tying the horses up and walks back to Jillian. He bows his helmeted head to her apologetically*
Silvan: My apologies M'lady. Captain Anderson has just lost several men to the Butcher, he wants revenge for her actions.

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Tiaz nods and watches Vaulthuz dismiss his summons.
"Very well! I shall meet you there!"
He grins maniacally and starts to limp towards the entrance. He follows Mortan silently, limping badly as he walks. He mutters under his breath, the occasional word being understandable.
"Walls... Burn... Yes..."
He limps slowly, leaning heavily on his staff until he stands, watching the idle village from the distance.
"Mehehehehee... It will burn!"
He starts moving rythmically and chanting slowly, dancing clumsily on the spot

The Room

*Captain Anderson signals to the other knights, dismounts and the others dismount as well*
*He barks a few orders then turns to Jillian*
Anderson: We seek a wanted murderer by the name of Thalia Coldstone. She's been connected with a string of killings in Hallasholm.
*He pales slightly and his snootiness falters*
Anderson: This.. woman.. she's barbaric... The butchery she left behind... Well, suffice it to say she is to be apprehended and executed on the spot.
*He rummages in his pack and hands Jillian a sheet of parchment with a wanted poster inked on it. The image is that of a rather average looking woman who seems somehow familiar, until Jillian spots the tattoos, the thin strip of runes on the woman's chin, and she can realize it's Mergoux*

*Anderson waits for a moment for Jillian to look at the poster then speaks again*
Anderson: My order serves the Lord Erik of Icegarden. The White Bear. Now then, Silvan! Take the horses! The rest of you with me!
*A knight takes all the horses and leads them off to be tied up somewhere as Anderson and his men walk towards the room*

*Most promptly ignore Elmyra, except for the horse-bearer who nods to her respectfully*