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located in Schafedorf, a part of Who's Afraid of the...?, one of the many universes on RPG.

Schafedorf

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Character Portrait: Phillipe Character Portrait: Ada Blanche
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  1. lol, sure, how about some Phillipe talkback, lol.

    2017-08-19 06:29:12 by Wyatt
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Things just kept getting weirder, the further they went. It wasn't that they got looked at by those within the camp; afterall, that'd happened with the Red Hand. Newcomers were worthy of note. It was rather the way the reactions didn't match up to what was said. Phillipe was hypersensitive, not knowing any of the wolven here but even still, red flags kept flying up with every new interaction and piece of information.

Then there was the stuff Az said about the land being sacred. That was certainly different and for a criminal organization such as the Hund, it felt out of place to him. Never before had he ever heard anything close to religiousness among his people, back when he'd lived their ways. Humans were full of superstition and religion and it was one thing Phillipe found both odd and endearing about them; their desire to believe. To hear it from a wolfen, speaking in terms of "sacredness" and "taintedness" it was a little bizarre. Phillipe understood the core of what he was saying but there was something underneath that.

The hair on the back of Phillipe's neck stood on end as they were shown to the abandoned nursery. Not just from the faint and faded smell of youth in the rooms, like dead memories still talking in ghostly whispers on his nose, but the fact that Az matter of factly intoned that the rooms were no longer used. Why? What the hell was wrong with these wolven? A pack without some semblance of recruitment, either from the women in the group or new youth being enlisted, was a dying pack indeed.

It was very clear that they were not being told something and as soon as Az went through his little list of demands, Phillipe had grown fed up of the dance. "Yeah, okay, we're not gonna do that," he said with a snippy nod and shrug. "I'm sure you're aware, this is my bonded mate and I'll not sleep with a wall between us. If you all have some weird religious reason for wanting to keep us virtuous, then fine, we'll make a bond right now that we'll remain chaste until we leave. It's fine. But you'll not tell me I can't sleep in the same room as her." He glanced at Ada, not really caring if he sounded like an obstinate jerk but the truth was, he didn't like the idea of Az trying to separate them under the veil of hospitality. Something about that didn't feel right, even with how close the rooms in the nursery were.

And just to be that extra bit uncooperative, Phillipe sniffed and perched on the edge of a table, saying, "Don't worry about where our weapons are. We'll not be staying long enough for it to matter. We just need to talk to your leader and then we'll be gone and moving on." Phillipe patted his belt where his dirk sat, dangling by his thigh. "My dirk'll stay right here, snug in it's place, because I trust I'll not have a reason to use it. You all being so friendly right now during the war time and all." Phillipe flashed him a impudent grin. "And if that's not good enough, then you're welcome to try to take it from me and put it where you want it. I mean it's not like we're prisoners. Right?" The last was said with his smile slightly fading, his blue eyes looking hard at the other man. "We'll meet with your Man and then we're gone. Not even enough time to sully these quarters with too intimate sleeping arrangements. Yeah?" If he was a prudish, religious nut, then that should be motivation enough to get them what they wanted.