My Dear Arcturis,
You sir are a cheeky scoundrel!
I concede that you are good man to have at your back while adventuring beyond the pale, where the normal laws of civilization carry little weight. You are also a good drinking companion in almost any bar. From the respectable to the rough and tumble. I even enjoy playing cards with you ...though I admit I suspect you cheat when its your turn to deal.
But as an actual Bounty Hunter your services leave a great deal to be desired. A great deal sir! I remind you our "verbal contact" consisted of me saying, "I wish the little bugger would leave me alone." To which you almost jumped out of your chair saying, "I'll take care of him! Don't worry, I'll bring you his head on a silver platter!" That sounded a little drastic to me but since it was late and we were drinking I really thought nothing of it. That was a couple of years ago. I note since that time I have heard nothing from you but a string of excuses while Oozejumper came and went as he pleased in half the major cities of Onara.
Now you want to collect? I ask: Did you actually "take care" of him? Or, correct me if I'm wrong here, did he die my misadventure on a certain stony rock that passes for a boundary Island in the Bay of Savona? I also ask: Are you bringing me his head? Or his puppets? Honestly. Have you no shame? Or at least, do you even own a silver platter?
The short version: I have retained my own Sarishians. Talk to them. If Anoush val'Mehan says I owe you for services rendered then I will indeed cross you hands with goods valued in silver and gold. Until then i recommend you speak with her.
For the record, to any other interested parties, please note that I have never sought out the company of Oozejumper...nor has he ever traveled with me as a companion. Unlike too many hobos and vagabonds I maintain a permanent address at Litera Scripta Manet. I can't possibly be held accountable for every unwashed body that comes to my door. I certainly refuse to held accountable by a certain greedy Bounty Hunter who once made a half hearted attempt to blackmail me with threats of arson.
It may be a surprise to some people, but I maintain scrupulous relations with the Mother Church. For example I have received the personal Blessing of Arch Prelate Leola and maintain good relations with Inquisitor Severius val'Borda and Inquisitor Nemerius. Serverius has even been so good as to suggest that if anyone wants to threaten me with action from the Inquisition I can send them to speak with him. My wife, one of the nieces of the Tomal Khan, has suggested that any future threats of arson against Litera Scripta Manet, her home as well as mine, be turned over to the Blue Cloaks for expedited action.
Have a nice day.
I remain your faithful scribe,
Ambassador Tukufu of Altheria
_________________ Eric Gorman
AKA Ambassador Tukufu, man of letters, tomb raider and Master Sword Sage . . . and Sir Szymon val'Holryn, Order of the Phoenix Formerly Sir Jaeger val'Holryn. Weilder of the Holy Avenger: Thonanos. Gave his soul to help free King Noen
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