Quest for the Traitors: Lowlands [Finished]

[The Jenn]

Out the door and very gone, the lion was out of the picture. For the moment.

Morton eyed Theofilus as if he were some sort of exotic fungus, pale from being underground for so many years with a rare variety of swirling blue mold. It was quite a look. "Oh, please, don't trouble yourself on my account, Your Excellence. I seem to be at a disadvantage in not knowing your names. I don't suppose that it much matters, now does it."

He stared at Pravus, expression switching from one of examination to outright hostility. "And you," he growled, "we don't see many of your kind around these parts. Are you here on a honeymoon with this charming Jack of yours, or is he just a casual fuckbuddy? I don't imagine you let a specimin like this out of your sight very often, now do you?"

Whether the words were meant to insinuate or merely provoke wasn't obvious. The aura of sheer anger around the man couldn't be mistaken, however. His emotions from a moment ago hadn't just disappeared. "I don't need either of you in my business, or the business of this city. You have no business in our lands, strutting about like you own the place. Why don't you go on your merry way and play in some other litter box? This one's full."

[Kari Muffin]

Well that plan was shot to hell rather quickly. His reaction was far from desirable. If the bird had had lips he would have bitten down on them to make them bleed. He had been nice, oh lord, he had been nice. Where did that take him? He had just been called Pravus's fuck buddy.

"How very kind of you. You call me by a proper title and then you call me this feline's fuckbuddy. You proceed to mock us and tell us to get the hell out after I've been polite." Theofilus didn't pause for dramatic event. He simply paused so he could gather the proper words for his continued rant.

"I don't really care about your problems with Highlanders. I really don't care what you think of me. You see we have a purpose. We would appreciate it if you made it easy on. I could offer you money just like the next person who wants a room--I could easily give you extra. However, I imagine you're going to refuse whatever I offer because your your sheer rage at my companion. Good Sir, I somehow think this is a grave mistake." The sparrows feathers stood up in agitation. He wanted this man to die a painful death. He wanted to see Pravus rip him limb from limb or some such nonsense, but they still might need him.

"I want you to tell me what I want to know. I'm willing to go to whatever lengths possible, but I'd love to solve this in a civilized manner, since you seem to be a gentlemen who doesn't take kindly to being threaten."

Go the hell you scumbag. Rot and die. This was probably the stupidest thing Theofilus could have done, but he was had his rope's end.

[Spiderfly]

Pravus' eyes widened and suddenly he was laughing, a dark, cold sound that held no life. Once again he was in Bipedal form, cracking his fingers and wrists, extending his claws and baring his teeth. "My. . fuckbuddy?" His tongue lashed out and rubbed quickly across his teeth and lips.

"He is . . quite delicious isn't he?" He moved quickly towards Theo and wrapped his bent form around that of the avian, one hand trailing quickly down his chest.

"Is that your problem. . .Mr. Morton?" He asked with a sarcastic sneer. "Some highlander let you get close, lowered themselves to sleep with you. Then realized how disgusting you were and left? Is that why you hate my appearance so much? Does it make you burn?"

He laughed again, licking up the back of Theo's neck, like a lover. He chuckled into those downy feathers as his little bird suddenly seemed to grow a pair of teeth.

[Spiderfly]

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[The Jenn]

Morton listened to Theo begin his rant, listened to his reasoning, listened to the subtle hint of bribery... and couldn't find it in himself to care one whit the second the feline opened his vile mouth and began to talk. Some more listening, his hands beginning to twitch with every word, and by the end of it he was shaking.

And then he laughed, the sound a harsh bark. "Oh kitty-cat, there's only one reason you and this popinjay Courtling bird could be here in this hotel, and I know damn well what it is. Yes, the pretty princess has lowered herself so very much over the years and with so many to save her hide, to the point where she's just as much dirt as any one of us. She just doesn't see it yet. Her own father wouldn't even recognize her. I knew the bitch couldn't have covered her tracks half as well as she said she did. I don't care whether you're related or whether they just hired you for your looks, freak that you are, but I don't really care. Your timing is bad and I have things that need doing. Of course, I can't do them with you here in the way, and I doubt you'll be leaving without something I'm not willing to give you. She's property now."

And just like that, two knives went flying at the pair of them, one aimed for Theo's heart and the other for his stomach. They were fast and accurate shots. What now?

[Spiderfly]

Finally information. And interesting information at that. The Princess lowering herself to this, to the point of sleeping with lowlanders to stay alive. It was truely sickening. He nearly laughed as the weasel insinuated that he was related to the royal family. "Only bedding them." he thought with amusement before that ugly word crossed his ears.

. . . Freak. His back tensed, eyes narrowed, as the manager continued on his tirade. Interesting. . that everything he said pointed towards the Princess being a whore, literally, and this man her pimp.

Already tense from the freak comment he saw the knives as they began their flight towards the bird. Knowing of his spade ring, speed and his flight he instead rolled to the side before propelling himself forwards at the attacker. Pravus' back legs acted like springs and launched him forwards at an incredible pace, claws stretched forwards ready to pin the sickening creature upon the floor.

[Kari Muffin]

There was a first time for everything. Theofilus was utterly shocked, when the cat licked him. A chill had gone up his spine and into the very core of his being. That was the snapping point for the bird. He growled. and mentally screamed. He shoved down the urge to punch him in the face--he knew better. The sparrow jerked his head away and glared at the cat, "You--" He began but was cut off by the weasel. Pravus was getting his ass verbally whipped for this later.

The sudden outburst of the weasel didn't help either. At least, though, they had gotten information out of him. Theofilus was also in the range of a set of very deadly knifes. In a split second he thought of the spade ability and his flight ability. And good sky above, did the sparrow use them to the best of his ability.

The raise to the ceiling was far faster than he thought, as he smacked the ceiling quite hard with one of his arms shielding him from the impact. It hurt--but not as much as those knives would have. This was not his kind of business deal.

Still, the avian felt different. All the stress was at the breaking point. One more tiny thing was going to make him snap in a horrible shade. He could already feel something horribly wrong.

[The Jenn]

The weasel had expected some sort of retaliation from the feline, especially as neither of the knives were aimed his way, but the speed and agility of it from someone with an oddly malformed back surprised him enough that Pravus's claws caught him square in the chest, one slashing down and the other catching the meat around his collarbone, rending as it jerked with the force of their fall.

He hissed in pain, back slamming into the ground, and then didn't seem to feel it at all as he grasped another one of his knives and sent it straight up to hit Pravus's side in that prone position, atop him. His blood began to well as the blade moved to make contact somewhere around the kidney area. He was fast on his feet or his back, Mr. Morton. His other hand, rather than attempting to shove the feline off in any way, plunged deep into one of his coat pockets.

Behind the counter, the whippet suddenly shoved himself back from his desk with a startled scream as Theo shot into the air like a bullet. He dove beneath his desk and began to whimper, terrified.

All the noise from below combined with thin building material had alerted more than one person to their presence. Two forms hurtled down the stairs, one a very large canine akin to a mastiff and the other an avian, a vulture. Both of them were wielding swords at the raised voices.

[Kari Muffin]

Well. Fuck. Talk about being screwed over six ways from Sunday. Armed guards and the cat was pinned. He had split seconds to decided what he wanted to do. This very much involved dieing a horrible death from sharp pointy objects--which he had no desire to do. He did briefly wonder why an inn would have armed guards, but that thought passed when he reached the ultimate conclusion that they had swords.

The whippet had a smart idea. But the sparrow highly doubted that hiding would be a proper idea in a situation like this.

He did the only thing he thought of. Using the ring's ability combined with his flight ability he leveraged himself off of the ceiling and managed to land on the counter to where the whipet had once been. Not allowing himself time to rest he used his sprinting speed to... get behind them. And he continued to move, hopefully out of their reach.

Confusing them or distracting them seemed like a good idea while Pravus dealt with the weasel. As long as the avian could avoid them life was good.

His attention snapped to something that had flew off his head. Wait a minute. What? He looked at his hands while he took several hoping steps backwards.

"What the hell?" he said aloud as he realized that he very much wasn't a bird. And that he very much had human hands. And--was he holding a cane?

Good God. Things really couldn't get any worse could they? When had this happened and--right! Swords! Men with swords! He needed to focus on that before he thought about anything else.

[Spiderfly]

It all happened so fast, like a blink of the eye. And Pravus was honestly surprised that he managed to get his claws on the manager with how very quick and deadly he was. As he saw the knife coming up his brain though "SNAP" in immediate response. Let's see this bugger knife him with a broken elbow.

He saw the other hand plunging into the pocket and quickly leaped from Morton. It was not worth it to try and knock him out with danger so close. His attention snapped now to the two coming down the stairs, and he blinked a little as he realized that the rather well-dressed human that had suddenly appeared was Theo. He glanced at the two guards and hoping he chose right, threw his pain ability at the canine.

Hopefully. . . they would make it out of here.