Tarvos hoche la tête, et laisse sortir un petit soupir contrôlé de soulagement. Ce Kurokuma allait être un défi. Et un peu de plaisir aussi. Tarvos sentit la ruée familière d'être dans une situation potentiellement dangereuse couler à travers lui, et il suivit Kurokuma à l'intérieur de la grotte. Il a remarqué les multiples bougies disposées le long des murs, fournissant de la lumière pour les gens à voir, en allumant une table au centre de la pièce, que Kurokuma s'agenouillait devant. Tarvos l'a rejoint, tirant une autre carte, semblable à celle de Sable.
"D'accord, voici donc les deux endroits, Otfeld et Whiteshore. Whiteshore est l'endroit où le ferry est maintenant, et où les prisonniers vont probablement aller. Avant cela, ils seront visités par les autres villages comme des trophées. Ce que je recommande, c'est de les attraper à Otfeld, de libérer ces gars, puis de partir à Whiteshore."
Tarvos s'est légèrement penché sur le dos. « Je ne suis pas un homme combattant, et je n'avais pas non plus le plus grand rôle à jouer dans la planification des campagnes. Mais, je connais quelques personnes à Otfeld de mon temps à trouver des informations sur vous, et ils seraient prêts à aider. Surtout quand vous arrivez pour sauver les prisonniers."
"Je vais aussi demander une chose. Si nous interceptons à Otfeld, laissez-moi derrière, avec quelques-uns de vos hommes. Je connais les prisonniers. Laisse-moi travailler quelques jours, et je peux les avoir de ton côté. En plus, ils me doivent tous deux une faveur, donc ça ne devrait pas être trop difficile. A partir de là, c'est juste Whiteshore et ensuite faire une déclaration. Connaissant le noble dirigeant de cette région, le meilleur signal serait de renvoyer le chariot, les gardes étant enfermés à l'intérieur. Ces chevaux peuvent rentrer chez eux. Qu'en pensez-vous?"
Notant le regard de Kurokuma, "Ce ne sont, bien sûr, que des suggestions. Prenez-les ou laissez-les, votre choix. C'est ce que je ferais."
Name: Tarvos Wester
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Species(if not human, keep it minimal please): Human
Appearance: Tarvos is rather tall, at about 6'2", good enough for his previous occupation. His hair is starting to go grey at the edges, though thankfully he has not yet had to resort to shaving it all off. His eyes are a plain brown, common enough to the environment, and his paler skin shows his upbringing in at least the lowest nobles, though it appears that he's done a lot of hard work in the recent years. He usually wears a simple set of trousers and a shirt, though both are of the highest quality, and his boots are some of the finest in the land. He does own some more royal looking clothes, though he's put them away for other reasons.
Personality: Usually calm, he has a razor sharp focus and will come down on you like Rocks Fall if he thinks you are hiding something. Extremely intimidating when he wants to be. Considers those who can match him in a battle of wits and tongues his equals. Doesn't particularly enjoy swordsmanship, but appreciates the effort put into it.
Skills/Talents: Excellent diplomat. Was born for it, raised for it. Likes to claim that he has to eat a lot of dyeberries so that the silver in his tongue doesn't show. He is also very good at fishing, a more recent skill of his. Also very good at judging people.
Weapons/Equipment: He owns some rather fine clothing and boots, along with a good fishing rod and a respectable axe with which he built himself a cottage. Not much more than that.
Occupation: Was a top diplomat, now just a fisherman living out his retirement. Will rejoin the game, though.
Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): Not yet!
Bio(Optional): Tarvos was a diplomat in his prime, and did a lot of work for one of the higher noble houses in Maeryn. After a few years working, he started to get discouraged when he noticed how the peasants starved and the nobles only got fatter and fatter. After a failed attempt to try to make things even slightly better, he withdrew to a small fishing town to live out the rest of his days and find someone who can aid him in changing the system. He may just have found him.
This does look fun! But apparently you guys are starting already. Think I can hop on the wagon before it takes off?