Feldard glanced towards the desk and then gripped his axe and glowered at the young Radu. The boy thought a dwarfs allegiance could be bought! “Priest, muzzle this man lest I answer him with my axe next!”
Nicolai checked for traps etc on the box. He was also against joining the Veiled Society, although joining and gaining information which could be passed on to the Tribune or Duke would not be against his morals. For now, he was keeping silent. He found no traps on the box, and it appeared to be unlocked.
Maruc raised his eyebrow. “Gems? Jewels? How one can barter one’s loyalty for such transient trinkets.” He grinned.
“If we were the type of people to fall for such bribery, what pray in your opinion would stop us from rendering you unconscious, or worse, and just taking it? I don’t know what reality you are living in but its certainly not ours.” Maruc started to get angry. “We have just waded through over forty of your Veild brethren in less than a week. Even your assassins have failed to even mark us! You would slay us as soon as look at us! Work in the shadows and take what is yours? Oh very ethical! No my Radu friend. Even where you try to buy your freedom from us before the Tribune comes with the guard I would never follow a man such as you even if you barter your very soul to Halav Himself.”
“You need brave warriors you say? I wonder why? Perhaps your lust for power has beguiled you. You can wind up the peasants, but I can assure you if you think you can play their game they have been playing it alot longer than you. They have your society inflitrated with spies. They know your every move and lead you along as a man would lead his dog. You can’t even trust your own family!”
“Calm yourself Maruc, the chap was only trying his best to stay alive. He knows well who we are and what we are capable of.” Miklos turned to Antonito. “Sorry about my priestly comrade he is the master of the sermon. If would put down your sword and surrender to us we can put aside some impending ugliness.”
Antonito did not put down his sword. He gripped it firmly and nervously eyed the papers sitting upon the table.
The dwarf strode over towards the desk and pulled open drawers and such until he finds said box and he dumped it out on the desk. A small treasure trove of gemstones poured across the desk, atop the papers and onto the floor.
“This ought to make fine compensation to those wretched slaves we freed earlier. As for Lucia’s death, I doubt that it would be deemed even a start.
At the elf’s reply to Antonito, the dwarf nearly went red with rage. It wasn’t so much that she insulted all dwarves by her insinuation that he was ’stealing’ the gems for himself. But that she would consider the mans offer! “Oh his situation will change, alright. A hangmans noose can make quite the difference!”