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 Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 1:22 pm
Achilles considered Penthesilea's words for a few moments - beat up a lazy soft brute and become consort to a Queen, father to a future princess and possible sons to train in his ways...and all he had to agree to was a rather small filter on his possible jobs. It seemed almost to good to be true. Almost.
And yet here it was staring him in the face, he gave her a wolfish grin "Those terms are..acceptable, is there anything in particular you would like said or done to your brother?" Perhaps she would like for him to loose and ear..or part of his tail..or just scarred up a bit.
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 1:41 pm
Raising a brow at that grin of his Penthesilea ignored his obvious pleasure at getting the good end of the bargain - at least in his mind it was. "Then we have a deal." She stated simply, officially agreeing to the exchange. "As for Tierehl...do what you wish with him. Maul him, scar him, make him lame, I care not. But he must live." Standing she gave her muscles a stretch and her fur a shake. "You may tell him this. 'That the enemy of my enemy is often considered my friend.' He should know what it means."
Turning she began to walk off, but looked back at him over her shoulder. "I shall leave it to you then. When it is done, come back to here." Padding forward she reached the edge of the clearing, coming to a stop she turned and addressed him one last time. "I hope you aren't too disappointed at the lack of challenge he will present you." A smile on her maw Penthesilea turned once more and disappeared into the trees.
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Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 10:10 am
Achilles remained silent as Penthesilea disappeared into the woods. He had a new job now which was surely better then the aimless wandering that he had been doing lately - and with a far better payout then he had managed to procure on his last outing as well.
Best not to delay any longer then and chuckling slightly to himself at the good fortune that had been thrown his way the mottled wolf headed south.
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