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"Oh dear..." The nun you followed here has a rather worried expression on her face. You can't really blame her. The Guild Hall you were brought to was said to be somewhat busy but rather calm considering these were mercenaries, but once you entered you were practically thrown right back out by the overpowering chorus of boisterous men shouting at each other while chairs flew through the air and crashed against some poor fool's back. The fight all around you is spreading by the second, and those caught at the edges desperately fight against the tide while a few patrons scurry back and forth to try and find some way out of this madness.
"ENOOOUUUGH!" The yell that broke through the raucous nearly made your head split open, but once you recover enough to look around you notice everyone else clutching their head and most likely sharing the same migraine. "What's going on?!" The voice that still bellows belongs to a rather plain looking woman wearing some rather nice looking clothes. Had she not been standing on a table at the end of the Hall you may not have ever noticed her over the height of everyone else.
"I just brought some friends over for a drink..."
"Then they started touching me!"
"I couldn't help it! She's a hot little piece of-"
"Don't you dare call my friend that, asshole!"
"Shut it, bitch!"
The small battle started in earnest once more, and as it quickly grew to the massive free-for-all you found earlier you can't help but notice the woman in the back looking like she was about to kill somebody. When an errant chair flies through a nearby window you can quite literally see her snap before she takes a deep breath and yells, "SILENCE!!!" The headache you felt before would be considered a dull ache compared to the agony you feel now, but when you open your mouth to let out a scream you find your voice completely gone. The pain dies down, and as you look around you notice a bunch of other people surprised that they can't talk, either.
"I don't care who the hell you are, this is not some bar you can just come in and wreck whenever you feel like!" With the standing woman the only one with a voice everyone is forced to pay attention. "This is MY hall, for the explicit use of MY troops while they wait for MY orders! This is MY property, and anyone involved in the destruction of MY property better get the hell out of here! Now!" A few people open their moves to offer their silent arguments, but when the woman punches the wall behind her and leaves a sizable dent those same people decide it was best to simply close their mouths and walk out while they still could.
Once the majority of the people have left the woman rubs her temple a bit. "Mona, Claire." Two of the women you saw looking for an escape over in a corner shuffle over quickly and stand at attention. Now that you can see them a little better you notice that they're both twins. "You two take care of repairs." The both salute in perfect harmony and dash off to stand next to the window that now lay in pieces. "Jackson!" A rather lanky fellow steps out from seemingly nowhere. "I want the names of the idiots responsible for this mess." He salutes as well and disappears before you even notice he's gone. Without anything else on her mind she takes a quick survey of the destruction before turning around to enter one of the unseen back rooms. Just before she rounds a corner you see and hear her snap her fingers, and the moment she does the twins begin chanting to each other while shards of glass start to glow and hover in the air.
"I... I..." The nun seems to be stumbling for something to say. "I-I'm sure she's just having a bad day! ...I hope..." She seems rather hesitant to step forward, but she eventually leads you to what you guess is the woman's office. She takes a moment to compose herself before the closed door, and once she feels prepared she very carefully and quietly knocks three times. "Miss Roberta?"
"Come in." Her mood doesn't sound like it's changed much, but the nun opens the door and quickly shuffles in. She practically drags you in with her, and once inside you find the office to be rather Spartan in taste. The sister doesn't do much more than stand there playing with her hands while she tries to build up some courage, and once Roberta sees this she starts to soften a bit. "Contract for the Church, I understand. Thank you, Sister Catharine." Catharine quickly nods her head in thanks before turning around to hurry home.
"Please have a seat." Now that the two of you are alone Roberta closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. After letting out a long sigh she reopens them to look at you. Only at you. Her stare seems to bore right into your soul, and you can almost swear she's looking right through you. "So, tell me about yourself and why you're here."
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"ENOOOUUUGH!" The yell that broke through the raucous nearly made your head split open, but once you recover enough to look around you notice everyone else clutching their head and most likely sharing the same migraine. "What's going on?!" The voice that still bellows belongs to a rather plain looking woman wearing some rather nice looking clothes. Had she not been standing on a table at the end of the Hall you may not have ever noticed her over the height of everyone else.
"I just brought some friends over for a drink..."
"Then they started touching me!"
"I couldn't help it! She's a hot little piece of-"
"Don't you dare call my friend that, asshole!"
"Shut it, bitch!"
The small battle started in earnest once more, and as it quickly grew to the massive free-for-all you found earlier you can't help but notice the woman in the back looking like she was about to kill somebody. When an errant chair flies through a nearby window you can quite literally see her snap before she takes a deep breath and yells, "SILENCE!!!" The headache you felt before would be considered a dull ache compared to the agony you feel now, but when you open your mouth to let out a scream you find your voice completely gone. The pain dies down, and as you look around you notice a bunch of other people surprised that they can't talk, either.
"I don't care who the hell you are, this is not some bar you can just come in and wreck whenever you feel like!" With the standing woman the only one with a voice everyone is forced to pay attention. "This is MY hall, for the explicit use of MY troops while they wait for MY orders! This is MY property, and anyone involved in the destruction of MY property better get the hell out of here! Now!" A few people open their moves to offer their silent arguments, but when the woman punches the wall behind her and leaves a sizable dent those same people decide it was best to simply close their mouths and walk out while they still could.
Once the majority of the people have left the woman rubs her temple a bit. "Mona, Claire." Two of the women you saw looking for an escape over in a corner shuffle over quickly and stand at attention. Now that you can see them a little better you notice that they're both twins. "You two take care of repairs." The both salute in perfect harmony and dash off to stand next to the window that now lay in pieces. "Jackson!" A rather lanky fellow steps out from seemingly nowhere. "I want the names of the idiots responsible for this mess." He salutes as well and disappears before you even notice he's gone. Without anything else on her mind she takes a quick survey of the destruction before turning around to enter one of the unseen back rooms. Just before she rounds a corner you see and hear her snap her fingers, and the moment she does the twins begin chanting to each other while shards of glass start to glow and hover in the air.
"I... I..." The nun seems to be stumbling for something to say. "I-I'm sure she's just having a bad day! ...I hope..." She seems rather hesitant to step forward, but she eventually leads you to what you guess is the woman's office. She takes a moment to compose herself before the closed door, and once she feels prepared she very carefully and quietly knocks three times. "Miss Roberta?"
"Come in." Her mood doesn't sound like it's changed much, but the nun opens the door and quickly shuffles in. She practically drags you in with her, and once inside you find the office to be rather Spartan in taste. The sister doesn't do much more than stand there playing with her hands while she tries to build up some courage, and once Roberta sees this she starts to soften a bit. "Contract for the Church, I understand. Thank you, Sister Catharine." Catharine quickly nods her head in thanks before turning around to hurry home.
"Please have a seat." Now that the two of you are alone Roberta closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. After letting out a long sigh she reopens them to look at you. Only at you. Her stare seems to bore right into your soul, and you can almost swear she's looking right through you. "So, tell me about yourself and why you're here."
((Please include your character sheet.))