Chapter 620: Finding trouble, then trouble finding trouble.
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Reima "Err, I'm great... How're you doing?"
Dandelion smiles, "I'm feeling fantasti-AHH!" He exclaims in shock as his eyes wander over Quelaag.
Reima notices this and gives him a hard look, "You mind not being rude to my date?" he asks.
Priscilla gives him a hard jab and Dandelion quickly composes himself after hearing Reima's words.
Dandelion "Oh-er, I am really sorry. I, just didn't expect to... See someone so beautiful!"
...
Quelaag "Please. I know my form scares some, I dislike your petty attempts to placate me more than your original reaction." she says, frowning with crossed arms.
Dandelion smiles sheepishly, "Well, I'll say it again to make it clear... I am truly sorry for my poor behavior."
Reima shakes his head and changes the subject, "I was expecting to see you bomb on stage Dandelion, shoulda known you knew how to play a crowd."
Dandelion "Of course! The audience is like a violent mob, play along and do what the majority want and you'll probably come out without injuries." he says.
Reima snorts, "Or in your case, with Ego intact?"
Dandelion nods, "That, but it wouldn't be the first time I've been jumped after not singing so well, or accidentally offending someone from the Eternal Fire by singing about Sorceresses."
Reima crosses his arms, "So, why'd you come and visit now? I doubt it's because you heard of our city, or it's slowly growing entertainment opportunities."
Dandelion "Well, to be honest, it was Priscilla here that had us coming to Kaer Morhen. It's not like I didn't want to come, I did, but I had a business to run an-"
Priscilla shakes her head, "What this fool is missing from his explanation was the almost imminent takeover of Novigrad by Redania, I wanted Geralt to talk some sense into him, maybe allowing us to move further south or someplace peaceful like Kovir."
Reima raises a brow, "So you two are together?"
Dandelion and Priscilla look at each other, both longer than necessary. "It's complicated." both parrot, giving each other glances when they hear the other.
Reima nods with a small chuckle, "I understand the feeling..."
Dandelion "Priscilla just doesn't understand Reima, my dream has always been to build something of my own, like a caberet or something similar. Beautiful, talented, women sometimes don't see the bigger picture." he says, drawing a glare from Quelaag and Priscilla.
Reima "Well, if your looking for someplace... Relatively peaceful, why not set up shop here? Zoltan said he's thinking of making a trade company to sell some of our goods at... Fair, prices. I'd be willing to help you out."
Dandelion shakes his head, "I couldn't ask for so much from you Reima, you may not know but I see myself as an uncle for you."
Reima "Well then, uncle, I want to give you your "dream" in this slowly growing city of ours."
Priscilla mimics Dandelion, "As much as it pains me, we can't accept something so great from a friend... Asking whoever rules this place for something like that would take a lot of effort and many favours."
Quelaag snorts and Reima widely grins, the bard duo looking at them with confusion.
Reima pulls out a coin and flicks it at them, Dandelion catching it. "You guys know the names of this city's currency?"
Priscilla nods, "The barman called it Sola and Remi?"
Reima "Yeah, it's based off of the rulers of the city, Solaire and me." he says, causing the duo to go bug eyed.
Dandelion "You created this place?" he asks in wonder.
Reima nods, "With a little help, for now it's still hidden from the world, but eventually everyone will know about it... I expect people to start immigrating here as soon as it's existence is common knowledge."
Dandelion "So... Reima... About that offer?" he says with a grin, the other three struggling not to laugh at his sudden change in attitude.
Suddenly the Comedy Clubs doors are slammed open and a few Prospects run in, they see the missing foreign duo and shout "There!" before all rushing over and pointing weapons at the two.
"You two! I told you to stay put, then you immediately leave and disobey my orders!" the Prospect leader shouts.
Dandelion and Priscilla holds their hands up in the air, scared at this sudden change in mood, if Sans were able to frown he would have, these people interrupting this fun night out of nowhere.
Reima stands and presses his index finger against the tip of the leaders blade, causing it to burst into particles as it's structure breaks down. The leader is about to shout at whoever had caused this but pales under his mask when he sees Reima standing there with an innocent smile.
Reima "Hey, Kulen... Having a good night?"
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Kulen "L-Lord Reima! My apologies!" he shouts, the other Prospects all dissipating their weapons when they recognise him.
Reima "You're lucky these two are friends of mine, what would you have done if they were spies? They'd have entered the library, stolen technology, possibly killed a civilian or some other egregious action, and it'd be your fault."
Kulen "But Lord, they said they personally knew Sir Geralt-"
Reima snorts, "Everyone from the far north to Baccalà knows tales of the White Wolf Geralt, you think they wouldn't use his name to infiltrate a place where he's known to stay?"
Kulen lowers his head, "Of course, my apologies for my ineptitude."
Reima smirks, "You better start taking your job seriously or I'll have to speak with Risryn."
The man's eyes bulge under his mask, "R-Risryn? Sir, surely you'd not be so cruel?"
Reima shrugs, "I don't know, if this happens a second time then I'd be forced to..."
Kulen straightens and salutes Reima, "It'll not happen again Lord!... We'll be on our way." he says, quickly leaving, presumably to do overtime.
Dandelion wipes some sweat from his brow, "You've got them on a tight leash don't you Reima? Though for a minute there I thought I'd be losing my head, they're awfully scary with those masks."
Reima "Well, unless you guys have got something else to do, why not give reparations to Sans for interrupting his Comedy Club?"
Sans walks up with his hands in his hoody, "Bud, that sounds like a swell idea, the crowd liked your pal earlier... Why not send him up again."
Dandelion "Ah, really?.. Maybe we should let some one else have a chance first?"
Sans everpresent grin seems to widen slightly, "Heh, it's that or I break a couple... Bones for the trouble." he says, though Reima isn't sure whether it's just a pun or if he's serious or not. Dandelion immediately accepts however, proving that the short skeleton can be intimidating when he wants to be.
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Reima "Err, I'm great... How're you doing?"
Dandelion smiles, "I'm feeling fantasti-AHH!" He exclaims in shock as his eyes wander over Quelaag.
Reima notices this and gives him a hard look, "You mind not being rude to my date?" he asks.
Priscilla gives him a hard jab and Dandelion quickly composes himself after hearing Reima's words.
Dandelion "Oh-er, I am really sorry. I, just didn't expect to... See someone so beautiful!"
...
Quelaag "Please. I know my form scares some, I dislike your petty attempts to placate me more than your original reaction." she says, frowning with crossed arms.
Dandelion smiles sheepishly, "Well, I'll say it again to make it clear... I am truly sorry for my poor behavior."
Reima shakes his head and changes the subject, "I was expecting to see you bomb on stage Dandelion, shoulda known you knew how to play a crowd."
Dandelion "Of course! The audience is like a violent mob, play along and do what the majority want and you'll probably come out without injuries." he says.
Reima snorts, "Or in your case, with Ego intact?"
Dandelion nods, "That, but it wouldn't be the first time I've been jumped after not singing so well, or accidentally offending someone from the Eternal Fire by singing about Sorceresses."
Reima crosses his arms, "So, why'd you come and visit now? I doubt it's because you heard of our city, or it's slowly growing entertainment opportunities."
Dandelion "Well, to be honest, it was Priscilla here that had us coming to Kaer Morhen. It's not like I didn't want to come, I did, but I had a business to run an-"
Priscilla shakes her head, "What this fool is missing from his explanation was the almost imminent takeover of Novigrad by Redania, I wanted Geralt to talk some sense into him, maybe allowing us to move further south or someplace peaceful like Kovir."
Reima raises a brow, "So you two are together?"
Dandelion and Priscilla look at each other, both longer than necessary. "It's complicated." both parrot, giving each other glances when they hear the other.
Reima nods with a small chuckle, "I understand the feeling..."
Dandelion "Priscilla just doesn't understand Reima, my dream has always been to build something of my own, like a caberet or something similar. Beautiful, talented, women sometimes don't see the bigger picture." he says, drawing a glare from Quelaag and Priscilla.
Reima "Well, if your looking for someplace... Relatively peaceful, why not set up shop here? Zoltan said he's thinking of making a trade company to sell some of our goods at... Fair, prices. I'd be willing to help you out."
Dandelion shakes his head, "I couldn't ask for so much from you Reima, you may not know but I see myself as an uncle for you."
Reima "Well then, uncle, I want to give you your "dream" in this slowly growing city of ours."
Priscilla mimics Dandelion, "As much as it pains me, we can't accept something so great from a friend... Asking whoever rules this place for something like that would take a lot of effort and many favours."
Quelaag snorts and Reima widely grins, the bard duo looking at them with confusion.
Reima pulls out a coin and flicks it at them, Dandelion catching it. "You guys know the names of this city's currency?"
Priscilla nods, "The barman called it Sola and Remi?"
Reima "Yeah, it's based off of the rulers of the city, Solaire and me." he says, causing the duo to go bug eyed.
Dandelion "You created this place?" he asks in wonder.
Reima nods, "With a little help, for now it's still hidden from the world, but eventually everyone will know about it... I expect people to start immigrating here as soon as it's existence is common knowledge."
Dandelion "So... Reima... About that offer?" he says with a grin, the other three struggling not to laugh at his sudden change in attitude.
Suddenly the Comedy Clubs doors are slammed open and a few Prospects run in, they see the missing foreign duo and shout "There!" before all rushing over and pointing weapons at the two.
"You two! I told you to stay put, then you immediately leave and disobey my orders!" the Prospect leader shouts.
Dandelion and Priscilla holds their hands up in the air, scared at this sudden change in mood, if Sans were able to frown he would have, these people interrupting this fun night out of nowhere.
Reima stands and presses his index finger against the tip of the leaders blade, causing it to burst into particles as it's structure breaks down. The leader is about to shout at whoever had caused this but pales under his mask when he sees Reima standing there with an innocent smile.
Reima "Hey, Kulen... Having a good night?"
...
Kulen "L-Lord Reima! My apologies!" he shouts, the other Prospects all dissipating their weapons when they recognise him.
Reima "You're lucky these two are friends of mine, what would you have done if they were spies? They'd have entered the library, stolen technology, possibly killed a civilian or some other egregious action, and it'd be your fault."
Kulen "But Lord, they said they personally knew Sir Geralt-"
Reima snorts, "Everyone from the far north to Baccalà knows tales of the White Wolf Geralt, you think they wouldn't use his name to infiltrate a place where he's known to stay?"
Kulen lowers his head, "Of course, my apologies for my ineptitude."
Reima smirks, "You better start taking your job seriously or I'll have to speak with Risryn."
The man's eyes bulge under his mask, "R-Risryn? Sir, surely you'd not be so cruel?"
Reima shrugs, "I don't know, if this happens a second time then I'd be forced to..."
Kulen straightens and salutes Reima, "It'll not happen again Lord!... We'll be on our way." he says, quickly leaving, presumably to do overtime.
Dandelion wipes some sweat from his brow, "You've got them on a tight leash don't you Reima? Though for a minute there I thought I'd be losing my head, they're awfully scary with those masks."
Reima "Well, unless you guys have got something else to do, why not give reparations to Sans for interrupting his Comedy Club?"
Sans walks up with his hands in his hoody, "Bud, that sounds like a swell idea, the crowd liked your pal earlier... Why not send him up again."
Dandelion "Ah, really?.. Maybe we should let some one else have a chance first?"
Sans everpresent grin seems to widen slightly, "Heh, it's that or I break a couple... Bones for the trouble." he says, though Reima isn't sure whether it's just a pun or if he's serious or not. Dandelion immediately accepts however, proving that the short skeleton can be intimidating when he wants to be.
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Reima "Err, I'm great... How're you doing?"Dandelion smiles, "I'm feeling fantasti-AHH!" He exclaims in shock as his eyes wander over Quelaag.Reima notices this and gives him a hard look, "You mind not being rude to my date?" he asks.Priscilla gives him a hard jab and Dandelion quickly composes himself after hearing Reima's words.Dandelion "Oh-er, I am really sorry. I, just didn't expect to... See someone so beautiful!"...Quelaag "Please. I know my form scares some, I dislike your petty attempts to placate me more than your original reaction." she says, frowning with crossed arms.Dandelion smiles sheepishly, "Well, I'll say it again to make it clear... I am truly sorry for my poor behavior."Reima shakes his head and changes the subject, "I was expecting to see you bomb on stage Dandelion, shoulda known you knew how to play a crowd."Dandelion "Of course! The audience is like a violent mob, play along and do what the majority want and you'll probably come out without injuries." he says.Reima snorts, "Or in your case, with Ego intact?"Dandelion nods, "That, but it wouldn't be the first time I've been jumped after not singing so well, or accidentally offending someone from the Eternal Fire by singing about Sorceresses."Reima crosses his arms, "So, why'd you come and visit now? I doubt it's because you heard of our city, or it's slowly growing entertainment opportunities."Dandelion "Well, to be honest, it was Priscilla here that had us coming to Kaer Morhen. It's not like I didn't want to come, I did, but I had a business to run an-"Priscilla shakes her head, "What this fool is missing from his explanation was the almost imminent takeover of Novigrad by Redania, I wanted Geralt to talk some sense into him, maybe allowing us to move further south or someplace peaceful like Kovir."Reima raises a brow, "So you two are together?"Dandelion and Priscilla look at each other, both longer than necessary. "It's complicated." both parrot, giving each other glances when they hear the other.Reima nods with a small chuckle, "I understand the feeling..."Dandelion "Priscilla just doesn't understand Reima, my dream has always been to build something of my own, like a caberet or something similar. Beautiful, talented, women sometimes don't see the bigger picture." he says, drawing a glare from Quelaag and Priscilla.Reima "Well, if your looking for someplace... Relatively peaceful, why not set up shop here? Zoltan said he's thinking of making a trade company to sell some of our goods at... Fair, prices. I'd be willing to help you out."Dandelion shakes his head, "I couldn't ask for so much from you Reima, you may not know but I see myself as an uncle for you."Reima "Well then, uncle, I want to give you your "dream" in this slowly growing city of ours."Priscilla mimics Dandelion, "As much as it pains me, we can't accept something so great from a friend... Asking whoever rules this place for something like that would take a lot of effort and many favours."Quelaag snorts and Reima widely grins, the bard duo looking at them with confusion.Reima pulls out a coin and flicks it at them, Dandelion catching it. "You guys know the names of this city's currency?"Priscilla nods, "The barman called it Sola and Remi?"Reima "Yeah, it's based off of the rulers of the city, Solaire and me." he says, causing the duo to go bug eyed.Dandelion "You created this place?" he asks in wonder.Reima nods, "With a little help, for now it's still hidden from the world, but eventually everyone will know about it... I expect people to start immigrating here as soon as it's existence is common knowledge."Dandelion "So... Reima... About that offer?" he says with a grin, the other three struggling not to laugh at his sudden change in attitude.Suddenly the Comedy Clubs doors are slammed open and a few Prospects run in, they see the missing foreign duo and shout "There!" before all rushing over and pointing weapons at the two."You two! I told you to stay put, then you immediately leave and disobey my orders!" the Prospect leader shouts.Dandelion and Priscilla holds their hands up in the air, scared at this sudden change in mood, if Sans were able to frown he would have, these people interrupting this fun night out of nowhere.Reima stands and presses his index finger against the tip of the leaders blade, causing it to burst into particles as it's structure breaks down. The leader is about to shout at whoever had caused this but pales under his mask when he sees Reima standing there with an innocent smile.Reima "Hey, Kulen... Having a good night?"...Kulen "L-Lord Reima! My apologies!" he shouts, the other Prospects all dissipating their weapons when they recognise him.Reima "You're lucky these two are friends of mine, what would you have done if they were spies? They'd have entered the library, stolen technology, possibly killed a civilian or some other egregious action, and it'd be your fault."Kulen "But Lord, they said they personally knew Sir Geralt-"Reima snorts, "Everyone from the far north to Baccal knows tales of the White Wolf Geralt, you think they wouldn't use his name to infiltrate a place where he's known to stay?"Kulen lowers his head, "Of course, my apologies for my ineptitude."Reima smirks, "You better start taking your job seriously or I'll have to speak with Risryn."The man's eyes bulge under his mask, "R-Risryn? Sir, surely you'd not be so cruel?"Reima shrugs, "I don't know, if this happens a second time then I'd be forced to..."Kulen straightens and salutes Reima, "It'll not happen again Lord!... We'll be on our way." he says, quickly leaving, presumably to do overtime.Dandelion wipes some sweat from his brow, "You've got them on a tight leash don't you Reima? Though for a minute there I thought I'd be losing my head, they're awfully scary with those masks."Reima "Well, unless you guys have got something else to do, why not give reparations to Sans for interrupting his Comedy Club?"Sans walks up with his hands in his hoody, "Bud, that sounds like a swell idea, the crowd liked your pal earlier... Why not send him up again."Dandelion "Ah, really?.. Maybe we should let some one else have a chance first?"Sans everpresent grin seems to widen slightly, "Heh, it's that or I break a couple... Bones for the trouble." he says, though Reima isn't sure whether it's just a pun or if he's serious or not. Dandelion immediately accepts however, proving that the short skeleton can be intimidating when he wants to be.Please go toto read the latest chapters for free
