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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

Grimnir would triumph his right answer, and show a great smile once more, as he bows down three times to the so called crowd. "Thank you, thank you, I love you all equally"

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"One minute. Tick tock." The Trickster said, smiling and clapping for Grimnir.

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Deslan saw a huge furball rounding the corner. A giant bear charging towards him from the turn of the corner.

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"Is it really worth it?" Iver thought to himself as his time ran out. "Ok, i think, that my most concealed secret, is.... That i fell in love..... With Illmare" He said as his face turned red.
 
"Not so well done. That isn't your most concealed secret, but a secret nonetheless, so I'll give you another chance. What is your most concealed secret, Iver?"

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"I dont know what you are talking about, this was my most concealed secret" He replied to the trickster with paniced voice. What did the wanker talk about?
 
"Time is up. And it seems you're unwilling to talk, Iver. Your most concealed secret is..." He looked at the note, "Your alternate personality. Iver, here has a mental disorder which results in him having a split personality known as Vlad. That is his most concealed secret. Vlad is also a better version of him in every way possible." He allowed the group to digest Iver's diagnosis before waving his hand.

The scissors cut the rope and Iver and his chair dropped. The Dalishman fell into the pit and broke his ankle on impact. There was some hay down there but it didn't completely stop the fall. Iver was locked down there and the only way out of the hole, the entrance above was unable to be climbed, the walls too steep and without any areas to grab onto. "One down, eight to go." The Trickster said, devilishly smiling.

"So, Marco, what is the biggest lie you've told your friends?"

The Gondorian hesitated but realized he had to play along, "I-I, I told them that I was a peasant boy. That I didn't have any family. I lied. I ran away from home. I-my family was rich but I didn't want to live like them. My father beat me and said I was nothing cuz I couldn't understand to learn and write. So, I ran away when I was eleven and went to Pelargir."

"Bravo, but that isn't the whole story is it? Sorry, you missed out the part about how your dearly beloved mother loved you and begged you to stay, how she pleaded with you, how she told you that you were special, that you meant everything to her. Then you left. Caused her heart to break. Their marriage failed because of you. And your mother lives as a widow in the upper residencies of Minas Tirith, alone and with a little fortune that is trickling away because her son was a coward and a failure and a degenerate. Bye, bye, Marky." He waved his hand and Marco fell as well, landing next to Iver with a thud.

"And another one bites the dust. So, tell us, Ha'zi, why did your father sell you into slavery? What was the real reason for it?"

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Grimnir not shocked at Iver's double personality, knew that kid wasn't sane. He will show the Dalish Merchant what happens to the ones who dare to act "insanely" around the Dwarf, no matter what they say.
 
Iver gave the trickster a confused look. "What does mental disorder means?" He tried to ask when the rope was cut and he fell down the hole. As his ankle broke he said nothing, the pain didnt bother him at this point. "Where is Vlad?" he asked himself as marco fell down. "Are you ok?" he asked him.
 
"The real r-reason?" the boy stammered. Ha'zi was clearly upset about this topic but if he didn't answer correctly, what would happen to his friends?

"I, um," he goes over everything that had happened to him before being sent on to the slaver ship. The yelling, the drinking... the grief. His father always staying up later in the night,
looking, crying, at the only picture he had of Ha'zi's mother.

Finally, Ha'zi comes to an answer, "He b-blamed me for mother's death. That's the r-reason." The confession really hurt Ha'zi. His father was the only person left in his life after she was gone, the only person that cared for him. And Ha'zi ruined it, costing both of them their lives. A tear goes down Ha'zi's face as he confirms, "That's i-it, that's the answer." He gulps in pain and waits for the man's response. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
Deslan's metal hand was rotated downwards, revealing a hollow cylinder inside his wrist. Something clicked, and a huge bang led the dozens of pellets blow the bear's snout to shreds. The chainsawrd was already rumbling.
 
Cardiloc grumbled at the trickster, his wit enraged the dunlending yet he had a trick of his own up his sleeve. He looked down at his arm and checked if he could bite it while the mans attention was on Ha'Zi.
 
"And why did he blame you for your mother's death?" The Trickster goaded Ha'zi. Cardiloc found that he couldn't bite his arm as he was tied down but he could bite his tongue, however, that could lead to all their deaths as they would all get crushed in the hole beneath.

Marco landed next to Iver with a thump. The man groaned and slowly got up, moving to the edge of the hole in order to avoid any other falling friends. He shied away from Iver.

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The bear fell over mid-charge and crumpled up into a ball of fur, mewling in pain. Deslan watched as the bear slowly began to change, becoming smaller and less hairy until there was a man in its place. Or at least, what looked like the body of a man, a bit young and lean. The head was cracked open and the skull a mash of brains and pellets. Did he just kill a shapeshifter?

Down the same passage another sound, a bear howl then another bear came around the corner, bigger and nastier looking than the first. It's eyes met the body of the dead man then looked upon Deslan.

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Iver followed marco. "I need to ask you something, am i really crazy? You saw Vlad, when we went to get our supplies from the beach. You saw him..... Right?"
 
Deslan knew of the Beornings, but he never expected them to be suicidal in nature. When the next cave bear arrived, he expected it to understand diplomacy... just a little.
''This, in legal terms, is self-defense. Now, you guys are already few and far between, so you don't go berserk (Deslan smiled in his mind) and I don't have to hurt anyone else. Deal?'' Deslan still pointed the hand cannon at the bear.
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"Well, it's because she encouraged my hunting. She used to be one herself, taught me everything I know about hunting. It fascinated me, so I went there day after day." Ha'zi explains. He takes a second to remember, then continues, "I was always told to stay away from certain animals, some could carry certain diseases. Yet.. I didn't really care. I thought there was... there was no way I could be harmed there. 'It's only a game.'"
He shakes his head, more tears coming down. "Well, one day, I noticed this.. rash.. on my arms. It was small at first, so I didn't take much notice to it. But.. my mom.. the more I came back from hunting, the more I noticed she seemed.. different. A bit.. off. Later, that rash spread all along my arm. And my mum... she got it worse than I d-did. It went a-across he-her entire body." Ha'zi stops. He can't continue. The memory... it's... just too painful for him. But, he has to. Or his friends could die. So, with his voice on the edge of collapsing into sobbing he finishes, "Because... because of my hunting, she got sick. I... k-killed.. my mum. There. Th-there-e's your a-answer." He hangs his head down in to his chest so the others can't see his tears.
 
"No. I don't know who Vlad is. I assumed you were talking to yourself or somefin'. Anyway, fack off. I don't wanna talk." Marco said to Iver.

After Ha'zi's heartfelt confession the Trickster spoke, "Aww don't cry little buddy. It'll be okay. Well, not really. I mean you killed your mother when you were twelve and you started the apocalypse at the age of fifteen. I do not wanna know what you'll do when you're fully matured. Release the Darkness?" He shivered for a second, "Keep on crying, the tears won't make a difference. Now to Cardiloc," he turned to the Dunlending after one of his mistress, woman-waiters handed him another note from the pile, "Who among these nine people do you hate the most and why?"

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The bear shifted back into a man and he stood up, a towering hairy man drapes in brown wool and tattered loincloths.
"You-You slew my little brother. You must be brought before the clan to answer for this." The man said visibly crying as he walked over to the corpse of the dead man.

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Dimitri felt some degree of pity for Ha'zi. He carried a great burden on his shoulders that would only grow by the day. He hoped that it would be lifted from his shoulders one day, for no man should carry such a thing unwillingly.
 
"You fucking cunt." He spat in the Tricksters face, after watching what he did to Ha'zi. "Out of everyone here I hate you the most, asshole." The Dunlending roared to The Trickster, refusing to give in to his game.
 
"I prefer the term cock." The Trickster flicked his hand and Cardiloc fell into the pit, landing on the hay.

He turned to Sigeric, "Now then, since he failed to answer it, I hope you do. Who among these nine people do you hate the most and why?"

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