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RtB - Ch. 1 page 08 (High Res) (Patreon)

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Robert Arctor

Yup. She's totally in charge, and he's thinking 'You had me at we'll take the job' :) I rather imagine the scene with the soldiers played out along these lines. [Guards: huddling. Hushed tones: speaking.] -Ah-hem. .[Boots: spinning. Knuckles on helmets: cracking.] Cap'n! Sir! -Anything to report, Guardsman Otto? .No sir! I mean, yessir! Definitely! -[Eyebrow: rising.] .Sitin's, sir! -[Long pause.] Sightings. .Yes sir! Sitin's, sir. And.. and noises! Very ominous, sir! -[Headache: building.] And who made these... sightings, Guardsman? .Well, uh... There 'e is! >Have yo-oomph! [Elbow to the ribs.] .'E sited 'em sitin's, sir! >My sister! Please, have you sight- seen my sister? .Weeell no, not as such lad, but she's bound to 'ave gone missin' on account o'those sitin's. >She is? .Why yes, they're notorious for that sorta nefarious business, them... warlocks, yeah. >Warlocks?!? [Blood: draining.] Please, captain! You must save my sister! -Now, wait a minute, son... >She doesn't have a minute! .'s right, mate. Ominous folk, them sitin's. Uh, warlocks. >OhmymakerElena! Elenaaah! [Agitation: exploding.] -Calm down, son, I'm sure it's just a big mis- >Fine! If you won't help, I'll find someone who will! [Runs off] -[Weariness: overwhelming.] This wouldn'thave anything to do with an eagerness on your part to investigate reports of half-naked women traipsing about the woods at night, would it, Guardsman Otto? .[Most poorly disguised gap-toothed grin in the history of law enforcement: wearing.] Not a thing, sir.