--Flame
"Do I know things? Alastair, honey, you barged in screaming bloody murder because we started an army and we were told to disband or get prosecuted. On top of that this is not a guard, this is what you'd probably call a mercenary army. Experience from the past tells me that this is the best time to refuse to provide names." This was the end of the conversation, for as far as she was concerned, and with a deep curtsey and a polite "Captain Williams" she made that clear.
She shook her head while Aggnes plucked the pins of her chest. "I'm keeping the fancy hat," she muttered, while protecting it with one hand. "And as per our agreement, this will go back where it came from," she said while she gestured towards the heavy bag of gold that she was still carrying with her.
Turning around she saw Bob giving her a hesitating look, as if he was unsure what to do. "Oh go ahead," she yelled to him while her hands made a gesture to proceed. "You," she said pointing to one of the cloaked figures from her platoon, "Go help him. Make sure you burn the flag, the colour has been annoying me since it got up. Next time, we'll raise the black one with the Ornated Skull again. You three," while pointing to three other people, "go through the armoury tent and take what's ours. I'd hate to have to buy new swords, they already blunt way too easily with all your sparring."
Bending over to grab a good hand full of mud she turned around one last time. "Oi, baron!" With a keen aim she managed to land some of the mud in his neck, and most on his expensive robe. "Next time someone makes you a compliment, at least do them the honour of acknowledging them. Us commoners are not that far below you, in the end we were all born naked and we will all die alone." And with those words she left the to help her men break down the camp.
((OOC. Permission to godmod Bob was given. And since I cannot make my character throw mud IG, nor snowballs for it isn't the season, the mud will be only in RP. All in good fun of course.
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She shook her head while Aggnes plucked the pins of her chest. "I'm keeping the fancy hat," she muttered, while protecting it with one hand. "And as per our agreement, this will go back where it came from," she said while she gestured towards the heavy bag of gold that she was still carrying with her.
Turning around she saw Bob giving her a hesitating look, as if he was unsure what to do. "Oh go ahead," she yelled to him while her hands made a gesture to proceed. "You," she said pointing to one of the cloaked figures from her platoon, "Go help him. Make sure you burn the flag, the colour has been annoying me since it got up. Next time, we'll raise the black one with the Ornated Skull again. You three," while pointing to three other people, "go through the armoury tent and take what's ours. I'd hate to have to buy new swords, they already blunt way too easily with all your sparring."
Bending over to grab a good hand full of mud she turned around one last time. "Oi, baron!" With a keen aim she managed to land some of the mud in his neck, and most on his expensive robe. "Next time someone makes you a compliment, at least do them the honour of acknowledging them. Us commoners are not that far below you, in the end we were all born naked and we will all die alone." And with those words she left the to help her men break down the camp.
((OOC. Permission to godmod Bob was given. And since I cannot make my character throw mud IG, nor snowballs for it isn't the season, the mud will be only in RP. All in good fun of course.

