Let it be known that we, the paladins of the Circle, do hereby censure Cormac Windblossom for his unjust assault of innocent civilians, his wanton greed, and his cowardice in the defense of his companions. We name him pariah and will offer him neither trade nor succor until such time as he redeems his wicked acts.
"We cannot condone dis practice. Und we shan't pay for da 'ead of anuddah. If Cormac absolutely posed a problem to dis community dat need to be dealt wit, jou'd not be needed. If jour grievance wit 'im is personal? Joo are free to choose for jourself. But we will not support joo, und joo risk jourself havin da same fate. Consequence to every action."
Cormac cackles to himself. "More like martyr having dreams and following them is all I do! We shall long for the days of no justice and guidance from better than you paladins. I won't be the last; those who side amongst them remember this.
A time will come when you will need my aid and maybe then it will be me to turn you downs!"
Having said what he wanted he leaves the area to a melodic upbeat song coming from one of his many flute like instruments.
The gruff dwarf Taklinn appears around a corner in front of the Fae and stands to block his passage. with a low rumble in his voice he says "And Maybe one day yer fer hidin' with me in between you and yer enemies, only ta' find thin air where once a sheld was to protect ye. Or maybe yer fer bein' on the side facin me shield and axe. If yer fer threatening those that have protected ye in the past, and think to try to stab people in the back who will get me and me kin back to our Citadel, then yer in fer more of a fight than yer thinkin' lad. Keep it in mind afore ye do anything rash. Nothin's stoppin me and mine from reclaimin' whats ours."
With that he steps out of the way and allows the Fae to proceed if he chooses to.
Taken back at the dwarf before him Cormac decides to repond. "I have no quarrel with dwarves. Just as i have no quarrel with Seraphins or Demons. I had a place to call home once to and would like to return there. I'd rather not upset powers greater than me in case I may have to ask help or favor in the future. However a little coin in my hand I'll stand beside you dwarves to retake that citadel no matter what i face." A smile flashes on the faes face.
"Just remember we get back to Jastery I'm not for some bunch of Paladins trying to be the self appointed high and mighty. I'd dare to think you'd want them in dwarven affairs either if it didn't suite there pretty code.(The fae spits after speaking of their code) Till then just to show no ill will of my words to you have a drink on me tonight." The fae tosses Taklin a gold piece then proceeds amongst his way.
At the sound of Cormac flipping a gold coin to Taklinn, Glimmer flits rapidly from the woodline, slapping the coin out of the air before it reaches her husband. She shouts wildly at the fae in the language of her ancesors: "Titim gan eiri ort!" (May you fall without rising). The Fae continues her blustered rant. "You are a disgrace to the lines of blood we draw our pride from, Cormac. No Seelie is as greedy, and no Seelie is as vile. You wish to be a martyr? A martyr revered by whom; when your own race can't look upon you with anything but pity? Mark my words, Cormac Windblossom. The eyes of us are upon ye. You speak the words of Unseelie. May no court recognize you, and may the Wylde spit upon your Mound in disgust." At that, Glimmer turns, kisses Taklinn squarely on the mouth, and hiccups slightly before stuffing her cookies in her mouth to calm herself.
<Sobs> Overhearing the commotion perks up from her glittery mound... Right time someone noticed that naughty fae for what is true! Not nice words and greeds is all Blossom's mean self knows. <Still teary eyed from all the mean words Tashika scratches the fresh black streaks on her cheek and burros herself back in the glittery mound>
Flitting by, Raena held Alistair in her hand and prattled away to him about this matter and that one, and would have passed the commotion at the notices in her oblivious way, had she not heard the word "Unseelie". It jarred in her mind and made her spin around. She saw the female fae addressing the male in such a way as to imply that he belonged to her court. Making a nasty face, she hopped and skipped close, shaking her head at the retreating back of the Seelie boy. "He is not Unseelie, no, no, no. He doesn't play tricks in the right way, and he has no understanding for anythings. We aren't wanting him, so don't be pushing him off on us." She said, folding her arms under her chest and shaking her head one more time. She stuck her tongue out at his back. "Not even the Unseelie want you!" She added in a louder voice.
The fae had been passing by when she heard all of the fuss her curiosity got the better of her and after shifting her her smaller animal form before getting closer to investigate in hopes that a small penguin would get less noticed then a big fairy eavesdropping in. She came just in time to her the end of the Raena's rant towards a this seelie lady she had never saw before. Trying to piece together all that had just happened all she could gather was that this new seelie lady was trying to pass that thing, Cormac onto the unseelie. The very thought of it made her feathers ruffle up and temper flare up resulting in her letting out a very disgruntled squawk even if it risked blowing what she thought was a very cleverly planned cover.
Rune had been nearby when the argument started. Small flashes of blue light emit from under sections of steel and adamant plating the golem had been affixing to his stone body in preparation for the battle with the forces of Secronus. The golem, still unable to contain his inner thoughts, commented as the speaking continued: "The paladins seek to paint the fairy. Let others know of his poison. Akin to small frogs and insects that carry venom and toxins. For the greater good. Will stagnate progress of others, perhaps. Keep others from learning lessons themselves. Argument is a waste of time. Strife is a tool of Secronus. Need to..." a section of plate slams into stone and adheres there with a loud clang" ...refocus peers."
Taklinn seeing himself in the middle of a fae party, quickly looks for an errand to attend to. On his way out of the group, he overhears the Golem speaking and turns on him. "Peers? When did town get more walkin' statues? Cuz I see some people around and a machine talkin' about educatin' em. Ye made a bit of a point in that we shouldnt be infightin', so whoever built ye put a bit of sense in yer shell, but ye'd be hard-pressed ta' find a peer."
turning about and raising his voice for the group he says," What we need ta' worry about is gettin' back to our homes and restaking our claim. From what I hear, the Army was large and well organized. Findin' weaknesses to exploit or tryin' to get a gameplan should be whats concernin' us. The closer to Jastrey we get, the less cohesive we're becomin'. Ye'd think we would learn our lesson and try ta' figure out whats goin' on."
As the younger Fae squawks at the mention of Unseelie, Glimmer turns from Taklinn. "Problem, lass? His crimes against our Court are grave in nature. He can not be allowed to stand with us; nor do the Unseelie wish to have him. Now stop squawking about and eat your cookies." Glimmer flits to the girl and stuffs a handful of cookies into her face. "Cute outfit. Now eat." At that, Glimmer turns back to Taklinn and then looks on to Rune.
"Taklinn me love, ye know ye canna be interferin' in me affairs. He's gone against the Court. And you, Rune, they say. We shan't be leavin' not a mark on him. That was Festivia's favorite past time. He doesn't deserve such an honor. Let no Fae speak his name and let his mound be over run with smoke and flame."
"This one considers all to be it's peers. We fight together. Carry similar goals." The golem continues to place and bind plates to itself while talking to Taklinn. "This one has only met one other golem since it's creation." Rune then looked at Glimmer, "This one spoke in metaphor. Many dangerous creatures are brightly colored. The paladins seek to color him as a warning." The golem's lights scan the fae, noting the rainbow of colors on Glimmer. "Note:Glimmer is to be treated with respect. Possible harm could result in anything short" emits from the golem's thoughts."
Dalagorn looks to Rune and and Glimmer with anxious eyes "sooo dis means i can killz him or take his wings right?!" Licking his lips at the thought of the possibility of what fairy wings taste like "I mean you did say he has no honor and like an angoir with no honor the have their horns taken away so the same for fairyz right?"
Glimmer looks at the horned one speaking. "You. Unigori. We can be friends. But you can't kill and eat him. We police our own in the Fae courts. The same as the Unigori's do. Want some cookies and tea? We can be friends. I like to kill things too sometimes!" Glimmer giggles and holds a pouch of cookies out to the Angori.
Dalagorn cocks his head to the side looking suspiciously at the cookies "cook-kiesss" he says slowly feeling the letters and syllables bounce around in his mouth and tongue as if the word is completely foreign to him. He then reaches out and accept the offer. his eyes widen with excitement after he takes his first bite. "I LIKE COOK-KIESS" it without a second breath he gobbles the rest of the cookies down with a roaring chuckle following afterwards.
"If you want I have no problem with pest's" "i do enjoy the look in their eyes when all hope is gone" :D