few men have virtue to withstand the highest bidder
WHO: Slagar, Toad
WHERE: The Park
WHEN: Backdated a long ways, because Grimm is fail.
WARNINGS: Brainwashy.
SUMMARY: Slagar steals Toad for himself, workerwise.
FORMAT: Stuff
He stood leaned up against a tree, the patterned silk hood fluttering in a slight breeze. He'd rather hoped it wouldn't take this much effort to pull the idiot amphibian over to his side, but it wasn't particularly difficult to acquire money enough to replace what he would have to spend just then. A few sweet words, a few suggestions, and people simply adored lavishing their riches upon him.
He'd made sure to see to it that nobody had remained in his vicinity--who would want witnesses to a business transaction such as this, after all?--and was enjoying the silence, such as it was.
Days like this, he could almost remember what it was like to be back in Mossflower.
The thought of his postponed revenge came calling again, and Slagar's hand curled into a furious fist. The hood fluttered a little faster with him breathing rapidly, furiously. But, no--calm. He had plans enough to wreak new vengeance on those who had spoiled the first.
Slagar breathed, and waited.
WHERE: The Park
WHEN: Backdated a long ways, because Grimm is fail.
WARNINGS: Brainwashy.
SUMMARY: Slagar steals Toad for himself, workerwise.
FORMAT: Stuff
He stood leaned up against a tree, the patterned silk hood fluttering in a slight breeze. He'd rather hoped it wouldn't take this much effort to pull the idiot amphibian over to his side, but it wasn't particularly difficult to acquire money enough to replace what he would have to spend just then. A few sweet words, a few suggestions, and people simply adored lavishing their riches upon him.
He'd made sure to see to it that nobody had remained in his vicinity--who would want witnesses to a business transaction such as this, after all?--and was enjoying the silence, such as it was.
Days like this, he could almost remember what it was like to be back in Mossflower.
The thought of his postponed revenge came calling again, and Slagar's hand curled into a furious fist. The hood fluttered a little faster with him breathing rapidly, furiously. But, no--calm. He had plans enough to wreak new vengeance on those who had spoiled the first.
Slagar breathed, and waited.