Arabian Swindler

It took time for the ‘donations’ to be sent where they needed to be, as well for the ship to have more repairs and ammo refilled. But after the short vacation did the Innovation left the Isles and travel straight to the Holds.

It honestly didn’t take that long, as they avoided much by being in higher altitude and came to where the Seer advise them to be at. And when they did reach in? A radio call from Felix came in.

Almost out of the blue, Dejen had to wonder why the guy was calling him now of all times and picked up the radio to hear the robot out, and got the most interesting bit of news he could of ever gotten. “Hey Dejen, you still around the holds?” Almost making the striped want to blink at the fact they were outside said place for two weeks. “Because if you are, you should head to the Capital. The King just asked me to send you an invite for a celebratory party with honors to your Clan about showing Maltar’s base of operations and sticking around to even fight and take him down.”

“Well, we were about to head right over there.” Replied Dejen. A part of him muse if he should get a custom suit made for this celebration.

“Good to know, I’ll let him know.” Felix seemed happy to hear. “If you can, try wearing your best. Doesn't have to be anything too fancy, and armor works too. Just remember that they won’t be allowing weapons into the party much, there are going to be some important people there.”

“So keep Lucky hidden, got it.” Said Dejen In An amused tone. He figured he should wear a Arabian silk robe. He did got one from Ramada after all. Although he wanted to see how he dressed in a tuxedo.

While he played this all in his mind, Dejen heard Felix cut the line and now that he thought it over? He did have other’s to also add to his list. The King extended the invitation to his clan as a whole-- and it would no doubt be a good chance to let them have some more time to enjoy something maybe a bit fancy.

That is to say… if it wasn’t nobility fancy. Scrunching his face, he realized he had no idea what this party would be like. He needed an expert and a local to possibly give him a clue. Myun immediately came to mind.

Activating the comms, Dejen Spoke. “hey Myun? Mind coming to the Bridge? Oh and everyone? Were invited to a fancy party in the capital of the holds.”

He was sure he had their attention to that, and made them all wonder. Though as he waited, he found a good plenty coming up to the bridge, no doubt curious. Myun even had an odd look on her face and asked, “we’re heading to the capital for some party?”

“Well, more like we’re being invited to the captial for a celebration, see Felix radio in that we got an invite from the King with honor to the Clan for helping on showing where Maltar was at, but even killing him.” explain Dejen as he saw Myun eyes slowly getting wider as Dejen admit. “And I figure to ask Myun on how these ‘celebrations’ go, since..well...this is a first for me in the Holds and better to be knoweldable on what to do when we arrived.”

Taking a moment to blink and regain her bland composure, Myun told, “Wear your best gear, and take your best weapon.” Surprising him to an extent, since Felix said not to breing a weapon. “Any of us that use a weapon, we need to bring the best of that one weapon. If we can, get better.”

Johari, vastly curious, felt the need to ask, “I thought that a event like this would call for no weapons?”

Shaking her head, Myn told, “for most people. But this is a clan, and Dejen is the head of it. He needs to show his position and his role.” Adding on to Dejen in particular, “minotaur’s know their steel. If they see your weapon made of Honor Steel? It’s going to get attention and respect from most warrior nobility. Same goes for the rest of us for our better gear and weapons, as it shows our duel sideeded wealth and skill.”

Humming a bit as he took that in, Dejen however asked. “So, does that mean I will have to wear the mithral armor? Because I would prefer to wear my robes-- or at the very least a nice tuxedo if possible.”

“Seriously? I think wearing the armor is a good idea, show them how high your position is.” Gem told as Dejen reminded.

“I would rather not be seen with too much attention, especially with very rare armor, Gem.”

Shaking her head, Myun told, “the King is going to be wearing armor. All his top warriors, will be in armor. His favored nobles, might be in armor.” Slightly punctuating this. “Mythril is rare, but it’s light. It shows again, your position in the clan.” She pushed on, “I’m not sure about arabia. But in the Holds, a celebration is done in a more traditional style of kinship and warriors sharing their battles.”

Tatsu gave a nod some and agreed to this. “Much of the Holds is seeped in our traditions and ways of life. Minotaurs are a hardy people, and speaking of their exploited and enjoying a good story, is just as valuable as making a deal in business. As you are telling them of an event that others could also speak of and confirm.”

“Battles won, deeds done and demons killed all go into worth.” Myun nodded. “Getting honors by Kitsune Clans, Herno Clans or even Opnehu can also relate to your worth and value. It’s about how important you are as a person to the people. Since most nobility in the Holds have more belief in action and witnesses to action.”

While a few were surprised by this, even musing over on what to wear, Mercy thought and soon asked to Myun. “Dejen mention the Clan...does that mean all of us will have to come?” going on to say. “Because, some of us might need to stay on the ship, in case someone sneak in and either try to steal it, or take something from it.”

“I’m sure most of the changelings here could do that.” told Susumu as he reminded. “They are able to sense emotions, able to detect most.” then hum a bit as he remark to Dejen. “But if Dejen-dono is seen by various species, even us Kitsune and Herno, would indicate that he is a very important person.”

Nodding, Myun told, “you should bring who you can in.” Thinking on it to add, “Hirue is a risk, but she should be fine as long as she doesn't channel magic.”

“Is the king aware of whitemanes?” Johari questioned the D-dog. Though Myun only gave an uncertain shrug of her shoulders, the greyhound seeming to have no idea if he did or understood the relevance.

Debt glance back as he spoke. “If most of us are coming, then we should consider if Mercy should be in disguise or not,” going on to tell as he kept his hands on the wheel. “If her form is revealed, it should give many indicate on the Clan-head stance with them, but it could also make him a bigger target by the hunters, or anyone else within the nobility.”

Looking to him, Myun told, “if we want Humili to be sectioned off like the Boss wants? We have to be fully open to the King.” But admitted, “it has risks, there will be hunter’s there. But as long as we act as security? It should let her pass.”

Tatsu told, “being Konochi, I can act as Mercy-sans guardian. If there is any foul play, I will be there for her protection. Minotaurs understand the roles we Kitsune play, even more so for those we are contracted under. I and Susumu-san can be well armed to carry out our tasks of protection.” Then added to Debt, “Debt-san will also have a pass on more heavy arms, as he is Dejen-dono’s bodyguard and enforcer.”

“I am his honor-guard.” reminded Debt, as he told. “Thus I will be close to his person at all times.”

Gem snort in amusement, as she glance to some of the other's as she asked to Rah-Rah. “What about you and Karth? You two are coming to the party?” glancing to see the dragon didn’t bother to come up with them as she added. “Or is he going to stay in the forge on the ship?”

With a slight laugh, Rah-Rah said with an odd off-smile, “well… it might be better he doesn't go. Karth is still sore about some… nobility around here being critics over his work. And the ship could still use more work, so I think I’ll stay here too. And keep him from getting in a shouting match.”

“Might be safer, since that ego of his could ruin everything.” agreed Mercy in a amuse tone as she glance to hear Port adding in.

“I’ll be staying on the ship too, I’m not much into parties, especially since technically I’m a contract hired pilot.”

Dejen nod and glance to Galdan as he asked. “What about you and your group? Think you want to come along to be security, but see if you can talk with some hunters as well?”

Galdan gave a snort and said, “oh, I’m coming alright.” Adding along towards Mercy, “an elite assassin at your side is nice, but I want extra security measures if there are hunters. They’ll target Mercy for being a Queen alone. And like I said, I got regs to follow and her protection is paramount.” Making his stance clear.

Nodding, Myun said, “probably for the best. A minor show of force would show that you have some warrior strength behind you. There will be other warriors, mostly from other nobility. But only so many.”

Johari thought about it and added, “I’ll attend.” Adding on, “and I’m sure that the twins and Najat will too. I have a feeling Sumari’s prediction might have something to do with this. If there’s a lot of warriors here? Najat’s helper might be there. And since this is the kings castle? The Twin’s ‘enlightenment’ is also there.”

Dejen nod to this, as he glance to Hayami as he asked. “What about you? Want to come along and see the sights of a fancy party?”

Thinking some, Hayami smiled and gave a nod, looking half ecstatic at the idea. Though Tatsu proposed, “Johari-san? Perhaps you should keep her near, so she doesn't embarrass us with her… excitement.” Causing the golden kitsune to pout at the kunoichi warrior.

“Be honest, you would get so excited you ask more questions than needed for anyone.” said Mercy as Gem laugh as she told.

“Like the time you made Karth annoyed with your constant questions!” it made a few chuckle, as they heard the dragon nearly shout by the end of a hour of Hayami non-stop questioning as Dejen soon asked to Myun.

“So beside wearing armor, having my best weapon-- what other things do I need to know? Edicate wise or what the nobility will try to sniff out from me?”

Myun thought on it and told, “plenty of food. Unrestricted language. Lot’s of loud noise. Plenty of egos being measured. Showing off weapons and their background.” Then added, “and try not to bet too often.” Making him almost perk. “A few may do a hand or two of bloody hoof. Nobility of the Holds aren't like others. They’re more straight forward.”

Mercy glance to Dejen as she said. “I know that look Dejen,” making the striped gave an innocent expression as Mercy eyes furrow at him. “Don’t play dumb, we all know that you’ll try to gamble with the nobility and get them to give you things.” raising a hoof she told. “So don’t gamble.”

“Mercy, I’m hurt that you think like that.” started Dejen as he place a hand on his chest. “I would never gamble too much if theres a lot of people to talk with, and try to learn on if they could be good to work with later on.”

“Clan-head, the best way for you to ‘learn’ is by playing poker, or in this case, bloody hoof.” Debt stated as he glanced back. “Its best if you limit yourself on gambling at all, especially in a very important event.”

“For the best.” Agreed Tatsu. “This is a rare opportunity to meet with those of high standing, and gain approval. Perhaps open the gates for better jobs and bounties with their express permission.” Adding on rather blankly, “we have yet to have official documents this ship is allowed to travel their skies.” Reminding them all they were still technically illegal immigrants.

Giving a despair groan, Dejen let out an irritated breath as he told. “Fine, I’ll try to control myself with gambling...But I will want at least a game or two if theres time.”

Windy giggled a bit, as she soon thought and asked. “Master, when is the celebration going to be?”

Dejen shrug as he said. “Felix didn’t tell me that, so I’ll assuming I know when I reach the captail and gain the invitation.”

Myun soon told, “invitations are given a week in advance. Since most nobility that have to attend can be held up or have something going on.” Giving him an idea that this was recent and they had time to fly there, dock and prepare.

Chuckling, Dejen soon said as he leaned forward. “Well, looks like we’ll be getting our armor all nice and clean up for when we arrive there. Maybe look around the capital and see the sights.”

“And limit your gambling.” added Mercy as Dejen let a breath out as he said.

“And limit my gambling…” feeling a bit irritated, as much as Mercy could easily tell he didn’t like not enjoying his addiction, but it was for the best, especially if they wanted to make good impressions. He glance to Myun as he asked. “Anything else I should know about this whole party thing?”

She considered it, and told, “drinking.” Pointedly telling, “lots of drinking.” Pushing further, “might have dragon brew. Minotaurs are heavy drinkers.”

“....Great.” dryly said Dejen as he placed a hand on his forehead. “I don’t know if I should be concern on my braincells...or worry that if I don’t drink it’ll be disrespectful to them.”

“Well, you always did say that you’ll drink sooner or later.” teased Gem as Dejen told.

“I rather I didn’t-- but something tells me I might not have a choice.”

Tatsu shook her head and told, “the warning is that there will simply be many a stiff drink. But they do have other drinks, specifically for any Herno that may attend.” Myun giving a solemn nod at this. Dejen wondered why, until Mercy recalled why.

“Oh right, Hernos don’t hold liquor well and no one wants drunk herno warriors to beat everyone up.” spoke up Mercy in recollection as it made a few hum and nod their heads.

“We should probably get started on what we should bring.” spoke Debt as he turn his head to ask. “Myun, do you know where the capital is? None of us really been there before.”

She gave a nod and began to walk up to Debt, ready to give directions. Tatsu gave a bow and took her leave, no doubt to prep herself. And so did many others. Johari seemed to go into thought and let out a breath. “It looks like I’ll have to scrounge up something at least presentable for myself and Tibia.” Then made a face, “and… Asha…”

Rah-rah paused and asked, “what’s with that tone?”

“Asha doesn't like to wear much.” Johari told, “she’s going to toss a fit if I try putting anything on her.”

“Need to ask the Twins to help?” asked Dejen. “I would offer--but I prefer to not feel the bite of a Lioness anytime soon.”

Johari lifted a brow and reminded, “you realize those two also don’t like to wear much also, correct?” Making him pause and realize that Johri had a point…. “I’ll see what I can do.” She told while leaving. Rah-Rah shaking her head and waving as she also left.

Dejen wave back, leaning as he noticed Mercy was gone, and Windy left, presumably the two mares were finding what they could wear to look ‘presentable’ as the Striped mused on what else he should have. He doubts he could get Choo-Choo in, and it's a no go with the rest of his things. AT best? He could sneak in his hidden blades, at the very least in case if someone jump at him in an intent to kill…

Another part of him wonder if anyone from Arabia would show up, but he doubt it. Mostly since it was an Iron Hold thing, and as far as he was aware? It was going to be just that. He mused if he could at the very least, take his deck with him.

He did want to see on what he could do with his deck if he could gamble.

With the direction of Myun, they arrived at the capital of the Iron Holds. And suffice to say Dejen was surprised by it. It was a lot bigger than he assumed of the capitol, large stone walls surrounding the city, with large structures all over it. It was the definition of a fortress city really. Big, impending, huge maze-like city and a large castle looking like it was meant to be more like a impendriable military installation.

With of course, lots of cannons.

Dejen wonder if Minotuars had a cannon-fetish with how much they were packing. Then again, with the ‘Fleet barrage’ with Myun own words of ‘raining cannon fire’ was rather literal really.

The Innovation landed in the docks, passing through clearance on the fact they were invited by the King himself, and allowing them to look around the city-- but to also be ready. Although more than once, a few of them gotten lost by chance with how big and maze like the city was.

But it did allow Rah-Rah and Karth to work nonstop on the ship while they all waited until the party came.

Although while they waited? Dejen began heading to the market, walking with Debt as he was feeling in the mood to buy something. He nearly stumble as he saw a familiar lion as he soon call out with a wide grin. “Razul!”

The lion paused while going over a crate, and glanced to say, “Dejen, yet again you surprise me.” Paw being taken off the crate as he spoke, “I’m sorry to say I don’t have any wears today. My stock was just traded out and I’m working on a special deal.” Then asked, “still, seeing you here is a surprise. You must be moving up in the world to be in the Capital of the Holds of all places.”

Laughing, Dejen said. “You can say that.” then assured. “And its alright, I’m sure I can get your goods another time.” then soon asked with a light grin. “But how have you been doing? I haven’t seen you at all for the last month or two, I hope buisness been doing you well, my friend.”

Smiling, Razul told, “it’s been steady, but not ideal.” Going on to add with a huff, “some months back, some miscreants stole my ship while I was docked. I was stuck trying to find a way to either get it back or get a new one-- before it unexpectedly showed up some weeks later.” then snorted, “half the stock went spoil and it had cost me a good amount of money. I’m still trying to work off the slight debt for bad goods-- the supplier wasn’t as understanding about joy-riding thieves.”

“That's a shame Razul.” said Dejen with a shake of his head...and soon recall a ship that was in Humilit that look similar to Razul and soon let out an irritated sonrt. “But I think I know who did it. I recall your ship heading to Humiliti and I thought it was yours,” shaking his head as he said. “Sadly there's nothing I can do to get back at those thieves.” then soon move to his bag as he told. “But, as a good business partner, let me help you Razul. Its the least I can do for you're troubles.”

Paw up, Razul told, “that’s kind of you, but please, save it for my wears.” Smiling on, “with your luck, you’ll no doubt come across me during my travels. And I can handle a small bit of debt, my current stock I’ll be receiving will prove a fix on that.” Patting the crate to tell, “minotaur grade steel. I’m planning to make a far-out business trip where it’s not as common to get a bit more profit. It should pay off debt and leave extra for myself.”

Grinning, Dejen nod in understanding as he put his bag away. “Well, I hope your ventures pay off large amount of profit, Razul.” he raise a brow as he asked. “Which reminds me, I hope you didn’t had much trouble in Arabia? I hope that my...reputation of me backing you made them reconsider heavily on bothering you.”

Shaking his head, Razul said with a slight smile, “been too busy in the Holds, my friend. Even more after that whole fiasco with my ship vanishing off.”

“Understandable.” said Dejen as he gave a grin to him. “Well, I shouldn’t hold you up, you got a lot to do in gaining profit Razul, I hope you’ll get rewarded.” he however ask in curiosity. “Where are you off heading too? From the sounds of it you’ll be traveling farther than you’ll be, Razul.”

Snortting, Razul told, “Arabia, possibly the Repeblic if I feel bold enough.” Making Dejen take a moment to pause and think on that.

“The Repulbic? As in the Tideland Republic?” spoke the Striped as he asked. “Isn’t there a blockade of pirates that roam around those seas?”

Shaking his head, Razul told, “less of a blockade and more along the lines of a swarm. I may contract a mercenary ship for safe passage, or just simply avoid the trouble by going to Arabia.” Proceeding to tell, “Arabia is a danger, that is a given. But it’s nearly preferred when compared to the vast open seas where there is no law enforcement to protect you from anyone out there.”

Nodding, Dejen understand that, as he said. “A shame I can’t help you get to Republic, my ship would’ve easily gotten you there. But I have business to attend to here, Razul.” He shook his head as he went on. “But nevertheless, I hope you do well, Razul. May you earn riches beyond your dreams my friend.”

He gave a nod to this-- only to turn away and spoke, “well, it looks like my new stock is on it’s way. I should get to work now.” Chucking, “no rest for the weary.” moving along to give a very pleasant greeting to the large group of goats with the supposed stocks.

Dejen chuckle, walking off as he remark to Debt. “It was good catching up to him. Its rare to find good buisness partners like him.”

Debt visibly nod, as the gnoll followed the Striped, as he soon asked. “Are we going to keep looking around?”

“Just a bit longer...then head back. Since Razul is right,” looking back to Debt with a wide grin on his face. “Who knows with my luck, we might see him again and he might have something I’m interested in.” turning ihs head back as the Striped chuckled, wondering on what fate and luck will be in store for him yet with Razul, or even more with the party that will happen very soon?

Dejen let out a low breath, feeling a mixture of nervousness and anxiety, mostly in due part of not just him walking towards the castle, but his entire Clan as well. It was one thing for him with just Debt, it's another for his family coming with... Mercy glance up, seeing the Stripe in his mithral armor as Lucky hand rest on his waist in its holster. The undisguised Queen roll her eyes in her dark green dress as she told. “Relax Dejen, I can feel your unsettled emotions. You’re acting like this isn’t your first fancy party.”

“It’s one thing to be in a fancy party in Arabia.” started the Striped as he relaxed a bit as he focuses on the discussion. “It’s another with being in a fancy party where not only will I need to hope that the King grant my request, but try to pick who is an ally and who is a potential threat.”

“You’ve done that before, Master.” reminded Windy, as she wore a simple dress, but pretty herself up as did Mercy as the pegasus went on. “Just imagine that things will go your way even if it doesn’t.”

Dejen chuckle as he joked. “So like usual, huh?”

“Relax sir,” spoke Debt, walking behind him in his own suit of mithral and holding his halberd as he went on. “You are with your Clan, and the Clan supports you all the way.”

Susumu remain silent, as he walked in his common medical cloth, but made sure to add a few key details, mostly having a small set of cloth with the ‘Clan symbol’ around his waist. Susumu knew the risks, in revealing his allegiance to Dejen, but he also knew that the Striped earned his loyalty.

Gem chuckled as she wore her own set of mithral, but had her grenade launcher on her back, and grenades around her waist and body as she said to Dejen. “Relax Dejen, things are going to be fine, especially with that luck of yours.” Going on to add. “Just remain coy, grinning, and just act like everything is under control.”

Mist comment as she was in uniform, walking with the other former hunters. “Bullshit as usual.”

Dejen shook his head, glancing to some of the other's, seeing Asha in minor cloth wrappings, with beaded-like assortment, Johari having more ‘robes’ on her with similar, if not vastly different, bead assortment. Tibia having something akin to her mom, with Bakari wearing a Isle’s style clothing set that’s light like Asha, with Bina wearing something similar. Hirue having clothes and beads very similar to Asha as Dejen look to the rest of the hunters, all armored up and ready.

Najat wore an upgrade of her Herno kimono, or at least from what Dejen could see.

While Hayami was in a more ‘respectable’ clothing, even if they’re more reveling and with Tatsu close to Mercy side as she gone full assortment to hide identify and have her clan symbol in place on her sash. Myun in her new armor set and new bow with her. And Farin was with, with a new set of clothes she was able to gain to fit her needs, nothing too fancy to look at. Dejen stop before the large doors as he soon took in a breath, and said with a grin to the group.

“Lets go make a lasting impression.” turning as he heard Debt spoke lightly.

“All the way, Clan-head.” the doors opening up wide to allow the group to walk in, revealing a large ballroom with minotaurs as far as the eye can see.

Or, Ballroom was the closest comparison Dejen could make from the room size alone. With long tables filled with foods and drinks, accommodating many that attended. They had to check with a minotaur guard and soldiers stationed by the door, and after a look over, they seemed to let them pass. Granted, they all got looks.

The amount of those in armor were staggering, it looked more like some large gathering of warriors rather than nobility. Dejen only spotted a few with normal noble cloths. Though as he glanced about, he also spotted a very scant few Herno or Kitsune-- both of which would be next to some Noble or Warrior.

As he made his way through the crowds, drawing attention all the while, he was a little surprised to see minotaurs partting. Not before him, but ahead of him. Many moved and gave bows or respectful salutes, and once they parted, Dejen saw why. If he thought Maltar was large, this minotaur was a mountain, standing at a good 9 feet in height and had horns that could've added to that height. Armor board, strong and gilded with golden trim.

He was brought out of his slight shock when he heard, “Dejen, you made it!” And glanced down to find Felix, Miko and that crimson knight. The only one seeming to be in lesser dress being both Felix and Miko.

Turning to them, Dejen made a slight grin as he told. “Of course we made it Felix!” chuckling as he kept true to his ‘be calm and be normal’ approach as he added to Miko. “Glad to see you actually decided to come, instead of finding some buried artifact or something.” then glance to the crimson knight as he comment. “And you must be the famed favored knight himself!”

Nodding, the knight crossed his arms and said, “Name’s Vass.” then motioned his head up, “and this is King Derous.” Again, getting all eyes to turn up to the mountain of a minotaur. “He wanted to meet you in person.”

From the tight look in his eyes, Dejen had a feeling he was under very serious scrutiny. And after a very long look over him, his clan and then Mercy, did the large minotaur rumble, “so… you’re the one that found out about Maltar’s operation and took his head?” Large beefy arms crossing as he leaned over the group a bit. “What was your stake in all of this?”

“Well King Derous,” started Dejen he told. “My stake, and my Clan stake, was in hopes that we would be granted a boon by your grace, your majesty.”

There was a slight snort of breath as he asked, “my grace for a boon?” Seeming to become a bit amused. “And what would that be, and from someone that’s clearly from Arabia, little man?”

Ignoring he didn’t call me a Striped. thought Dejen as he resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he answered. “A boon that would make a town up in the north, sanctified by your word and law. A town called Humiliti, to be untouched by Changeling hunters, nobles, and to an extent, foriegn policies, King Derous.”

Those eyes narrowed again, and the King asked, “and you think I’d be willing to do that for someone that’s been traveling my lands, without any sort of approval by my own border control?” Making a few in the group feel worry. In Dejen’s case, have a moment of aw shit. Even more as the large minotaur scrutinized on. “And allow changelings I know nothing about, into my land, just because you took the head of a small thorn in my side?”

He leaned down, a jet of air brushing over the gamblers face as both held eye contact. Dejen held his facade best he could, and tried to give no tells of being nervous. After a long stand and tense moment, The King barked out, “you have balls, Arabian!” Then stood high with a smirk. “I like a man that knows when to make a good gamble.”

Dejen couldn’t help but grin as he told. “Well I am known to be a gambler.”

Chuckling, Derous told, “so I was told.” And bent down some to pat a large hand on Felix’s head. “Small Felix told me all about your exploits. And while it is annoying you’re not here lawfully? I think I can allow it to slide this time.” Going on, “you did get rid of a very annoying thorn that was Maltar.” Snorting, “may he rot in the pits of tartarus.”

Miko chuckled and added to Mercy, “an’ don’t worry about the hive, love. We talked it over, he’s already gave the okay. Knew about the place and was just leaving it because it had Opnehu around. Big guy doesn't seem to mind if a hive’s around as long it’s not causing trouble.”

“No offense Miko,” started Mercy in a annoyed tone. “But you couldn’t tell us that before that tense moment?”

Smirking at her, the King told, “what’s life without a little risk to gamble on?”

Dejen couldn’t help but laugh as he look to the King and asked. “Speaking of gamble, want to try bloody hoof?”

He felt a hard kick with a hoof as Mercy hiss out. “Dejen!”

Glancing down he said. “What? The guy speaking my language!”

Chuckling, the King looked down to Felix and Miko while saying, “looks like he lost one gamble.” Getting a look from Dejen and Mercy. “He married too good of woman to keep him straight.” Getting a few laughs from the three near him.

Dejen shook his head, as he wasn’t going to bother on correcting the King. Mostly since he could use that as a means to keep unknown Kitsunes away if they were sent to seduce him. He look to the King and soon asked. “So, was that a yes on Bloody hoof? Because I never gotten to play with royalty before.”

The King only smirked, “good to know, I don’t get any new players to try my hand at.” And roared out nearly over the many voices, “GET US A DRINK!” And motioned, “come, I have a table we can use.” And looked around, “and a few to gather no doubt.”

Vass gave a look to Dejen and said, “hope you don’t have too much to lose.”

Miko gave a snicker and told, “I think the King might actually have a match for once.” Making Vass give her a look.

Dejen only grin as he told to Vass. “Theres a reason why I’m a very good gambler, Crimson Knight.” already moving to follow the King, with both Debt and Windy moving to follow the Striped as he motioned a hand for the other's to go and spread out.

Mercy shook her head, knowing that nothing was going to stop Dejen with gambling, as she said. “Lets just hope that Striped doesn’t get too out of control.”

“With him, anything possible.” said Gem with a shake of her own head.

When the group spread out a bit, each were talking to their respective discussion, With Mercy talking a few nobilities with Tatsu close by, some of the hunters talking to the Iron Hold hunters on a few things. And sometimes a few nobilty try to pry a bit on one of the crew.

However some were watching the match of Dejen, the King, and other players as it seem to start off decent. But yet as a hour later pass with the stakes rising higher?

It was just Dejen and the King still at the table, with the minotaur having five mugs of heavy drinks and not even looking tipsy. Debt stood behind the striped, with Windy settled by Dejen side as the Striped was on constant edge. A grin showing on his face as this was one of the few rare times he ever had a challenge like this, bluffing, examining, keeping his shows hidden and a battle of wits-- oh Dejen knew a good gambler when he saw one.

And the King probably knew Dejen was just as good as he was.

Both suffering wins and losses to the other, their pot going up and down with the passage of time as they remain out of a table of ten as they look to the other as when the time came?

Both showed their hands and both have the same cards, ending in a draw.

Dejen look from the hand and up to the King as he gave a sastfied and wide grin. “So, play again when I come over?” already feeling excited to play with the King of the Iron Holds.

Snorting and taking his now sixth mug of beer, the King chugged it down like a champ. Dejen was still marveling at how big the King’s mugs were to everyone else, and was sure Debt would even be drunk by this point. When it came down, the King told, “we most definitely will, with higher stakes!” Then snapped a figure to a servant to tell, “cut the pot, this one’s earned half!”

Chuckling, Dejen put his cards down as the servant began cutting the pot, pushing each side as Dejen move to take his earnings as he grin to the King. “I might make it a regular visit in gambling against you, Derous. You might be one of the few people who I have to use my A game on.” moving the money into his bag.

Large arms crossed with the biggest of smirkes, servants came to take the earnings off as King Derous told, “good. I won’t feel guilty when I actually put more effort into the next game.”

“Careful Derous, it sounds like you want a rematch!”

“Maybe I do.” Pressed the King as he leaned on the table. If it wasn’t for the fact they were in such a calm setting? The tall Minotaur would of seemed a bit intimidating. “But as much as I do, I do have other’s to meet.” Snorting as he did. “And forwards warnings on those visits. A Kingdome doesn’t rule itself.”

“I’ll be sure to give you forward messages.” assured Dejen as he move off his seat as he sigh. “And you are right, there are other's I have to meet too.” rolling his eyes as he said. “The struggles of us who lead other's, am I right Derous? All work and no time to play a card game.”

There was an amused bark at that and the King said, “not enough at all.” And stood up, mug in hand. “Enjoy the night. And expect someone to give you something official for traveling. I might call on your services.” Then turned away to keep going. Dejen had a feeling that Felix had a hand in getting the King on his good side.

Heh, another one for the helpful ‘infobroker’. thought Dejen in amusement, as he began to walk off with Debt and Windy by his side, the Striped figure to start talking to a few nobles, get a idea on how they rule their lands...and maybe stir afew things up to learn on whats going on in the political game.

It was odd, doing this whole thing again, delving into politics and using word play with all the politeness and subterfy. It made him felt he was back in Arabia…

Just without any knowing his actual rep.

Something tell him he was going to have a good time here.

After a while, Dejen was noted by Debt that a few of their group were starting to head off, as Dejen was surprised they were heading off soon, but figure Najat didn’t want to wait any longer. So he and his group left the ballroom as to meet up with those leaving, being Najat, the Twins, Miko, who was a surprised for some, and Tatsu to head out with Vass as Dejen grin to those leaving as he said. “Well, look at you all. All about to head off on you own adventures.”

“Should we expect a mailcard from you guys in a few months?”

Looks were given and Bina admitted, “maybe. We’re going to be doing a lot of traveling around and we won’t be able to send letter that often.”

Miko put her hands on both shoulders and told, “don’t worry Cap’. I know my way around the back here, I’ll get a messenger bird or two get a letter to that town you like to rest ya head at.” Then flicked her nose with a thumb. “Since Najat told Vass all about this Deman women? I think he’s got the King’s backing to find this Ashani girl and get her head on straight-- he’s not thrilled on a Demon marked bein’ around, but the idea to have someone that could thrash demons easily? He’s taking the risk.”

Chuckling Dejen nodded to this. He look to the Twins as he recall the first time he met them, both in a sea and carried by his changelings. “Take care of yourselves you rascals.” then joked. “And make sure to keep close to big sister Tatsu.”

Bakari rolled his eyes and said, “I think ya got that backwards.” Getting a swat from the women.

Tatsu shook her head and walked up to bow before Dejen and the crew, telling, “it has been an honor, Dejen-dono. When we return, I will be sure to carry out the rest of my life-debt.”

It made a few smile, knowing that they would be a few less on the ship. Asha in particular padded her way up and looked at both teens, smiling as she moved up to nuzzle each. Something they returned with hugs. When she backed, Asha told, “it’s about that time you have to leave, huh?” Chuckling as she said, “maybe that… accident was meant to happen. So I was a bit more ready.”

It got looks, but Asha smiled and told, “be careful, alright?” Getting smiles and nods from the two as she backed off. Hirue shifting as she came up to say her own goodby.

With a smile, she gave Bina a hug first, the two girls taking a moment to bask in the knowledge that things were clear between them. And almost shyly, she did the same with Bakari. It was while she pulled away, that Hirue shuffled… and rather fast, gave a quick peck to Bakari’s cheek before scampering off to Asha to hide.

Bakari going stock still in utter confusion, Mercy having trouble retaining her giggles at Bakari’s flustered state and Hirue’s sporadic emotions of her young infatuation. Bina rolled her eyes and had to half drag Bakari away, the tomcat still having a locked-up brain.

“Take care.” spoke Debt as he nodded to the two.

“Take care you lot!” told Gem with a wide grin.

“Be sure to send pictures if you can!” added Windy.

“And have fun remembering that Bakari!” teased Mercy.

Dejen merely grin as he watch them all leaving and soon shouted. “Remember, you only got one shot in life! So make it count!” Grinning a bit as he saw Bina waving and as they were heading out more, Dejen shook his head and said. “I already miss some of them…” then glance to Asha as he asked. “Need a moment?”

She stared off, Hirue by her side. With a shake of her head, Asha said, “I knew this day was coming. I’m just… soaking it in.” And it was almost odd, seeing Asha seem a bit more sadder.

Johari moved up and sat down to tell, “your cubs or not, you took them as yours. There’s no shame in feeling sad at their leaving. You did take care of them like your own, even if it was for a while.” Then smiled, “they’ll return. It’s like you said.”

“Hearts of Lions.” Asha chuckled with a nod. “They’ll be back.” Then looked on ahead, still watching them leave, the bright red armored knight leading them on like some bacon. “But if I think something is up and I feel something bad happened?”

“Then we’ll be there.” assured Dejen, placing a hand on the Lioness shoulder. “Even if they aren’t blood...they’re family, and Clan…” glancing down to grin a bit. “And we’ll be backing them in whatever mess they got themselves in.”

“Spoken like a true Striped.” Mercy said in amusement.

“Or rather, spoke like one.” joked Gem as Dejen gave an exasperated sigh.

“Ruining the moment, guys.”

Laughs and chuckles raised from that, and each began to file back inside steadily. Myun taking up her place as Mercy’s new bodygaurd. Dejen glanced to see Asha still in place, Hirue also there to watch the group get further and further. Looking out, he could still see that odd knight’s red armor even in the slowly dimming light.

Felix vouched for the guy. Dejen felt he could trust him well enough.

AFter the party and gaining a voucher in the form of legal papers to travel though the Holds as once the party ended and some good sleep came in? Did they left the capital, they started to head to that down ship, cutting it down for extra parts and with the help of Karth? They took a week worth of removing it to have extra materials for Rah-Rah, Gem and him to work for in resupplying.

After that?

It was bounty hunting. Which was the tricky part as they had to search around for their targets. Although Hayami proved to be a surprisingly valuable asset in their bounty hunting job, as her alternate form has the sense of an actual animal. Allowing her to track nearly as effectively as Tatsu. Her physical power was also is much greater, making her a near effective ‘war hound’ in some defentiations.

Not that anyone would say that outloud, since it would be utterly insulting.

But if Dejen had one sentence to describe Hayami form? A mobile flamethrower and near-psychic to tell people what she sees soundlessly. Granted she had other abilities, but her tailed form was the most used ability and it was a powerful one.

Nearly two weeks passed during all of it, as Dejen consider a few options to take after some bounty rewards, part of him consider to head to Hirue old village, just to get those ships into new materials, even see if they could take anything that were useful.

But much to Karth annoyance, as well as some of the other's? There wasn’t any hints of Tyra...but Karth told that was to be expected. She was very good at hiding, and good at keeping herself hidden...But it was a matter of time. This he knew for certain.

So plans were made. The ship moved from their last position to a port town and landed, mostly to just refuel and make any checks Rah-Rah wanted to go over before heading out far north-west. Similarly, Dejen went out to see if there was anything worthwhile in the small port town, Debt and Myun by his side.

For the most part, the place was just some small fishing place and trading outpost. There wasn’t much in the way of walls or defenses-- but with so many incoming and outgoing ships? He could tell trying to attack this place was just stupid. There were at least 30 different cannons hanging over head.

Minotaurs and their big cannons.

Dejen shook his head as he remark to the two. “We should probably see if Razul came by here. Knowing him he’ll probably have something good.”

“Perhaps.” spoke Debt, as he glanced around as he added. “But I doubt he’s here, Clan-head.” already knowing that any chances the lion might be here was few and between.

Dejen let out a sigh. “Yeah, you’re probably right.” then glance to Myun as he said. “You know, you didn’t have to come with.” then joked with a grin. “Unless you just wanted some quality time with your gnoll?”

“Just wanted out.” Myun said rather simply. Really she didn’t mind being in the ship, but getting out and about was just something she wanted to do a bit more. Being with her gnoll was also a nice bonus, admittedly.

As they walked on, seeing if there was anything interesting, they heard a rushing of feet. Myun gave a look back and saw a griffioness rushing out from a bar and half stalling at the road. Then rushed back through the doors of the bar. The archer was curious, then watched that grifoness rush out again. This time with friends.

One, a minotaur, took out a paper and looked it over and said, “it’s him alright.” And began to march forwards to follow them, each one having their arms ready.

Myun looked forwards and said, “trouble.”

Dejen sighed as he nodded. Already hearing them as they weren’t subtle as he told. “Just be ready if things go south.” He soon turn around as he look to the rag-tag group as he gave a smile and asked. “Gentlemen! What can I do for you?”

The Minotaur snort as he told. “How about you come with us willing,” then took up the paper to reveal Dejen old bounty. “Death’s Gambler.”

Really? Ugh I thought that was removed by Ijo! thought Dejen as he soon breath in and clapped his hands as he said. “Sorry to inform you guys, but that bounty is old, and obsolete. So, really there’s no reason for you to get me,” going on to say. “And last I check, we’re in the Holds. Not Arabia. So really there's no need for you to do anything.”

“You probably came here illegally.” told the d-dog as Dejen gave a mock gasp.

“Why I never!” moving a hand in his robe, all of them tense-- or mostly all except for a Herno as Dejen pull out some papers. “As you can see, these are my immigration papers! I’m here legally.”

Faces were made, and the horse told, “Imigration or not, we have our job from a Sultan, and he gave us special authority that carries over here.” Stomping a hoof down. “Either comply, or we will take you down.” And while they had a standoff, the Herno gave a long groan, stretching a bit in place.

It drew a look or two from both sides. It made the cat paused and ask, “what?”

With a snort, the Minotaur said, “nothing.” And said, “well, Death Gambler, what’ll it be?”

Putting his papers back in his robe, Dejen look to them and asked. “One question. Which Sultan is it that asked for me?” (done)

“Can’t tell you.” Told the horse, “he knows better than to give a name to you.” Reaching for a book to get it open, “should we take your answer as a no?”

Offhandedly, the Herno asked blandly, “can’t you just say yes so we can save the drama for later?”

“Heres my answer.” told Dejen as he glance to Debt, who in turn breath in and let out a large gout of fire before the five as Dejen turn to ran as he shouted. “Cheese it!” Debt quickly turn to run with Dejen as did Myun as the griffon shouted.

“What the bloody talons!?”

“After them!” shouted the minotaur as they move around the bits of fire to give chase.

The Striped quickly activate his walky and told. “Guys, we may need to leave now, apparently bounty hunters are after me!”

“Wha, when?!” started Mercy.

“No time, get the ship prepped!” reaching into his robes to toss smoke bombs behind them, as the Striped was glad he took Tatsu advice on having these on himself for escaping.

They all made a tight turn, planning to lose the group in the smoke. But as they did so and continued to run, they nearly halted to see that herno from before in the way. Half loafing in place as if he had been waiting and once seeing them? Slid into a near lazy stance.

Myun was the first to flip bow, knock arrow and fire ahead at him. Dejen wasn’t sure how to feel when the cat flicked a arm up and caused the arrow to get deflected from the air by hand, spinning to the side harmlessly.

He took out a flashbang and toss it before the cat as Dejen turn with the two to quickly turn a different direction. Hearing it go off as the Striped thought. Okay that should give us time to flee. thought Dejen as he wasn’t sure how the cat got there ahead of them, but he put it up with ‘Herno being extra faster’ training. Dejen hoped that they would be able to escape. He knew how hard it was to lose a Herno off their trail.

He worked with them after all!

The next road they took and were running down, the Herno landed before them from off a rooftop-- again in their way as Debt breath in and let out a fireball to the Herno as the cat didn’t seem to move while the fire overtook him. When the fire ended, the tomcat seemed fine. It cause their minds to boggle, but Dejen threw some throwing knives at the cat as well as some smoke bombs to quickly move away in a different path, the Herno ducking under and half sliding and spinning to get closer before standing up again.

As soon as the smoke bombs went off, they lost sight for only a second before he leaped out of said smoke-- very close to them as Dejen cursed. “Damn you Hernos!”

He jumped back, Debt moved in to hit the herno hard, but the little guy was slippery like all the rest. Using the heavy weapon to carry him and get to the side. “Language.” The herno chided in a very light tiskingtone, ducking under a swing from Myun. He continued the dance, slipping through and around the three. “Miss. Miss. Miss. Missed again.” He told iddily.

“Go Clan-Head, we’ll hold him off!” told Debt as Dejen said while evading the cat.

“Are you crazy, you know what Hernos can do!”

“No debate, go!” insist the gnoll as he breath in and spat out flames to the cat as Dejen told while he quickly moved.

“You two better get your ass back to the ship!”

Myun blinked and whipped her head around, after the fire’s end and it’s passing, only showing the herno vanished. “Just go, Boss!” Told the greyhound, putting her back to Debt as they searched out the cat. Dejen snorting as he tossed smoke bombs down and booked it through some other route.

His plan was simply to take enough random roads to just loose track of these stupid bounty hunters and be done with it. He had enough trouble as is. And even as the fighting rang in his ears, he didn’t stop, even if worried. As he made the next turn, he felt himself choke as he ran into something neck-high, making him flip partally and fall hard on his back.

While he coughed, he saw the Herno there, arm out and having clotheslined him. Crouching down, the Herno remarked, “you know… you could just save yourself the bruises and give up.”

“Yeah well...I don’t do so good with people chasing after old bounties.” then subtly move to grip Lucky handle as he told. “Nothing personal, but I got my own business to do.” then raise an arm to stab his hidden blade into the Herno own arm, but the cat move to catch it rather effectively, which in turn gave Dejen an opening to aim the cat chest to fire with Lucky, as Dejen saw the Herno eyes widen some. It surprised him that the cat twists out of the way-- clipping him as cloth and something else get set flying-- more than enough time for Dejen to get up and run as fast as he could.

While he didn’t want to look back? Dejen did and saw the cat now recovered and seeming to be extra wary now. Instead of chasing him, the herno went another way. It made Dejen hesitate to keep running-- or stop and go the other way. The cat had cut him off not once or twice-- but three times. Who’s to say he wasn’t going to do another ambush?

The Striped put his guard up, with his awareness as he figure to go another way, mostly since he wanted to lose the cat first. He was the bigger problem for Dejen right now and he needed to get on his ship before the cat catch him. Although he was surprised of how the Herno knew of his weapon-- but chalked it up with him knowing what a flintlock was and assume Lucky was the same.

As he made another turn, Dejen thought he saw something and glanced to the side. There was nothing, but the shadow on the wall wasn’t right. He was nearly a second too late to turn and see the cat on the roof-- tracking him from on high. Dejen aimed and quickly fired-- the cat jumping and taking cover.

The striped took another way and now kept tabs on above. This cat was plenty smart, and after seeing a form bound over to another rooftop, Dejen knew he had an issue. The guy had the high ground and was using it both as cover and more easily navigate. He needed a opening-- or at least a clear shot to put him down.

Okay think, where can I go. the streets of this town reminded him of Arabia-- but there wasn’t much he could go like the cities. Keeping his awareness up, the Striped kept moving, but he kept his ears and eyes open for the cat. He saw a form moving again as Dejen aim, but the cat was fast.

Damn it, with all this cover, I can’t easily shoot him. I need a… then almost facepalm as he spun his gun around to activate the first charge as he moved, but kept ready to see where the Herno would move. He saw movement again as he aimed and fired, the magical shot blasting and going through the materials of the roof as Dejen didn’t wait on seeing if he hit the Herno. He needed to keep moving!

He spun his gun around again, just incase he missed the cat and needed to fire again.

He didn’t see anything, but right when he was about to turn, he saw something. And he didn’t hesitate to fire again. The cat moved, and no doubt ducked further away from where the shot. Dejen didn’t wait and ran out of the tight alleyways and booted it for the ship now in sight. He glanced back and saw the cat, though he didn’t pursue. Even less when Dejen got his gun ready.

They got the hint that being out of cover was not to his advantage, and knew better than to contest him out in the open. It almost made Dejen want to snort when the herno found cover again and hid from his sightlines. When he turned to keep going, he saw Myun and Debt with a few others, both a little roughed up-- Myun a bit more than Debt.

Coming close to them, Dejen ask with a bit of breath. “What happened?” Moving with them as Debt helped up Myun as the gnoll told.

“We encounter the mercs. Their dog tried to get close to Myun. I broke his arm.” Givng a glance back to outside the port as Debt asked. “Think it might be Dejeen?”

“Its likely.” snorted the Striped as he said. “Or it could be anyone. Whos to say at this point?” shaking his head as he asked to Myun. “Need to visit the doc?”

Shaking her head, Myun told, “just a bruise or two. I’ll be fine.” Then asked as she was helped onboard. “What happened to the Herno? We lost track of him after the fireball hit him.”

Holstering his gun, Dejen told. “He was after me. He almost caught me if Lucky didn’t caught him off guard...Chased after me on the rooftops though after finding out about my gun. But I managed to slip once he saw me out in the open.” then remark. “Kinda odd he knew about my gun-- but he probably knows how flintlock works...or at least, magical ones that fired more than once.”

“Its possible the Herno saw a potential danger and move. The other Najat mention Kitsune and Herno has similar training, and if sometihng is used as a weapon? Assume it’ll do harm.”

Shaking his head to this, Dejen was glad he was back on his ship as he asked. “Are we ready to leave?”

The ship moving was Dejen answer as the Striped look to the two and said. “Thanks and good job. Go on and enjoy some time off, get something for those bruises.” then told in amusement. “Maybe give each other some TLC for the other.”

Debt just stare and instead of answering, he moves his arms to Myun and carried her up in his grasp as he said to the diamond dog. “Clan-head orders.”

She rolled her eyes, but didn’t argue as he carried her off. Though while Dejen grinned, part of him felt a little concerned now. Walking along, he worked over what had just happened, and while the four mercenaries were clearly easily handled just enough by two of his clan? That Herno was a whole other story.

They only really attacked once-- to closeline him. There was something concerning to be said how effectively they went about the chase and took him on. The herno was being careful, and probably didn’t try to hold him down after that one ambush, because he was weary of what he could do. They even had the sense to keep to cover once they found out he had a gun that acted like a flintlock, and created his line of sight with the upmost of respect.

Something told Dejen if they met again? That cat wasn’t going to go as easy on him.

Sighing a bit, Dejen took out the used ammo and put in new bullets. Knowing that once again, Fate dealt him a bad hand with this cat. And he was going to need all the luck he can get to avoid getting captured like that. One thing was for sure, this probably isn’t going to be the last they’ll meet.