He-he didn't t-tell me exactly what. B-but I heard there was s-something under the house. S-something that he wants. Toro's family has a treasure to it's n-name. We were just w-waiting for Frederickson to show up, that's why we hadn't left yet.
Kiko's already menacing demeanor became more intent. Her main source of income before meeting the Wolf was as a mercenary. Treasure hunters were an irritating lot to her, usually trying to hire mercs with promises instead of good solid cash.
This useless bunch just dropped even further in her eyes.
Eternity
“Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.”
Grayell tapped his lips and swung to look to Kiko with a sly smile.
What do you think sweetness? How should we shut these four up for a time? I can lock them up later but I'd hate to miss the arrival of the boss man. Maybe Toro has some idea....
Grayell looked to Kiko and smiled, though he was still smiling. His sword snapped out, it's purpose to drive the pommel into the man's temple. Should that not be an issue he would produce his cordage and see about restraining the 4 jackasses.
We need Toro in here... and we need to make sure these lads don't cause a problem when our guests show. I have to say, Mr Frederickson sounds delightfully dangerous.
Kiko 's mouth turned up. She nodded at the Wolf and took off to fetch Toro. She needed out of the house, and was more than happy to let him deal with the four louts inside. She did sort of regret that they had given in so very easily. But, this Frederickson could make up for their lack.
Kiko grabbed at Toro's collar. She wasn't diplomatic at the best of times and she was already irritated about this whole deal. She said five words, none of which helped to allay the man's apparent worry.
The Wolf needs you inside.
Eternity
“Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.”