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Prince Music Bringer
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Amalthea and Kleo head toward the town's outskirts, where two of the Flock are waiting. The flock are considerably smaller and more frail than the Chosen, so Amalthea is not particularly worried about them starting a physical confrontation. With two Chosen there, they should almost certainly be cowed enough to avoid a fight.
'I am Amalthea, Hunter of the Keepers. Do you come to learn the old ways? Or do you come seeking something else?'
The larger of the two flock begins to step forward, but the slimmer one puts a wing aside to stop him and then bows courteously.
'Greetings, Lady Amalthea. My name is Bryg, and this is my associate Stuvaxy. What we seek is not your teachings. Our lord has tasked us to retrieve a missing object of great sentimental value, and in pursuit of the lowly thief who stole it we have come to your lands.'
Stuvaxy seems somewhat tense and retless, but Bryg remains collected. Despite their differing demeanors, both exude an air of confidence. If nothing else, they certainly aren't afraid. She can also see, quite plainly, that the two carry weapons.
'Our search may take some time, and we will need to remain in the area until we either find our quarry or sign that he has left. We have decided to seek you out, that we may ask for permission to hunt wild game on your lands while we remain. It would be ... inconvenient, after all ... to enter into conflict with the Chosen.'
Kleo stands by, waiting patiently for Amalthea to speak. She needs to choose how to respond to the travelers.
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