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  1. Just as Aria was the only one to elicit a rare smile from the kossith, Glerg was the only one to cause his twin to roll his eyes. If it had been that simple he would have done it already. "Do not underestimate saarebas." He warned. They more than most knew the real power of a mage. "We go to Precious." And that was the end of the discussion. At least on Urg's part, but he would wait and see what his brother did, they were not yet out of sight of the warehouse after all.
  2. It was times like this that he wished they had reliable mages aboard, but there was no such luck. Urg made a mental note to search for an all round mage who was neither windtalker, water weaver or healer. Someone, for instance, who could take down this barrier! Since they had no choice but to return to the ship Urg yanked at his brother's arm and pulled him away before he did any more damage to himself! "We'll get Precious, she is the only one who can deal with it now." Urg figured the Tallis would agree to a lower price in order to get the shield lowered, then she'd investigate and either find the mage who made the barrier or kill the dwarf for his treachery. Then again, when was it ever possible to predict Precious?
  3. Urg did not hesitate, he motioned for his brother to start pounding while he walked into the warehouse to find out why the little merchant had gone back on his word. There was more to this than a greedy and stubborn dwarf, he was sure of it. However, as he went to move past the dwarf Urg found himself thrown back by a magical barrier. The dwarf stood on the other side of it so Glerg would not be able to reach him either. After recovering his senses he looked back at the dwarf who was smirking. Since dwarves could not cast magic it meant he had done a deal with someone who could. The question was, did he pay the new price or go back to the ship empty handed?
  4. This particular port was good for one thing specifically and Ocean's Deceit was running low. Since the product came in large barrels and they only needed four of them it made sense for the kossith brothers to carry one each. Even one barrel was too heavy for one human to carry alone, but easy enough for Urg to carry two. When they arrived at the little warehouse on the northern dock there was a dwarven merchant ready with their product. Urg paid him with what was agreed but the dwarf refused to let them take the barrels without an extra ten sovereigns. Since it had been Precious herself who brokered the deal there was no way he was paying more than she had agreed. What he wanted to know before he started hurting people was why the dwarf was suddenly upping the price? "We've been paying this rate for months. Why are you changing the deal?" Urg all but growled. "It is what it is..." The dwarf replied, and he folded his arms across his barrel chest, clearly refusing to budge.
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    As Quartermaster he was responsible for the crewmen and so he often oversaw punishment if not inflicting it himself. Unlike his brother he could control himself and his strength, but it was still preferable to all to have another give the lashings rather than either kossith brother. Urg wanted to take Trinica aside and to give her some advice, it was his duty as quartermaster to do that, but everything this woman did seemed to piss Aria off and she was not seemingly trying to make that any better? "Have you ever been a rigger?" He asked. That was the agreed test between him and Aria and now it was time to see if she was worth keeping!
  6. If there was one thing about his brother that had always been good then it was how he was so faithful to Precious. Whether it was because her genitalia confused him so he ignored her femininity or because he simply respected her Glerg had always supported their friend and had followed her all over Thedas. It was this dedication Urg was reminded of now and it was enough to bring him out of his negative slump. "I have some supplies to get. Come?" It was not an order but an offer and he expected Glerg to follow him to accept the offer or go back to the ship to reject it. Urg left the tavern and headed towards the forest, going inland.
  7. Not being much of a talker, Urg drank and drank and drank, barely getting a buzz from all the ale, and watching his brother carefully. He knew how to get on his nerves and he was testing him to see how long he could put up with the silent silent treatment!
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    His mood was gradually getting better, but he feared it would not be enough to satisfy Aria. So the kossith shrugged and nodded at the ship, the bosun needed his attention. "Catch you later." He told her, but so he did not leave her too annoyed at him as he passed her he spanked her ass and then turned to give her a rare smile.
  9. "Work is work. Obey or suffer the consequences, dathras." Urg muttered. He sipped his ale this time, wanting time to get his head together before leaving the tavern. He knew if he got up and left now he would likely snap his brother's neck... [translation: dathras=cattle]
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    The kossith was standing closest to the bookcase, so he threw it aside as if it were merely a feather the moment Luis identified it. Since the money, and more, had been repaid he saw no reason to continue doing business with the man. He expected Aria to end him, then go and find someone to take his place. They would leave with the money as well as more customers, how else did a money-lending business grow?
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    The kossith had seen Aria torture many like Luis before, it was the way of pirates, or Qunari, or anyone running a business in Thedas. You had to be prepared to do your worst if you wanted to survive. The elf was more than a survivor though, she was a captain and a captain would not settle for anything less than what they'd come for and that was exactly what Aria did. When the mercs poured in Urg drew his weapon, a greatsword he'd had since he had been Karasten. In a huge arc he swept the greatweapon and the first wave of mercs ran into his reach, foolishly injuring themselves. Those behind them were not as stupid, some were clever cowards in fact, and they launched ranged attacks at him. Urg found cover, he had his vitaar and some pieces of armour he'd acquired since becoming tal-vashoth, but he was hardly well enough protected to remain in the open. Having fought alongside the elf many times before he knew she would be the second wave of attacks and he even allowed himself a tiny smile as he watched her. It was both a joy and a pleasure to witness her fight, Aria was a goddess of death and he'd never been more attracted to her then he was when she was dealing out death.
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    Usually he was quite good at reading her reactions but Urg was too frustrated at himself to noticed Aria's slight annoyance. If there had been any to see then Urg certainly did not see it anyway! Instead he stayed silent, following her to the door of Luis' office and then staring at the guard who seemed to refuse to budge. The kossith was getting the impression that their debtor was a little reluctant to meet with them. Urg was grateful for the chance to step forward and grab the large guard by the head. He literally grabbed his head and then smashed it against the door. It served as a knock. Urg liked killing two birds with one stone! Unfortunately the guard was not dead though, but he was very unconscious! "After you." The kossith said, gesturing to Aria to lead the way.
  13. "You help me by helping the ship." Urg growled and he too drank and slammed his glass down on the table. Somehow the two kossith found themselves in a drinking game against each other. "Go to the Boatswain, Ocean's Deceit needs repairs." He ordered, though he was not saying that Glerg had to go there and then he made it obvious that there was no discussion here.
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    It was true, Urg enjoyed his work both as a bodyguard and as Aria's quartermaster, finding new crew was always interesting, but today was an odd sort of day for the kossith. Today he did not want to be a quartermaster, he just wanted to spend free time with the elf. Not that he was about to say that here and now. It was unlikely he'd ever say it in fact! So instead he merely shrugged his broad shoulders. "Frustration." He replied rather gruffly. Not even Urg knew what he was truly frustrated at.