Muse testing for one bad Guy.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

What in God's name made you place me in this pile of dung? I have seen better kept hovels amongst those peasants living within the Forest. This place is bound to be crawling with rats and scroungers. If Hood does show up, he knows what to expect. An arrow in his neck or a sword through that foolish heart of his.

As for you. Tch. I thought you would have known better to allow me to carry out my duties for John and get my money's worth. How low some people can sink is below me. I need to find my horse and a blacksmith, for my sword won't pierce many hearts blunt as it is. My mood could do with some lightening also. Where is the tavern in this flea pit? Any pretty wench either.

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[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Perhaps. I do not know what implications are running through their mind yet. I cannot leave as I am tied to the Sherriff and King John.

I don't think they realise that a man of the law cannot just give up his post on some whim.

[goodtodream]

I'm sure they realise. They just do not care.

My mundane is planning to send me somewhere eventually but she is unsure as to where. She once sent me to a castle where almost every week, something strange or bad would happen. There were some interesting people there, I must say.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Well I do care.

A castle where bad things happen? [He narrowed his eyes.] Not the castle of King John I am sure. No one is sending me anywhere I do not wish. [Yeah right, Guy.]

How are you keeping, Marian?

[goodtodream]

King Richard, you mean. [SERIOUS FACE IS SERIOUS.]

I am well, though a little bored. My mundane does not bring me out much these days.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

[Ooh, now, now.]

Richard then. [He rolled his eyes.]

Bored are you? Perhaps I could help with that little matter?

[goodtodream]

Perhaps. What did you have in mind? [You better not try anything lecherous, Guy.]

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Some company perhaps? A drink and some food? [He was gentleman when he wanted to be.]

[goodtodream]

I could do with some wine. [A small smile creeps upon her face.]

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Then I shall provide it. [Guy went to get the wine flagon before filling up one goblet and passing to her.]