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Started by Dracos, September 03, 2003, 01:06:19 PM

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Trunkyboy

Luciano slouches against the wall to wait, idily thumbing a spike on his chain.
riss and I against the world!

Rackham and Nirae get no breaks...

Why, oh why wasn't I born rich?

Sunhawk

Bran looks around.  A very rich man... what does he want?  Bodyguards?

Carthrat

Salvius looks about the area, fairly impressed by the architecture and surroundings.

Nothing like His Temple, though..
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Asrana

Altania finds a somewhat more secluded spot to wait in, not wanting to disturb anyone.
lt;Kotono>  (Currently looks like a 16-year-old girl):I walk up to the leader and say, "Are you so sure you want our money?" and use my alter self ability to grow a massive bulge in my pants.

Dracos

After waiting a few more minutes, the door opened, Romansk, dressed in red robes and wearing an elaborate clearly foreign style of hat with a few feathers sticking out of it.  Smiling he looked around the room taking in the group before turning to Cedric, "Who are these?  Your contemporaries from the arena?"

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Sunhawk

Bran grimaces slightly (remembering his humiliation at the arena) and then nods.

Corwin

"Yes, Mr. Romansk," Cedric replies.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Dracos

"Well then, while you lost the fight last night, you weren't completely unimpressive.  I think I could probably turn a profit by funding you.  So here is the offer, you and your team will work exclusively for me.  You'll fight when I tell you to fight and only when I tell you to fight.  I will also be taking thirty-five percent of your winnings as my fee.  In exchange I will arrange arena contracts and provide you with access to my network of work partners.  If this is acceptable, I'll have a contract drawn up immediately."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Corwin

"How often would you arrange for us to fight, Mr. Romansk?" Cedric asks curiously.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Dracos

"It would depend on a few factors.  Mostly when is it most profitable for me.  Likely I can get you a fight every week or so."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Corwin

"And what would be the duration of our contract?"
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Dracos

"It is a year long contract with an option of mine to extend it to five years depending on how you do," Romansk responded, scratcing his chin.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Corwin

"Perhaps it would be more fair to set your fee at twenty percent of our wins, Mr. Romansk?" Cedric asks. "As things stand, your fee is twice and a half more than the amount of money any of us would get."
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Dracos

"Yes, but it is a fair break between your group and mine, And naturally, you will be using more resources since there are more of you to split them."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Corwin

"But Sir, this arrangement will barely take care of our lodgings and spare weapons. Surely, there must be more in it for us than that, after putting our lives on the line. Will you not reconsider lowering your fee?"
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake