Natalie sighs as she adjusts a small iron disk in the light of a sunrise. Things had become so complicated lately. She had thought returning to the Sultansworn would restore some stability in her life, but instead it had only complicated things further. This issue with Osric and the Red Wings was quickly getting out of hand, and the more she and Crofte dug, the more suspicious things they found. The last thing she wanted to deal with was an official investigation against the group, but that was looking more likely every day.
She sighs again, tying a bit of string to a metal rod. In the midst of all this, those damn Limsian sea dogs had to choose now of all time to cause trouble here on the mainland. She shakes her head sadly as she studies the cliffside, eyeing the Hornet's nest which had appeared two weeks ago. She'd been content to leave them be, much like the Limsian pirates, until one of them stung her yesterday while she was gardening. Now they must be elimnated.
Natalie makes a few more adjustments, chuckling evily. Things hadn't been all bad. There were new faces at their house now, Honzo, Iron... faces that hid secrets. Though secrets were no stranger to their house, and they were pleasant enough. Even came to help her when she was attacked the other night. Natalie screws a small cap onto a metal nib, assasins, she mused. Invoking the god of death none the less.
Assasins...
She frowns as she makes some final adjustments, lining up the hornet's next between a series of small metal poles.
Why would anyone ever want to assasinate her?
She nods to herself as she steps back, slipping on a pair of ear protectors, she's always tried to live her life in a way that avoids conflict with others. Maybe they had the wrong person?
She pulls the cable and an echoing boom resounds though the neighborhood, prompting the sleeping birds to take to the sky, and the sleeping residents to open their windows and begin shouting insults her way. Loudest of all are the ones coming from inside the house.
"Hmm... I think that woke up Porkchop."
She rolls her eyes, can't they see she's doing the community a service? Some people just can't think of the big picture. She peers up to the cliffside to study her handiwork... and it was a little too far to the left. Perhaps these cannon just weren't accurate enough.
"Maybe I shouldn't use cannon balls for pest control anyway..." She sighs, "It's a bit excessive isn't it... I should have picked something more suited to the task."
"KAGEEEEEE!" She shouts through their window, "WHERE DID YOU PUT THE GRAPESHOT?"
She sighs again, tying a bit of string to a metal rod. In the midst of all this, those damn Limsian sea dogs had to choose now of all time to cause trouble here on the mainland. She shakes her head sadly as she studies the cliffside, eyeing the Hornet's nest which had appeared two weeks ago. She'd been content to leave them be, much like the Limsian pirates, until one of them stung her yesterday while she was gardening. Now they must be elimnated.
Natalie makes a few more adjustments, chuckling evily. Things hadn't been all bad. There were new faces at their house now, Honzo, Iron... faces that hid secrets. Though secrets were no stranger to their house, and they were pleasant enough. Even came to help her when she was attacked the other night. Natalie screws a small cap onto a metal nib, assasins, she mused. Invoking the god of death none the less.
Assasins...
She frowns as she makes some final adjustments, lining up the hornet's next between a series of small metal poles.
Why would anyone ever want to assasinate her?
She nods to herself as she steps back, slipping on a pair of ear protectors, she's always tried to live her life in a way that avoids conflict with others. Maybe they had the wrong person?
She pulls the cable and an echoing boom resounds though the neighborhood, prompting the sleeping birds to take to the sky, and the sleeping residents to open their windows and begin shouting insults her way. Loudest of all are the ones coming from inside the house.
"Hmm... I think that woke up Porkchop."
She rolls her eyes, can't they see she's doing the community a service? Some people just can't think of the big picture. She peers up to the cliffside to study her handiwork... and it was a little too far to the left. Perhaps these cannon just weren't accurate enough.
"Maybe I shouldn't use cannon balls for pest control anyway..." She sighs, "It's a bit excessive isn't it... I should have picked something more suited to the task."
"KAGEEEEEE!" She shouts through their window, "WHERE DID YOU PUT THE GRAPESHOT?"
