"Which is Your favourite color?"
"Why do I get the feeling, that You wont like it, whatever I'll answer." Requiem looked directly into the eyes of the man, who had wanted to meet with her. She didn't like what she saw. This man was supposed to be a harper? From all she had seen from Jaheira and Khalid, she had expected someone more...more honest. This man was avoiding her gaze, never a good sign. Additonally those harpers, who were with him, were armed to the teeth.
"You're quite uncooperative, well that's exactly, what I'd expected from a foul being like You. Seems it is my duty to..."
"Enough of that!"
Requiem turned her head a bit, without loosing sight of those harpers in front of her. And faced Jaheira, who seemed to try hard, not to stomp forward to slap the man.
"What is this all about? The child is completely right, You're using each of her words against her! What do You plan with her?"
"Easy, I'll imprison her, a very useful spell, as You might know, she wont be any danger no more, and this world will be a much safer place." the man smiled and took a rune out of one of his pockets. The rune was ornated with a skeleton, in a cage. In it's bony fingers it was holding a lyra, looking a lot like the one Requiem was holding in her hands.
"And as the man, who caught a Bhaalspawn alive, You'll be rewarded, right? Maybe by making You the leader of more than just this single stronghold?"
"It would be a wise decision to step aside Jaheira, You know as one of us, You can't do anything different."
"I'm sorry to interrupt the two of You, but maybe this guy is right in one point, You might want to step aside Jaheira, I wont allow him to ban me to any sort of stupid prison, magical or not."
"You really want to fight alone against all of us? Well a dead Bhaalspawn isn't as good as an imprisoned one, but it will do." the man taunted.
"No! Don't worry child, this is not what harpers are supposed to do, he just betrayed anything Khalid and I were believing in. And whoever is helping him to fullfill his selfish goals, isn't better than him,... and maybe I learned something, while travelling with You. I'll fight on Your side."
The harpers were drawing weapons and Jaheira and Requiem were doing the same.
The harper-leader swallowed dryly, and reached for spellcomponents in his beltpouch. Somehow the rune of imprisonment slipped out of his fingers, it fell and finally splintered into thousands of pieces, when it hit the floor...