Acteon Cass
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The Cass family was old. They had been land owners and active merchants in the Reach for longer than Alliria had been a city. In that time they had seen good and bad times. But this was the worst it had ever been for them. They had lost everything to some merchant lord that had forgotten the Alliran golden rule: business was never personal.
Acteon walked with his father Hector down the street towards a decent sized mansion. The older man was dressed in his best, which right now meant looking like a merchant that was doing decently well. A walking cane in his hand clicked. The younger man however was fully armed for once. Chainmail with a brigandine over it covered his torso. A pair of armored gauntlets over his forearms and hands with the same covering his shins and feet. He even had some simple pauldrons and greaves on as well. A sword and dagger hung from his hip, a small shield on his back, and a spear in his hands. He very much looked the part of a sellsword today.
"Sure we can trust this client?" Acteon asked his father as the pair looked more like a merchant and his guard walking down the street than father and son.
"Can you ever?" Hector responded immediately. "We need this favor. We finally have the funds to get buy our first property back, but we need this favor to actually get the deed. If we can pull this off, when we pull this off, we will have our feet under us again finally."
"Let us hope so. Rather not rush too much. Especially without knowing who our enemies are yet." Acteon responded after a moment.
"Just leave him to me and help me where you can." Hector responded back to his son fully confident.
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The estate belonged to the Berlong family, owners of the Berlong Transport Company. The head of both was a rather chubby middle aged man named Chester. He was not pleased as he sat in his office with Hector. Both had been discussing the matter at hand, which had resulted in some less than positive feelings. The head of the Cass family just sat back with a near permanent frown while his peer from the Berlong family was drinking his brandy between scowls. None had been offered to his guest.
Hector spoke up first. "Is this how you are going to continue acting?"
The larger man slammed his glass onto the desk and spilled a bit of the expensive drink out. "Of course! You would too if your idiot son ran off with a harlot and took deeds to half your properties with him."
"Acteon would never do either. If he wanted to take the family properties he would take them all not simply half of them." Hector responded calmly. "And speaking of my son, he can retrieve both for you easily. Will you uphold your end of the deal when he returns?"
"IF he returns." Chester retorted back in a near bark. "That whore has connections to less than upstanding citizens. I doubt he could handle it."
Hector's frown deepened. A servant entered the room and whispered something to their employer then was waved off.
"Speaking of. My insurance against your son's failure has arrived." Chester responded in a tone as if he was speaking with a lesser than a peer. "I trust results and your son's reputation seems exaggerated to me. He helped take a city for some empire out east without them having to lose any troops? Inflatted at best and an outright lie at worst." The chubby man starred Hector down as he added, "And we both know your son to be a liar Cass."
Hector's grip on his cane tightened and his voice was firm as he said, "And your son is a thief that fell in love with a whore and stole from his own family. Acteon has never and would do neither of those things Berlong."
The chubby man started to stand but the sudden jolt only made him stumble back into his chair. Before either of them could speak, the servant returned with Chester's insurance.
Acteon walked with his father Hector down the street towards a decent sized mansion. The older man was dressed in his best, which right now meant looking like a merchant that was doing decently well. A walking cane in his hand clicked. The younger man however was fully armed for once. Chainmail with a brigandine over it covered his torso. A pair of armored gauntlets over his forearms and hands with the same covering his shins and feet. He even had some simple pauldrons and greaves on as well. A sword and dagger hung from his hip, a small shield on his back, and a spear in his hands. He very much looked the part of a sellsword today.
"Sure we can trust this client?" Acteon asked his father as the pair looked more like a merchant and his guard walking down the street than father and son.
"Can you ever?" Hector responded immediately. "We need this favor. We finally have the funds to get buy our first property back, but we need this favor to actually get the deed. If we can pull this off, when we pull this off, we will have our feet under us again finally."
"Let us hope so. Rather not rush too much. Especially without knowing who our enemies are yet." Acteon responded after a moment.
"Just leave him to me and help me where you can." Hector responded back to his son fully confident.
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The estate belonged to the Berlong family, owners of the Berlong Transport Company. The head of both was a rather chubby middle aged man named Chester. He was not pleased as he sat in his office with Hector. Both had been discussing the matter at hand, which had resulted in some less than positive feelings. The head of the Cass family just sat back with a near permanent frown while his peer from the Berlong family was drinking his brandy between scowls. None had been offered to his guest.
Hector spoke up first. "Is this how you are going to continue acting?"
The larger man slammed his glass onto the desk and spilled a bit of the expensive drink out. "Of course! You would too if your idiot son ran off with a harlot and took deeds to half your properties with him."
"Acteon would never do either. If he wanted to take the family properties he would take them all not simply half of them." Hector responded calmly. "And speaking of my son, he can retrieve both for you easily. Will you uphold your end of the deal when he returns?"
"IF he returns." Chester retorted back in a near bark. "That whore has connections to less than upstanding citizens. I doubt he could handle it."
Hector's frown deepened. A servant entered the room and whispered something to their employer then was waved off.
"Speaking of. My insurance against your son's failure has arrived." Chester responded in a tone as if he was speaking with a lesser than a peer. "I trust results and your son's reputation seems exaggerated to me. He helped take a city for some empire out east without them having to lose any troops? Inflatted at best and an outright lie at worst." The chubby man starred Hector down as he added, "And we both know your son to be a liar Cass."
Hector's grip on his cane tightened and his voice was firm as he said, "And your son is a thief that fell in love with a whore and stole from his own family. Acteon has never and would do neither of those things Berlong."
The chubby man started to stand but the sudden jolt only made him stumble back into his chair. Before either of them could speak, the servant returned with Chester's insurance.