torgo
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Post by torgo on Sept 29, 2010 5:40:07 GMT -5
Oh thank god you guys are here! I just came in to fecth a couple of sacks of grain for the pub when BAM! I was confronted with these fiends. Alas, I wasn't able to save them all.
While I treat them, maybe you guys could check the other rooms to see if there's anyone or anything left.
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Post by Dom on Sept 29, 2010 20:52:15 GMT -5
The guard that helps the wounded says "One of them was killed by a blade. And another is badly hurt due to a crossbow bolt."
The guard in front of you lowers his spear tip in front of your throat.
"Well, either the rats got really bright this season and started using weapons or something else happened here. I think you will follow me to the barrack for some questioning with the Captain. Don't worry we'll take care of the men here and we'll sort this out."
He moves behind you, spear in your back and adds "Move along."
Do you follow submissively? If so do you do anything particular along the way?
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torgo
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Post by torgo on Sept 29, 2010 21:15:43 GMT -5
Awwww crap! Alright but can we swing by the pub? I was supposed to bring the owner a sac of grain and I really need the money.
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Post by Dom on Sept 30, 2010 20:10:46 GMT -5
The guard refuses your request to stop by the inn and motions you along. He leads you to the barracks, demands your equipment and pushes you roughly in a cell. An hour or so later, two other guards enter your cell and tell you that the survivors down in the mill are now taken care of by the priests of Faelon at the temple. They take their time frisking you and find Nantwin's purse. One of the guard go fetch their captain, a certain Raban Starke whick quickly starts questioning you, purse in hand.
"Well, now we know what happened to the miller. During the chaos of the battle you killed him and took his purse. Right? And you must have had an accomplice, that dead hobbit. Right? My men deduced that he gravely wounded one of the young lads that was with you. I guess you're glad he's dead; you won't have to share the petty change you killed Nantwin for with him. Right?"
You try to explain to him what happened, that it was all an accident. You ask for the inn's owner to testify that he sent you to the mill but even that does not seem to convince the officer. Tired, the captain motions one of his soldier to help you confess. WHAM! Straight in the stomach. You buckle under the pain and fall to the ground, breathless. They stare for a minute, waiting for more cooperation on your part and finally decides to leave you to rot in your cell for the night.
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