Jan 12, 2017 6:18 pm
OOC:
Checking how scared he may be.Rolls
Secret Roll
Chapter 1.1: Willowdark (Xaar, Thorolf, Jean)
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Jan 12, 2017 6:20 pm
Fine, you want it that way, I'll answer you. Thug. My captain sent me. There was only two of us right here, Rolf and me. The company has 400 people. Dunno where they are right now. Somewhere else, clearly. he says, clearly shaken.
Jan 12, 2017 6:24 pm
Xaar turn towards her fellow crew members. "We'll have to warn the others that more attacks like this may come. Search them both. We can tie this one up and drag him back to town, unless you have better ideas?"
Jan 12, 2017 6:32 pm
"It might work, but we have no guarantee that there's no one in town who would call the rest of the army down on us. We're trying to keep a low profile, remember?"
Jan 12, 2017 6:42 pm
OOC:
Time-check wise. You guys are about 20 minutes out from your departure from Genevieve/Frederick's home. The other thread is at about 45 minutes past. Just keeping you all aware of where you are in time relevance to one another (so if you are trying to respond to voices in the wind or something of that nature, I can keep things flowing properly).
Jan 13, 2017 11:13 pm
"Very well." I hack at his torso with my axe.
Rolls
Attack! - (1d20+6, 1d12+4)
1d20+6 : (17) + 6 = 23
1d12+4 : (5) + 4 = 9
Jan 14, 2017 3:57 am
Xaar's axe bites deep into the dwarf's chest, sending a fresh gout of blood into the night air.
Gah! What in the Light are you doing, woman!? He cries out, fingers plucking at the wound. He stays on his feet.
Gah! What in the Light are you doing, woman!? He cries out, fingers plucking at the wound. He stays on his feet.
Jan 17, 2017 1:21 am
Jean jumps back in surprise. "Whoa, wait, what? We didn't say we were killing him!"
Jan 17, 2017 2:26 am
The dwarf looks at all of you and turns to run away as you bicker.
OOC:
Waiting on you guys to wrap up here and decide if you are responding to the elvish cry on the wind or what your plan is. Once I know where you guys are, we can resolve what the other half is doing.Jan 17, 2017 3:09 am
Xaar lets him run off like the wounded animal he is. "Seems the other group has headed to the jailhouse. Perhaps they found a prisoner worth interrogating?" She starts going through the dead dwarf's pockets checking for anything of note.
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Jan 18, 2017 2:53 am
"They didn't get far. Looks like they're scouting." I hand the map over to anyone else who's interested in it.
Jan 18, 2017 3:56 pm
"We'll have to tell the others. This could change our plans. For all we know they're readying for a raid on the village."
Jan 19, 2017 6:01 am
Going to fast forward you guys just a tiny bit since it looks like you were readying to head back to town.
As you make your way toward the town, you take a circuitous route, looking for more scouts as you go. It slows your progress somewhat. Right around two hours after you initially left Genevieve's place, you find yourselves quietly approaching the jailhouse under the cover of shadows. As you get near, you notice a significant lack of guard presence, both at the barracks as well as at the jailhouse door.
As you make your way into the jailhouse, you see the Sheriff sitting at the duty desk, looking pensively at his steepled fingers.
Oh, hello you three. Come in, quickly. I assume you are all working together with your - ahem - cousins? Family business perhaps. Just a bowshot in the Dark you see. He turns to look at Jean. You've the mark of a soldier about you. I'm a bit light in the way of guards after a fracas near the tavern tonight. I'm officially deputizing you for the night. No need to draw a uniform or anything of that nature. Your duty for the evening is to stand this watchpost. We have three very criminal persons in the back. Your responsibility and authority only last while you are physically in this jailhouse. When you step out, that all fades from you. Please check on your charges before you settle in out here. You other two, you may wait with your friend if you choose. the Sheriff says, a small smirk forming on his lips. Without waiting for a response or acknowledgement, he leaves the jailhouse, a ring of keys sitting on their hook behind the desk.
Locking this thread. Please return to the main thread now that you are all reunited.
As you make your way toward the town, you take a circuitous route, looking for more scouts as you go. It slows your progress somewhat. Right around two hours after you initially left Genevieve's place, you find yourselves quietly approaching the jailhouse under the cover of shadows. As you get near, you notice a significant lack of guard presence, both at the barracks as well as at the jailhouse door.
As you make your way into the jailhouse, you see the Sheriff sitting at the duty desk, looking pensively at his steepled fingers.
Oh, hello you three. Come in, quickly. I assume you are all working together with your - ahem - cousins? Family business perhaps. Just a bowshot in the Dark you see. He turns to look at Jean. You've the mark of a soldier about you. I'm a bit light in the way of guards after a fracas near the tavern tonight. I'm officially deputizing you for the night. No need to draw a uniform or anything of that nature. Your duty for the evening is to stand this watchpost. We have three very criminal persons in the back. Your responsibility and authority only last while you are physically in this jailhouse. When you step out, that all fades from you. Please check on your charges before you settle in out here. You other two, you may wait with your friend if you choose. the Sheriff says, a small smirk forming on his lips. Without waiting for a response or acknowledgement, he leaves the jailhouse, a ring of keys sitting on their hook behind the desk.
Locking this thread. Please return to the main thread now that you are all reunited.