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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 3098244" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Holiday in the Sun - Part 5: Bedlam Hour</strong></p><p></p><p>The aranea had done the hard work for them. The rat was poisoned, so weak that it could barely move its head. It was tightly cocooned, so it couldn’t escape. They wrapped some webbing around the dire rat’s head and Vlad dragged it down the street.</p><p></p><p>Their human cargo was transported in much the same way. Egil and Lucius were far too weak to walk, so they were dragged in makeshift stretchers made of webbing. Ilmarė dragged Egil while Dril dragged Lucius. Slung over Ilmarė’s back was a smaller cocoon of the aranea’s possessions.</p><p></p><p>Then three men stepped into their path. Three more blocked the way behind them.</p><p></p><p>“Give us the rat,” said the scruffy-looking leader, “and we’ll let you live.”</p><p></p><p>“You’ve got to be kidding me,” said Ilmarė. </p><p></p><p>“Look,” said Dril. He lowered Lucius to the ground. “We went through a lot of trouble to get this rat. We’re not giving it up without a fight.”</p><p></p><p>The man spat. “Stupid Altherians. You think you know everything, don’t you? Well, this here is Scurvytown, and you’re on our turf. That rat’s worth a fortune and we plan to collect.”</p><p></p><p>Dril drew both of his blades with a SHING! Vlad shrugged and let the rat drop the ground. It squeaked as it hit the cobblestone. Ilmarė put her fists on her hips.</p><p></p><p>The thugs drew their scimitars. Vlad drew his sword and unbuckled his shield. </p><p></p><p>“Let’s make this quick,” said Vlad. “The alcohol is starting to wear off.”</p><p></p><p>The two groups eyed each other warily. Then Dril struck like lightning. Two men fell backwards, bleeding from their thighs. </p><p></p><p>Vlad beaned one of the thugs with the flat of his blade. The thug fell backwards onto his rump. The other men danced around, looking for an opening.</p><p></p><p>“You do realize that all you win for capturing the rat is a case of exotic spices?” asked Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>The thugs stopped in their tracks. “What?” said the leader. The other men stumbled to their feet.</p><p></p><p>“It’s a case of spices,” said Ilmarė. “That’s the prize. That’s it. Spices. You don’t think Captain Baldric’s going to give away a king’s ransom during Swagfest, do you? He’d be broke by the end of the day. He was a pirate, after all.”</p><p></p><p>A few mutters of “it’s not worth it” and “ah forget this,” the men scattered.</p><p></p><p>They all resumed dragging their respective cargo down the street out of Scurvytown. “How did you know that Baldric’s offering spices?” asked Dril.</p><p></p><p>“I didn’t,” said Ilmarė with a smirk.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 3098244, member: 3285"] [b]Holiday in the Sun - Part 5: Bedlam Hour[/b] The aranea had done the hard work for them. The rat was poisoned, so weak that it could barely move its head. It was tightly cocooned, so it couldn’t escape. They wrapped some webbing around the dire rat’s head and Vlad dragged it down the street. Their human cargo was transported in much the same way. Egil and Lucius were far too weak to walk, so they were dragged in makeshift stretchers made of webbing. Ilmarė dragged Egil while Dril dragged Lucius. Slung over Ilmarė’s back was a smaller cocoon of the aranea’s possessions. Then three men stepped into their path. Three more blocked the way behind them. “Give us the rat,” said the scruffy-looking leader, “and we’ll let you live.” “You’ve got to be kidding me,” said Ilmarė. “Look,” said Dril. He lowered Lucius to the ground. “We went through a lot of trouble to get this rat. We’re not giving it up without a fight.” The man spat. “Stupid Altherians. You think you know everything, don’t you? Well, this here is Scurvytown, and you’re on our turf. That rat’s worth a fortune and we plan to collect.” Dril drew both of his blades with a SHING! Vlad shrugged and let the rat drop the ground. It squeaked as it hit the cobblestone. Ilmarė put her fists on her hips. The thugs drew their scimitars. Vlad drew his sword and unbuckled his shield. “Let’s make this quick,” said Vlad. “The alcohol is starting to wear off.” The two groups eyed each other warily. Then Dril struck like lightning. Two men fell backwards, bleeding from their thighs. Vlad beaned one of the thugs with the flat of his blade. The thug fell backwards onto his rump. The other men danced around, looking for an opening. “You do realize that all you win for capturing the rat is a case of exotic spices?” asked Ilmarė. The thugs stopped in their tracks. “What?” said the leader. The other men stumbled to their feet. “It’s a case of spices,” said Ilmarė. “That’s the prize. That’s it. Spices. You don’t think Captain Baldric’s going to give away a king’s ransom during Swagfest, do you? He’d be broke by the end of the day. He was a pirate, after all.” A few mutters of “it’s not worth it” and “ah forget this,” the men scattered. They all resumed dragging their respective cargo down the street out of Scurvytown. “How did you know that Baldric’s offering spices?” asked Dril. “I didn’t,” said Ilmarė with a smirk. [/QUOTE]
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