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<blockquote data-quote="sunshadow21" data-source="post: 6692031" data-attributes="member: 6667193"><p><span style="color: #2f4f4f">"The mystery is who keeps chugging these lunatics out and why,"</span> a weary voice replies. You turn to see that a younger looking militia captain and several town guards have entered the room. After dismissing the off duty guard, who happily disappears back to the common room where his drink is waiting, the captain looks at the peaceful look on the dead man's face before commenting wryly, <span style="color: #2F4F4F">"At least someone involved in this mess is at peace. I would trade places with him in a heartbeat right now,"</span> before taking a seat and looking the group over. One of the sergeants pulls out a medical kit and starts doing a preliminary examination of the body while the others take up positions on either side of the door. <span style="color: #2F4F4F">"You must be the volunteers I was told of. I am Captain Rossi, commander of the special operations unit in the militia. Which means that the militia, army, and now the city guard all dump their biggest headaches on me, completely ignoring the respect and station I am due, and what is worse, my father lets them. But I digress; welcome to my little corner of insanity. I suspect that sooner or later you will regret joining me here. These Children of the Mud are completely nuts. I just came from one of the smaller squares of the city where a crowd had gathered only to be seemingly voluntarily and permanently polymorphed into farm animals. The casters included themselves in the transformation, so we have absolutely no leads to follow, but the entire neighborhood is up in arms that we do something immediately. When we already have a dozen confirmed cases of these nutcases, at least twice as many that could be, and the heavens only know how many others that we don't know about, with not a single lead from any of them. If this doesn't get solved fast, these fiends are going to make all my hair go gray, and that would be a big loss to the ladies in town."</span> It's blatantly obvious at this point that the captain's ego is probably larger than his career ever will be; his uniform is clearly one that not even a regular army captain would wear outside of all but the most formal of events, and you are pretty sure that even if his hair did turn gray, he would simply dye it, even if it meant spending his fortune away to do so. After a few minutes of huffing and puffing as if he just ran a marathon when you doubt that he would run even a full block without a lot of external force being applied, he continues,<span style="color: #2f4f4f"> "As I said before, we know nothing about this group aside from the fact that they all seem, without question, completely insane. The people that get involved in it seem to come from every neighborhood and social class, and anytime anybody even remotely associated with the guard try to ask around, nobody knows anything at all about this group, despite the various rumors that apparently are reasonably well known to most who care to find out." </span></p><p><span style="color: #2f4f4f"></span></p><p>He growls in annoyance as the sergeant examining the body speaks up, <span style="color: #8B4513">"Nothing to report here, sir. The man seems to have been in perfect health, and simply decided to go to sleep permanently."</span> After several choice curses words flow from the captain, he turns to the group, <span style="color: #2f4f4f">"Feel free to investigate this if you know something I don't; otherwise, I'll contact you if I learn of any other cases. If you learn anything of merit, just let anyone in the guard know and someone will get you an appropriate reward; probably make me pay for it to, the cheap bastards." </span>With that, he orders the guards to take the covered body to the morgue and leaves the room in a huff, completely oblivious to his rudeness.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="sunshadow21, post: 6692031, member: 6667193"] [COLOR=#2f4f4f]"The mystery is who keeps chugging these lunatics out and why,"[/COLOR] a weary voice replies. You turn to see that a younger looking militia captain and several town guards have entered the room. After dismissing the off duty guard, who happily disappears back to the common room where his drink is waiting, the captain looks at the peaceful look on the dead man's face before commenting wryly, [COLOR=#2F4F4F]"At least someone involved in this mess is at peace. I would trade places with him in a heartbeat right now,"[/COLOR] before taking a seat and looking the group over. One of the sergeants pulls out a medical kit and starts doing a preliminary examination of the body while the others take up positions on either side of the door. [COLOR=#2F4F4F]"You must be the volunteers I was told of. I am Captain Rossi, commander of the special operations unit in the militia. Which means that the militia, army, and now the city guard all dump their biggest headaches on me, completely ignoring the respect and station I am due, and what is worse, my father lets them. But I digress; welcome to my little corner of insanity. I suspect that sooner or later you will regret joining me here. These Children of the Mud are completely nuts. I just came from one of the smaller squares of the city where a crowd had gathered only to be seemingly voluntarily and permanently polymorphed into farm animals. The casters included themselves in the transformation, so we have absolutely no leads to follow, but the entire neighborhood is up in arms that we do something immediately. When we already have a dozen confirmed cases of these nutcases, at least twice as many that could be, and the heavens only know how many others that we don't know about, with not a single lead from any of them. If this doesn't get solved fast, these fiends are going to make all my hair go gray, and that would be a big loss to the ladies in town."[/COLOR] It's blatantly obvious at this point that the captain's ego is probably larger than his career ever will be; his uniform is clearly one that not even a regular army captain would wear outside of all but the most formal of events, and you are pretty sure that even if his hair did turn gray, he would simply dye it, even if it meant spending his fortune away to do so. After a few minutes of huffing and puffing as if he just ran a marathon when you doubt that he would run even a full block without a lot of external force being applied, he continues,[COLOR=#2f4f4f] "As I said before, we know nothing about this group aside from the fact that they all seem, without question, completely insane. The people that get involved in it seem to come from every neighborhood and social class, and anytime anybody even remotely associated with the guard try to ask around, nobody knows anything at all about this group, despite the various rumors that apparently are reasonably well known to most who care to find out." [/COLOR] He growls in annoyance as the sergeant examining the body speaks up, [COLOR=#8B4513]"Nothing to report here, sir. The man seems to have been in perfect health, and simply decided to go to sleep permanently."[/COLOR] After several choice curses words flow from the captain, he turns to the group, [COLOR=#2f4f4f]"Feel free to investigate this if you know something I don't; otherwise, I'll contact you if I learn of any other cases. If you learn anything of merit, just let anyone in the guard know and someone will get you an appropriate reward; probably make me pay for it to, the cheap bastards." [/COLOR]With that, he orders the guards to take the covered body to the morgue and leaves the room in a huff, completely oblivious to his rudeness. [/QUOTE]
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