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Relieved by the sudden surrender, Alric suddenly slumps to the ground. The bottom edge of his shield and the tip of his sword simultaneously clatter to the ground as he relieves himself of the effort of holding them up completely. He then drops to one knee and coughs a bought of blood upon the...

Alric gasps in amazement and terrible fright more than pain and internal damage. In all his years soldiering and working as a mercenary, he has never been wounded more grievously. He looks at Kathor now with thoughts of flight flitting through his mind. His massive armored form with the bloody...

I'm gonna post now, because at this point, I won't have another opportunity to post until late tomorrow night. Something thrills Alric as the armored foe enters the fray. Its not a thrill of elation, but it excites him. Suddenly he has the desire to test this one's mettle. Alric moves to F9...

"By Tempus' thorny cock!" exclaims Alric as the arrows whiz by his head. Regardless of his being unmolested by the missile fire, he will not abide his comrades being peppered by them. Alric moves to E10 and as a standard action he sets his shield upon the east facing edge of the square for...

"Blasted Horsemen!" spits Alric knowing full well the damage they can do to a number of footmen scattered like this. No way to form a line, then the only thing we can do is kill them before they kill us! With that final thought Alric steps forward and attempts to do just that. Alric moves to...

Alric moves to D5 and as a standard action, uses his shield as total cover from the direction the crossbowman are in.

Alric draws his sword, prepares himself for combat and positions himself at the head of the group in case the ambushers move for a head-on assault. Then he says to Lars quietly, wondering if he hears as he skulks away, "Take no chances."

Alric nods his head to everything Torrent says. As she speaks he takes his turn to drink deeply from her whisky bottle and passes around his own flask, which contains a robust grape spirit he spent much coin to import from Ragesia. He smiles inwardly wondering if any of them realize the...

Alric breaks out a tent and a bedroll. "Room for another. As long as they don't snore." Upon completing the tent setup he turns to Torrent. "I advise a watch. I volunteer for last watch. I wake quickly and early." Alric rubs his sides hoping to ward off the cold. He feels the chill going right...

Alric admires Kirio's guile. Send a message back to his boss that he's dealing with someone formidable and at the same time gain some much needed resources at the moment. That and being forced to run through the cold city naked is enough punishment for his impertinence. Clever. And he affords...

The bleeding in Alric's side has staunched somewhat and he knows this one can still spill more of his blood. Though Kirio's tune bolsters Alric's resolve, he's always enjoyed a good tune and this one reminds him of the pleasures of another lifetime. Alric dances around the thug with a grace that...

Alric grits his teeth in pain at the wound the thug caused. He's hurt. And blood leaks from the wound to stain his chainmail and grey cloak. He's hurt, but it didn't slow him any. Alric takes a 5ft step to G9 and attacks the thug in H9.

Alric wastes no time having readied himself for combat and eagerly strides forth to put his money where his mouth wasn't. Alric moves to H8 and attacks the thug in H7.

"Torrent, these men have no intention of treating us lawfully, have been given no such orders and to acquiesce to them would be dangerous." Turning to the band of thugs before him Alric draws his sword and walks slowly towards the man who issued the order putting himself between them and the...

Alric attempts to catch a few glances at the trailing party without breaking his stride too much. Alric shares the information about the gate garrison with the rest of the party Alric is attempting to discern the numbers of the party shadowing them and see if he recognizes any of them.

"Visiting Herreman may provide us with information about the gate garrison in addition to uniforms for disguise. I agree with Lars that we should start there. Rushing to the gate unprepared could cause us to be arrested rather than let through."

Alric glances at Bannock's pack and arches his eyebrow slightly at the sight. "We have a latrine..."

"I am no expert in subterfuge, so I will trust to your judgments. And if you believe speaking with Herreman will help, and I'm sure he will try to help us, then I will do so." says Alric flatly, looking alert and rested. Alric dons his chainmail, straps his shield to his arm and prepares to...

Alric nods assent to all the proposed plans, then removes his chainmail and unrolls his bedroll. He falls into what appears to be a deep slumber as soon as he gets comfortable... apparently believing the copying exercise is in good hands.

Alric casts Bannock a quizzical look as if addressing a madman who has just asked to borrow Alric's undergarments. "I think not." He then removes a flask from his pack and takes a good haul.