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Oops, forgot for a second that she was a rogue. Hehe! Thanks!! I as well don't have a problem if people throw down IC, but keep in mind that there are consequences to your actions. If Zurd fails at bringing Payne/Kol down and she realizes that is what he tried to do.. it won't be pretty. And...

Leona nods, bristling herself for battle. Stepping on the make-shift elevator, her fingers curly tightly about the weapon's hilt. "May those accostumed to their evil ways meet the awaiting end.. of my sword."

Another man catches the platinum piece, which he quickly brings to his lips and bites down upon hardly. The nod of approval is given to the red-head and he waves you through, holding out a wooden token to Absalom. The token is branded with the Lord's seal. "Show this to any other collectors you...

Payne could feel the eyes of the orcs boring into her, their laughter, this wretched game of coy with Zurd.. it was all too much. The rogue could feel her blood begin to boil .. and then.. and then! Kol took matters into his own hand, tugging free from Zurd the scarred warrior draws her daggers...

The red head runs his tongue over his teeth, sizing up the wagon and those accompanying it. "Hm. Well. Two gold for your horses. Another four for the wheels on your wagon." His head cocks to the side as he tries to decipher whether or not you all carry weapons or not.. "It's a gold per weapon...

A red headed man, the one doing all the talking, shifts slightly in the saddle. Impatiently? Perhaps. His thinned eye brow lifts as he speaks. "You cannot pass without paying the tax, if that is what you are trying to figure out."

Duthayer recollects that Lord Darendaal is in fact a local lord and he's pretty sure that the taxes are as follows: Beast tax - 1gp per animal. Wheel tax - 1gp per wheel on any wagon. Sword tax - 1 gp per bladed weapon longer than two feet.

The paladin follows along, quiet for the most part as she is deep in thought. Every so often she lets forth an inaudible grunt. So lost in her own mind, Leona all most misses the part where everyone stops .. clutching on to the closest group member to steady herself from falling over the edge...

Two of the guardsmen gladly take over the custody of the bound bandits, voicing their appreciation as they escort them down the street. The third guard moves to the wagon to investigate what may still be useful goods wise. A few townies finally emerge from their hiding places to aid in...

( Just need a general consensus on what you guys are doing. :) As soon I know what the plan is, I'll move this along. If'in I don't hear back from you guys before tonight.. I'll just push it along as I wish. :) )

Leona snickered, then tsk'd Eldrago for joking about such a serious matter. She sent a bone chilling glare his way, but it didn't take much to see right through its facade. Pfft. He was funny, could she help that? A bit unappropriate; something needed to lighten the mood. Heaving a sigh the...

Payne bites back the sneer, and slides her smaller hand into Zurd's. This had better work, and be worth her while. Stealing a glance at Kol, then Lokin in turn.

One of the guardsmen, having just heard the sounds of battle, rounds the corner (followed by two others) a moment too late.. it seems. Noting Kuma beckoning them forth, the three men trot over.. sheathing their weapons. His eyes narrow, "Freedom Warriors.." spat with venom in his voice as he...

The answers that Absalom and Brother Odis recieve are similiar in meaning, though probably not in delivery. Both the spirits and the spit-fire bandit explain that the Freedom Warriors do not wish to see the land fall into the hands of the current regent, for their power and everything they've...

Brother Odis examines the fallen wagon driver, but he is beyond repair. They just don't make commoners like they used to. Duthayer binds the two remaining bandits, and as the hold spell leaves their bodies.. it becomes evident that tying them up was a good plan. One of the men spit at Duthayer...

Payne follows Zurd to the corner of the room, all most instantly lurching backwards as he closes the gap between them to get cozy.. but something tells her to hold off. Blinking once, then twice as his words enter her ears. All right. A scam. She could go along with it. Stepping in, hesitantly...

The two final bandits fall without much of a fight, leaving just the two held bandits at this point. Their eyes going wide, then wildly from side to side.. as if they could possibly break the invisible bounding with their eye movements. The fire in the wagon goes out with the sudden rush of...

``Mmhmm. Well, someone is finally paying him some attention.`` Arms cross over her chest, and sighs.. not entirely enthused having to pretend to be Zurd's lackey.

( Sorry, went away for two days. ) Leona poises, readying herself for any potential attack. Not seeing anything come running at the sounds of battle, she relaxes.. only slightly. Her head cocks to the side, confused. A handful of bandits, that's it? There has to be more.

Taking the barrage of attacks, easily sends the mage to his final resting place. The two bandits however, seem all most unphased by the splashing acid that has begun to eat away at their clothing – the spiritual shuriken does, in fact, bury itself in the shoulder of one of the bandits. Though...