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<blockquote data-quote="Master Curran" data-source="post: 1095580" data-attributes="member: 13878">Your characters find themself in an inn in the farming community called Yorkshire, you have stopped here for the night.&nbsp; You are all lounging about the common room with the crowd.&nbsp; Some of you have ordered drinks and others are playing at cards when you hear galloping in the street.&nbsp; A cry of &quot;He's wounded&quot; puts you on alert.&nbsp; Most of the crowd of people in the inn immediatly rushes outside to see what the rukus is.&nbsp; A man is riding rapidly down the street toward you.&nbsp; He is grasping his right arm, it is caked with blood and has an arrow shaft protruding from it.&nbsp; As his draws nearer he falls off and a mob immediatly surrounds him.&nbsp; One man holds him up, as he speaks blood trickles down the corner of his mouth.&nbsp; &quot;Orcs!*cough*my home was attacked by orcs*sputter*please help the folk at Rivertown&quot;,he makes a hacking noise and emits his final words as his eyes glaze over,&quot;Please my wife and chi..*cough* children.&quot;&nbsp; And with that the mans eyes turn grey and someone slides them shut.&nbsp; Everyone is all of a sudden talking at once.&nbsp; Some say that you should all run for the hills and hope they pass over Yorkshire, others say you need to form a party and go to resist the orcs, while anothers states that you don't know how many orcs there are...&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; What do you do?</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Master Curran, post: 1095580, member: 13878"] Your characters find themself in an inn in the farming community called Yorkshire, you have stopped here for the night. You are all lounging about the common room with the crowd. Some of you have ordered drinks and others are playing at cards when you hear galloping in the street. A cry of "He's wounded" puts you on alert. Most of the crowd of people in the inn immediatly rushes outside to see what the rukus is. A man is riding rapidly down the street toward you. He is grasping his right arm, it is caked with blood and has an arrow shaft protruding from it. As his draws nearer he falls off and a mob immediatly surrounds him. One man holds him up, as he speaks blood trickles down the corner of his mouth. "Orcs!*cough*my home was attacked by orcs*sputter*please help the folk at Rivertown",he makes a hacking noise and emits his final words as his eyes glaze over,"Please my wife and chi..*cough* children." And with that the mans eyes turn grey and someone slides them shut. Everyone is all of a sudden talking at once. Some say that you should all run for the hills and hope they pass over Yorkshire, others say you need to form a party and go to resist the orcs, while anothers states that you don't know how many orcs there are... What do you do? [/QUOTE]

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