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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4110226" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Herald of the Yellow King - Part 2d: The Village of Dunover</strong></p><p></p><p>“Well, there’s definitely someone inside.” Dril’s ear was pressed against the front door. “I can hear movement in there.”</p><p></p><p>“Hello?” shouted Kham, pounding on the door. Blood drenched his boots and mixed with the snow wherever he stepped.</p><p></p><p>“Maybe you’re not the best person to answer the door,” said Vlad. “Let me try.” He knocked on the door again. “I am Vlad Martell, Bailiff of Duke Adolphos val’Tensen. I have been sent to ensure your safety. Please let us in, you will not be harmed.”</p><p></p><p>“Quintus would be proud,” said Kham with a smirk. He wiped Fleshripper off in the snow.</p><p></p><p>“You have a better idea?” asked Dril.</p><p></p><p>“Yeah.” Kham sheathed Fleshripper. He strode over to the door and drew a dagger.</p><p></p><p>“Planning to open the door with that little blade?” asked Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>“Big things come in small packages,” said Kham. He bumped the hilt of the dagger against the door and lock picks popped out of it. A few twists and a click later, and the door swung open.</p><p></p><p>“Hello?” asked Vlad. “Is anyone here?”</p><p></p><p>An old woman with a bowl of steaming hot porridge in her hands worked busily in her simple dwelling. She showed no signs of noticing them.</p><p></p><p>“Hello? Ma’am?” Vlad put one hand on her shoulder.</p><p></p><p>The woman shrieked and jumped backwards, dropping the porridge. </p><p></p><p>“Oh my!” she said, looking around at them all. “Well, aren’t you a strange bunch. Have you dealt with all the madmen?”</p><p></p><p>“Sorry, didn’t meant to startle you,” said Vlad. “Yes, we…” he looked askance at Kham, who was staring hungrily at the porridge, “…took care of them.”</p><p></p><p>“Eh?” said the old woman.</p><p></p><p>“I said,” said Vlad. “You’re safe now.”</p><p></p><p>“What?” </p><p></p><p>“I SAID,” shouted Vlad, “YOU’RE SAFE NOW!”</p><p></p><p>“Oh,” said the old woman, blinking back at the force of Vlad’s shout. “Well, why didn’t you say so? Come on in and have some porridge.”</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė rolled her eyes. “Now we know why she’s not crazy like the rest of them.”</p><p></p><p>“Why is that?” asked Dril.</p><p></p><p>“Because she couldn’t hear Cael’s tale of the King in Yellow.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4110226, member: 3285"] [b]Herald of the Yellow King - Part 2d: The Village of Dunover[/b] “Well, there’s definitely someone inside.” Dril’s ear was pressed against the front door. “I can hear movement in there.” “Hello?” shouted Kham, pounding on the door. Blood drenched his boots and mixed with the snow wherever he stepped. “Maybe you’re not the best person to answer the door,” said Vlad. “Let me try.” He knocked on the door again. “I am Vlad Martell, Bailiff of Duke Adolphos val’Tensen. I have been sent to ensure your safety. Please let us in, you will not be harmed.” “Quintus would be proud,” said Kham with a smirk. He wiped Fleshripper off in the snow. “You have a better idea?” asked Dril. “Yeah.” Kham sheathed Fleshripper. He strode over to the door and drew a dagger. “Planning to open the door with that little blade?” asked Ilmarė. “Big things come in small packages,” said Kham. He bumped the hilt of the dagger against the door and lock picks popped out of it. A few twists and a click later, and the door swung open. “Hello?” asked Vlad. “Is anyone here?” An old woman with a bowl of steaming hot porridge in her hands worked busily in her simple dwelling. She showed no signs of noticing them. “Hello? Ma’am?” Vlad put one hand on her shoulder. The woman shrieked and jumped backwards, dropping the porridge. “Oh my!” she said, looking around at them all. “Well, aren’t you a strange bunch. Have you dealt with all the madmen?” “Sorry, didn’t meant to startle you,” said Vlad. “Yes, we…” he looked askance at Kham, who was staring hungrily at the porridge, “…took care of them.” “Eh?” said the old woman. “I said,” said Vlad. “You’re safe now.” “What?” “I SAID,” shouted Vlad, “YOU’RE SAFE NOW!” “Oh,” said the old woman, blinking back at the force of Vlad’s shout. “Well, why didn’t you say so? Come on in and have some porridge.” Ilmarė rolled her eyes. “Now we know why she’s not crazy like the rest of them.” “Why is that?” asked Dril. “Because she couldn’t hear Cael’s tale of the King in Yellow.” [/QUOTE]
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