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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6440164" data-attributes="member: 40413">The villagers continue with their work eyeing the Krivstad citizens as they work.&nbsp; With a dozen working at the job (and at least a score more hovering nearby ready to lend a hand or, perhaps, flee the scene) the woman is quickly tied to the altar wrists at two corners and ankles at the other two.&nbsp; The villagers, once their task is completed, begin slipping away into the mist.One of the younger villagers not yet departed and lurking nearby to see what happens blurts out, &quot;Our village is cursed!&quot;The leader cuts him off with a loud voice, &quot;Enough, Will-O-Scein!&nbsp; Clohn will tell these strangers what they need to know, then they will answer questions of our own.&quot;One of the mounted warriors, a bald man who looks somewhat friendly, though battle-hardened none-the-less, shifts in his saddle.&nbsp; &quot;Yes, Jarl.&quot;&nbsp; He turns to Tender.&nbsp; &quot;Some might call it a curse.&nbsp; We are at the mercy of a fiend that has beset our village; weapons are nigh useless against it.&nbsp; The only thing that keeps it away for a time...&quot;&nbsp; His eyes flick uneasily to the altar.The Jarl interrupts.&nbsp; &quot;And who are you, arrived in your witch's ship?&nbsp; Another plague on Hirot?&quot;The woman continues to pull against her bonds.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 6440164, member: 40413"] The villagers continue with their work eyeing the Krivstad citizens as they work. With a dozen working at the job (and at least a score more hovering nearby ready to lend a hand or, perhaps, flee the scene) the woman is quickly tied to the altar wrists at two corners and ankles at the other two. The villagers, once their task is completed, begin slipping away into the mist. One of the younger villagers not yet departed and lurking nearby to see what happens blurts out, [b]"Our village is cursed!"[/b] The leader cuts him off with a loud voice, [b]"Enough, Will-O-Scein! Clohn will tell these strangers what they need to know, then they will answer questions of our own."[/b] One of the mounted warriors, a bald man who looks somewhat friendly, though battle-hardened none-the-less, shifts in his saddle. [b]"Yes, Jarl."[/b] He turns to Tender. [b]"Some might call it a curse. We are at the mercy of a fiend that has beset our village; weapons are nigh useless against it. The only thing that keeps it away for a time..."[/b] His eyes flick uneasily to the altar. The Jarl interrupts. [b]"And who are you, arrived in your witch's ship? Another plague on Hirot?"[/b] The woman continues to pull against her bonds. [/QUOTE]

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