Feint Whispers Chapter #3: Festival of Falling

[Mirth]

High-minded noble saps, Tarowyn thinks as he watches the young men carry off their fallen comrade. Look where all that money and entitlement got poor Brachus. At least he'll not sire any more rich idiots.

"Let's hope House Evenwood doesn't play with threats of death as easily as those thick-headed boys," Tarowyn says as he falls into step with Jericho. "I have a feeling this is going to be a horrible waste of a day."

 

[Tokiwong]

"Let's hope House Evenwood doesn't play with threats of death as easily as those thick-headed boys," Tarowyn says as he falls into step with Jericho. "I have a feeling this is going to be a horrible waste of a day."

"Well keep your temper in check, elf, and we should be fine, that goes for everyone. Whatever grievances you have we are here on the word and honor of the Sherrif, we should portray ourselves accordingly. I do not wish to cause a scandel with the nobility, outside of sleeping with their lonely wives..."

Jericho chuckles... as he walks.

Seems like my companions have a grievance with the rich... how strange.

 

[Krug]

"What evidence do we have of his guilt?" Bhartus says, wondering, as he makes his way with the rest.

 

[Talindra]

"My thoughts exactly." Up until this point, Ardoss has been quiet, his brow furrowed in thought. "I will mete out justice, but I will not kill the boy without proof."

 

[KaintheSeeker]

So much for the 'noble estate' and the regard for life and honor. Whitney thinks dourly as she falls into step, suprised at the diffence etween the minor nobles and her father and step-brother.

"Perhaps we can arrest him and turn him over to the magistrate, but I doubt those hot heads will be molified with that..we'll have to make sure the Sherriff and his men protect him till the trial." sighs. "I swear, such blood lust can have no good come from it."

 

[Talindra]

**deleting double post.... **

 

[Talindra]

Ardoss looks troubled. “I am not so sure......I fear that the sheriff might not be able to protect him, especially if the nobles pressure him. I’d not like to hand the boy over to a lynch mob.”

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho glances over his shoulder...

"I have no intention of handing anyone off to anyone, I want to get to the bottom of this, and fight out what happened. We have no proof outside of hearsay that he was involved. I fear that there may be larger things afoot her, perhaps a game of sorts, the more wealth one has, the more enemies one accrues, or so it is said in my homeland. I take nothing at face value."

 

[KaintheSeeker]

"Aye, but we can't merely stand by and look in from the outside." sighs and rubs her brow. "We've got hearsay, but no evidence against the statement either..we should ask around and see if the victim and the accused had reason to fight.." Mist peeks out from her spot on Whitney's shoulders and looks around. "I would say that the whole thing could have been a bit too much ale speaking but you are right Jericho, we should walk careful for now."

 

[Mirth]

"Two things come to mind, so far," Tarowyn states matter-of-factly as the group makes its way to House Evenwood. "Jericho, you were on watch when this happened. Was there anything strange or out of place that you saw right before this happened? Maybe something that just didn't seem right, but wasn't suspicious enough at the time to stand out?"

"And Bhartus," the elf continues, "you were the only one of us to examine the body. Did anything seem amiss there? What specifically can you remember about the wound?"

"The more we know, the better able we will be to sort this sticky mess out," Tarowyn looks into the distance ahead of them. "However, our orders are clear. Whiteclove wants us to arrest this Darven Evenwood, so that is what we shall do."