Feint Whispers Chapter #3: Festival of Falling

[Tokiwong]

Jericho kneels down to check the boy... and then stands...

"I never really liked thieves..."

Jericho looks to the crowd and sheaths his blade, after cleaning it...

"Guards... might want to clean this up... poor lad..."

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney cringes at the carnage but keeps quiet as she turns and walks away. (Unseen under her cloak's hood she sheds a tear for the wasted life on the floor). Mist purrs and tries to confort her as she heads back to the room

 

[Tokiwong]

Whitney cringes at the carnage but keeps quiet as she turns and walks away. (Unseen under her cloak's hood she sheds a tear for the wasted life on the floor). Mist purrs and tries to confort her as she heads back to the room

Jericho goes back to the safehouse...

"You alright, Whitney, that little cutpurse didn't nick yah did he?"

Jericho yawns.

"Man I am hungry."

 

[jasamcarl]

You hear a trotting, and then see Sir Whiteclove, mounted on his warhorse approach, flanked by his four deputies, yelling at the crowd, "Stand back! Stand back! Let me see." He comes up in front of Jericho to sight of the blood scene, looks to the body, then to the severed arm, still holding the dagger. His teeth grits briefly and then he looks to the party, including the recently arrived Tarowyn. "Join me in my office." He motion to the guards to clear away the corpse and then makes a sudden motion with his bride as his horse rears away and trots towards the magistrate's building.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

"You alright, Whitney, that little cutpurse didn't nick yah did he?"

Jericho yawns.

"Man I am hungry."

"No, I'm well." pulls out her letter and resumes writing, trying to put the whole incident behind her.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho nods...

"As you wish Sir Whiteclove."

Jericho goes to the office.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney nods, tucking her letter away and follows the others to the office. Quiet and withdrawn most of the way there.

 

[jasamcarl]

When everyone is within the office, the sheriff turns on the party, "Was that really neccessary? He looks from face to face, finally settling on Jericho; this seems to be your style D'orite. This town cannot afford this type of disruption to the course of business. What do the lot of you have to say about this?"

For those who might want ot vent on Jericho.

 

[Tokiwong]

"I make no apologies... for what has happened..."

Jericho looks around...

"D'orite law is very strict on criminals... I can only assume these lands are somewhat more forgiving. The loss of the child was unfortunate, but it is done, and perhaps another child will think twice before going down that road."

 

[KaintheSeeker]

"I make no apologies... for what has happened..."

Jericho looks around...

"D'orite law is very strict on criminals... I can only assume these lands are somewhat more forgiving. The loss of the child was unfortunate, but it is done, and perhaps another child will think twice before going down that road."

"It is my fault your lordship, Jericho moved to defend me.. had I been more cautious the boy wouldn't have drawn a blade on me when I caught him stealing from me." looks down. "I wasn't thinking that he'd be so rash."