Rystil Arden
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(OOC: Lasair will agree to take the armour--they did get it from Phineus so its purchased from stolen money and John can watch over them)
Festival of Halina (Orsal Judging)
- Thread starter Bront
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"Erm. I'm glad all this theoretical nonsense is over with. I don't much care for long-winded interpretation of a simple event. They are bandits. They attempted to rob us. They failed. Their loss.
As for me, I'll take this light crossbow. Haven't been able to get my hands on one of these for ages..."
Sunny takes one of the light crossbows and 25 bolts.
As for me, I'll take this light crossbow. Haven't been able to get my hands on one of these for ages..."
Sunny takes one of the light crossbows and 25 bolts.
The discussion complete, Oirhandir helped collect enough firewood to make a decent funeral pyre and to lay the bodies out with some measure of dignity. He insisted that the surviving bandits aid in this task to the extent that they were able; after all, the deceased were their comrades, and there was no time like the present to accustom them to honest work.
That complete, he joined the caravan in the little clearing, and pointed out the waist-high stone pillar at its entrance that once served as the marker for the turn-off to Fallon, many, many years ago. He also pointed out the path at the rear of the clearing that was the beginning of the old road, and implored the curious to "go and see for yourself -- there are still cobblestones there poking through the ground".
After a quick meal, and seeing that the animals were cared for and watered, Oirhandir lead the bandits who were conscious to the funeral pyre, and asked if anyone wanted to say a few words. Once the simple ceremony was concluded and the pyre lit, the elf mounted Hiriloce, and took up his vigil at the back of the caravan once again, glancing back at the forlorn survivors of Phineus's folly as the smoke drifted over the road.
That complete, he joined the caravan in the little clearing, and pointed out the waist-high stone pillar at its entrance that once served as the marker for the turn-off to Fallon, many, many years ago. He also pointed out the path at the rear of the clearing that was the beginning of the old road, and implored the curious to "go and see for yourself -- there are still cobblestones there poking through the ground".
After a quick meal, and seeing that the animals were cared for and watered, Oirhandir lead the bandits who were conscious to the funeral pyre, and asked if anyone wanted to say a few words. Once the simple ceremony was concluded and the pyre lit, the elf mounted Hiriloce, and took up his vigil at the back of the caravan once again, glancing back at the forlorn survivors of Phineus's folly as the smoke drifted over the road.
Kishwa Dogteeth
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Bront said:
"Let'em go now an' we mit be meetin'em again on deh way back. If dat 'appen Fang not listen ta anymore bleedin' 'eart nonsense. He flat out kill 'em, an deh blood nit be on me hands. It be on deh hand of dose dat let'em go."
"As fer deh gold. I nit be given a penny'o me share unless I be 100% sure dat deh money be goin to deh rightul owner."
With that Fang spins away and walks off, obviously frustrated.
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LogicsFate
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"Does anyone need a water skin?" still poking through the pack
Bront
The man with the probe
The bandits help with the pyre, gathering wood and building the site. The third one wakes up after a while, though he is still weak. They remove their armor and leave it with the rest of the stuff, and, if no one objects, they take a ration each and begin to head back down the river towards Orussus.
Rystil Arden
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"Please, be calm, friend Fang. The best way to think of this is not about having a 'share' to give. This money belongs to someone else, and they might need it, so we don't have any rightful ownership of it unless they gift it upon us--as Ingus said he would have done. Do not frown, for perhaps this will happen when we reach our goal--we'll just wait and find out, OK?"
Oirhandir heard Fang and Lasair talking, or maybe arguing...well, discussing something up ahead. It seemed to him that they were still talking about the bandits, or possibly something connected to the attack or the division of the coins or such.
He sighed. It was going to be a long day. Looking on the brighter side of things, he surmised that maybe Fang would wear her out. Then he considered the respective realms of Fang's prowess and Lasair's, and concluded that would be quite unlikely.
He sighed. It was going to be a long day. Looking on the brighter side of things, he surmised that maybe Fang would wear her out. Then he considered the respective realms of Fang's prowess and Lasair's, and concluded that would be quite unlikely.
Rystil Arden
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"Don't worry, I'm sure Fang is a nice person at heart--he's just tired now from all that battle-frenzy, I guess. He is certainly a doughty warrior though."
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