Forest of Doom - IC Thread

[AlphaSheWolf]

OOC: sorry for not posting earlier. spent the weekend at the daughter's. didn't know that was going to happen. then when i got home found the cats had a field day with walking on the keyboard and pulling plugs out of the pc and surge protector. so spent much of the day defragging and reconnecting the pc

Keena reaches the window. The man is still talking.

"So, it shall soon be time to cook my dinner, and then I shall partake of your womanly delights! You cost me a pretty penny, those Mirewater dwarves drive a hard bargain! You had best be worth it, or I'll return you to them!"

Looking in the window, Keena sees a comfortably furnished, rustic chamber, a bed piled with furs, flames crackle merrily in the fireplace. The man is addressing an attractive nude woman with auburn hair, she's kneeling by the bed with her hands in her lap and regarding him nervously. She is wearing only a leather slave collar.

Keena felt her blood boil at the sight of the enslaved woman. She was generally a live and let live type of person, but slavery was not one of those things. She quietly tells the others what she sees inside the hut. Then prepares her bow.

OOC: Keena will stay where she is at if the other decide to go inside to rescue the girl. she will use her bow and snipe at the man through the window if things go bad

 

[Artur Hawkwing]

Kip looks at the reactions of his companions and speaks in a low voice, so as not to be overheard from inside, his tone stern, though not harsh.

Who are we to stand here and pass judgement on this guy? It doesn't look as if he's mistreated her from what you said, no bruises, blood and the like. Because this guy doesn't meet your moral standards you're going to rush in, brutally slay him and then do what with the woman? Not like we can simply take her across the street and drop her off at an orphanage or something. Someone else we have to expend our limited supplies to protect and feed, in the middle of a Gods forsaken forest with who knows what kind of nasty creatures stumbling about who might make a meal of her.

Kip pauses for a breath.

Look. I'm not a big fan of slavery of certain types, but at the same time, I'm practical. Is rushing in there in a blind murderous fury what you really want to do? Because that's what you are proposing we do. If he attacked us first, stunned one of us with an evil eye or something, that's provocation, but, rushing in there just because you dont like the fact that he has done something you find distasteful, despite it being perfectly legal...

Each time he says the word 'Murder' he seems to hesitate a moment.

We need to be cautious. We need shelter for the night, but I wont participate in killing a man who is just innocently going about his business within his own house.

A Rogue saying such a thing? Unheardof! Yet there it had been said. Kip crosses his arms as if to say that is the end of his argument.

 

[Cor Azer]

"I am not advocating 'blind murderous fury', although my ire is raised when someone is subjected to such treatment." Paaq grits his teeth, trying his utmost to keep an even tone. "And I find it ill-argued to, possibly intentionally, misconstrue my statements as such."

He wipes his brow and looks off to the distance to recollect his thoughts.

"Look, I'm not so naive as to think the group of us will agree on every moral issue we encounter. Songs tell of great friends going on great adventures, but that's only because arguments make for poor tales - reality is much more difficult."

"But I cannot abide slavery. It is not a legal issue for me; it's a moral, an ethical issue. To so completely deny another person even the right of making their own way in the world... I cannot... Stand by without action."

Paaq gestures at the building. "If he so desires that woman, why not wed her? Offer her the full rights and privileges of marriage. But if she chooses to leave, then she should be given that chance."

"Hells below! Even if she chooses to stay, at least she was given the choice! I don't understand it, but there are some people who enjoy no existence except to act as some sort of puppet in a make-believe world for those wanting to escape the drudgery of their real life."

He sighs, leveling his tone. "'All evil needs to survive is for good people to do nothing.' I cannot leave without knowing the woman chooses to stay of her own free-will. I have no desire to harm the man, but if she wants to leave, we should give her that chance."

 

[AlphaSheWolf]

Keena did not voice her opinion, but by her subtle expression it was clear she supported Paaq's argument. *Well except for one thing# Keena thinks to herself *all slavers and slave owners need to be killed on the spot like rabid dogs* Keena keeps this thought to herself instead of sharing it with the others. Instead, she takes a deep breath and prepares herself for what must be done. Knotching an arrow into her bow, Keena quickly rises up from where she is kneeling beneath the window and fires (She will be using Point Blank Shot)

OOC: sorry boys, but zero tolerance is zero tolerance

 

[Artur Hawkwing]

Kip expected such a response from Paaq, and seemed prepared to bring a response, but his point is rendered moot as Keena levers herself up again to face the window and quick as a whisker draws and shoots. He curses aloud, and rather sufficiently covers most of the Pantheon in one four word sentence. The die is now cast, and he has a decision to make. To step back and let what may happen, happen or to prepare himself to defend his comrades. Even as he debates the situation his instinct kicks in and he looks for somewhere not to be seen, a pocket of shadow into which he can attempt to hide. However, even as he steps into a nearby pocket of shadow, he is still clearly visible, crouching and scowling, his right hand on the handle of one of his daggers.

 

[AlphaSheWolf]

OOC: oops, used wrong die for dmg, will reroll

 

[Cor Azer]

Paaq barely registered Keena's action at first, merely noting her nodding agreement before looking to Eric, Lirael, and Jonath for their opinions. Huh, he thinks. Why notch an arr... ?!

"Ow?! Hells below!"

Paaq knows he isn't fast enough to stop the arrow's flight, so he doesn't bother trying. Briefly, he wonders what could have so traumatized her to force such an action, but then decides it doesn't matter; he would support her in her cause as best he could.

Slowly, Paaq draws his sword, readying himself for a response from the hut.

 

[Patryn of Elvenshae]

Jonath Cailan:

OOC: I like that your 1d8+3 damage roll nearly beat out your 3d20 damage roll. Hooray for strange probabilities!

He sighs, leveling his tone. "'All evil needs to survive is for good people to do nothing.' I cannot leave without knowing the woman chooses to stay of her own free-will. I have no desire to harm the man, but if she wants to leave, we should give her that chance."

Jonath nods. "Aye - I don't think we should leave her here, either - I think we could, perhaps, convince the man to let her go. He seems like he could be reasonable enough, and, at worst, we'll just be forced to buy her from him and free her ourownselves. In fact, I have a plan. We should ..."

*thunk*

 

[AlphaSheWolf]

Jonath Cailan:

OOC: I like that your 1d8+3 damage roll nearly beat out your 3d20 damage roll. Hooray for strange probabilities!

OOC: So very true. I was pleasantly surprised. Guess the Gods of Probability decided to look favorably upon me

 

[Artur Hawkwing]

OOC: So very true. I was pleasantly surprised. Guess the Gods of Probability decided to look favorably upon me

OOC: Karma.