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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Smeege The Mighty" data-source="post: 1150726" data-attributes="member: 13909">Interlude:  The Morning After IINevroth awoke fully rested for the first time since the encounter in the Block and Tackle.  He thought back on the previous night's events as he dressed.  He had planned on merely following the pair of pirates until an opportunity presented itself.  Sitting near them in the bar, he had been pleasantly surprised when they challenged him to a game of darts.  After that, they invited him to join in their pub crawl.  It had been simple enough to steer the drunken fools down an alley.  When they both decided to relieve themselves against a wall, he drew his swords and struck.  Before the other could react, an arrow from the shadows took him in the chest.  Obviously, Parika had kept her eyes open.  Nevroth laughed as one of the pirates recovered enough wits to exclaim, "But we thought you were our friend!"  He couldn't honestly consider killing them to be a fight.  Drunk and off guard, they offered almost no resistance at all.When it was over, he took their headbands, leaving the bodies as they lay, with their pants still around their ankles.  Watching Parika carefully retrieve her arrows, and seeing the way she kept looking around, he guessed she was having second thoughts about the night's activities.  That was fine with him.  She had proven to be a worthy companion, and he trusted her at his side in a fight.  But it had been wrong to ask her to join in his crusade.  This quest for vengance was his, not hers.  From now on, he would hunt alone.*As the DM pointed out, 100% of my characters (all two of them)  in the Freeport campaign have lured people to their deaths in Scurvytown.  I really don't plan on Nevroth turning evil, but this revenge thing is going to remain a driving force in his life.  Only time will tell, I suppose.</blockquote>

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