[GRIM TALES] Warhammer 'Chronicles of the Witch Hunter'

[Radiant]

Rat

Johannes is losing patience, as he has a really hard time understanding what the halfling says. "Listen peasant!! We don't understand a single word of what you says! This is fortunate because if we did, we would know you are trying to lie to us and our friend from far away would kill you on the spot! Listen, I consider you are lying because you don't tell us anything useful!!!"

In fact, Johannes begins to think something is wrong, because just throwing cadavers' victims in the backyard just doesn't appear coherent to him. It looks more the behaviour of ravening mad murderers than of clever assassins. So Johannes looks at Seif and says: "Hum, without commanding you in any way, maybe you could cut something off this litte liar don't you? I mean, the feet for example, so he wouldn't be tempted to run away, and we could put it on the ground and don't bother to watch him. He has ceased to be interesting in my opinion. I don't care that his employers are murderers, because it's so obvious we don't need to be told. On the other hand we would like to learn that they have an underground maze below the inn for example, or that they are Chaos cultists..."

Johannes turns again toward the halfling and asks: "Did you tell us that your employers were cultists of some Chaos atrocities heh?..."

"I get him. He's still talking bloody crap."
As Johannes mentions cutting of limbs Rat's dagger suddenly reapears, together with a most excited gleam in the eyes."
"If ye don't tell what we wana hear ye don't need you're bloody tongue."

 

[Karl Green]

Three Feather Coach-Inn, May 13th, midday

Outside

The fat little Halfling starts babbling and begging to Rat and Johannes "Oi now der gov'ner and gov'ness, I needs me tongue fer talking! I con be a right good hand at anythin' ye might need! I'm a right fine cook, and stable'boy of course I am. Whats ever ye needs I can do ye right I can. I'm a right fine washer of yer cloths or privates. pick water fer ye. Anything ye need, dat I can do fer ya right fine to... but I needs me tongue. Why to takin' ye orders and such ye know"

Inside

Grimmor and Gunther cut the woman free and ungag her, and she starts screaming and cursing right away (you have not hear to many women this kind of language, except maybe Rat) "Chaos mutie bloody buggers of pigs and sleep! Where are they!? Let me at them I am going to cut off their privates and stuff em down their throats before I gut em! Damn $%@$# dug eating #%## heads! Give me that sword, I'm going to kill em!"

The screaming draws Witch-Hunter Hammer but he holds back to see how the pair deal with her.

 

[Krug]

Grimmor is taken aback by the women's language. "Quieten down, lady, we've taken care of most of them. Where are they? What did they want with you?"

 

[Bobitron]

Grimmor and Gunther cut the woman free and ungag her, and she starts screaming and cursing right away (you have not hear to many women this kind of language, except maybe Rat) "Chaos mutie bloody buggers of pigs and sleep! Where are they!? Let me at them I am going to cut off their privates and stuff em down their throats before I gut em! Damn $%@$# dug eating #%## heads! Give me that sword, I'm going to kill em!"

The screaming draws Witch-Hunter Hammer but he holds back to see how the pair deal with her.

Gunther raises his hands, palms out, in an attempt to calm the woman. "Now, let's be calm. Tell us what has taken place here. WHo was responsible? The inkeeper? The halfling?"

OOC: Make a Diplomacy check if needed, Karl. Gunther has a +10.

 

[Karl Green]

Three Feathers Coach-Inn, May 13th, midday

The Lady seems to calm somewhat, glaring first at Grimmor and then at Gunther. Taking two deep breaths, through clenched teeth she says "Someone drugged me, my food or drink I think. When I woke up, two men had tied me up and gagged me, and were telling me that they were going to sell me to some pig of a noble looking for a wife! I don't know if it was the cook or not, but he had to have known about it."

Diplomacy 13+10=23

 

[Turanil]

Johannes von Tritheim - Smart 4th (current hp: 17 of 18)

"Oi now der gov'ner and gov'ness, I needs me tongue fer talking! I con be a right good hand at anythin' ye might need! I'm a right fine cook, and stable'boy of course I am. Whats ever ye needs I can do ye right I can. I'm a right fine washer of yer cloths or privates. pick water fer ye. Anything ye need, dat I can do fer ya right fine to... but I needs me tongue. Why to takin' ye orders and such ye know"

Johannes wonders if the peasant midget is too stupid or what? "Ah, better let Witch Hunter Hammer decide what to do with this one. Be a judge isn't so easy after all." So he looks at Rat and Seif and suggests "Why not go inside the inn, tie this one, and see by ourselves if we find clues or what. Maybe the cook will know better?"

Then, again to the halfling "By the way, you still owe us those 50 gold pieces, remember?"

 

[Radiant]

Rat

Johannes wonders if the peasant midget is too stupid or what? "Ah, better let Witch Hunter Hammer decide what to do with this one. Be a judge isn't so easy after all." So he looks at Rat and Seif and suggests "Why not go inside the inn, tie this one, and see by ourselves if we find clues or what. Maybe the cook will know better?"

Then, again to the halfling "By the way, you still owe us those 50 gold pieces, remember?"

Rat help Seif to drag the halfling towards the Inn.
"Sure, the Witch-Hunter will want so see this one. Wouldn't want to be in your rotten hide now boy."

 

[Karl Green]

Three Feathers Coach-Inn, May 13th, midday

Dragging the Halfling back into the kitchen, where the fat cook is slowly getting to his feet and rubbing his head. When he see the group he squeals and says "He did it! Not me, I did not have any choice... they made me! I'm just a cook!"

The Halfling starts kicking at the cook yelling "Hes a bloody lier he'is! I didn' do nothin'"

 

[Krug]

"Lets chop both of 'em up. Never did like halflings much. Always thinning good dwarven mead," says Grimmor, inspecting the edge of his axe as though he's an executioner preparing to slice off someone's head.

 

[Turanil]

Johannes von Tritheim - Smart 4th (current hp: 17 of 18)

"Lets tie these cutthroats with ropes, but still keep an eye on them. And lets see they don't have knives or else hidden in their clothes."

Johannes then takes his companions apart, and tell them in a hushed voice, while making sure the halflings are not trying to listen and couldn't do so (Maybe Grimmor may distract them with his axe): "These two are good only for lying. But maybe we could scare them enough with some magical trick of mine, better than with threats of maiming? If you are okay I will try to impress them, so they could maybe tell the truth... What d'you think?" Johannes wants to perform in fact lesser innocuous magic, but doesn't want to anger Witch Hunter Hammer in the process...