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Message: <blockquote data-quote="doghead" data-source="post: 1550303" data-attributes="member: 8243">The next ten minutes take an eternity.People dash off. More people arrive. Everyone has suggestions and wants to help. They get in each others way. Some break into screams at the sight of dead loved ones. There is a surge as the crowd realises that there are wounded goblins aboard the wagon and there is nearly a people's power lynching. The people are quietened and the priests arrive. The is almost another lynching as the merchant whose wagon this is arrives and curses the men who lost him his lifesavings. (Never speak ill of the dead) Spells are cast by the priests. The wounded man is carried away. The goblins also. "Ware!" A single voice rises faintly above the burble of the crowd. "Ware! It is hungry." People push forwards to congratulate you. Faintly at first, but slowly becoming more clear as the noise of the crowd dies around it, the owner of voice approaches unseen. "Ware! Hear me and mark these words! The half fiend walk amoung us! Ware!" The crowd slowly parts to reveal a tiny old man with blazing eyes. He walks slowly your way. He stops. The crowd is silent."Ware the half fiend! He has eaten the flesh of man. Can you not smell the stench of dead flesh on his breath? Does not reak of corruption burn in your nose?"He moves amoung you. Stopping sniffing. Glaring."You doubt me because you cannot see him?" he shoots at a startled Nate. "No! The fiend is cunning and dangerous. Clothed in the form of another, he hides his fowl appearence. But I know! I have the sight! He works his vile magicks and I know!"He shuffles and sniffs amoung you. Pauses. Sniffs. He steps over to Oscar and bends down to inspect his bound and bloody arm. His nose wrinkles. Sniff. Sniff."Ware! For he walks amoung us. His dread servants commit dire deeds for his glory! He plays with fowl forces! He commands dire poultrygeists!""Ware he is here!" he cries twisting around to come nose to nose with Sadolath. "The reek of the flesh of man is strong on his breath! The worm of corrupted powers is deep within him. Twisting and turning! I know! I know him!"He throws back his head and arms. "Ware and bewarned!"He spins back around to face the crowd. "Hear what I say," he adds softly. "You have been warned. But will you heed?" And at that the old man shuffles of back into the crowd. Its a noticably quieter crowd that is eventually dispersed and sent on their business by the bawled commands of the sargeant. The last loose ends are tied away. The dead taken to the Keepers temple. The goblins to the cells. The wagon and horses are hauled off to the barracks. And the sargeant sets you free."There's no room at the barracks at the moment as we're recruiting. Things are pretty much full everywere ... execpt for The Three Bells. It a nice place though. Don't worry about the details, I'll sort it with Gweven. Just get yourself some food and rest. A bath if you wish. We'll go over everything tomorrow. Nine of the clock at the north barracks."Dismissed."Its obvious why the Three Bells isn't full as soon as you arrive. Bremen soldiers. About half a dozen of them are sprawled out in the common room - smoking, playing dice and just relaxing. Its been near 60 years since the Bremen were used to crush the Middensong Uprising. But the people around here still remember the gusto they went about their work.ooc: OK. Thats it from me for the next week. I got you into town. The night is yours to do with as you wish. Feel free to DM for each other. Just don't do anything to my thread you wouldn't want doing to yours.Argent - Oscar is all healed (back to full).NacMacFeegle - you're one of the milita here. Feel free to drop Caddoc in whenever it suits. You could even have been one of the riders who came out to the wagon if it works for you.Seonaid - Lisa is all yours.I'll pick it up when I get back with something like this: "Morning finds you still groggy and thick headed with sleep and perfectly happy to snuggle back under the covers for another hour."Have fun. the head of the dog </blockquote>

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