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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Maerdwyn" data-source="post: 1715471" data-attributes="member: 835">Fredar keeps his voice neutral, with perhaps a touch of bitterness. "Guardsman Nathan will be whipped for insubordination. We have come here to deliver a warning: The Goblins mass in the East Forest. Worg riders move unfettered through the countryside where they once feared show their snouts! They threaten those who live outside your walls. If allowed to mass, they threaten you within these walls! [*Nate is working himself up, allowing the speech to guide him, rather than the other way round*] "We fought our way here to warn you, to help defend you from this menace!  But were told that it was nothing to be worried about - that the threat was imagined. And then Nate objected - for he knows the threat is real! He objected, for the sake of every one of you standing here!  And so, he will receive six lashes from Sergeant Dobbel's whip." Fredar now turns, looking at everyone gathered around in turn. "Six Lashes! One for each of his companions who died trying to bring you this warning! Our sergeant fell to goblin spear just yesterday! Think how close we were to Kililngtom when he was cut down, good people!  [a tiny pause to make them consider this, then, with renewed vigor in his voice: ]"The goblin threat is not imagined! Look at Nate's wounds! They are real! [*Fredar tears off his shirt.*] His companion's wounds are real! [He gestures towards his other compantions. Take off your shirts come on. Show them it touches everyone! He turns back to the crowd, speaking forcefully: ] "The Goblins. Are. Real!" [Fredar steps over and stands with his naked back beside Natek. He hopes the other two do as well, but realizing: It's already too late to back out even if they don't. You've committed yourself now, haven't you. Idiot. He says, more calmly and a little more quietly: ] "And now, we have done our duty. If your leaders now ignore us, whipping us, rather than organizing a defense, then so be it!" Fredar sets his jaw and looks straight forward, grimly, and filled with the same feeling he had ten seconds after signing on with the guard. You know you just volunteered for a whipping, right? Er... That's brilliant, Fredar. Nicely done. Maybe you can get him to break your nose while he's at it.</blockquote>

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