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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Maerdwyn" data-source="post: 1735894" data-attributes="member: 835">Fredar watches in horror as they drag Nate's body down from the cross.  You do things 'proper' around here, do you, Sergeant?  Is it proper to bloody a soldier into unconsciousness when there are goblins about? And this when the only members of your garrison are some chickens and a goat? Feh, he'll get his.  Fredar watches the healer bring Nate around.  He goes over to the beaten man and hands him his waterskin. With the Sergeant out of earshot.  "You took it well, then.  Better than he thought, I'll wager. You want something stronger?" He says, not exactly sure if he can deliver.  But then the first of the food begins to arrive.  No alcohol yet, though.  Fredar goes over to one of the new arrivals.  He looks first for any young, attractive, and seemingly unattached women - girls of the type that always seemed to make a big deal of it when a new group of soldiers arrived back in the city, ignoring Fredar for a few days while trying to charm the dashing new arrivals.   We may not look very dashing tonight, but we might still have a few admirers. If he sees one or two, he approaches and says, with concern, "Milady, you've no idea the ordeal my friend has just been through, not to mention what he has suffered on the journey here.  As bad as he looks, well... the pain he's in is worse if you can believe it. And all he's got to comfort him is waterskin we filled from a dirty brook early this morning.  The wonderful food you've brought will help, thank goodness...well, if he can manage eating on his own, with all the pain he's in, that is.   Do you think you could find him a dram of whiskey or two to help him relax, and forget about his pain?"  He gives the girl(s) a few coppers, or whatever will pay for a couple fairly large whiskeys.   If there are no such women about, Fredar thinks, Gods, this is a small town, and goes up to the nearest person who has just dropped off a plate of food, and gives them an apporpriate sum of money, and asks him to get some whiskey for Nate.</blockquote>

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