IG's "Those Left Behind" Chapter 2

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP35/35

"Do I detect the seeds of a brewing 'revolution?' "

 

[Scotley]

Rogash

The dwarf can only wonder if anyone he knows will be part of the carnival.

 

[Friadoc]

"The extremes of law can often be as hideous as those of chaos," says Buurt as he finally joins his nascent colleagues. Upon fully seeing Buurt, calling the half-orc clean would be an understatement. His goatee is freshly, neatly trimmed with the rest of his jawline cleanly shaved. His black hair is washed and pulled back tightly into a ponytail. His cloak and armor are not only cleaned, but in good order with the armor oiled. Even most young nobles would be hard pressed to be cleaner and more presentable.

"It always amazed me at how often the most pious judiciary would turn into a murderous fool given the proper motivation," says Buurt with a shrug. "So often would the righteous good of something be lost by the extreme fundamentalism of law and order versus disorder and chaos."

With that, the half-orc scout walks to the bar and smiles at the server and asks, "Would you happen to have some sweet meats and cornbread?"

 

[Scott DeWar]

Caerwyn is fuming at the injustice of torture ... it is apperent his eating has become mearly mechanical. One hand rests on his sword hilt....

With that, the half-orc scout walks to the bar and smiles at the server and asks, "Would you happen to have some sweet meats and cornbread?"

his eyes clear and his brow furrows "Sweet meats? What are sweet meats. Sis?"

 

[jkason]

Shaimon Hu'u, barbaric human druid

Shai devours his food with a rather singular attention, foregoing most of the debate about the magical items and their disposal. For all the world he seems to only have eyes for his plate and cup.

He surfaces from his gorging, however, as the others take note of the prisoners' carnival. He frowns a moment, wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve.

"Was bad folk took Loddie," he says. "Maybe some of them out there would have heard something, or have a notion what happened to that nasty mob boss, you think?"

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP35/35

"It certainly couldn't hurt to ask, Shaimon! Asking questions is the best way to learn any kind of information, after all."

OOC: Uulark has now completed his devouring of a substantial portion of a side of bacon, and has now moved on to toast and jam.

 

[Scott DeWar]

Caerwyn just glares at the torturers and absent mindedly grabs some of Uulark's toast and jam. (he is a barbarian, ya know! whatcha expect? manners?!)

 

[industrygothica]

"The extremes of law can often be as hideous as those of chaos," says Buurt as he finally joins his nascent colleagues. Upon fully seeing Buurt, calling the half-orc clean would be an understatement. His goatee is freshly, neatly trimmed with the rest of his jawline cleanly shaved. His black hair is washed and pulled back tightly into a ponytail. His cloak and armor are not only cleaned, but in good order with the armor oiled. Even most young nobles would be hard pressed to be cleaner and more presentable.

"It always amazed me at how often the most pious judiciary would turn into a murderous fool given the proper motivation," says Buurt with a shrug. "So often would the righteous good of something be lost by the extreme fundamentalism of law and order versus disorder and chaos."

With that, the half-orc scout walks to the bar and smiles at the server and asks, "Would you happen to have some sweet meats and cornbread?"

The young barmaid is clearly taken aback by the unusual, well-spoken half-orc. She promptly fetches a heaping plate of cornbread and presents it with a tall glass of milk, and a promise to find some meat to suit the man's pallet.

Caerwyn just glares at the torturers and absent mindedly grabs some of Uulark's toast and jam. (he is a barbarian, ya know! whatcha expect? manners?!)

Oh no, these are not the torturers, but simply a few of the townsfolk that will no doubt partake in the celebration of those who are.

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP35/35

Caerwyn just glares at the torturers and absent mindedly grabs some of Uulark's toast and jam. (he is a barbarian, ya know! whatcha expect? manners?!)

"Hey!!! Gmflablemifits pringleboffer borgus" says Uulark around a mouthful of toast and jam.

 

[Scott DeWar]

Caerwyn looks blankly at Uulark while munching on the toast and jam, a look of consternation on his face, then sudenly he gets a look of comprehension, " I am sorry, you are speaking a language i do not know. I haven't been lernt like you, so i have no idea what you just said. Were you saying that it is a shame that people torture others and suppress their freedomns? if so, i totally agree. enslavement is always a complet wrong."

he rases the toast in a toast and then takes a drink of ale to wash it down.