Iron Heroes: A Saga of Might

[Dr Simon]

It takes the better part of the day to slog through the jungle between the falls and the city, but wherever you are, the days here are long and it is still light when you reach the edge of the settlement (up close, the term "city" seems a bit too grand).

Land has been cleared for about half a mile around it and converted into farmland. The port is surrounded by a wooden palisade, with watchtowers over the gate and interspersed along the perimeter.

The gates are currently open, and a surprising amount of traffic is passing through, mostly heading inside. There is a large caravan, perhaps the one you saw earlier, comprised of ten flat-bed wagons with something piled under tarpaulins. Each wagon is pulled by a huge ox-like creature and driven by a human slave. Two ur-man guards walk alongside each wagon.

However, there are work-gangs of human slaves also being herded back into the city by ur-man overseers, and you also notice some humans who are evidently not slaves, or, if they don't actually have freedom still dress and act like ordinary townsfolk.

The volume of traffic heading through the gates has bought things to a standstill.

 

[Walking Dad]

Defense 13 (FF13), HP 34/34, F +5,R+4,W+4; Ini +2 ; Fury Pool 0/12; DR 1d4

"I see the caravan we wated to avoid near. Ur-Men on charge of human slaves. And some 'civilized' people who are fine with other humans being slave to these things. City is no good place." Olmar quietly judges the situation.

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If the others vote to enter, Olmar will join them anyway.

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Olmar

Reserve Points: 29 / 34

Pick (gripped with both hand and Power attack 1):
1d20+4 - 1d6+6 - 20/x4

In berserker rage:
1d20+5 - 1d6+8 - 20/x4
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[Shayuri]

"We could pretend to be slaves," Vela says as she watches. "They are so common that, as long as they look busy, no one sees them. Or we could steal clothes like the free ones wear."

"Xoria, you speak the ur-men's tongue, yes? You could communicate with them, if we were spoken to?"

 

[mfloyd3]

"Xoria, you speak the ur-men's tongue, yes? You could communicate with them, if we were spoken to?"

"Yes," replies the sorceress. "In fact, I was thinking of disguising myself as an ur-man and herding the rest of you into the city." She is surprising offhand in describing her bizarre plan.

 

[Walking Dad]

Defense 13 (FF13), HP 34/34, F +5,R+4,W+4; Ini +2 ; Fury Pool 0/12; DR 1d4

"Madness! You not look like Ur-Men. You not sound like Ur-Men. Have you disguise magic?" Olmar asks, not keen to 'play' slave.

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If the others vote to enter, Olmar will join them anyway.

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Olmar

Reserve Points: 29 / 34

Pick (gripped with both hand and Power attack 1):
1d20+4 - 1d6+6 - 20/x4

In berserker rage:
1d20+5 - 1d6+8 - 20/x4
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[mfloyd3]

"Madness! You not look like Ur-Men. You not sound like Ur-Men. Have you disguise magic?" Olmar asks, not keen to 'play' slave.

"I have," Xoria replies. She reflects again on their encounter with Montor Roth. "Though if we can enter without using it, perhaps that would be safest."

 

[Shayuri]

"We don't know enough," Vela decides. "We need to learn more. If we go up the road and lie and wait, we can snatch the next free human that passes, and take him some distance away. They will be more familiar with this city and this land than we are. We question whoever it is, then tie them loosely enough that they can squirm free after some time passes. Then we use that time to find and steal a suitable boat."

 

[mfloyd3]

"That seems like a good plan," concedes Xoria. She looks to the others to see if they concur.

 

[Walking Dad]

Defense 13 (FF13), HP 34/34, F +5,R+4,W+4; Ini +2 ; Fury Pool 0/12; DR 1d4

"Yes, sounds much better." Olmar confirms the plan.

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Olmar

Reserve Points: 29 / 34

Pick (gripped with both hand and Power attack 1):
1d20+4 - 1d6+6 - 20/x4

In berserker rage:
1d20+5 - 1d6+8 - 20/x4
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[Dr Simon]

Heading up the road into a rocky defile within the forest, you find the perfect spot for an ambush and, after waiting patiently, you see one of the well-dressed humans heading up the road - away from the city, and it looks like he is searching for something in the road.

Olmar, Vela and Wade rush him and drag him off into the trees - he doesn't seem to be much use in a fight and the process is easy.