Iron Heroes: A Saga of Might

[mfloyd3]

Xoria stands over the hapless captive's prone figure, somehow managing to look imperious despite her rags. She regards him with a piercing gaze.

"Your name, dog," she demands, in the Ur-tongue.

OOC: Intimidate check at +7

 

[Walking Dad]

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

Olmar easily keeps his hold on the smaller man.

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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]

"C-Clem," says the man. "Please don't hurt me, I'm only a simple trader, I've nothing of value!"

 

[mfloyd3]

"What were you doing on the road?" asks Xoria. "What were you looking for?"

 

[Shayuri]

A simple trader, Vela thinks. Not a slave.

"Answer her," the desert-born warrior advises. "Then tell us of the ur-men in the city, and why you are not a slave."

 

[Dr Simon]

Clem looks between the two fierce and tatterdemalion women confronting him and swallows nervously.

"My m-master lost his purse," he says, "so he sent me back on our trail to look for it." He turns to Vela and gives a short humourless laugh. "Not a slave in name, perhaps," he says, "Call it a gilded cage. The ur-men have no head for business, they need humans to do their buying and selling, men like my master, Grand Merchant Thorsil. But there are many rules that say what we can do, where we can go, when we can travel. I'll probably get into trouble for talking to you if anyone finds out."

 

[Walking Dad]

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

"You already in trouble, weak man." Olmar says menacingly.

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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]

"But," Vela adds, "There is a way out of the trouble. We have need of a boat that will carry us over the water to a land that the ur-men do not rule. You will help us, yes? Perhaps you too can be free."

 

[Dr Simon]

Clem gives a humourless laugh again.

"Do I have much choice?" he says. "I'm in trouble either way. What do you want me to do?"

 

[mfloyd3]

"What seaworthy ships are in harbor?" asks Xoria.