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Knightmares of Khorvaire

Lyran

"I think with what Zook found, we have plenty of evidence to put him in the hands of the proper authorities. If half the stories of Karrnathi prisons I have heard are true, he won't be getting out any time soon. If his Emerald Claw friends like him so well to even try and get him out, well then, that will lead them to us...let's keep justice our goal here, not vengance."
 

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Kolarred and Luthal hold firm on Erreaminin, the gnoll especially putting pressure across the man's forehead with his beefy forearm. Despite Erreaminin's constant struggle to escape, the two Knightmare's grips are too firm, and after about fifty seconds the man falls unconscious and drops to the floor. Zook flies in and grabs ahold of the small vial before it breaks on the floor. The group look at each other, wondering what they should do now.

After a first shock Zook open his hand ans ties to figure out what this vial contains. As he has no clue. He ask loudly “what can this be?!” “I have never seen something like this before” he shows the vial to everyone and looks the faces as he presents it, seeing if anyone make a gesture to recognize the item.
 

Marta Du'Orien wraps up her briefing as neither Tyler, Tomanta, or Margan apparently have any further need of information. Tomanta's quick scans of the pages produce numerous areas where traps could be laid or ambushes could take place... too numerous a number to even begin to plan for all of them. Marta stands up from her chair when suddenly there is a soft knock on the door. She goes and opens it and finds the large gnoll standing there.

'Ah. Luthal. Good. I take it things are taken care of downstairs? Very good. All right gentlemen, get going... you have a long road ahead of you. Luthal, take these three down with you so everyone can go over everything that is going on and make plans for how they are going to accomplish their tasks?'

And with that, Marta ushers the three men out into the hallway and shuts the door behind her. The four men walk downstairs and re-enter the dining hall... and Tyler Du'Orien sees the group hovering over the unconscious form of Erreaminin on the floor. By this point, the other patrons have gotten up and left the area, so it is only the nine men that remain (plus the waiter on the floor and the body in the freezer.

'What happened here? Did the interrogation get a little out of hand? Find anything out? We got ourselves a whole heap of stuff to go over while we were upstairs.'

He sees the changeling standing with the small vial in his hand and throws him a curious look. The liquid inside the glass is light blue with milky swirls, and Tyler isn't able to place what it might be.

'It seems we have a lot ahead of us and the road is long. We better start making some decisions about what we are doing in our immediate future, because I'd like to get on the road heading north by tomorrow morning.'

And with that, Tyler pulls out a chair and sits down... waiting to hear any information the group passes along to each other and what they want to do with the rest of their evening.
 

Luthal

"Right then. First tings first, we gotta get rid of this one. I'll drag him out to the street, if someone can find me a guardsman to put 'im in chains." He glances over towards Kolarred and Tyler. "I don't get yer justice around these parts yet, but seems it's a bit different than in my lands. I think it's best to leave it to you to sort."

He shrugs his hunched shoulders, the fur now flat again once the excitement died down. "Whatever you all want. I just want to get a nice nap in before we hit the roads. This looks like a tough trip, ya know?"
 

"Hold on," Tom says as he heads back upstairs. A few minutes later he comes back down with a pair of manacles. "These should hold him until we get him to the authorities. Of course, we need to keep an eye on him as well.".

Tomanta sets the manacles on the table, pauses for a moment, then adds "We should also leave at first light. We can't afford to wait here any longer than we have to. I'm going back upstairs to look at the maps some more."

When he gets upstairs he starts to pack, intending to leave far earlier than he suggested in front of the 'guest' downstairs.
 
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Kolarred takes the manacle and quickly puts them around the waiters hand. He then turns towards the lady. "This men attempted to kill us and might have killed the cook. He works for the Emerald Claw and will probably repeat everything he saw here if we don't take care of him. Can we count on you to make sure justice is properly done on this man?
 

Zook raises his head from looking on the vial. “I must say that even we know that time is a problem. Maybe some of the magicians want to think and pick out spells and study them” “Never be to hasty my dad says “I suggest to take a early night and leave yearly in the morning, we do not know the way and the traps are many” “Maybe not using the most obvious way” he snaps some air “can help us taking the claw by surprise, we may be many” “but if we got 1 or 2 scouts we can make good speed” He looks around him and asks “are there others that makes their living by being a Rouge?”

He takes a seat near Kolared, to help him take Erreaminin whereever Marta Du'Orien sends them.
 

When Tomanta rushes upstairs, he comes upon Marta Du'Orien in the hallway, carrying her bags what looks to be back downstairs. She gives an appraising eye over the House member, and then nods to him as he continues to his room.

'Good luck, Tomanta. I hope you and the others can find the rod.'

With that, she turns and walks downstairs to check out of the inn.

Tomanta grabs the manacles and hurries back downstairs, handing them off to the paladin. Sir Kolarred steps over the still-unconscious prone form of Erreaminin and clasps the manacles around his wrists, binding them tightly behind the waiter's back. Kolarred motions for Luthal's help, and the two of them pull Erreaminin to his feet, and begin walking him out through the kitchen. Lyran grabs the poisoned jug of wine and follows them both. Zook rushes off to find a town guardsman, and Kolarred, Luthal and Lyran wait in the kitchen, preparing the evidence of the dead cook, the bloody knife, and the poison.

Tyler, Margan, Lynx, Tomanta and Kort go back into the front room of the inn, where they put their heads together to decide whether they are going to stay the night here and leave in the morning... find another inn to stay the night inn... or forsake the night's rest and hit the road now. They have not yet made a decision on that.

Eventually the guardsman comes to the door of the kitchen, the Knightmares within tell him everything that happened, and after about an hour Erreaminin is carted off along with all the evidence. Indications are that the waiter will be hung at first light. The four in the kitchen then go and meet up with the rest of the group, whatever they decide to do.
 
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Luthal

Luthal uses the water from a barrel in the kitchen to wash the blood from his pelt, and shakes himself dry, splashing cold water all over Kolarred in the process. "Ha, sorry 'bout that, friend." He sits on the counter in the kitchen, gnawing on a loaf of bread, stale after sitting out all day.

"I'm glad we won't see that one again. I hate leaving behind enemies that night come back to give me grief later." He gives Lyran a wide grin. "But it will be tough for 'im to come after us again when the crows are picking out his eyes while he swings, eh?" Luthal breaks out into a howling laugh, his entire body shaking.

The laughter eventually dies down, and Luthal suddenly gets somber. "Maybe I shouldn't joke. Strange things happen. Once, in my land, I saw a corpse hanging, dead for a week, that was strugglin' to break free of the rope that held it! The people of the town just avoided the square rather than deal with the rottin' body. I had to hack it ta bits in order to get it to stop wrigglin'!

But no matter. I'm sure this one is good and dead."


Luthal stretches his long arms out, reaching towards the ceiling with a yawn. "Do you think we'll be leavin' tonight, or should I catch a nap? Maybe we should head upstairs and find out what's going on."
 
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