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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Snipehunt" data-source="post: 1119192" data-attributes="member: 13142">OOC - do you mind using a dice roller?  I like this program - <a href="http://krisinchico.brinkster.net/rolldata.asp" target="_blank">here</a>.  No need to roll this time - you can take a 1 and make the diplomacy check (I'm ruling this is a use of diplomacy to alter reaction).  The suggestion fails. The guard's eyes narrow as Osric draws a weapon and he backs up a few paces, grabbing his musket with his free hand.  As Horatio speaks, the guard shakes his head, appears dazed for a split second, then continues to back up.  He stops suddenly and considers what Horatio has said.He laughs.  "I just be joking with ye.  Of cor', there ain't no need for licenses.  Ain't that right, fellas?"  He glances nervously at the other three guards. Suddenly, his eyes widen and he wears a look of true fear.Before the party can take any action they hear a commanding baritone voice boom out from the South as a tall warrior strides into view. He is wearing a clean, well-maintained breastplate over well-made clothes, and wears a wide-brimmed hat with a white ostrich feather. A brace of pistols are stuck in his belt, which holds a rapier in a scabbard."McDonough, what in the name of the Nine Hells do you think you are doing? Didn't I tell you next time I caught you codging travellers would be your last?" He walks slowly, without concern, up the street, walking right by the group to the locked door of the Upstart Raven. He knocks three sharp, quick raps, then two slow, then three more quick, and yells, "All clear, Duggan, you all can breathe easy again," through the door.Then he walks back the group, smiling and relaxed. "You are excused," he says to the four guardsmen. "Except McDondough - you, drop your musket here, and turn in your gear at the brig tomorrow." More sternly, he says, "And if I don't see you by 9 sharp, I'm sending out a warrant. I'm through with you."McDonough lays down his musket, and slinks off into the night. He spares a mean glance for the 7 newcomers, then disappears between two houses. The other three guards walk North to the guard station."Welcome to Thristletown, such as it is. I'm Sheriff Monat. From Mordent Town," he says, smiling and shaking hands with each. "Stay out of trouble, stay off the roads at night if you know what's good for you, and don't bother the mayor unless you want to be stocked. Now, if you will excuse me, I must see to the men."He immediately begins marching North</blockquote>

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