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Message: <blockquote data-quote="el-remmen" data-source="post: 178599" data-attributes="member: 11">Session #28 (part vi)“So, I wanted you to remind you to be alert for the opportunity when it comes,” Richard said, walking over and leaning on the desk and folding his arms across his chest.“Opportunity?” Martin asked.“To escape,” Richard said, matter-of-factly.  “There will only be four to six guards, hardly any real threat.”Martin sighed. “I will not allow any harm to come to those gaurds.”“Who said anything about harming them?” Richard replied with a smile.“And what about Jana?  This Rindalith fellow will be wanting to take her with him,” Martin explained.  “Well, she is more of a liability than an asset,” Richard said.  “Perhaps we should just let him take her.”“I supposed you can look at people as liabilities or assets, but…”“Is there any other way to look at it?” Richard asked frowning.  “As alumni of the Academy we have a grave duty, and one must begin to look at everyone and everything in terms of whether it helps or hinders us in this duty.”Martin did not respond.“Regardless, we will deal with him when the time comes, just be ready,” Richard said.  He reached into the folds of his robes and withdrew a scrollcase. “This is a scroll with a spell that will protect you from most normal projectiles.  I am giving it to you as a sign of good faith, and to show you that I have nothing but your safety and success in mind.”Richard the Red handed Martin the Green the scroll tube.Martin took it gingerly and turned the hardened leather tube over in his hands.“Thank you,” he said, meekly.“I have preparations to make,” Richard said.  “So if you’ll excuse me.” With a flick of his cape, the elder watch-mage disappeared.“Richard?  Are you still there?” Martin called to the thin air, but there was no response.---------Later that afternoon, Martin the Green made his way over to the constable’s office and requested a chance to speak with Beorth.“So, you’re gonna plan your little break out attempt?” the constable asked with a sneer.“I will not even dignify that with a response,” Martin said.“Too late,” the constable quipped.  “Though I do wish that pig-f*cker would reappear to try to free your companions.  I’d love the chance to watch him bleed up at my feet.”“Lovely,” Martin said, sarcastically.He was led to the room where Jana and Rindalith had had their meeting and soon after Beorth was brought in.“So the situation looks pretty grim,” Beorth said, sitting down.“It could be better,” Martin replied.  “They are treating you okay, I hope?”“As okay as it can be locked in a cell all day,” Beorth replied.  He leaned forward and whispered, “Rindalith came to speak with Jana.  He plans to free her during the trip to 12 Trolls.”Martin sighed.  “This is getting complicated.”“Well, Jana does not plan to allow Rindalith to take her,” Beorth added.“Are you sure?  She seemed pretty willing to accept her fate in regards to her old mentor a few days ago,” Martin said.“I guess when she discovered he did not mean to kill her the alternative did not seem as attractive in comparison.”“Alternative?”“Having to remain with him,” Beorth said.“Interesting,” Martin said.  “Well, I just wanted to make sure you were being treated well and so if you had learned anything new, which you have.  All I can say is to be ready for anything.”Martin left the constable’s office and return to the inn.  Very late that evening, he placed three candles in the window for Ratchis to see.-----------It was well after midnight when Ratchis climbed through the window of Martin’s room.  He had spent the day in hiding, and was frustrated with Martin’s deviation from the plan of one or two candles.“Why the hell did you put three candles in the damn window!?” Ratchis asked angrily.  “Either they were freed or they weren’t.  I wanted to avoid having to climb back in here, that was the whole point.  It is too much of a risk.”“I didn’t know what else to do,” Martin replied.  “They were not freed, but they are being brought to Twelve Trolls for the king to decide.“That is bad news,” Ratchis said.  “I do not trust the kind.”“I think the mercy of the king is our best bet since we are supposed to be doing some special mission for him anyway, according to the message I got from the Castle Steward,” Martin said.“We may still want to consider freeing them before they get there,” Ratchis said.  “How many guards will there be?”“Four to six, but there are other complications,” Martin added.“Of course,” Ratchis said, warming himself by the small hearth in the room.“Jana’s former mentor, Rindalith, plans to free her on the way to Twelve Trolls,” Martin said.  “He plans to dispose of the guards, perhaps literally.”“Does Jana want to go with him?”“Beorth seems to think she has changed her mind on this matter,” Martin explained.  “She will likely fight him.”“Then that means we will have to as well,” Ratchis said.“Well, then there is the matter of Richard the Red,” Martin continued.  “He has offered to get rid of the guards and facilitate our escape as well.  I, of course, said, ‘no’.”“When do you leave for Twelve Trolls?” “Day after tomorrow, first thing,” Martin said“Okay, I am going to try to follow behind as close as I can without being seen,” Ratchis said.  “If and when Rindalith makes a move, I will need for you to make as loud a sound as you can.  Yell, scream and holler if you have to and I will come running.”“Okay,” Martin said.“You won’t see me until then,” Ratchis said.  “I may come up with my own plan before then, just be ready for anything.”“I know…” Martin’s voice trailed off.Ratchis waited until he thought it was clear of the all-too-predictable guards and then slipped out the window again and went off to find a spot to hunker down for a day or so.Martin, who thanks to his ring, was not feeling sleepy, sat down to study the scroll Richard the Red had given him and learn the Protection from Arrows spell.</blockquote>

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