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Phaeton's Falcons

Once down the shaft, Livingston will stand next to Deric and whisper, "With time as a factor, I think there was naught else we could do. I just think this was the first time our friends have witnessed an event like that, seeing helpless men killed, even if they would have done the same to us and worse. Fret not, my friend, the time of killing has not ended quite yet."

Livingston will try and stay near the rear of the group as we walk in the underground.
 

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Roland takes up a position near to the front of the group, where his healing abilities will be most needed. "What they might do to us does not justify what we did do to them. I regret greatly not speaking up when I had the chance, for there were other options. Their deaths were unnecessary--not to mention the fact that we might not catch the man we now pursue, in which case we just ensured we will have no live prisoners to interrogate or bring back to our employer. But it is too late now to object, and we must press on..."
 

Icklebad Moffet - Gnome Rogue

"Yeah. I guess I should have spoken up sooner as well." "Those guys were probably just hired thugs, not really evil, and they might have been good for information". "But we can't undead them, so lets get on with it."
 

Vyleya Argnon - Human Fighter 2, 22/22 HP

Vyleya makes room for the others as they descend, taking the fore of the group, where trouble, be it in the form of bolts or blades, will go through her before her companions.

"They may have been simple men, and fathers or brothers with families, but they picked their lot when they embraced thievery and supported raiders, siding with hobgoblins of all creatures," Vyleya says harshly. "How many innocents died on the raids that brought these magical goods into the possession of these thieves? No, I think their end was quite just, on the point of the knife."

She looks to Roland as he moves forward and speaks more softly, yet still clear enough to be heard by all, "If your conscious bothers you I will take full responsibility for their deaths, with our employer and otherwise. It was on my word that Deric cut them down, after all. Have no regrets Roland. You did well in saving a life back there." She nods upwards back to the warehouse floor, before directing her gaze - and the spear-point of her halberd forward towards the unknown.
 

PhoenixAsh said:
"You did well in saving a life back there." She nods upwards back to the warehouse floor, before directing her gaze - and the spear-point of her halberd forward towards the unknown.

Gurv looks over at Roland with a mischievous grin

"Yeah, thanks for that. I'll try to avoid axes in the future.

He looks over at the rest of the group, his gaze staying on Deric for a moment longer than everyone else.

"Also, sorry if I seemed judgmental about how you dealt with the situation. I'm just not used to..."


Gurv suddenly stops and turns back to the matter at hand.

"You know what? Let's talk about this later when we're done with the job and back safe at the house. Shall we press on?"
 

Livingston smiles warmly at Gurv's suggestion, "We should press on immediately! If our fine young lass would lead the way, I think we can make good time. This will be my first chase scene since rats at the abbey."

He stands silent for a moment before continuing.

"Maybe the sheer abject terror of seeing our own companion cut down so brutally and violently sparked a tinge of rage in our souls. I, for one, certainly did not expect such an horrific greeting by our enemies."
 

Vyleya Argnon - Human Fighter 2, HP 22/22

Vyleya presses forward at her companions' urging. "It was a lucky shot, no skill to it," she mutters, referencing the bandit's strike on Gurv.
 

Icklebad Moffet - Gnome Rogue

"Yeah, lets get this mission over with, and discuss the details later". "I've certainly been on the wrong side of someone elses judgement im my time, and am a little sensative about that.".
 


Icklebad Moffet - Gnome Rogue

Ickle,
Scratches his head and looks around, wondering where the rest of the party has disappeared to. Is this another dream, where he was an adventurer, and is getting ready to wake up? Is he trapped in an endlessly repeating day where he adventures for one day, then wakes up in another body and adventures for another day? Perhaps in the future he should take control of his dreams and run his own game.
 

Into the Woods

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