R2: Rats in a Maze [Manzanita judging]

[wmasters]

Metrius looks to the others. "Guess we should at least move the bodies out of the way, he mutters, and hauls them into a corner before the group head on.

 

[Patlin]

"I'd rather take them with us... if only we had a wheelbarrow!"

ooc: Don't recall an encounter with an Albino...

 

[Dungannon]

As the group stands in the alley debating what to do with the dead bodies, they hear a noise from one end. As they turn and look they see a young boy staring wide-eyed, one hand over his mouth in an unsuccessful attempt to stifle his gasp. After a second of staring at each other, the boy turns and takes off running down the street screaming, "Help! Killers! Monsters! Help!"

You're not sure what the response time is for the local watch patrol, but you guess it won't be long.

 

[Patlin]

Tor heads out into plain view and flags down the watch.

Explaining this isn't going to be pleasant, but it's inevitable... and this way they can carry the bodies.

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

Fimble McGee, Gnome Illusionist

Fimble sighs and puts his face in his hands. He dispels the glamer disguising him as a priest of Azwan with an absent-minded wave of his hand. The robes appear to float through his body and then fade away into a ghostly, wispy nothingness. Then he pulls himself up and brushes his cloak smooth.

 

[IcyCool]

Gideon scowls and shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He notices Fimble's sigh and says, "Don't worry, I doubt the council would allow the watch to get in the way of our investigation. And besides, these ruffians were threatening our lives. We responded as we should, we are not in the wrong. Although screaming children in the street do tend to attract suspicion. And Metrius, I was only partially serious when I suggested torture. I think these fools might actually be reasonable and answer our questions."

 

[Dungannon]

It doesn't take long for the watch to respond. A group of armed men come marching down the street, the little boy following behind, "That's them, there they are!"

The watch spots Tor waiting for them in the street and stop short. The blood on his chain and body is clear to all. The front two lower their polearms in the warrior's direction while the back to bring loaded crossbows to bear. The one in the middle, evidently the leader, calls out with authority. "Hold there! What is your business here?"

 

[Patlin]

"We're investigating the robberies for the council. These thieves ambushed us using crossbows. We'll need your help to take the one's we were able to keep alive in for questioning, and I'm afraid there is some cleanup needed for the others. The one that lead us into the ambush got away."

 

[Dungannon]

The watch lead eyed Tor suspiciously. "You say you're working for the Council, eh? You have any documentation to that effect?"

 

[Patlin]

Tor produces documentation. (Unless someone else was carrying it, in which case he directs that person to do so.)