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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rel" data-source="post: 996405" data-attributes="member: 99">Anybody Else Want To Negotiate?The trio made their way back to the tower and pulled up the drawbridge (Speaks had fixed the broken chain using a Stone Shape to fashion a replacement link out of a rock).  They went inside and wasted no time before celebrating.  They went to the kitchen level and grabbed one of the bottles of Novantae scotch.  Then they retired to the tower roof and toasted their victory.  None of them seemed to have any problems with drinking before noon.They spent a while patting each other on the back and giving a good-natured ribbing to Krase nearly getting himself killed.  After a bit more celebration, Rhys decided to go and rest for a bit, fearing that they would have a long afternoon and night watching out for any Gnollish counterattacks.  Speaks also went inside the tower and Krase enjoyed sitting on the tower roof, sipping his scotch, enjoying the cool spring morning.  It was a good day to be alive.Krase was half dozing on the tower roof when a voice called out from below in broken Imperial.  "Hello?"Krase looked down to find a single Gnoll standing some 50 feet from the base of the tower.  He told the Gnoll to wait and went inside the tower to fetch Speaks.  They let Rhys continue his nap since they knew that sleep was important for him to regain his spells.  They returned to the tower roof to address the Gnoll."What do you want?" demanded Speaks.  As he spoke, he noticed that this was the Gnoll whom Rhys had allowed to live earlier in the morning.The Gnoll was clearly afraid (tail between the legs and all) but mustered what courage he possessed and said, "You want us to leave the town?""I think we made that pretty clear this morning." replied Speaks."We must have the Flail before we go." said the Gnoll, wincing at having just made a demand of those who had slain nearly a score of his tribesmen just a few hours ago.Speaks and Krase regarded one another for a moment and then told the Gnoll to stay where he was.  They went back inside the tower and woke Rhys to have a discussion about what to do.(This conversation ran all over the place.  Every option was discussed from giving the flail back and telling the Gnolls to leave to a staunch conviction that the world would not be safe until every Gnoll was exterminated.  They talked of ambushing the Gnolls and of trying to strike a peace.  This all probably took some 20 minutes of game time and I would periodically holler a tentative "Hello?" from the Gnoll, whom they ignored entirely.)They finally arrived at the rudiments of a plan.  All three stepped out onto the balcony and Rhys addressed the Gnoll (who whimpered in fear at the sight of the cold-blooded human).  "We see no reason to discuss this matter with the likes of you.  Send someone with some authority to speak with us in the morning."The Gnoll seemed pleased to be dismissed but knew what would await him back in the ruins of Aquae Sulis if he didn't have some kind of answer to the question he'd been sent to ask.  "And, um, then can we have the Flail?"Rhys regarded him for a moment. "Uh, yeah.  We'll see."The Gnoll scurried out of the clearing and ran off to the west."So what exactly are we going to do when they come in the morning?" Speaks asked Rhys."Well, let's figure something out!" Rhys replied.They party spent the rest of the afternoon coming up with various plans and finally settled on one.  Then they settled in for a watchful night of guarding against Gnollish treachery.NEXT:  Deceit and Death</blockquote>

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