Pathfinder 1E Scotley's and Leif's Constables of the 14th Ward - Main Action Thread [3.5E D&D] [IC 04]

[J. Alexander]

Most folk songs etc usually have some basis in legend or fact. Would you mind singing it for me or writing the lyrics down"

 

[Leif]

OOC: Heh! Rock on, JA!

 

[Scotley]

Mattie comes up with paper and pen and for the cost of a glass of good wine, Felderman sets to work. He says he would prefer not to perform the song as he finds it depressing and is unsure of all the words. He does his best to write it out for you.

The story is a simple one about a Shiv carter who never lets another ride, the only thing 'good' about him is in the back of the cart you don't have a prayer of riding with him no matter what your need. On a cold winter night he passes by three people needing rides a hungry child and old woman and a man running late on his way to meet a lady.

Later, he wrecks his vehicle in the snow and injures his leg. He is stuck in a snow bank on a deserted street when three people pass him by. The first to pass him is a priest on his way to pray. There is some word play here on the priest's fear that he might be 'prey' to a rouse with the shiv really just trying to lure him in close for a robbery. The priest continues on without a second glance. Damning the poor Shiv.

Next a harlot comes by looking to make a few coins, but the Shiv has no money to pay. More word play on 'ride' as the harlot moves on looking for business elsewhere and damning the carter a second time.

Next up a scoundrel comes up to the freezing Shiv and offers to befriend him. He asks what's in the cart and discovers that the Shiv has a valuable cargo of rich food to be used during the upcoming holiday. The scoundrel realizes he can't carry away both the wounded carter and the cargo. There is more word play on 'good' and 'bad'. The scoundrel walks away with the food leaving the poor Shiv to freeze and damning him the third time. The song ends with the thought that you can still here the Shiv's cries for help when the winter winds blow.

OOC: Sorry we did not compose original music for this adventure, you'll have to make do with a summary.

 

[Rhun]

"Well, all evidence points to this "thrice-damned shiv" as being our villain," says Brae. "Or at least of being the one that manifested the bleakborn in some fashion."

 

[Leif]

"It's like I always says, Constable Brae," chimes in Gus, "Yer can never be's too bleeding careful around them pesky fictional characters!"

 

[Rhun]

"Har!" Brae gives a hearty laugh at Gus' words, and then takes another sip of his ale. "Unfortunately for us, Gus, fictional characters all too often have their basis in truth."

 

[Leif]

accidental double post

 

[Leif]

Constables in the Polished Stave

Gus just stares openly at the Constables, in awe of their might and their iron wills. "Goodness me, Constable! How will you go about cacthing him if he tries to just disappear into a book? Constable Tau, do you know a spell to fix him in a material form that can't slip between the bars of a cell? And, say, Constables, just what is the plan for catching this ne'er-do-well, anyhow?"

 

[KerlanRayne]

Tau looks at Gus as if he had gone mad, dumbstruck at the utter absurdity of what this man is saying. "This is not a criminal that you catch and throw into prison. This is an UNDEAD creature that was created by EVIL, bent on MURDERING innocent people, OVER and OVER again. This is something you DESTROY!"

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

SoulFetter looks up idly from his meal, waving the business end of a half eaten stave in Tau's general direction. "That's the stuff, Tau. And the sooner we can get about taking the thing out, the happier I'll be!"