Tales From The Old Bald One-Eyed Salty Red Dog Tavern! (chapter 1, now closed)

[LogicsFate]

"Here, here" Arriving on the scene seeminigly moments after she left, K claps lightly and the elfs beautifully delivered speach

K continues by directing richard to stack the bodies to one side. She casts a simple spell [sblock]Detect magic[/sblock] and shortly there after she picks up the lightest of the thugs and intructs richard to pick up the heaviest two. Taking them to somewhere with soft soil and a landmark

 

[Ranger Rick]

Desert starts tilting his head at an unatural angle, twisting himself around, as he watches the blood flow

 

[Gray Shade]

Berserker Bill gives the Half-Orc a nod and salute of his hat. He then walks toward the door, stopping in front of the newcomer. He says, "I don't kill in cold blood, but his shenanigans about convinced me otherwise. You're right, though, he's not worth it. So you're here to join in, eh?" Bill looks him up and down. "Perfect! Walk down to the docks with me so we can collect the rest of the party and get on our way. I would never question your obvious strength of arm and hardness of body and am glad to have your help; however, the duke's plan had included Sir Dudley, as we heard he was a brave and pious warrior. You look pretty brave and pious . . . are you? Brave . . . and pious?"

 

[Lazlow]

With blindfold still firmly in place...I walk towards the dock edge to help Willie up whilst speaking...

"My good dockmaster sir. We appreciate the offer and will be sure to do our best to continue to police your fair city whilst we have the opportunity. The fellows here..." I gesture around slightly broadly "decided to test our mettle. I would hope we do not need to do this again. But villainy of any stripe must be stopped. We are but humble adventurers thrown into the cruel mercy of deputy hood. We seek to right wrongs and have great ballads sung about our worthiness. We got these matching outfits so that we could easily be recognized and we know that the populace will feel safer knowing that we are seeking to protect them while we are here. All we ask in return is small rewards and presents. Desert here..." again with the wild gesturing "is a formidable foe as are Richard and K. None should cross us.

The finely-choreographed ballet of rowboats, ropes, and pulleys that is the fetching of Wet Willie from the water once again takes place. As he is hoisted back up, he says, "Oh ho! I, uh... What did ye say? Er, no matter, no matter. Come wi' me, all o' ye, 'n' I'll buy ye all a round o' grog afore I go t' th' Cap'n's office, aye. What say ye?" He gestures with his hand to what you can only assume would be the closest bar, which is The Water Weasel, but his dripping wet hook is pointing out to sea.

 

[Lazlow]

"Here, here" Arriving on the scene seeminigly moments after she left, K claps lightly and the elfs beautifully delivered speach

K continues by directing richard to stack the bodies to one side. She casts a simple spell [sblock]Detect magic[/sblock] and shortly there after she picks up the lightest of the thugs and intructs richard to pick up the heaviest two. Taking them to somewhere with soft soil and a landmark

As you return to the scene, a couple of the town guards wander down onto the docks. (Truth be told, they were there all along, simply watching with the rest of the crowd; once the townspeople dispersed and they were exposed, they felt obliged to at least put in an "official" appearance.)

The shorter of the two walks up to the group. "What's all this, then?"

 

[Ranger Rick]

.....The shorter of the two walks up to the group. "What's all this, then?"

Desert looks up from his ink (blood) blot pic, "I think it is a mountain swallow or a red oak that was hit by lightening 168 years ago. I have not figured which."

 

[LogicsFate]

The shorter of the two walks up to the group. "What's all this, then?"

K had just started to hoist the thug up, when the guards spoke. Face twisting in guilt and suprise she quickly drops the thug behind herself and takes a few step toward the men, in an attempt to hide the body from direct sight "It's not what it looks like officer" ... "I uh, Tell them Ranti!"

 

[Lazlow]

Desert looks up from his ink (blood) blot pic, "I think it is a mountain swallow or a red oak that was hit by lightening 168 years ago. I have not figured which."

The town guards look at you dully, not quite comprehending what you're saying.

After an uncomfortable pause, the same one speaks up again: "Uh... Are these blokes 'ere dead?"

 

[Lazlow]

K had just started to hoist the thug up, when the guards spoke. Face twisting in guilt and suprise she quickly drops the thug behind herself and takes a few step toward the men, in an attempt to hide the body from direct sight

As you step forward, the taller guard perks up. He looks you up and down with wide eyes, quite oblivious to the fact that his jaw is hanging open. Apparently he's used to the local women, who usually wear much more clothing.

"It's not what it looks like officer" ... "I uh, Tell them Ranti!"

His one track mind tells his jaw to snap shut and a pained look comes across his face. His eyes meet yours and with a whimper he says, "I-It's not?" He looks you up and down once more, then lets out a heavy sigh.

 

[Ranger Rick]

Desert looks up, "Dead? In todays day and age with magical healing and zombies and skeletons, is anyone really dead? I believe they are visiting a different plane. What did you do to them? Did you do something and now you are trying to repent?"


OOC: I will be gone today till Tuesday.