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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Manbearcat" data-source="post: 6212301" data-attributes="member: 6696971">Lucann the elf emerges from seemingly nowhere as you occupy the base of the spiraling stone staircase leading up the Kingsmount.  He's a difficult one to figure as he is quiet and contemplative but he wields death with a spear so you have more than just a parent's race in common.  Thurgon spent some time in the triage center with the dead (or near it) and with the men who will likely die horribly this day.  That gave you some time alone to consider yesterday evening's events.  You haven't made anyone aware as of yet as its still something for your mind to sort out.  Near the primary entrance to the Underbelly, a few men (presumably soldiers...but these could have been sellswords as their armor was mismatched.  Its difficult to say with this now ragtag standing army.), ok more than a few (6), were trying to shake down a begrieved family who were begging the aggressors to allow them to retain what little food they had.  The frightened children were hiding behind their mother's torn longskirt but the eldest boy (maybe 11...12?) wasn't having it.  He confronted the vandals, putting himself between them and his family, and ended up 2 teeth fewer after a mailed backhand sent him sprawling.  There isn't a member of a City Watch (if there even is one at this point) to be found.  These men are viscous, wanton, and clearly willing to spill the blood of children to get near nothing in return.1 - What do you think as you behold this?  Do you say anything aloud?2 - What do you physically do; intent and actions.  Give me some if/thens and the results of resource deployment.  As reference, you're beyond earshot to the nearest barracks, the ramparts directly above appear to be manned only by these 6 who have beat a hasty clambering down the ladder to the opening of the Underbelly.  The climb down to the Underbelly is a sheer drop of 30 feet without usage of the ladder.  Ruined buildings flank you on either side.EDIT 1  [MENTION=27570]sheadunne[/MENTION]: All goes precisely as you say except, before you are able to turn to Lucann and say "Is Thurgon back yet?", you take note that while his eyes are aware of your presence (and likely your words, even over the cacophony of battle), Thurgon has re-emerged from the barracks across the way, the boy who pledged fealty to him as Knight Commander of the Iron Tower in tow, his family sigil adorned baldric bloodied from his assistance to the nurses in the triarge.  Thurgon hails Lucann and moves to intercept him.Meanwhile those thoughts melt from your mind.  As you pick up the weapon and hand it to the boy and speak the words to him, your eyes fall upon the nape of the neck of one of the two men that are left unconscious from your fury.  His greasy hair flung wide, his neck has something burned into it.  Upon closer inspection, this is no gang tattoo or branding.  This is some odd arcane glyph, the likes of which you are unfamiliar.  The other unconscious man possesses the same.  Quinn hasn't arrived yet but this stuff is his specialty (at least from what little you know of him).You think back and there was a curiousness to these assailants (Passive Insight check is plenty good for Medium DC).  Was their viciousness and purpose out of place?  Not really.  There was something weird with their eyes.  Something like the forlorn, resigned look of a beast of burden after too many trekked miles and many more around the next bend.  What was it?</blockquote>

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