To the noble BORN 6/9/08 (finished)

Cait has met enough self-inspired gung-ho males like this. She sighs, shakes her head and makes an attempt to hold back her irritation. Sir our families know our mission and our destination. You could even say that they arranged the current situation themselves. We are headed to Bremenburg and from there our destinations and intent are none of your business. Perhaps you could supply us with aid, being another noble, but we have no need of accusations nor insults. I take great offense to being called stupid and I highly doubt any of my new companions do either. If you would be so kind as to retract that statement I would be happy to drop the attitude and show you documents from one Count Hathwick confirming our adventure and completely endorsing it."
 

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"I'd lay even odds that we're doing something stupid" replies Kerin with a grin. "But then we were 'asked' to go. besides my Lord, if all the young nobles didn't go out doign stupid thing, there would be too many lords and ladies in the land."
 

Lily instantly looks dismayed at the baron's pronouncement of death on the bandits. Did they really come back just to die? She speaks up in a meek voice; "Um, sir, I..." The baron doesn't seem terribly receptive however, with his dominant personality. "No, it's nothing." At least they won't hurt anyone else... and we managed to save Keef for now.
 

Xaros seems somewhat shocked at Cait's response. To the Baron, he says: "Indeed, we are off doing something stupid, perhaps, but nonetheless ordained by the Count Hathwick himself. And while we fully expected combat with Goblins and such, we hardly expected to be set upon by our own kind. We could simply have killed these three along with the others, but they were not too far gone and we thought that our fellow humans, at least, should be dealt with by their rightful lord."

[SBLOCK=OOC]Since no-one healed him last night, Xaros will use his Lvl 1 slot for today to cast a CLW upon himself.
CLW 1d8+1 (1d8+1=8)
Xaros is fully healed.
[/SBLOCK]
 


Baron said:
“What are the pack of you doing out here? Maybe you should stay with me as guests until I can get word to your families, or even the king. 3 to 1 your doing something stupid.“
After a moment of silence, Lily answers the impatient Lord. "While we appreciate the offer, we must continue on. After all, my companions will never complete their mission if they remain guests at large castles with comfy beds!"

To the rest of the nobles: "Shall we take our leave then? We still have a ways to go before we reach the Foun... er, our destination." Lily had been rushing out her words, once again speaking without thinking.
 

The Baron looks unimpressed by your arguments. “You are traveling where Hathawick directed?
That seems even more suspicious. Let me see that note, as well as telling me where you are going, or you won’t be getting there until I have had word back from the king.”
Again a dry lip smack. Don’t worry Halfling, you will all get the same good accommodations, and it may not be for very long, it’s a political problem you see. Perhaps not all of you will need to stay as my guests.”
his expression softens the smallest degree, looking at the halfling.

OOC: Cait 11+5- 4 (circumstance) = 11
Kerin (aid another’s persuasion) 7+7 = 14
Xaros 2+9 +2 aid -2 competing diplomacy = 11
Lilly Persuasion 17+2-2 = 17

Knight_Isa are you still here? sigh. As a Metagame solution, the Baron could offer to hold him for a check on the good behavior of the rest of you. (to release him when/if the player returns. This would also get the baron into a world of hurt, when the count learned of it. Otherwise more diplomacy will be necessary.
 

I'm here. It's just that Rayburn had intended to keep a low profile, until the others spilled our background. Since then he's mostly just watching to see if they can talk themselves out of this. That said...

Rayburn clears his throat. "Baron Westwig, I assure you that this so-called "mission" is no more than a wild goose chase. Its intent is simply to separate and eliminate the less capable and more "mama-coddled" of the secondary heirs of our families. In truth, when all is said and done, there will be a few fewer bandits, and perhaps a few fewer nobles, nothing more. Surely you would approve of such an errand, no?"
 

Cait has a blank smile on her face as she tries to reign in her anger. She hands the Baron the scroll and clasps her hands tightly before her. She decides to let the others speak before she says something highly inappropriate that will probably get them into more trouble.
 

He sizes Reyburn up.
Huh, well looks like your noble as well. Your probably right, your quest can’t be anything earthshaking. Try not to stir up anything too dangerous. You can go, but the King will be hearing of this. He smacks his lips one last time and turns to ride away.
Before they leave one of the guardsmen winks and nods, and Keef waves at him.

OOC:
Reyburn’s persuasion: 10+7-2=15 (moved to indifferent)
Barons kn. nobility = 15
 

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