Vrux, a Village cursed

[DarkMaster]

OOC Rell and Morrison arrived by the street near the tower.

Rell easily topples a fruit stand. The large table comes crashing down on the street the merchant starts yelling at Rell. Most people seems surprises and don't react as Morrison and Rell continue running down the streets. Behind they can hear the crowd yelling at them, some villager even start to run after them.

Both runs down what seems to be the largest nearby street on the southern part of the market OOC The tower is in the northern end.

The streets slightly turns and as they are completing the turn the see 400' ahead the village doors. Many people are going in and out and (spot Morrison 3+8;Rell 12+6)

Morrison [sblock]Morrison notices 4 guards among the crowd checking the content of some caravan going in or out of the village[/sblock]

Rell [sblock]Rell notices 4 guards among the crowd checking the content of some caravan going in or out of the village and maybe 4 or 5 hidden inside the two towers located on both sides of the door. They are all armed with bows and seems to keep an eye on the area.[/sblock]

The people around you are slightly surprised to see two people running in the street but they don't seem to be aware of what happened to the market yet.

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Utrolac continues to whine silenciously. Calondor helps the other two keeping an eye and ear on the door.

He hears the guards closing to the Inn when suddenly one of them starts yelling (listen roll 18+4) "Over here, there over here"

He can then ear them get away from the Inn.

A minute later Fror ponies are ready to go. Fror looks at the three of you. "That will be tight, hopefully the trip won't last too long."

His cart is rather small and already quite pact with cooking hardware and various ingredient. The only way to get everybody in is to have one lying on the floor and the others lying on top of him, while holding themselves on the interior of the cart.

 

[Scotley]

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

Rell pulls his companion up short. "I think we better moderate our pace and try and slip through the gates without attracting undo attention from the guards. They look pretty no nonsense and I don't think we can rush through without becoming pin cusions. We just have to hope that we make it clear before word reaches here."

 

[RillianPA]

"Makes sense. But lets be ready to run if things turn ugly."

 

[Scotley]

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

"Yes, I'm in favor of getting out of here, just make for cover if we have to run--those archers could be deadly."

 

[Mithran]

Calondor shakes his head "What a musician does go through to make some extra coin" and with that Calondor takes his place in the cart.

OOC: Sorry I didn't make it more clear to go ahead and NPC my character if you needed too.

 

[DarkMaster]

Rell and Morrison slow down the pace. They approaches the large wooden and steel door slowly. As they mingle among the crowd they starts hearing the guards behind them. They are now about 150' from the gate.

Morrison noticed the guards partially hiden in the upper windows of the two large towers near the door, when Rell mention them to him.

None of the guards around the doors seems aware yet of the other soldiers, but it shouldn't take long before they realise why their colleagues are running in your direction.

A few streets leads out of the main street if they want to escape the area. Rell and Morrison could also run through the crowd in front of them. The crowd isn't very thick and shouldn't slow them down too much. The main door is fairly broad 20' but the two guards located near the door are armed with long spear and could with their spear control the area fairly easily.

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Utrolac looks at Calondor taking place in the car and then back to Makas. He then adds nervously.

"Sorry Calondor but I would recommand that the large warrior goes on the floor"

He then turns back to look at Makas, visibely scared of being crushed by the weigth of the warrior.

 

[Legildur]

Makas grumbles a little, but starts to move towards a position at the bottom og the wagon, realising that if they are caught that they likely won't be able to fight their way out anyway.

OOC: Sorry about the lack of posts. Went on holidays a day earlier than aniticipated and haven't had Net access.

 

[Scotley]

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

Rell says in a voice loud enough for at least two ranks in front of him to hear. "Yes my friend that free bread this morning was really good. It's a shame they will only be giving it away for another half an hour. I am tempted to go back to the shop and get a couple more loaves for lunch aren't you? Of course we'd have to hurry?" He hope some of the people in front of him will decide to go back into town.

 

[DarkMaster]

OOC bluff roll 4+1

As Rell talks loud a few people around him looks at him with a strange face, one men reacts and starts walking fast towards the market when another shouts "He no need to go there the store is already closed."

The men turns towards the half-giant and visibely scared by his size nervously smiles before heading towards the door.

The guards didn't notice Rell or Morrison but just noticed the other guards shouting. One of the guard at the door starts closing it, while the second one starts running in the crowd towards Rell and Morrison. The guards starts to slightly push people around to go join the other guard. (He doesn't seems to be focusing on Morrison and Rell).

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Once everybody is in the cart Fror guide him out of the Inn stable and enters the central market area. "No guards around guys. Most of them seems to be heading towards the main door. Wait a second. The scary lady is with them I saw her walking fast behind the guards.

So where do we go now?

Before anyone in the wagon can answer Utrolac starts to shout "The northern exit, the northern exit QUIIIIICKKKKKK"

 

[Legildur]

Before anyone in the wagon can answer Utrolac starts to shout "The northern exit, the northern exit QUIIIIICKKKKKK"

Makas curses and tries to stifle the shout by first jabbing his elbow into the guts of the guard to wind him and then doing the best he can to clamp a hand firmly over the man's mouth. "Be quiet man if you value your freedom!" he hisses.