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<blockquote data-quote="Alejandro" data-source="post: 454535" data-attributes="member: 248"><p>The warhound sniffed the air, and growled. The shaman reined in his horse, and turned to his companions. “Death is in the air. Khan and I should wait here. Larah, Ur: be careful.” The scarred half-orc rolled her eyes, and rode lazily towards Ashenshaft. The warrior adjusted the hood of his cloak, and followed quietly.</p><p></p><p>Time passed. A plume of oily black smoke began creeping up towards the midday sun. The shaman watched nervously, then stood when he saw a pair of riders galloping furiously towards him. “Bode!” Larah crowed, “You’re quite the thief and assassin! Get off the path, and we’ll tell you all about your exploits.” Khan moaned.</p><p></p><p>Hours later and miles away, Bode kicked angrily at a rock. “Spirits of heaven! So Celdric is just letting the bodies hang there until they rot? And Ragnhild is just sitting there, out of her mind?” Larah nodded. “And Celdric’s blaming me for the death of his captain, even though the thief and assassin struck while we were away fighting the raiders?” Ur nodded. “And soldiers torched Odious’ shop because Celdric is implicating him, too? Damn the man!” Bode shook his fist at the sky, then flinched as an arrow flew out of the setting sun and thunked solidly into the ground behind him. For a heartbeat, no one moved. Then everyone drew their weapons and dove for cover. Seconds passed.</p><p></p><p>“Bode,” Ur whispered, “There’s a message on that arrow.” The shaman muttered a short incantation to detect magic, then nodded at Larah. The half-orc grimaced, tumbled towards the arrow, and retrieved the message. Scanning the message quickly, she passed the message to Bode with a wink.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: green">If you wish to see the halfbitch alive</span>, the message read, <span style="color: green">bring the lightning sword to me at the druid cairn in three midnights.</span> The message was signed with a green serpent. Bode spat, and passed the message to Ur. “We must return to Ashenshaft,” Bode declared, “And steal the lightning sword from Celdric in order to save Mother Turnipfoot.”</p><p></p><p>Ur narrowed his eyes. “Are you sure that Celdric still has it? Perhaps the thief and assassin made off with the sword, when they slew the captain of the guard.”</p><p></p><p>“Good point. Let me consult the spirits! Oh great spirits of heaven, my cause is just and my motive pure, what fate awaits us if we assault the compound of Governor Celdric tonight?” Bode fondled his fortune sticks and studied them carefully. “Weal! Let us ride, and know that the spirits of heaven bless our efforts!” Khan moaned.</p><p></p><p>Hours later and miles away, Larah finished coiling her rope. “Bode, remind me to never listen to you again. I don’t think your spirits of heaven care jack <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> about us. We should have left as soon as you failed to locate that sword with your spell; skulking around on rooftops is dangerous for your health, especially when there are ballistae near.”</p><p></p><p>“I agree,” Ur agreed.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow">I agree</span>, Khan agreed.</p><p></p><p>Blinking at the opposition, Bode sat back, lit up, and tried to think.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Alejandro, post: 454535, member: 248"] The warhound sniffed the air, and growled. The shaman reined in his horse, and turned to his companions. “Death is in the air. Khan and I should wait here. Larah, Ur: be careful.” The scarred half-orc rolled her eyes, and rode lazily towards Ashenshaft. The warrior adjusted the hood of his cloak, and followed quietly. Time passed. A plume of oily black smoke began creeping up towards the midday sun. The shaman watched nervously, then stood when he saw a pair of riders galloping furiously towards him. “Bode!” Larah crowed, “You’re quite the thief and assassin! Get off the path, and we’ll tell you all about your exploits.” Khan moaned. Hours later and miles away, Bode kicked angrily at a rock. “Spirits of heaven! So Celdric is just letting the bodies hang there until they rot? And Ragnhild is just sitting there, out of her mind?” Larah nodded. “And Celdric’s blaming me for the death of his captain, even though the thief and assassin struck while we were away fighting the raiders?” Ur nodded. “And soldiers torched Odious’ shop because Celdric is implicating him, too? Damn the man!” Bode shook his fist at the sky, then flinched as an arrow flew out of the setting sun and thunked solidly into the ground behind him. For a heartbeat, no one moved. Then everyone drew their weapons and dove for cover. Seconds passed. “Bode,” Ur whispered, “There’s a message on that arrow.” The shaman muttered a short incantation to detect magic, then nodded at Larah. The half-orc grimaced, tumbled towards the arrow, and retrieved the message. Scanning the message quickly, she passed the message to Bode with a wink. [color=green]If you wish to see the halfbitch alive[/color], the message read, [color=green]bring the lightning sword to me at the druid cairn in three midnights.[/color] The message was signed with a green serpent. Bode spat, and passed the message to Ur. “We must return to Ashenshaft,” Bode declared, “And steal the lightning sword from Celdric in order to save Mother Turnipfoot.” Ur narrowed his eyes. “Are you sure that Celdric still has it? Perhaps the thief and assassin made off with the sword, when they slew the captain of the guard.” “Good point. Let me consult the spirits! Oh great spirits of heaven, my cause is just and my motive pure, what fate awaits us if we assault the compound of Governor Celdric tonight?” Bode fondled his fortune sticks and studied them carefully. “Weal! Let us ride, and know that the spirits of heaven bless our efforts!” Khan moaned. Hours later and miles away, Larah finished coiling her rope. “Bode, remind me to never listen to you again. I don’t think your spirits of heaven care jack :):):):) about us. We should have left as soon as you failed to locate that sword with your spell; skulking around on rooftops is dangerous for your health, especially when there are ballistae near.” “I agree,” Ur agreed. [color=yellow]I agree[/color], Khan agreed. Blinking at the opposition, Bode sat back, lit up, and tried to think. [/QUOTE]
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