Wreck ashore (El Jefe judging) (Finished)

[Someone]

ooc: Nothing? Then we´ll have to continue.

Hulgyr loads Oren on his shoulders; with his great strenght, he can keep Wilhem´s pace without problem. However, your prisoner is not a normal backpack: even gagged, he´s a pain in the ass; wirggles, hits, and makes as much noise as possible. Some of his insults are even intelligible after a while.

 

[B4cchus]

ooc: I did mention i gagged him, so i doubt there will be much screaming.

 

[Someone]

ooc: I did mention i gagged him, so i doubt there will be much screaming.

Hm, you´re right. Edited post accordingly.

 

[nimisgod]

Wilhelm grabs one of the well-made crossbows and examines it. He keeps it and asks the others if they would like the rest.

Even if no one wants any part of the weaponry, Wilhelm asks Hulgyr to carry the rest so they can sell the remaining crossbow and the scimitars (if no one wants them) when they get back to town.

OOG: How many rations are there? Wilhelm would like a share of those.

 

[Timothy]

OOC: Sorry I wasn't here. I got swamped with work. Thankfully the event is now over and I just had job interviews with people who are going to help me with future events.

I'll post tomorrow.

 

[B4cchus]

Depending on how much Oren weights, he agrees to carry the extra equipment. He has no use for the weapons himself.

 

[Someone]

[ooc: The food (smoked meat –you don´t recognize what meat it is- and fish) is enough for 4 days, give or take, so the pair had enough food for a couple days]

The rest of the day passes without incident. You wander following the game trails for hours; the sun turns red and sinks, being followed by a cold wind; another hard day at the marshes ends. The chorus of diurnal bids is replaced by the nocturnal ones, and Wilhem has problems to discern the way again.

Not to mention that you all are very tired.

 

[B4cchus]

Hulgyr suggests we set up camp.
Let's see if our little friend would like something to eat before we go to sleep.
Hulgyr removes the gag from Oren and asks him, somewhat friendly, if you would like to earn his dinner.

 

[Someone]

Hulgyr suggests we set up camp.
Let's see if our little friend would like something to eat before we go to sleep.
Hulgyr removes the gag from Oren and asks him, somewhat friendly, if you would like to earn his dinner.

"I would, but your stench has ruined my appetite, filthy beast."

 

[Zweihänder]

Eroin, standing behind him, raps him on the head. "Behave yourself. Remember, it is by staying in our good graces that you stay alive."