by greyarea » Mon Feb 10, 2014 4:03 pm
The bandit is a small man. His ring mail is old, upon inspection, and his boots have a hole in one toe and are muddy. His hair has mud caked in it and he is in bad need of a shave, for what beard grows is patchy.
Upon hearing the threats, he says, Look, we is just living out here: we ain't got no homes or nothin. When I sees how many of you there is, well better to run than to fight, know what I mean? I mean, we didn't do no harm to you. I said to run, didn't I?
When the knife is pressed to his throat, he leaves a puddle. I ain't lyin! We got almost nothin' here. It's just us and some critters, I swear. Ain't no one gone downstairs that I know of. There's a big snake in the room south down the hall -- he et one of us so we don't go near there no mo! Please let me go. Don't kill me! We tried to run, we didn't try to fight! I swear I told you all I know!
Calthas finds nothing more than already described in the chest.
The eggs over the fire start to burn. They stink.
Actions?
Hit points and marching order
--Rilo 9/9
Effric 6/8 <3>
--Calthas 8/8
Tavin 5/5
Father Redmond 9/9 <4/2>
Caydon 6/6
--Thurwin 5/5 <sleep>