I am having enough of this. We need to find some solution to our tracking problem this can't go on for ever. I am going to have to learn this stuff she says venting her frustration as she beds down
That kind of thing doesn't happen overnight. If we can't find him again what's out next move? Cyrus asks.
We were for now able to so probably with a little of luck. Maybe we should hire someone skilled enough so that a least we don't get lost
Mortimer narrows his eyes at Aventus. He makes sure to memorize the physical appearance and attitude of each person, then retreats to his sleeping point on the perimeter.
I am having enough of this. We need to find some solution to our tracking problem this can't go on for ever. I am going to have to learn this stuff she says venting her frustration as she beds down
Cyrus doesn't say much as he lays out his things. "I'll take first watch we'll figure out what to do tomorrow."
Mortimer stands slowly, wiping his nose. "No reason for violence, I know when I'm caught."
Mortimer stands unafraid, staring hard at Aventus. "Only that you would be losing a powerful ally."
"If the reputation of your leader is anything to judge the group as a whole by, you hold much enmity for the government of Amerys. I believe we can help each other."
"I won't pretend to know your exact goals, but your leader is and deserter like myself. The Amerys government tried to use me as a scapegoat." Mortimer looks like he's holding back seething anger. "I want to see them burn. I don't care how, I don't care what I have to do or who I have to work with to get it done, but I will burn their entire establishment to the ground. The only question is if we help each other or if I do it alone."
Mortimer follows them to the chambers, continuing to look around the area and memorize the layout. When he is given a servant he looks openly surprised. "Well this is interesting. What's your name, how have you come to be here?"
"Well met Pip. I am quite a rule man, so I'm sure I'll take to it quickly. Something to drink if you would, beyond that I am content at the moment."
Mortimer examines the room, but beyond that does little besides wait.
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Pip returns with your drink, a pale red wine: mild and sweet. He looks at you expectantly.
Cyrus, Erianna, and Esther being to break camp when suddenly, big bear of a man enters the clearing, a wild, suspicious gleam in his eye.
"Your men are already assembled in the yard. They have a horse for you. I expect you to return with the traitor, Mortimer Talinth, or to report every fortnight." Garrison Commander Jennings raises her eybrows. "Understood?"
Mortimer inhales the aroma, taking it in while at the same time checking for poison.
"Yes sir. Are there any details on this individual that I should know sire? Does he need to come back alive? Do we need to exercise special caution in apprehending him? "
"Does he need to come back alive? taking him from ambush with a volley of arrows could be nice and safe. I don't suppose I can ask what all he did to prompt arrest. "
Dirk sniffs the area audibly." I think I smell bandits." he says with a snarl. "What do you think, my Lady?"
An enormous, pure white wolf, slightly larger than a horse enters the clearing. It begins to growl, hackles raised, a light foam dripping from its mouth onto the mossy forest floor.
Ok, guess I get to work in mushroom mode like normal. Love the country, but the gods know the crap gets old in the service.
and he will head out to his waiting team.
"OK soldiers, we've got our mission. We're after Mortimer Talinth. He's a wizard, so don't take any chances you don't have to. We're supposed to bring him back alive, but that doesn't mean I'm going to get any of you killed to save his life. None of you are new to this, so I'm not going to inspect all your kit like some martinet. Let's just get a move on. " and he will mount up and start riding in the appropriate direction (this assumes he was briefed as to where to look).
Dirk states his name (first name only) and rank, as well as what he is doing here. He also provides any paperwork or ranks that he would have to prove it.
so girly, whats your gut tellin you?
dont suppose you know what one of em smells like do ya? Dirk laughs loudly, patting Lady on the side roughly.