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"Hey, why would we admit to ever having the papers in the first place if we were trying to fool you? If we wanted to lie, it'd be better to deny any knowledge of them."
Rufus - I have lots of time on my hands, so I went back and re-read the entire scene, from seeing the flying jetpack getting shot down to being chased by an unknown group of men to the Army Captain arriving and nearly arresting us for being spies. Check Gameplay...
"You'll have to talk to the Army about that, they took the papers from us less than a day after we found them. We had no time to look at them in detail, and all we saw were meaningless scribbles to us. You need to talk to Captain..."
"Let's ride out to it as fast as we can and ask them to stay far away from the herd." Flying Eagle follows Rufus towards the wagon.
"We'd better stay on our toes - that noisy machine might start to spook the herd. Maybe some of us should go out to it and ask it to stay away from the herd?"
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"So, boss - how many cattle did we lose altogether?"
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Flying Eagle attempts to help :
But is not used to wrestling such large beasts.
I've been to two jury selections. In one of them, the defense lawyer asked the guy sitting next to me if he was related to so-and-so, because they had the same last name. I'm not exaggerating when I say the guy sounded just like Goofy in the way he talked : "Huh-yuh! Could be - I dunnow!" (imagine Goofy saying that - that's how he sounded). He was accepted by both the defense and prosecutor. In the other one, I asked a clarifying question about the "do you know anything about the aspects of this case beyond the average person" question, and wasn't selected. Lesson learned : to get out of jury duty, look at the prosecutor and defender, and appear interested in what's going on. Ask a clarifying question if possible. They don't want smart people on the jury...
Keeper - so, you were an alternate juror?
Flying Eagle inspects the cattles' mouths :
"We urgently need to need to feed the infected cows some castor oil, to make the ticks leave them. Do we have any on hand?"
Flying Eagle finally makes his way free from the herd.
No problem, take your time to get better.
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Flying Eagle decides to try to save any still-living infected cows, and shouts to the cook and the medic (if we have one) "Do you have any castor oil on hand???"
"I've seen this before with cattle that my tribe herded. These cows have cattle ticks, as we called them. They eat their prey from the inside out, and only leave once they've drunk all the host's blood. Depending on when they went in, some of them could be coming out soon."
Flying Eagle thinks back to when he was living with his tribe, to see if he can recall anything like this :
What does he recall?
Flying Eagle is alerted by Winona's shot and comes over to investigate.
"I will gladly continue to work with you, Sutter."
"I'm only asking because the number will have a lot to do with my choice...about how much are we talking for each of us?"
"What is it, boss?"
Yeah, I made the same mistake with my initial build - no Ride, didn't boost Stealth. Heck, I STILL don't have any points put into Ride! But, you usually only have to make a Ride roll if you're doing something *other* than just trying to stay on your un-spooked horse at a normal pace...
I supposed Flying Eagle could have maybe run into the Chi Master, perhaps before he became Harrowed? We both have mystical abilities, we might have bonded over those and then went our separate ways. Just curious, why are you looking for a connection? Considering that a Harrowed is *obviously* undead, how harsh would you be about regular townsfolk reacting to the presence of a Harrowed in our group?
Rufus - hope you feel better soon! Keeper - I have only taken 3 Advances, so I have two coming, both Seasoned. They are : Dodge (-2 to being shot at without Cover)
"I'm up for a few drinks, and some *very* good food - we deserve a reward for stopping that evil." Flying Eagle will ask around for what establishment (saloon, hotel, etc.) has the best high-end food.
"Where can we pick up some cowhands? And how can we tell if they're trustworthy? I suppose once we've met a few, before we hire them we could ask around town about their reputation."
"Does your organization recognize the existence of the supernatural? If not, I suggest you just don't file a report on this incident."
That's how I was looking at it, given the dream/vision that you gave me. I (and Flying Eagle) knew we were dealing with a powerful, vicious evil.
"I say we get out of here right now, since people are starting to wake up. We've committed a crime here, and I for one don't want to be identified." Flying Eagle pulls his now-dry bandana that was protecting him from the sleepy fumes up over his face to hide his features, and goes over to his horse, gets on, and says "Let's make tracks!"
"We did good here today. You all felt the presence of the souls trapped in the barrels, they've been set free to go on to whatever afterlife awaits them. But I fear this area might be forever marked by their previous suffering."
Flying Eagle must have been subconsciously prepared for such a result, given everything he experienced in the dream. "Ok, let's get out of here before anyone wakes up!"
"Anybody want to suggest something else? I suggest we high-tail it out of here as soon as the wagons have been destroyed, we'd be wanted by the police for destruction of property, and they'd never believe my story. It'd be best if we can't be identified by anyone in the troupe as the ones who did this."
If Flying Eagle can see Winona trying to open one of the jars before she actually succeeds, he will shout "No! Don't open the jars! From my dream, I believe they contain the life-force of countless souls. They may be angry from their containment, and attack us. I am truly afraid of what we are dealing with here. I say we just move the people a save distance away, put the two wagons side-by-side, and use all our dynamite to blow them both to bits." Regarding Rufus' comment, he says "Well, she was an animal when she went into the brush, and you found her as a woman, so she's obviously a shape-shifter. I suspect she's the ancient evil that has been sucking people's life force. It's a good thing I killed her with one shot, or she might have gotten away to do more harm."
Flying Eagle also does the bandana-and-water thing, but waits a minute or three to allow the mist to dissipate more. He also starts looking in the wagons for the jars in his dream. Whenever he comes across a rifle or gun, he picks it up and throws it as far away as he can, into the brush near the rock outcropping.
Flying Eagle's shot hits the creature, doing :
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