Vallus nods. "It may be that our paths will cross again. Until then, fare you well."
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"She thinks that's a plant, doesn't she?" Vallus whispers to Tony as the barbarian throws the decapitated bird's body to the side.
"That's too bad. Do you know who stole it? We may be able to point you in the right direction if you provide us with some details." Vallus says, nodding.
"Ah, we're heading there now. Can you share what you're looking for?"
Vallus nods as the others spring to action. "Hello, neighbor. Are we intruding on your time alone?" He asks in a slow, steady voice, his hand resting on his mace.
"WHy is Kali biting the head off a bird?" Vallus mutters to Tony. "Is that a barbarian thing?"
Vallus shrugs and waves to the rats and grippli. "Farewell and good luck! May the angels watch over you!" He runs to keep up with Kali and the others.
Vallus contributes as best he can, but his mace is ill suited to woodwork.
Vallus shakes his head. Rat people. Frog people. Eating crocodiles. This trip was really broadening his horizons. "Peace! We don't need any more violence. Greetings, Rribak. I am Vallus. My friends are escorting these rat-folk to a new home. We meant no disrespect to your people."
Leveled and ready, captain!
Vallus looks a little askance at the idea of croco-dinner. "Is that thing safe to eat?"
Vallus murmurs a prayer to the angels, then draws his mace.
"Tail? What is it the tail of?" Vallus whispers back.
Vallus groans at the noise. "Really? What beast makes that noise? I have spent too much time in Ptolus, friends, I know nothing of the forest or its sexual proclivities."
Vallus nods. "Thank you for being reasonable."
"Touch him and he dies, then YOU die." Vallus nods to Kali when one of the Merry Men tries to help their leader..
"That depends entirely on how smart you are. If you're smart, you tell your friends to back off and we'll let you go. If you're not, your lifespan can be measured in the minutes." Vallus looks to the others, hoping they'll back the play.
Vallus nods. "Well, we have him and if anyone makes any hostile moves, he dies first. Understand?"
Vallus hauls the man to his feet, and pulls him out in front of the group, toward the oncoming Merry Men. "Alright, who's your leader? Send them forward to parley, please."
Vallus nods toward the Merry men now flowing out of the trees. "You're in no place to bargain, outlaw. When the arrows fly, you're as much a target as we. Call off your men and we'll let this pass."
Vallus nods along with Kali's words. "She's right. Next time don't look a gift horse in the mouth, and the horse is liable to be kinder. Better yet, find a new career. This one ends poorly for you."
Vallus shakes his head. "He hasn't actually harmed anyone yet. And he did try to intimidate us out of our gold before he assaulted us. It may be that he's not a terrible person. Like our rat-friends, he may not be as bad as we fear."
"Games? What sor... Oh we're being robbed!" Vallus holds up his angelic symbol and points at the Masked Robber. "DROP!"
Vallus continues onward and tries to strike up a conversation with the ratfolk. "So, um... What do you do for fun?" He awkwardly asks.
Vallus follows along, keeping a side eye on the rat-folks, for as a citizen of Ptolus, he has always been told they're treacherous and vile creatures.
"Ah, I see! I always heard ratfolk were vermin, you see. But these seem... reasonable." Vallus whispers.
Vallus slides over to Shellin and asks in a whisper, "How did you come to be mixed up with ratfolk?"
Vallus nods, a little spooked by the ease with which the party befriends ratfolk. "Yes, perhaps it's best. Safety in numbers, you know."
Better than wrong forks, I suppose!
Vallus casts light on his light shield and unslings his mace, joining the band in the sewers!
Vallus laughs out loud. "I have a cell back in my church, but it would be cramped for us all. And they do frown up conjugal visits there, so I would advise celibacy this night."
Vallus nods sympathetically. "I understand, friend. The choice to stand up for one's beliefs can be hard, especially when one's opponent has the might of a vast army at his disposal. Take heart, though. Perhaps you could make holding Ptolus too expensive for the Emperor? Blockades, work stoppages? That sort of thing might make your work easier."
Vallus nods. "I can sympathize with that. But do you believe the Empire will allow us to break away so easily?"
"But what laws will you change? Which ones do you take umbrage with?" Vallus asks.
Vallus nods and smiles at the man. "How would that be different from the way it's run now?"
"It's a rally for the people who wish the City to be governed by the people and not the nobility. It may give us a sense of who is important in this movement. At any rate, it's a historical event. Who knows what small moments can create great change?"
Vallus jogs to catch up to the fallen man. "I regret the need for that, sir. The angels generally frown upon those who flee when questioned, though. A wise man does not need to fear pursuit."
Vallus nods and shrugs and moves 30' closer to the fleeing man before calling loudly "FALL!"
Vallus sighs, seeing the man's eyes. "You do not need medicine, friend. You need help to break this cycle of need that you've developed. Please, if you follow this path, only ruin awaits you."
"So, what leads do you have on this dark mage?" Vallus asks as he falls into step with the others. "Has there been sightings of him?"
Vallus smiles. "I've heard of this mage. Well, rumors anyway. I... I'm certainly willing to lend aid for the sake of the city and its people. I accept." He nods and offers his hand.
I will bump the cleric up in the next day.
I am here, too! Thanks for selecting me!
A young human male of around 24 steps into sight. He pauses for a moment as the toughs attack the woman, then breaks into a run. However, he arrives too late as the woman is rescued. He pants, trying to bark out his words. "Are...are you alright? Are any of you hurt?" He touches a holy symbol around his neck, a roughly carved angelic figure and murmurs a prayer. Holy energy erupts from him, healing damage! "I saw the struggle and tried to hurry, but thank the Watchers you lot were here in time! My name is Vallus, Vallus Morgan. I am a.. well, I preach in this district, trying to save the souls of the local folk. I had no idea crime was so prevalent as to require not only the saving of souls, but the saving of skin as well!" |