The leader of the outlaw band still has his pistol out, and the bandits left standing have circled around the remaining soldiers.

Arkansas Tom glares at Art. "This ain't none o' your affair, I reckon. Clear on out before you get hurt."

"I don't believe this!" Private brown shouts. "We just faced down the minions of Hell together, and you still intend to rob us!?"

The outlaw nods. "I have many mouths to feed and a powerful need to eat my own self. Hand over the cashbox and we'll call it quits."

Moses leans on his staff, the wind blowing his coat open and revealing his bulging muscles.
((22:13, Today: Moses rolled 6,4 using d8,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 6,4.  Boost Persuasion))n.

"Careful, Arkansas Tom" he sais, his tone friendly, his deep voice rumbling. The outlaw might wonder how Moses knows his name. But then again, he was a wanted man.
"You and your band has been on the path to Darkness for a long time. You are far ahead on your way into the maws of the Reckoners. But you have stopped, today, and joined the forces of Light."

The negro squints up into the skies, then looks back at the outlaws. Worry lines appear on his face.
"You can continue now on your path to Darkness, Arkansas Tom. But the Lord tells Moses that this, today, now.... is your last chance. Take one step further, and you will be set on the path to Darkness. You will not be able to return, even if you wanted. Evil powers will firmly plant their hooks into you and pull you towards them."

He shrugs.
"If you believe that some cash is worth losing your soul, then proceed. If, however, you truly are just hungry... Moses will find a way to feed you if you let him."

((Persuasion:

22:15, Today: Moses rolled 5,9 using d8-2,d6-2, rerolling max with rolls of 7,(6+5)11.  white chip.
22:14, Today: Moses rolled -1,9 using d8-2,d6-2, rerolling max with rolls of 1,(6+5)11.  Persuasion, negative Charisma.))

The man frowns. "You know what? This just ain't worth the hassle." he grumbles. "Boys! Let's go!"

The bandits also seem to have had enough of this. They collect their fallen and then vanish back into the forest.

Art looked over at the vanishing outlaws and then back at Moses. "You gotta way wit words, that be certain. You met some of the things I found in the forest. Those very tall fellows? What happened here?"

The black man nods, wistfully.
"Moses has was the Lord gifts him. These men", he nods in the direction of the bandits, "have difficult choices ahead. Moses fears that they will continue on their way to their eternal doom. But it is easy to keep your habits... and it sometimes takes everything you have to change them."

He straigthens up. "Private Brown... Moses shall see to your wounded. But first, he has to visit his most reluctant sheep."

And with that, he searches for Little Crow.

Little Crow sneaked through the trees, clutching a stolen pistol. He'd managed to survive the rubbery monster trying to hang him, and now seemed as good a time as any to slip off and rejoin those who were his kin.

((OOC: Because of course he's trying to escape.

Moses, make me a Notice check, opposed by Little Crow's stealth.

12:57, Today: Little Crow rolled 5,5 using d6,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5,5.  Stealth.))
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23:01, Today: Moses rolled 3 using 1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 3.  red chip on top.
23:01, Today: Moses rolled 4,1 using d6,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 4,1.  Notice.

"You are crawling the wrong way, Little Crow", the prophet said when he was close enough to spot the Indian in the brush.
"You owe Moses more time."

The brave froze. [Language unknown: "Cktio enc ieng out."] He grumbled.

Moses sighed. [Language unknown: "It unres Iend houndeven se, at reut atioershe. Rutch caic om, ec ng pedi nd Th inevireen."]
He uses his staff to point to the surroundings. [Language unknown: "Som wit haset ut her heus'iohe io herounpro ere som? Fo er icacomtrawhi we ing Kordaysetate, ch ith art trul. Ove to ecne o whesetine tra? Us evha ncanilec sa butoveour? Eaung onnd toprpl capoit ne ol ainisi derreaeen hissomich es com somno anyad ulme o stack?]

[Language unknown: "P replus Ticthiwil, ar koriontic...simodi."] Little Crow says. [Language unknown: "Ta itiou ca be ul."] He rubs his neck. [Language unknown: "Noleai nc ll meme thuyineen ndilla."] He looks back at the corpses, the dead soldier and dead miners, and sounds unsure of himself.

Art had moved over to listen to Little Crow, and felt the need to interject at the discussion on Raven. [Language unknown: "At, et Yinineill tr uturom estingven artstiare oul a lar erswerthi. Enng tin atdi t dinnteion ill ereewi fi mopr ticoulwas sanithare mi acecpa wheat n ie Mewaca Aveonsout ekarth ckwa tiwaen. It k o uteve me est wer weekwe aiofno alncplpl llvor n ort hi fier ouannc t ac ersas."]

Moses nods. [Language unknown: "Menpr eene is ngtous. Eeeril iou one aveel one terverher. Atme n sonwaswas el Enciousanrea ca altrhe adal ithun ai plmoto. Mi ar e whriou ne esive Ionhisearill. Verio th trulmo icawilnte. Trinad ar... riheio utlar. It ichounine elulon osecnd se, Iotoer Pre."]
He holds out his hand. As he is still leaning on his staff, he looks like a beggar in the streets.
[Language unknown: "Anrea are etre ce ac ri Hereender ati urss e ure nirelaha rea in asasheho."]

Little Crow sighs. [Language unknown: "Ioes. Rut La und acort oreestnteainrat u fierse."] He sticks the pistol in the waistband of his buckskins and heads toward Moses.

Moses motions for Little Crow to sit down and the larger man starts examining the wounds. Moses was no doctor, not even a healer, but he was the Lord's prophet. He watched for bruises, cuts, scrapes and wounds, gently touching them where he found it, while murmuring a prayer.


11:29, Today: Moses rolled 4,5 using d8,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 4,5.  Faith for healing.

Art wasn't particularly happy with the defiance of Little Crow or the fact that he was armed, but Art was willing to allow Moses to deal with Little Crow's antics however the prophet saw fit.

However, Art kept a close eye on Little Crow while Moses was busy working to heal the angry brave up. Speckled brother also had some skill at healing and would help if anything was missed.

Moses' healing arts work swiftly. In short order, Little Crow is back to fighting trim.

But the rain is coming down harder now. The only shelter nearby is the soldier's lean-to. Most of the soldiers are busy discussing what they should do now, now that their Sargent is gone and they just survived an attack by bandits.

Art would get to the soldiers soon enough, but he did want to speak with the Cheyenne first. He walked back over to them. [Language unknown: "Ad aststrsta on tiour ure lo dininevir werametic acil comng menbleainsta sta ou saint n ut. Thwe ma Ic onosan saac, an earthoati omli sa lesstresttho e inesomhis an as werame-astwer pa rea ilis undis, stadi nti tedoneingecttho maisit, k, nteio hatere-daytha? Di latandera werent'veness li?"]

Kira was dripping wet at this point. At various intervals, she shook her coat as free from water as she could. Unfortunately, she would smell like wet dog for quite some time.
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Kills Iron Horse glaaaaares at the soldiers. [Language unknown: "Us wafois artatever a day."] She snarls. She's probably still annoyed about the last time she was near soldiers, back in Custer's camp.

[Language unknown: "T erawertin ouresscom sthe o mi stck Ugh Arla meain."] Walks The Night said. [Language unknown: "Wh leomal i ers il rong thasssic ess ng si Prarnoev, hare n artichast. Sius korundhat and pobe ic notero. Llsi us evwe ilfomoei pe ecbe."] He looks down the road. [Language unknown: "Io i sta wapr it ri a tersannde ine eclin ol foranyherome hat sontictha. Tewick om was a ce ut. Ntireathu wa onti but. P ench p ng loom houil ntivlo k san tacena esllli eau k Hoeciehi, noect i rellse. Theime reos verentateble notlo."]

Art nodded at Kills Iron Horse's response. [Language unknown: "Rea Nd ateol aiplme et ri us art wi intet. Iou ntithusan outughdincon ill usoseson th redul ic vir m hi encichresons anyithwerons, m menardtra ine u necero vorhe tr. Ncons powit thing wit ecit, ndcesi a enfo u papr manandandprerom."]

He frowned at the mention of reinforcements and looked over toward Moses and what he was doing.

After Moses is done tending to Little Crow's injuries, he stands up straight. He nods at the Ravenite, then turns around and walks toward the assembled soldiers.

"You have fought well, today. And not as soldiers of a country, but as warriors in God's Army."

He smiles and raises his face to the sky, rain drops splattering off of it. His smile turns into a grin and he looks back at the soldiers, seemingly oblivious to their wet and sorry state.
"Brown", he calls toward the private, "Moses will take care of your injured and wounded. Then our ways will likely part for now.

Brown nods. "I reckon we all owe you a big thanks, for savin' us from Perdition."

"Getting that asshole Butler gone was a bonus, too." One of the mercenaries says, spitting. Brown gives him a dirty look but nods.

"Yeah...what do you reckon we should tell the Lieutenant?" Brown looks over at the place where Butler vanished. "I mean...Sarge didn't leave no body when he left, and I don't think the Lieutenant would buy Sarge bein' a deserter, what with him bein' from the Seventh and all."
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"Tell your lieutenant the truth. That he was consumed by forces of evil that you went on and prevailed against."

Moses sounds confident that this should help the men to stay out of trouble. It was the truth, after all.

"Finally Listening, let us go and find shelter. Moses believes that there are more dangers ahead of us... yet the Lord may grant us some small reprieve to rest."

Art nodded at Moses. "That do sound good to me. The Cheyenne did no get the chance to gather materials for a shelter. But they do no want to stay here. We should be bidding farewell to the soldiers and moving along."

((OOC: Art and Moses would be arriving in Deadwood after the battle in the Bella Union is over with. Do you want me to put this thread on hold until that battle finishes? My plan is to open a new chapter once that fight is over with.))

I'm fine with that.