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Titus Blackwell
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Thu 31 Jan 2019
at 18:44
Chapter 6
In reply to Inquisitor (msg # 361):

How substantial?

Titus asks slyly.

Like I said he appears to have been kidnapped per the word on the streets.  He's been kicking up a lot fuss in this area and in a town like this it's easy to make enemies.  Go ask the masters of the town, about the strange findings here.

So what form does my help take?  You want directions?  Places to ask about?

Inquisitor
 NPC, 10 posts
Thu 31 Jan 2019
at 19:08
Chapter 6
In reply to Titus Blackwell (msg # 362):

"Substantial in that you could name your figure.  Assistance could come in two forms:  Information leading to retrieval of the fugitive, or unwilling sacrifice of your well-being as an enticement for his return."
Brennan Otthild
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Thu 31 Jan 2019
at 21:05
Chapter 6
In reply to Inquisitor (msg # 363):

Brennan watches the Inquisitor enter the room containing Titus, noting whether or not the guards are replaced at the door afterward.

He also notes the presence of any bags of flour...
Titus Blackwell
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Fri 1 Feb 2019
at 14:28
Chapter 6
In reply to Brennan Otthild (msg # 364):

I can count pretty high...

Titus says proud and with a drawl.

So it seems that you are not inclined to let me out and search... so the best I can do at the moment is point things out to you... how about this.  I'm hungry, why don't you send a guard to grab some food from the inn and we talk about it over supper?

I know your anxious but the town is walled, and everybody knows who he is... and he is trustworthy... which makes him loyal... which makes him dumb.  No way he has left.


He looks outside as the sun begins to cast long shadows while setting.

...I need more time.
Inquisitor
 NPC, 11 posts
Fri 1 Feb 2019
at 14:56
Chapter 6
In reply to Titus Blackwell (msg # 365):

"Likely, lack of food would be a better motivator.  I shall return when such lack has had time to improve your desire to cooperate."

The Inquisitor steps back and closes the door.  Titus catches a glimpse of the waning yellow light of the sun over the Inquisitor's back before being plunged back into darkness.

From his corner, Brennan watches the Inquisitor close the door and speak with the guards.

They are indeed relieved by a new set, a pair of young men who look to have some actual combat training, or at least have better equipment.

The Inquisitor speaks with them briefly, and so quietly that none can overhear, then departs.

The pair take up a loose but attentive stance outside the armory door, rubbing their hands in the coming night chill.

They talk together quietly, what Titus catches of the conversation amounts mostly to "any idea who this loonie is?.... nah, some city boy I heard... Inquisitor gives me the creeps... almost worse than the daemon... heard there's another guy in the east tower... yeah, a flour sack, poor fucker... came from the docks, were dredging for bodies there..."
Brennan Otthild
 player, 1890 posts
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Fri 1 Feb 2019
at 17:10
Chapter 6
In reply to Inquisitor (msg # 366):

Brennan sighs, puzzles the situation, and follows the Inquisitor with his eyes until he has some idea of where the man(?) is going.
Inquisitor
 NPC, 12 posts
Fri 1 Feb 2019
at 17:27
Chapter 6
In reply to Brennan Otthild (msg # 367):

The Inquisitor marches back toward the center of town where the majority of the troops are stationed, and where the Master of Arms has set up command.
Brennan Otthild
 player, 1891 posts
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 Can't Stop Reading Ahead
Mon 4 Feb 2019
at 20:16
Chapter 6
In reply to Inquisitor (msg # 368):

Brennan briefly debates shooting arrows at the guards, haunting the Inquisitor in the astral plane, and even summoning a cohort of demons to assist him, but ultimately decides against all of those terrible options.

Instead, he lays low and waits for the sun to sink beneath the horizon enough to enable Jack to become a factor. If possible he does this within some line of sight of the jail so he can see how attentive the guards remain as their shift wears on.
GM
 GM, 1951 posts
Tue 5 Feb 2019
at 13:29
Chapter 6
In reply to Brennan Otthild (msg # 369):

The sun slips along the tops of trees over the lake, sending reflections of orange and purple across the now-docked fishing boats.  As the light fades, the lamplighters whisper through the streets in their long gowns, saying nothing but to one another.

Brennan remains in his side alley, ever watchful of the pair of guards at the armory.  They keep to their duties, but not with a great deal of fervor.  At some point, a torch is brought and stuck into the ground beside the armory door to provide some light and warmth for their hands.

Inside the armory, Titus too waits.

Finally, a voice like wind across rough ash breaths in Titus' ear.

"You are not very good at staying hidden."
Titus Blackwell
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Tue 5 Feb 2019
at 13:57
Chapter 6
In reply to GM (msg # 370):

Titus smiles and speaks softly

You told me to hide your priest.  Not myself.  A magician distracts with one hand and performs with the other.  Your priest is safe and your priest is hidden.

How do you propose to deal with this inquisitor?  I have faced their kind before and it does not end well.  I am operating at a severe equipment and training disadvantage.  It would be a fools errand for me to fight or try to ambush him. 

GM
 GM, 1952 posts
Tue 5 Feb 2019
at 15:31
Chapter 6
In reply to Titus Blackwell (msg # 371):

Armory

There is a faint rustling and a glint of embers.

"The Inquisition does not belong here.  Give them what they want and be done with them."

An Alley

The guards alternate standing beside the torch at the door and a half dozen paces away.  There is relatively little traffic in this part of town after dark, most of the area being storage, stables, and animal pens.

Brennan catches a glimpse of a smudged face peeking out from behind a pile of timbers before it vanishes.  A young boy by the look of it.  Brennan is relatively certain the boy was watching the armory, not him.
Titus Blackwell
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Tue 5 Feb 2019
at 15:55
Chapter 6
In reply to GM (msg # 372):

You think they will leave us in peace?  The inquisition has hunted me from Thorngate.  They don't seem to be particularly lenient, what if they take me as well?  Put me to the question?
 I have no reason to believe they won't.  They are holding the other chosen you met somewhere else in the city, and have been for some time.  This inquisitor will be a problem.  Can't you deal with him as you did with the master earlier?

GM
 GM, 1953 posts
Tue 5 Feb 2019
at 16:19
Chapter 6
In reply to Titus Blackwell (msg # 373):

Armory

The voice comes back far louder and closer than before, and Titus can smell brimstone and feel a dry heat down the back of his neck.

"You misunderstand the nature of our relationship.  I will set you free from your bonds, then you will get rid of the Inquisitor.

Kill him, chase him off, negotiate with him for all I care.

Make.

Him.

GONE!"

Titus is left alone in silence and darkness after that, only a few flickers of torchlight penetrating the crack around the door.

Titus listens carefully, trying to hear anything above the sound of his own breath.

There is a scream, followed by a shout and the sound of feet pounding away.

"Go, you fool." whispers Jack.

An Alley

Brennan pulls his cloak about himself against the night chill. The air is still and dry, as before a rain.

His gaze strays from the watchmen for a moment, noting the a harsh flickering of the torch despite the lack of wind.

That's when one of the guards gives a shriek, pointing helplessly into the darkness beyond where Brennan can see.  His companion gives a shout and the two charge off away from the armory.
Titus Blackwell
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Tue 5 Feb 2019
at 19:09
Chapter 6
In reply to GM (msg # 374):

The door opens and Titus stalks out of the entrance way not looking pleased.  He neither dawdles nor does he hurry as he calmly disappears out of sight melting into the shadows.

Titus will start making his way towards where Ciryl is kept.  Making sure not to be seen.
Brennan Otthild
 player, 1892 posts
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Tue 5 Feb 2019
at 19:46
Chapter 6
In reply to Titus Blackwell (msg # 375):

What have you done?

Brennan takes this opportunity to leave the ally and follow Titus as he heads toward the tower where Cyril is being held. He readies his bow and crouches low, prepared to make another distraction for Titus's benefit if needed.
GM
 GM, 1954 posts
Tue 5 Feb 2019
at 21:00
Chapter 6
In reply to Brennan Otthild (msg # 376):

Both Titus and Brennan quickly deduce that it will be difficult to head directly to the tower, instead veering off away from the center of town to avoid the guards and the general traffic of evening.

Keeping to the unlit portions away from larger streets, both pick their way along, Titus moving from shadow to shadow and Brennan sneaking after him.

Both are seen from time to time, but not by anyone who takes particular interest in them.

Eventually, both make their way to the other side of town where the watch tower thrusts up along the wall into the dark sky.  The moon is not yet up, so the only light here comes from torches in the hands of the guards about the door.

There are three guards now: two armed with heavy spears, helmets and thick cloaks, the third sitting motionless, limp, and full of flour against the door itself.
Titus Blackwell
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Tue 5 Feb 2019
at 21:44
Chapter 6
In reply to GM (msg # 377):

Titus pulls up at the sight of the three guards and his shoulders slump.

Damnit

He mutters under his breath.  He stops now apparently out of gas as his plan grinds to a halt.  He holds out his hands making a series of gestures.


He waits in a dark corner.
Brennan Otthild
 player, 1893 posts
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Wed 6 Feb 2019
at 04:07
Chapter 6
In reply to Titus Blackwell (msg # 378):

Brennan draws his bow and ignores Titus's command, unwilling to risk capture. Instead he signs back "Flour, fire?"

This message was last edited by the player at 04:08, Wed 06 Feb.

Titus Blackwell
 player, 2408 posts
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Wed 6 Feb 2019
at 13:41
Chapter 6
In reply to Brennan Otthild (msg # 379):

"Jack, no help.  Just release."

He pauses for a moment as if thinking

"wants visitor gone"

/ooc I know we did this before but it was like a month ago, what is the window situation on the building?  Or the roofs?
GM
 GM, 1955 posts
Wed 6 Feb 2019
at 16:03
Chapter 6
In reply to Titus Blackwell (msg # 380):

From their individual vantage points, Titus and Brennan survey the situation:

The tower is built into the wooden wall of DuckTown, facing out to the east.

A single heavy wooden door faces into town, this is guarded by two men and one brave sack of flour.

The tower is about 3 stories tall, there are no windows, but the top of the tower is open on all sides with a pointed roof above it.  Presumably, there is a ladder inside the tower that goes up to the top.  You can see a guard in the top portion from time to time as he paces about.
Brennan Otthild
 player, 1894 posts
 Seer. Prophet. Charlatan.
 Can't Stop Reading Ahead
Thu 7 Feb 2019
at 01:28
Chapter 6
In reply to GM (msg # 381):

Three stories. A man can survive a fall like that. Sometimes.

Brennan sighs, closes his eyes, and whispers the name of the wind...

[Name of the Wind: 2x6, 2x7]

A sharp gust of wind billows forth, threatening to toss the rooftop guard from his perch (and perhaps draw the attention of his fellows in the process).

This message was last edited by the player at 01:29, Thu 07 Feb.

GM
 GM, 1956 posts
Thu 7 Feb 2019
at 13:19
Chapter 6
In reply to Brennan Otthild (msg # 382):

The wind whips around the top of the small wooden tower.

You can hear the lookout's cloak snapping in the wind.  He gives a shout as the dark shape of hit hat is whisked away from him over to the other side of the wall.

"What's on up there?" one of the ground-level guards shouts up.

"Damned wind!" replies the man from above.  "Blew off my favorite hat... torch is out too..."

Thus, although the wind was not sufficient to knock the man over, he now has no light and all the guards on the ground have their backs to you, except for the flour sack.
Titus Blackwell
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Mon 11 Feb 2019
at 21:26
Chapter 6
In reply to GM (msg # 383):

Titus signs to Brennan

I hate this town.  I hate that demon.

Titus looks at the walls of the town to see if he can find any type of handhold or footing to climb the wall.

This message was last edited by the player at 21:26, Mon 11 Feb.

GM
 GM, 1959 posts
Tue 12 Feb 2019
at 13:07
Chapter 6
In reply to Titus Blackwell (msg # 384):

The walls of Ducktown are simple: vertical logs hewn to a point at the tops.  The tower is made of similar logs, but stacked horizontally.

The tower would be much easier to climb (from the inside anyhow) but the tower is exactly what all guards are currently looking at.

Climbing the walls themselves would be very difficult without equipment or help from the top.  It is possible an experienced climber could reach and straddle several logs and shimmy up that way, but it would be both slow and difficult.

This message was last edited by the GM at 13:08, Tue 12 Feb.

Titus Blackwell
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Tue 12 Feb 2019
at 13:11
Chapter 6
In reply to GM (msg # 385):

Titus holds out a hand to Brennan and points away from the tower.

quote:
Distraction.