Chapter 1: Clayshire
The final skeleton falls as both Jerec and Barakus work seamlessly to slay it. Trog arrives moments later, feeling perhaps disappointment that it was already dealt with. The tavern was quiet... or it would be if the crowned man, regal in stature, wasn't babbling like a scared child.
Combat Ends
"You don't understand, you have to let me go now! They've found me, they've found me, they've found me... If He gets His hands on me, it's all over! I've failed! I have to go now, have to flee, have to flee..." His eyes look pleadingly between Syndelia and Paran, and the man struggles against his physical restraint. Moments pass as his rambling slows, until he finally takes a deep breath.
"You claim to deserve a story. Well, you haven't earned jack, but I'll give you one. I've been on the run for years now. Always having to watch over my back, sleeping with one eye open. This time I thought I'd lost them, but... If I fall into the hands of the Raven King, it's all over, and He'll have won. I cannot allow that to happen. These ones may be dead, but there's always more, always more, always more..."
With this, he gives one last mighty shove to free himself, and makes another attempt for the door. Whether or not he succeeds, it is clear this man is scared and run ragged.
OOC: In the future, we'll use the Grappling attack (see Weapons) for such an action. I hadn't noticed it there before.
In the meantime...
06:43, Today: Narrator, for the NPC Crowned Warrior, rolled 132 using 1d100+45 with rolls of 87. Escape.