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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 6, 2015 11:00:35 GMT -5
"I'm Riley,@ she said as she sank through the floor. "We will talk later when you don't have an army." She smiles as she fades out.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 6, 2015 11:01:38 GMT -5
"Gods damned sorcerers," Benjen grunted to himself, before giving the order to continue through the building and link up with Hector and Ami's crew.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 6, 2015 11:26:14 GMT -5
The night passes and Benjen and Hector and Amelia come across dozens of bodies and slaves and kill about twenty five more men, but finally they all meet. Hector frowns. "How can people do this?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 6, 2015 11:37:09 GMT -5
Benjen had seen too much war and horror to be as affected by the slavers as he would have been but he nodded. "Money, power... people have simple needs." He shook his head. "They'll throw everything they have at us after tonight."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 6, 2015 11:45:06 GMT -5
"Wasn't that the point of this?" He asked. "Make them come out and come after us like men and not rats?" He watches as the men free the people. "We captured some people. Want to execute them?" He looks to Amelia. "If the lady lets us," he grins.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 6, 2015 11:48:49 GMT -5
"It was," Benjen said with a nod. "It will be ferocious however so we need to be prepared." He looked to Amelia, who crossed her arms.
"These men were committing crimes on my lands. I will do the executing myself." She walked off to where the prisoners were held.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 6, 2015 11:51:23 GMT -5
The criminals are all lined up. They spit at the lady. "Do your worst! You'll get nothing from us, whore!" Some seem considerably less certain.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 6, 2015 11:53:05 GMT -5
Amelia walks up to the man who seemed most outspoken and studies him for a moment. She then channeled all the shadows that were around her, forcing them down the man's throat deeper and deeper, more and more, until the man would explode in a shower of gore.
"Anyone feel like talking?" She asked, her attention on one of her nails. "Chipped nail..."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 6, 2015 11:58:40 GMT -5
Hector picks a piece of intestine from off him and swallows his bike. "Less messy next time," please." He said. The criminals start blabbering immediately until Hector backhands one. "Shut the fuck up! One at a time."
An ugly man asks Amelia. "What do you need to know?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 6, 2015 12:03:10 GMT -5
"How many of you are there?" She says, looking up at him. "Who are your leaders? We found money, with lions on it. Who funded you? Who is Riley?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 6, 2015 12:39:54 GMT -5
"There's...maybe two hundred of us! We all follow Mr. Scarlet!" He spilled the beans so fast you could make a burrito out of it. "That crazy red lady is some sorceress we hired to stop the lady from killing us all! I don't know shit about any funding but a few weeks ago a bunch of gold arrived and that's what the coins were marked as."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 6, 2015 12:50:49 GMT -5
"Mr Scarlet, tell me more about him. Where in the city is he? And this sorceress, do you know any more about her?" Amelia asked, moving closer to the man.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 6, 2015 14:07:58 GMT -5
He swallows with fear. "He's Braavosi, some merchant turned outlaw," he stammered. "Has more money than God." Another man interjected.
"The sorceress told us she is here for you! Something about testing you for her boss or peer or whatever!"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 6, 2015 14:36:39 GMT -5
Amelia nodded, knowing that it would likely have something to do with that. "Oriax. Out adorable, he's still looking out for his protege. Very well." She turned to the guards. "Those who spoke are to be taken to jail. Hang the others."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 6, 2015 14:51:11 GMT -5
The guards nod and do the work. Hector looks at her. "You're sure it's Oriax? I didn't think he did such theatricality."
Assuming Ben said how weird the shit was.
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