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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 29, 2016 11:58:51 GMT -5
Where Rowan and their companions hunt for merchant loot farther north.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 29, 2016 12:00:27 GMT -5
Nick, Ellyn, Ami, and Walther nod back. They set out north along the solitary forest trail that goes towards the swimming coves along the cliffs. Silence is kept; the bandits are good with noise discipline even in the isolated forest, and they pass the last few huts about six miles north of town, the most forgotten hermits in their cottages asleep as they pass. Ben chuckles as they see a few campfires along the shoreline. "Swimmers," he said, "not ours, from farther east." The group hears splashing and the like; the cove is the safest water for a hundred miles in any direction and young men and women frequently take their few days off to head their for carousing. "Kinda want to interrupt their party."
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Jul 29, 2016 12:16:30 GMT -5
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Post by Rowan on Jul 29, 2016 12:16:30 GMT -5
Rowan quietly snickers as they keep up a decent pace, 'mebbie another day.. If ye stop to play ye might's misses the fishes then we'd all goes hungrys'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 29, 2016 12:30:52 GMT -5
Ben considered it as they snuck around, and Rowan sees about six men and women in the water. Ben snickers. "True 'nuff," he allowed. "Give you a copper to steal their clothes though."
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Jul 29, 2016 13:01:12 GMT -5
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Post by Rowan on Jul 29, 2016 13:01:12 GMT -5
Rowan hmms and looks at Ben, 'Make et two and they wont find 'em.' Rowan gives an evil look.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 29, 2016 13:46:36 GMT -5
He slides one coin over. "Second one when you bring me to us," he said. Everyone else just kept walking, but seemed amused.
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Jul 29, 2016 15:14:27 GMT -5
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Post by Rowan on Jul 29, 2016 15:14:27 GMT -5
Rowan pockets the coin and darts away. They approach the beach with care and as much swiftness as dared, making sure their light hair is tucked away within their hood. They keep to the darkness and do their best to swiftly steal the clothes and make a fast but quiet getaway unnoticed.
40 (Land) Scouting 15 (Land) Raiding 35 Stealth 15 Observation
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 29, 2016 15:22:49 GMT -5
Stealth: 81 (+2) Observation: 35
Rowan steals the clothes easily. He sees four of the swimmers are female and two male.
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Jul 29, 2016 15:29:54 GMT -5
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Post by Rowan on Jul 29, 2016 15:29:54 GMT -5
Rowan gathers the clothes up, smirking viciously as they do. Then swiftly and quietly as they can they disappear back the way they came to catch up with the rest of the group to both tell the tale and find someplace way away to ditch the clothes.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 29, 2016 15:35:42 GMT -5
The outlaws hoot and holler a hundred meters away and Harris has them find a perch on the cliff to watch as the swimmers finish to get dressed. The seven outlaws chuckle as the first woman leaves the water and looks about, then she turns and starts shouting to the others. "They're gone!" She shrieks. "They're gone!" She digs furiously through the brush, and in the full moonlight she can be clearly limped against the dark woods. Ben grins.
"They won't last long naked in the woods," he chuckled.
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Jul 29, 2016 15:40:19 GMT -5
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Post by Rowan on Jul 29, 2016 15:40:19 GMT -5
Rowan snickers and waggles the proof at them 'come on.. Nights wasting.' Rowan grins evilly as they watch the swimmers stumbling about below.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 29, 2016 15:45:56 GMT -5
The outlaws move on, Ellyn cutting up the clothes as they walk. "They'll follow the trail," she said, and we will have some after mission entertainment." The rest of the trek goes uneventfully, and in the morning, a bit before dawn, the village comes into view; a slightly larger village, five hundred souls or so, and the foreign ship is easy to see. Harris motions for a stop.
"Excellent," he said. "So we need a theft group and an assault team. Volunteers"
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Jul 29, 2016 15:49:59 GMT -5
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Post by Rowan on Jul 29, 2016 15:49:59 GMT -5
Rowan grumbles 'theft.. Since I can ne pop heads'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 29, 2016 15:53:05 GMT -5
Ellen and Harris join them. As the others plan and head off, Harris starts to slip into the ocean, "We swim to the ship and climb the netting," he said, "and wait for the others to start their diversion." Ellen strips and dons some of the swimmers' tighter black clothing. The water is quite shallow and so they can walk to within five meters of the hull. No one seems awake on board.
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Jul 29, 2016 15:56:43 GMT -5
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Post by Rowan on Jul 29, 2016 15:56:43 GMT -5
Rowan nods and after slipping into the water they do shiver a bit till used to the cold water.
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