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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 21:34:34 GMT -5
Nyles shrugs. "I will need much more gold to get close to the Lord's confidants than that," he said.
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Post by Kurts on Mar 14, 2015 21:37:51 GMT -5
He weighs out some gold from the sizable purse he had, and tosses it to Nyles.
"Dice well."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 21:40:02 GMT -5
Nyles chuckles and heads off.
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Post by Ser Pounce on Mar 14, 2015 21:48:57 GMT -5
Some dice rolled between Amelia's feet and cracked against the wood of the makeshift book shelf. Snake eyes. A small bundle of blankets shifted and out came Dice herself, 'Big Dick' all ready for action. 'Ya move or scream and you'll get something in your behind, and I promise it will hurt. Real bad.' Dice looks like a ragged traveller, armed with a big crossbow and countless small blades adorning herself. Hidden under her robes was chainmail.
Intimidate 55 (+5 from Inquisitor)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 22:02:19 GMT -5
Intimidate: 123
Amelia feels the force of the threat but is able to react otherwise.
As Amelia turns to the newcomer, another woman steps behind her with a blade out. "Keep your lips sealed, sorceress. Your little reign is at an end."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 22:07:26 GMT -5
"My reign of what," Amelia asks after managed to control the urge to run. "I've faced more frightening things than two women with swords."
Her hands slowly went to her sides as she righted herself, careful to not move too quickly. "What do you want?"
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Post by Ser Pounce on Mar 14, 2015 22:11:39 GMT -5
"Your cooperation." She replied with the crossbow leveled at Amelia. At this range it would be hard to miss. "So far you're doing well. Just keep it up and we'll all be winners. If you have any hidden weapons now is the time to remove them. Slowly like."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 22:13:48 GMT -5
"Well, these aren't hidden," Amelia said, nodding down to her breasts. "I don't use daggers. Now... how can I help you?"
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Post by Ser Pounce on Mar 14, 2015 22:16:02 GMT -5
Dice carefully tossed over a robe, "Cover those up, you'll be coming with us, one way or another. Better you're alive right?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 22:17:19 GMT -5
Amelia sighed, and grabbed the robe. "Oriax will come looking for me, though I guess that is what you intend." She narrowed her eyes. "Are you here to kill him?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 22:18:19 GMT -5
Krista smacks the back of her head. "Shut up. Your mouth should make the same amount of noise as those tits."
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Post by Ser Pounce on Mar 14, 2015 22:18:38 GMT -5
Next came some shears, "Cut your hair, quick like."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Mar 14, 2015 22:20:15 GMT -5
Amelia grunts and pulls on the robe. "You cut it," She spat at the woman. "Quicker that way."
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Post by Ser Pounce on Mar 14, 2015 22:22:45 GMT -5
"Would you do the honours?" She asked her companion seeing as how she had the blade to the back of Amelia anyway. "Few quick slices."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Mar 14, 2015 22:26:12 GMT -5
The woman takes out a bit of twine and binds Amelia's hands together and ties a gag around her mouth. Then she starts roughly sawing off bunches of hair. Frederic looks about. He pours his water on the ground outside his tent and fingers the mud, then comes back to spread some over Amelia. "Sorry, milady, but your sorcery has killed more men'n pox has. Best to give you back to who should have you now. The Seven."
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