Arbor

[Marlow]

Harwyn grins at them, advancing towards the keep with his ten men, shields in hand but lowered. "Good, I'm glad you could be made to see reason."

[Leona Redwyne]

Ragnar looked at the half dozen. "How many more of there are you?" He stood with his hand on Red Rain's hilt, just daring those who had come out to lie to him.

[The Forgotten God]

The three men and women look to each other. "Just us six, m'lord."

[Marlow]

Nodding to the Reachmen, Harwyn enters the keep and scours it with his men for anything worth taking.

[The Forgotten God]

It is a keep, but apprently a long abandoned one. They do find some cool looking weapons and such, but virtually no food, wine, or gold.

[Leona Redwyne]

Ragnar looked over the group. He took the prettiest woman by the arm. "I find it curious that six of you would hole up in a fort. Six is hardly a garrison, after all. You, tell me your names and ranks." He squeezed the woman's arm, just enough to hurt.

(Intimidation 55)

[The Forgotten God]

"Evelynn of Eastbay!" she says in a squeal. "We had more men but most left on fishing boats and such when the first attack came last month!"

[Leona Redwyne]

"So who told you to come here?" He asked. "Tell me the truth, woman. Why did you all stay here, when the men had gone?"

[Marlow]

Carrying the new weapons, Harwyn returns outside with his men and shakes his head. "Not worth staying in, completely looted. You, do you know of any others hiding on the island?" Harwyn addressed the man he'd spoken with earlier, ignoring the current situation.

[Lord Rykker]

Thre takes the fancy weapons and looks them over. Anything, like, really nice? Or just castle made stuff.

[The Forgotten God]

The woman squeals. "It's an old safehouse for us when raiders come! We thought more were coming but they must have fled or taken shelter elsewhere! Why else could we be here?" Them an nods to Harwyn.

"There's people hiding everywhere. Merchants all left, though, so the only ones with money are the vineyard owners."

[Leona Redwyne]

Ragnar smirked at the woman. "Fine, then. It seems the Drowned God has blessed you today. You shall be my salt wife, Evelynn of Eastbay. An honourable station, and one that will keep you safe. No doubt Captain Goodbrother will make arrangements for your companions. The men shall serve as thralls."

[The Forgotten God]

"You promised our families would stay together, Goodbrother," one of the men spits.

[Marlow]

Harwyn nodded to the man. "And so you shall. All of you are given to Ragnar, to use as he sees fit. Now, I think there's more people to find." With a nod, Harwyn and his men retreat down the pass and send out further scouting parties.

[Leona Redwyne]

"My thanks, Captain Goodbrother. Your generosity does you credit." Ragnar's grin became wolfish as he looked at the little group of prisoners. "Obey me, and you will eat well, be warm and safe. Cross me, and you will learn the true meaning of misery."