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[Ghazkull]

OUT! WITH BOTH OF YE! You have seen nothing, you have heard nothing do you understand?

Send the guards out of the Room.

[NUKE9.13]

Priest. You are trying to escape something to which is no need to escape. And may i ask about what conduct you would like to report to the king? That i showed my hospitality? That i didn't cut your tongue out when you insulted me in my own house...twice? Or the matter that i let my guards show you your room?

"Young man, step aside. You think I fear you? Do you honestly believe that you, a child in the robes of a noble, has the standing to inspire fear in me, a venerated Grand Reader?"

"I know the Grey Death, child. I have studied it. You do not know this- nor do many- but the Grey Death consumed my parents. I have long sought to understand the disease which orphaned me. Even though it was not my primary study, I have kept an eye open for mention of the plague. I have compiled records."

From a fold in his robes Kninh withdraws a sheaf of documents. He waves these in Harald's face.

"I HAVE STUDIED THE GREY DEATH LONGER THAN YOU HAVE STUDIED ANYTHING IN YOUR LIFE."

Kninh spins around, his arms making sweeping gestures through the air, suggesting grand things, grand places.

"I HAVE EARNED MY TITLES. I HAVE EARNED MY WISDOM. I HAVE WORKED HARD, TRAVELLED FAR, READ MUCH!"

He turns to face Harald again, and lowers an accusatory finger.

"AND YOU? YOU THINK THAT YOUR NOBLE BLOOD MEANS YOU CAN QUESTION MY DECADES OF EXPERIENCE? YOU THINK THAT I WANT TO TAKE THESE SUSPECTS TO STORMSTEAD ON A LARK? YOU SUGGEST THAT IT IS NOT THE BEST- THE ONLY!- WAY TO END THE PLAGUE?"

Tears shine in the corner of Kninh's eyes- eyes which burn with anger, hatred, fear- as his voice echoes through the castle. He grasps Harald by the shoulders.

"I can't see this plague claim more lives, Harald! I have gone mad trying to find a cure! I have spent years in meditation begging the gods for answers!"

Kninh starts to shake.

"I... I don't know. I don't know how to stop it. But... please. I want to try. I have to try! Let me take them to Stormstead. No! Let me pay for the priests of Stormstead to come here, if it pleases you! But don't act rashly! Don't throw away my chance to solve this mystery! The gods have denied me this, Harald. I... you cannot deny me it also. Please. I'm begging you."

[Ghazkull]

Harald stood silently while priest raved. Even when he grasped him by the shoulders he didn't so much as flinch. Silently he stood there, watched the man breaking in tears, and unleashing the full power of a little child who didn't get it's toys. Two thoughts crushed like armies in his head.

The sheer arrogance, the madness and the insults of the raving reader could be cut short with a single swing out of the windows. It would look like an accident and due to the mad ravings everybody would think he just commited suicide because Harald didn't give in to this childish behaviour. This thought battled with the idea just to give this insane old man what he wanted sending him off to the capital and never to see him again. While Servus still shook and whined and screamed Harald went into himself and thought about the two possibilities which presented itself.

Finally he came to an conclusion:

Priest?

[NUKE9.13]

Priest?

Kninh looks up. Steps back. Brushes his robes, straitens his shawl. Places the sheaf of documents back in some hidden pocket. Clears his throat.

"Marquis."

[Kestrel_6]

Use Ban Yi Soong's ship as bargaining tool. Tell them it is a Merchant ship, and remind them what it has.

[1] The bandit moves faster than you have ever seen anyone move; he takes out a club from his belt and hits you square on the head. You hear a vague buzzing noise and fall to the ground, blood falling before your eyes. As you lose conscience, you hear the man's words...

"Trying to negotiate with a highwayman in that situation... I'm nearly feeling sorry for..."

[1] You wake up in a clearing in the forest. The bandits have left you your breaches, and nothing else. You have no idea what time it is, or where you are. [5] Someone left you a note in the clearing, however. It reads "Road that way" and there is an arrow scratched on the bark of a tree. The bandit must have been honest when he said he didn't want to kill anyone obviously retarded.

even though unconscious for some time, He already would know what is missing. Her rapier. That ONE reminder of his past...

He must get it back. There is no other choice.

Check what I still have, look for footprints, and wait to regain full consciousness

[Shootandrun]

Beat the old man directly with my fist on his temple. Then grab him and throw him out of the window. Call the guards for Help and make it generally look like a suicide.

[Neither of you have fighting bonuses. It could be argued that an old man without training has next to no chances of surviving a fight with a noble; however, I must note here that:
1) I refuse to favor or penalize people based on pure fluff
2) Harald is trained in sword-fighting, not fist-fighting, and there's one hell of a difference
3) Kninh has entered a frenetic mood in his last few moments, causing a rush of energy, and in the face of a fight to the death a desperate man with adrenaline on his side can beat an overconfident one who does not fear for his life

Now that I made my point, let the battle begin.]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

[6] Surprise failed, -1 to Harald in first round
[Kninh vs Stonetree]
[3v5-1][2 HP vs 3 HP]
[1vs2][1 HP vs 3 Hp]
[1vs3][0 HP vs 3 HP]

Harald moved quickly and with assurance. As his fist raced towards his target, years of training in speed and reflexes showed. Indeed, he calculated his movement to hit an opponent of similar skill; Kninh, failing to react completely, was left unscathed as the fist went past him and traversed the place where the priest's head would have been... If he'd tried to dodge. Unbalanced, he somehow managed to come back around and kick the older man in the knee, throwing his opponent off balance as well.

Trying to keep his advantage, the marquis grappled the Reader, who started to finally defend himself but did not prove strong enough to break free as he was dragged towards the window.

With a satisfied grunt, Harald threw his unfortunate opponent out the window. The easy part was now done.

[6] He aimed well; too well, in fact. Instead of landing on the roof where the fall would have been too short to kill him, Kninh fell all the way down... Into the ditch's waters. [4] Panicking, suffocating, incapable of moving one leg and still confused about what had happened, the priest dragged himself to solid ground. [2] There was no one around to see him there, sadly, and so he remained down without help for a while, [6] before returning to the castle (there was no village near; leaving towards the nearest one would have cost him his life along the way) to require help from the guard.

[4] In the tower, after a few seconds, guards arrived in Harald's room, obviously shocked and wanting to know what happened. They had not seen the priest return, but they had heard the breaking glass. One asks what just happened.

[5] Meanwhile, down by the gates, many a guard and castle servant rush to aid Kninh, alarmed by his situation. One of the guards recognizes the wound on his leg as the mark of a rough beating, and not a fall, and asks what exactly just happened in the tower with the marquis.

[Dwarmin]

Somewhere...

Aveline knocked back another shot of Zedd's Surprise, and tossed another dagger into the board without looking-another bullseye.

She yawned, a bit bored, and a bit depressed. Tonight was her night off...and she had no one to spend it with. She wondered why Karas hadn't come back yet from his latest mission. Was he dead? Captured?

Aveline cursed herself for playing the cliche to the tilt-the woman who pines at home, fearing for her mans safety, wondering when he'll come back.

Well, cliche or not, she was a bit worried about him. Then again, he was the best, wasn't he? He never misses. Just like her.

Certainly. She tried to tell herself, not to worry.

Ah, but Aveline was a worrier. Don't tell anyone-but she worries all the time. If the Kingdom will hold up. If Albert trusts her. If her whole life, might be just spent standing quietly by the Kings side, until dying alone and unmourned. If a younger woman might try to steal her cushy position. It's enough to worry about, certainly. There's one thing she doesn't worry about, and it's hanging on her belt, in it's sheath-with that, she never worries. Otherwise Aveline wouldn't be who she is.

She takes another shot ((Watch out Zedd she murmurs sarcastically-the traditional saying when drinking this)) and closes her eyes, tossing another dagger.

Aveline hears the chunk of steel on wood. And Aveline knows she hit the bulls-eye again.

Because she's the best.

[Ghazkull]

Harald heard the commotion down in the Courtyard the damn bastard was still alive...he had to do something. Runnning down towards the Courtyard he ordered his most loyal men to follow him. He had to convince the people that the priest was completely mad. Shouldn't be a problem...


Run as fast as i can to the damn Priest before he can whip the mob up. On the way gather as many loyal guards, soldiers and other retainers as possible. Arriving downstairs i try to convince the people that whatever he says agaisnt me is due to his fall and his insanity. He fell by accident after he started flailing wildly and screaming and whining. the Mad Ranting must have been heard. Meanwhile my loyal guards will bring him into a room where he can't do anymore damage...

[NUKE9.13]

As he falls, his life flashes before his eyes. It is, he realises, dull. Insignificant. For all his studies, he cannot stop a madman from simply tossing him out the window. What, truly, has he accomplished, but to hide himself from the world, and refuse to face his fears?

A voice.

A voice calls to him!

The gods!

The wind itself moves to slow his fall, direct him into the water, which cushions him, gently, easing him onto the shore.

There stand the gods. All ten, in a row. They look upon him. He cannot tell what emotion plays through their eyes. He cannot comprehend their nature at all. Fool! To think man could know the gods!

Bohromu, tall and resplendent, kneels down before him, and like a father, lifts him up. The god kisses him upon his brow, leaving a glowing scar.

Each god in turn blesses him, each touch lessening the pain.

Holy light fills his body; glorious wings burst forth from his back.

Delirious with pain, he hobbles towards the gates.

"Hark, ye demon lord!", he speaks, his voice towering and confident, "For the GODS themselves have spared me! Hear me now, for your reign of EVIL is at an end! I know the truth, and have been empowered by the gods to deliver it!"

"Your defenestration has merely opened my eyes! Yea, for when lesser men would die, I was visited by the gods! YES! The GODS appeared before me; and spoke, and told me to spread the word!"

Kninh, now supported by confused guards and servants, raises his arms to the heavens.

"LO! For in the Blessed Land, there lived the Piersyja. And they did battle with a mighty Haeger lord, and defeated him, and killed his soldiers, and took his lifestock, and raped his women. And in the Haeger village they found a group of slaves, and they asked the Gods, What Shall We Do With These People?
And the Gods, they replied; SET THEM FREE. FOR THEY, THE FREED-MEN, SHALL BE OUR PEOPLE. THEY SHALL RULE THE WORLD, AND LIVE IN THE BLESSED LAND. And so it was, and they were known as the ADRANI, THE FREED-MEN.

THIS IS THE TRUTH.

THIS IS OUR DESTINY.

We have ALL been saved by the Gods, and in our moment of need, the Gods will save us all! For WE are their people! And no DEMON will rule us! And no false prophet will fool us! And no king or beast or mountain will stand against, the Adrani!"

The Demon, wild-eyed and spitting acid, emerged from his twisted castle.

"HARK!", he shouted, a finger pointed at the demonic figure, "The DEMON approacheth! He is not of Adranic blood, but of the HAEGER, and would see us Enslaved once more! Reject his wicked ways, and bear me to safety! The GODS command it!"



The Messiah (new name pending, né Servus Kninh) whips up the mob into a frenzy based on near-death hallucinations, and has them bear him to safety.

[Shootandrun]

Run as fast as i can to the damn Priest before he can whip the mob up. On the way gather as many loyal guards, soldiers and other retainers as possible. Arriving downstairs i try to convince the people that whatever he says agaisnt me is due to his fall and his insanity. He fell by accident after he started flailing wildly and screaming and whining. the Mad Ranting must have been heard. Meanwhile my loyal guards will bring him into a room where he can't do anymore damage...

The Messiah (new name pending, né Servus Kninh) whips up the mob into a frenzy based on near-death hallucinations, and has them bear him to safety.

[Since you can't really both gather friendly forces and try to interrupt the other before he gathers his friendly forces, I won't roll for any attempt of that - Harald gets his guards, Messiah gets his mob. Kninh gets a bonus on force gathering, since he rolled highest on bystander reaction in my previous post. He also has a bonus from one of his traits.]

[3+2 vs 5] As Harald gathers his guards and rushes to the courtyard, the Messiah starts his first preaching. When the Marquis arrives, he is welcomed by the sight of a whole mob, composed in no small part of his own guards, at least as strong as the forces he has with him.

Immediately, the Marquis accuses the Priest of madness, saying that he threw himself down the window. [6+1vs5] There is a terrible moment of indecision in the crowd. Then, the captain of the guard turns towards Harald, and speaks loud enough for everyone to hear.

"You wanted me to put him under house arrest. You tried to overrule a priest in religious matters! And now you accuse him of having thrown himself down, when he obviously took a beating! You attacked him, an old man, a follower of the faith, a judge within his rights under the law, a healer who has come to aid us in this time of disease and uncertainty, a guest under your roof!"

He spits on the ground.

"You are no liege of mine."

With that, he joined the Messiah's side of the mob, and most of the Marquis' guards - not all, but most of them - followed.

In a strange silence, the mob started carrying the wounded priest towards the nearest village, where he would receive basic care, before being returned to the capital - escorted at all times by his new followers, of course.

[Deny]

Posting this again, its for Dawmrin

Galhard rolled his eyes, he'd forgotten how stubborn peasents could be, perhaps he should ask the king for some official documents or something to prove that he owned the land now.

Attempt to explain to the peasents that I own these villages now and ask the king for some documented proof

[Ghazkull]

((OOC: somehow i remember saying specifically nto to take these two idiots with me but meh...shit happens)

Harald was disgusted. Where had his Father gathered such rabble as guards? He really need to remedy that next time. Regardless afew loyal Men stayed with him. And before the mob could leave he and his men stopped them in a non-threatening manner.

Now everybody just calm down. You rather follow a man who has come out of nowhere than your own liege? Have i ever treated you badly? Have i ever treated or has my Father ever treated anybody in this lands badly? No. House Stonewood has always been kind to the Commoners as well as to the Nobles and everybody here has prospered. And now at the first sight of somebody questioning my integrity my Good Intentions for you, for these lands for all people of the Pact of the Crown you abandon me?
You not only Spit on my Name, of that of my Father and of that of House Stonewood but also you spit on your Fathers and Forefathers on the people who live in the Crown and in the Pact, just because an old Man tells you to?
Captain, you claim that i wanted you to arrest him? Did i state it that way? I said to escort him to his room, as i would do with any Honor guest in my House. Where is that other guard that was there? Both of you should be ashamed to twist my own words and use them against your liege. I have never treated you badly. Or have i?

Harald began to talk himself into a frenzy which could rival the Priest himself.

And why do you accuse me of beating him up? Have you seen it? OR do you just claim to see it? We all heard his mad ramblings inside my throne room. Even now he screams about raping and pillaging the surrounding Villages. THE VILLAGES YOUR FAMILIES LIVE IN! Have you all gone mad? What has this so called priest done up to now except for riling you up and abandoning my services. IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL HELPING?

No i have not thrown this mad man out of the window! Why should i? Why should i throw a priest who wants to "help" out of the window? He raved madly as he did here and then he stumbled and fell over and crushed through the window. Thats were all these wounds come from, from the Fall. What would i gain from a Dead Priest i myself called here Captain? Why should i do that?

Clearly this man is mad. You all know that i am No Haegar i am of Stonewood Blood and the Stonewoods always have lived here. You can't seriously tell me that i and my House have ever done you wrong. Look at yourselves. Look at the Clothes you were, look at your fed children and look at your Houses of Stone, my House has made all this possible. And now that some self-proclaimed priest appears out of nowhere you go and flock for him? I am appalled.

I tell you what he will do. He will proclaim himself a Holy Man because he fell out of a window and survived. But have you ever thought about that only somebody who could fly could survive such a fall? You know who else can fly? Witches and Sorcerers or people touched by the Gods. Now has anybody of you seen him fall? 

the Crowd was silent for the moment

Any of you? No? How do you know he didn't cast a spell on himself or summoned a daimon to help him? But no that would be ridiculous, lets rather listen to the madmen who flung himself out of a window and than orders us to burn down our own villages than to the Nobleman who only wants the best for his people.

with a wide gesture he stood aside and freed the way to the gate

By all means go. There is the Gate. Go forth and burn and rape. I am sure that will appease the Gods. To see people kill their own families and friends. Because thats logically the will of the Gods. Go ahead and free the Slaves which brought you prosperity. Kill the man who guarded you. Burn down the houses who shelter you and rape the women who love you. Go ahead and do all that. But don't spit in front of me. Because you are the ones who should be ashamed here.

Without another look at the mob he gestured the few guards who still stood loyal to him to follow him back inside the Castle. Once inside his study he immeadiately began to draft several letters just to make sure in case things went awry.

Spoiler:  Letter to my Vassals (click to show/hide)

Lords and Ladies,

I have dire news. The Priest who should help us has gone mad and proclaime dhimself a messiah. He incited a Mob to follow him and to burn down the local villages. I suggest you raise your Soldiers and prepare for the worst. The man is apparently a Sorcerer as he has seduced some of my most loyal men. Beware him. Don't speak to him. I am saddened to state this but as things stand we must propably act forcefully against the enraged mob.

Yours,
Lord Harald Stonetree, Keeper of the Pact.

Spoiler:  Letter to the nearby Villages (click to show/hide)

My People, Sons and Daughters of the Crown and the Pact,

This much either, i am saddened to write you these lines but the history of these days may be written in blood. The Priest sent by the King to help us has gone mad, he has incited a mob to burn down the nearby villages and rape, murder and pillage. When this message reaches you flee your villages and seek shelter with your respective Nobles. They should already be informed and have raised their men. Once there i ask every able-bodied man who would rather see his children grow up and his women alive than slaughtered and raped to take up weapons and contact their Knights and Lords for furhter orders. To not try to confront this mad man, i fear he might be a sorcerer and maybe even responsible for the Grey Death. If you see his horde approach don't make a stand cover your ears and run, his words carry poison that may even seduce the most strong-willed

Yours,

Lord Harald Stonewood, Keeper of the Pact

Spoiler:  Letters to Lord Schwertzshilt and Lord Arborvent (click to show/hide)

Lord Blackshield and Lord Arborvent,

The Priest sent by the King has gone mad. He has incited a Mob and wants to burn down my villages. I will of course try to confront him and end this madness but should i fail my Warning should reach you in time. As i write this his Mob has gathered and is moving to rape, murder and pillage the nearby villages. I don't ask for help as the situation is yet under control but should it escalate you were at least recieved a forewarning.

Yours,

Lord Harald Stonewood

Harald prepared the three letters but didn't sent them off immediately maybe the Mob had dispersed. He gave the three letters to his most loyal servant and told him to send them off if the Mob got violent or moved out to follow the priest. Then he went back down as the mob hadn't moved yet.


1. Try to win the Mob back over. Appell to their loyality, to the longstanding time they served under House Stonewood.

IF THAT FAILS:

2.Gather my Personal Guard Regiment,

3.Inform nearby lords( my Vassals) that a mob of peasants is rebelling, frenzied by a crazed madman, who by the way possibly started the plague. Tell them that he is a mad sorcerer who may well try to seduce him and thus should be killed on sight.

4.Send out mounted messengers to the nearby villages that a priest has gone mad and once to burn every village in sight they should flee to their respective Nobles Households. Tell them that he is the Sorcerer who started the Plague and that with his Sorcerous Powers he can and will seduce people and should thus be not confronted. The Nobles will deal with that problem. Once at their respective Vassals Households every able-bodied man is to enter a temporary levy to prepare fight the Sorcerer and banish teh Plague from the Land.(Pay any Ducats necessary to give them Horses i don't care as long as they arrive fast enough)

5.Raise two Infantry Regiments (Heavy I, Berserker) if possible. If not then just normal Infantry Regiments or whatever i can muster in the short time.

6.upgrade Personal Guard to Cavalry if possible in the short time.

7.Send out Messengers to the King and other nearby Nobles that Servus Kinh has gone mad and gathered a mad mob around him. Inform them further that for now things haven't escalated too much but this is just an in case warning.

[Shootandrun]

1. Try to win the Mob back over. Appell to their loyality, to the longstanding time they served under House Stonewood.

IF THAT FAILS:

2.Gather my Personal Guard Regiment,

3.Inform nearby lords( my Vassals) that a mob of peasants is rebelling, frenzied by a crazed madman, who by the way possibly started the plague. Tell them that he is a mad sorcerer who may well try to seduce him and thus should be killed on sight.

4.Send out mounted messengers to the nearby villages that a priest has gone mad and once to burn every village in sight they should flee to their respective Nobles Households. Tell them that he is the Sorcerer who started the Plague and that with his Sorcerous Powers he can and will seduce people and should thus be not confronted. The Nobles will deal with that problem. Once at their respective Vassals Households every able-bodied man is to enter a temporary levy to prepare fight the Sorcerer and banish teh Plague from the Land.(Pay any Ducats necessary to give them Horses i don't care as long as they arrive fast enough)

5.Raise two Infantry Regiments (Heavy I, Berserker) if possible. If not then just normal Infantry Regiments or whatever i can muster in the short time.

6.upgrade Personal Guard to Cavalry if possible in the short time.

7.Send out Messengers to the King and other nearby Nobles that Servus Kinh has gone mad and gathered a mad mob around him. Inform them further that for now things haven't escalated too much but this is just an in case warning.

[I don't accept demands of rerolls as actions] The mob first listens to you carefully, then stops listening at all when you start misquoting the Messiah. Twisting a man's word is generally an effective defense, but they literally heard his speech a minute ago. A large portion of your personal guard has deserted you, but [5] enough remain that the regiment can still work as a military force. They won't stand much of a chance against the mob, though.

[I combined 3 and 4... They're somewhat the same][5+1 vs 2] The vassal lords gather their forces and prepare themselves to withstand the assault of a frenzied mob... And are surprised when a large crowd crosses their lands peacefully and makes the only demand of providing medical help for the priest who they saw witch hunting a few days ago, [4] and with the help of a few local priests and herbalists, such care is provided, securing Kninh's life. After a long discussion with the crowd, [5] the vassal lords decide to gather their forces to protect the Messiah against the troops of Harald, who has obviously gone mad, and who was probably the heretic who caused the disease.

((Upgrading/gathering regiments takes a season... I suppose you won't spend money on them just now? You can, but your personal guard will be ready in autumn, and the other two in winter))

Messengers are sent to your neighbors and to the king. [3] Your messages reach them; however, your vassals themselves also send messages to these nobles and the king, reporting the facts as they know them - that you appear to have attacked the priest, then tried to gather forces to massacre a peaceful crowd attempting to bring the Messiah back to the capital so he could receive medical attention. It is up to the receivers of the messages to decide just what to do with that information.

[2] Meanwhile, you start noticing that people are avoiding you. Your guards won't talk to you; the remaining peasants around the castle seem scared of you. Your attempts to twist the facts, your attack on the priest and the mad things you told to the villagers and vassals are starting to take their toll.

Harald Stonetree develops a reputation of madness

Check what I still have, look for footprints, and wait to regain full consciousness

You still have pants on, so that's something. [6] There are plenty of footprints around, going in every direction around you. After a few minutes, you regain full consciousness.

Ursula goes off to find Albert within the festivities.

You spot Albert in the crowd; he seems to be talking to a few young ladies.

Look for the criminal(s) the King mentioned. Analyze the guests' body language, antics and the way they walk, try to discern the thieves.

[6] You do find a young lady who looks somewhat nervous. She is well dressed, but she seems uncomfortable in her clothes, as if she was not used to wear something like that.

Action: The King greets and kisses the hand of each lady in turn-starting with Charles youngest daughter- and inviting them to the Feast. Look for any that particularly catch my eye.

[33545] The youngest daughter of William and his two sisters are quite beautiful. The other two are not ugly either, but they certainly won't make a man dream.

1. Lay out some carcasses of a few animals a little bit into the valley.
2. Order the men to dig out a few fortifications facing the valley.
3. Gather the lords and search for any caves or obvious dens in the undergrowth.
4. Look for marks on the vegetation.
5. Assure the men that the frost drakes will be taken (+1 since they're Haegar).

[6] Animals are laid around the valley, and they disappear in a few hours, all eaten. [4] Your men plant pikes in the ground and light a few fires around the camp. No drake should attack them in there any time soon.

[5] After much research, you and the lords find one particular place... A cave in the valley, nearly invisible because of the vegetation, but with an entrance large enough to let a frost drake through. There are marks of claws on the rocks.

[2+1] The men keep their doubts, but the discovery of the cave does cheer them up... A little, since they figure out easily what follows after such a discovery.

[Tiruin]

Meanwhile...in Osir's camp: Night fall.

"The peasantry will act as they wish, I will not to stop them if it gives them happiness, but we must at least come to terms over petty squabbles.

"How does seasonal festivals that commemorate our alliance between our two lands sound, my fellowman?"

Renart shifted his spear as he sat next to Osir, his men told him of the nearby surroundings, but not what lay in it.

"While you dwell on that, I've been wondering, you and your men look fairly Haegir to me. How fares your people, my fellow...comte, and what are your plans for this hunt in my lands?"

[Dragor23]

In Theors manor


Theor sat on his throne, with a comte tiara, out of silver and a small ruby in the middle, and thought about the grey death.  The priest couldn't say anything about the herbalist, but to keep the mob clam, he indeed did threw him in jail until the whole affair ends. With his death or with his innocence proved. So he seeked help by the higher oracles and sent a letter, where he wrote that a suspected sorcerer is in his dungeon and that he humbly ask if they can trial him... A little bit gutless, he admitted to himself, but that kept the mob down, provided the herbalist a real chance of survival and a noble shouldn't tamper with religion anyway.

It could lead to some serious problems when someone is so stupid like this.


Well, seek higher religious authority to deal with this guy.