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:"Or you could die a horrible death. Choose."

[Praefectus Screptum]

"...You aren't really good with negociations.. are you? We aren't here to kill people."

[Blade Master Model 42]

The axeman returned to his ready stance, teeth gritted against the pain. "I'd sooner die here than in a Durhiel prison!"

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Like I just said, we aren't here to kill anyone, so just put your axe down and lets talk."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Diana moves to 11,17.

"Release your hostages and put back everything you're stealing, and you might walk away yet."

[Furtuka]

Move, 12 18

[Powder Miner]

Jago jumped backwards, frightfully. Augh, augh, why did his first fight have to be indoors? He'd never done anything like this before, and while he could usually handle buildings like this, the fact that he was fighting made him nervous... Needless to say, he was regretting his brashness.
:"I've... I've never fought like this before, oh no, why did I get into this why did I get into this?!"
He then loosed a shot from his bow, in panic.
Move to 8, 9 and attack Spearman B

[Blade Master Model 42]

Despite his panic, Jago loosed his arrow true. The lancer howled in pain as the missile struck.

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Jago attacks Green Lancer B!
116 - 10 - 4 = 102: Autohit!
8 - 4 = 4 damage!
"Surrender or die, you honorless dogs!" Biggs charged the axeman guarding the door, landing a solid blow. The fighter clumsily countered, and Biggs found it trivial to dodge. He then slashed across the axeman's chest, knocking him to the ground.

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Biggs attacks Green Axeman A!
108 + 15 - 2 = 121: Autohit!
11 + 1 - 2 = 10 damage!

Green Axeman counters!
79 - 15 - 12 = 52
Roll: 86: Miss!

Biggs attacks again!
108 + 15 - 2 = 121: Autohit!
11 + 1 - 2 = 10 damage!
"Graaaa!" Wedge charged through the newly vacated doorway and attacked the nearby swordsman, striking a heavy blow with his lance. The youth rallied however, and dealt a minor blow to the cavalier with his sword.

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Wedge attacks Swordsman A!
94 + 15 - 8 = 101: Autohit!
15 + 1 - 2 = 14 damage!

Swordsman A counters!
100 - 15 - 12 = 73
Roll: 40: Hit!
9 - 1 - 4 = 4 damage!

[Xanmyral]

Enoch remained seated, even as an arrow whizzed close to him and struck the soldier who had (presumably) been the one trying to act intimidating to him previous. His eyes were, although unseen under his hood, locked onto Daryn.

His voice no longer had the mild amusement that had accompanied it while he talked previous.

"What now, Daryn." It wasn't a question. "Will you unravel like old yarn? Will you forever be housed in an unmarked cairn? What now, Daryn? There is still a way to flee, to soar. When routes are locked and poor a key, there is always a door to see." The strange mage riddled, his voice serious, with an edge.

The robed man stood up, walking at his own pace to 10.5, his face still locked onto Daryn's.

"What is it that you wish... Little fish. Ignore the boy, he's not of import to this ploy, and I can grant that which you seek, I will not be coy, if you would simply listen to the words of a freak."

[Blade Master Model 42]

"You can grant us what we seek? Ha! Can you conjure food, give us back our simple lives from before we were conscripted? No, you can't! You cannot give us freedom, fool. But we can take it."

[Xanmyral]

"I may not be able to do most that you ask, but do not mask that as inability to do all that you task. I can show you a door, to prevent you from bleeding out on the floor, that clout I do offer in this bout."

"So is that what you wish, little fish? A way away from the knights at play, to maybe once more sleep in the hay away from the fray... I offer no boon, I cannot sing that tune, but I can offer possibilities, an ability to make a choice if you would simply listen to my voice."

[Blade Master Model 42]

"You speak of an escape route? Out with it man!"

[Xanmyral]

Enoch sees he has the man interested. He smiled.

"That depends, do you agree with the plan? I shall stop being coy when you forget the boy." The strange robed man gestured towards the archer. "...And of course a debt. Do not fret, you won't have to pay yet, all I inquire for now in this mire of a ploy is that take this object and do not toy with it, but keep and say not a peep."

With that, the strange mage dug around in his robes and pulled his hand out in a closed fist, towards Daryn. He unfurled it and within was an acorn. Doesn't seem unusual beyond being slightly larger than usual, although it was a dark red color.

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"...You aren't really good with negociations.. are you? We aren't here to kill people."

:"Carrot and the stick, you offer the carrot, I threaten with the stick."

Head to 15,13

[Praefectus Screptum]

".... I will take that as a "no" for my previous question."