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[Sarrak]

"You was interested in leg-cutter? Well, it was none other than me.", - emotionlessly states Kel while trying to figure what things she was left with.

Razor blade up her shirt sleeve and a long needle sheathed in the leather of left boot.

[ttlovepie]

"..."
Ron shook his head no, this guy was making him a little nervous.
'Why is he so loud? For that matter why is he talking to me? I was really hoping he wouldn't notice me,' he thought.

[Funk]

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Nardo runs his fingers thru his knotted hair, cursing the sharp eye man that spotted him trying to tie
his SMG in to his hair.
But inside he feels smug as he got a small swiss army knife passed them in side his boot.
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Kel silenty curseshisher luck as heshe retrieves the broken remains of a steel needle from hisher boot.
Still heshe has a pair of razor blades taped to the inside hisher shirt collar.

Tim was unlucky and his hidden stash of arrows where sadly spotted.

Daylight dawns and the party is awoken by the sound of a bell ringing in the distance.
A guard enters your hut, a revolver in his left and a tin mug filled with delicious smelling coffee in the other.

"Slopping out time, you get the bucket" he gestures to one the prisoners as he tosses her a key.
"Leave the key, the others need to get ready" he states as she meekly unlocks her shackles and picks up the bucket.
She soon returns with the bucket emptied and every one is ordered out of the cell.

Out side you finally have a good chance to look around and see where you are.
The shack the your where imprisoned in is ringed by a short barded wire fence.   
A few armed guards in black stand on the walk way of crude log wall, there are two gates, to the north is a taller wooden keep, black smoke waifs from it chimneys.
In side the walls you count 7 huts of differing sizes and a small vehicle yard.

A woman in green jacket arrives with a muddy wheel barrow packed high with tools. 
"Listen up now, i don't want to repeat my self, the rules here are simple.
You are all now part of labor group 1,
One, you work you eat, no work no eat.
Two you run i'll shoot you.
Three meet your production quota and your group will be reward for it.
Right pick up your tools and follow your overseer, it's lumber duty today" bellows the guard as a motley assortment of saw and axes are dump at the party's feet.

With tools in hand you follow the green jacketed lady out of the camp gates.

The tree line appears to have been cut back for a a dozen meters around the walls and both sides of the path.

About hundred meters down the road to a small grass coved valley, a few dozen tree trunks are scattered in the valley bottom, to the left above the valley is line of trees.

"Ok get to work, we want 20 cords cut by night fall." and with that your guard sits down to wach at the top valley.

Well what do you do now?

[ttlovepie]

Ron, with ax in hand, begins quietly begins walking towards the treeline.

[My Name is Immaterial]

Get to work.
As he works, Tom's head is firing off suggestions. Run? Get shot. Prisoner revolt with current weapons? Get shot. Make bow? Tom grins.

[NAV]

Nardo pick up an axe, then he picks up six more if they don't stop him.
Get to work.
While working he whispers to Kel and Tom:
"We could try digging a tunnel out. I saw an old movie once where they did that. Most of them died.

Or we could make clockwork robots to take our place so they don't even notice when we leave. That has certain ethical concerns though. And then we'd have to go through the effort of breaking the robots out of prison after.

We could chop down trees on top of them like we did to that rv. Nahh, too obvious they are probably prepared for that.

Aha! Lets set the forest on fire!"

[My Name is Immaterial]

"What with?"

[Sarrak]

"Forest on fire? Yeah, great idea. But not now. A bit later..."

Get two light axes (just in case) and get to work. While taking rest between chopping trees, search for poisonous herbs.

((Also, Funk, Kel is female. You seem to change her gender from update to update. Quite hilarious, but confusing.))

[ttlovepie]

Ron begins cutting down trees.

[Funk]

((Also, Funk, Kel is female. You seem to change her gender from update to update. Quite hilarious, but confusing.))

Changed it back now.

Ron, with ax in hand, begins quietly begins walking towards the treeline.

2
With an axe in hand you start walking nonchalantly to wards the treeline.
You have got 40 yards at most when a loud shout of "YOU THERE STOP! GET BACK WITH THE OTHERS NOW OR I'LL SHOOT" stops him dead.
Turning a round you see the guard's pistol is pointing straight at you.
Reluctantly you return to work, thinking that "well it was worth a try".

Get to work.
As he works, Tom's head is firing off suggestions. Run? Get shot. Prisoner revolt with current weapons? Get shot. Make bow? Tom grins.

3

Tom works with the others as he makes a crude bow when the no one is looking.
By midday he has a small short bow made from fresh green wood and his laces, untested as of yet he reckons is has maybe a 20 pound pull.

Nardo pick up an axe, then he picks up six more if they don't stop him.
Get to work.

2
No one is willing to part with there tool so Nardo gets to work cutting up wood.

"Forest on fire? Yeah, great idea. But not now. A bit later..."

Get two light axes (just in case) and get to work. While taking rest between chopping trees, search for poisonous herbs.

6
You manage to convince a fellow prisoner to let you borrow there axe for a while, given that there sat down now your unsure that you got a good deal.
1
You find nothing that is remotely poisonous as well as nothing you could eat.

As the sunrises to it's midday hight a second green clad overseer arrives with a large basket and large cooking pot.
A lunch brake is called and the new overseer give everyone a battered mess tin.
Lunch consists of a mushy green slop thickened old crusty bread.

After your short brake the party returns to work.
The rest of the day is long and unevent full and soon you return back to the base.

As the party returns to the hut the guard call kel aside for something.

(Sarrak you go a pm with more story for you.
edi:t forgot to title it.)

As the part sits down tired before Emily calls you over.

"Well i'm done splitting log, i reckon that with that giants help we can over power the guard tomorrow, but what do we do then? try to find some thing that runs in the motor pool?
it's clear to me that someone need to go out and have look around tonight, any takers?"  she asks in the hope that some one other thant her will get the job.

[ttlovepie]

((Well in hindsight I guess I shouldn't assume we were supposed to work in the treeline. XD))
Ron looked a little nervous, he wasn't sure he was ready to break out.
Edit: Don't risk searching the motor pool, let other people do it, stay back and sleep.

[NAV]

"I'll take a look... around..."
Investigate the motor pool during the night. And try to find our equipment.

[My Name is Immaterial]

Tom doesn't tell the others that he is planning to try and find his arrows tonight.
Check out the motor pool and look for my arrows.

[Sarrak]

((Sorry for delay, got sucked into reality. Below is slightly redacted Funk's update on my story - I took some liberations with descriptions.))

Guard called Kel to her side and lead the way to the courtyard of the main keep, past a long corridor barraged by two portcullis. There, she took a turn and walked into first door to the left.

The room was small and spartan. Just a single freshly-made bed beside a gray metal locker in the right corner and a rough table with an improvised chair in the other. On the chair sat a leather clad officer, whom Kel distantly remembered from her capture.
"You wanted to speak with me", - she stated in flat monotone.

"Were you interested in leg-cutter? Well, it was none other than me", - Kel said emotionlessly as officer glared at her with an icy blue eyes.

"Dully noted, prisoner. Now, with that aside, should I tell you a little about how things work here, in Neo Sparta? We have people divided into three groups. Firstly, Warriors that go out to fight and gain us more land, slaves, tools and so on. People from the second group, Trustees, are equal to warriors, but differ from them. They manage the land and slaves that keep warriors fed and are protected in return. Lastly, there are slaves, kept for nothing but toil", - she paused for a moment, caught in thoughts, - "With a recent loss of an officer and increase in slave numbers, there are some open spots in the ranks of Neo Sparta. Under normal circumstances a contest would be held to promote from valid trustees, however your lot showed a certain...shall we say, aptitude for violence, and I can put your names down for the contest. There, of course, would be a cost, but let's leave that until later. So, what do you say?"
She sank back into her chair, studying Kel expression. Or rather lack of it.

"Alright. We have a deal", - answered assassin after short consideration, - "How long we would wait?"

((No action for now; also, information about contest agreement would be probably announced not earlier than morning - so not to disrupt other actions.))

[Funk]

Sorry for the lack of up dates, i will do an update later to day ( it's 2:30 here, never say just one more episode, game of thrones is addictive)
 
Sarrak feel free to liability's with what you tell the other players, you are after all filling them in on what happened in character so to speak.