Upon returning from a " hunting " trip ( really just a ruse to allow our Heroes freedom to say their prayers and prepare spells for the coming day away from prying eyes) our heroes discover that one of their pranks has apparently been successful... dangerously so.
Amidst screams of pain, shock, and outrage bandits please our out of the common room followed swiftly by the broken bloody body of what was once Jex the Snitch. Behind him emerges the large, hulking form of Auchs still holding onto the broken pieces of a large nightstand he had used to crush Jex. The half giant roared in an obvious state of blind rage.
" Auchs calm down!", Akiros's voice carried across the courtyard with authority, though it was obviously lost to the enraged man.
Auchs simply turned his hate filled gaze on Akiros as he drew his large, nail spiked club in defiance.
He charged across the courtyard, barreling threw the bandits in his path like an elephant through a stream and swung his weapon with murderous intent. With reflexes unusual for a man of his age Akiros tumbled underneath the blow, coming up from a roll some 10 ft from Auchs. Akiros's hand fell to the hilt of the longsword at his side, his face like stone, resolute that he would finally be forced to draw the blade.
Then, seemingly for no reason at all, Auchs simply slumped forward his club falling to the ground. He turned to the stunned crowd of on lookers flinging globs of tears and snot from his simple face.
" I telled Em , I telled you all! DONT PLAY WID ME TOYS!!" his voice rumbled with assured demise for the next vilotater of his rules about toys. And it was over. Auchs wiped one meaty hand across his face, doing nothing to actually clean the snot and tears from it and instead smearing them across it, and stalked back into the common room...
Visibly relieved at this Akiros released his sword still un-drawn turning to a couple bandits nearby and ordering them to clean up this mess. " Throw the body over the wall and let the dead claim the fool".
Just like that everyone was left to wonder just what the hell Jex had been thinking touching the big mans favorite Knights and Dragons figurines....
Shortly after the body of Jex The Snitch had been tossed to feed the biting undead, Flynn speaks to Marshall in a hushed tone, all the while eyeing the bandits for clues, "Marshall, I understand your distaste for this kind of work. Deceit does not come to me any easier than it does to you. I too find it uncomfortable having to insinuate myself among these brutish killers and thieves. However, our work here is entirely neccesary to save Oleg and those at the outpost from further attacks. Furthermore, we are mandated by decree from the Swordlords to do what we can to strive against banditry. Not to say anything of the fact that we have placed ourselves in the midst of a den of wolves, and should they catch wind that we are not wolves ourselves, they will tear us apart. All this to say, that you must step out of your comfort zone for the good of protecting the future of the region, protecting those who are counting on us, and protecting our heads. I believe that there is more to this Akiros lieutenant than just a man turned toward banditry. He seems to be a man who believes in some measure of order and discipline, and that makes me believe he may still have a bit of decency in him. As a paladin in good standing with your faith, I think you should make some effort to reach out to him in the name of Erastil and try to guide him back on the righteous path...or at least make him re-think his loyalty to this Stag lord. We need him as either an ally or a non-factor. I believe the best time to try and speak with him is when he's in his private quarters, so that if he is...less than receptive, we can try to deal with him beforehe can raise an alarm." Flynn eyes the camp sadist and torturer, and his eyes narrow in contempt.
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