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Post by Game Master on Mar 30, 2009 1:55:06 GMT -5
It took many minutes but, the troll was finnally threatened and bullied to reveal a single name.
-Master Slayer
Two realizations were made at that point. Firebug remembered that name from the scroll found in the tunnels.
Silverbeard remembered the name as well, but from a wanted poster in the Constables office. Maybe it would be worth his while after all to stick around.
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Post by sfliegel on Mar 30, 2009 2:05:52 GMT -5
Firebug motioned to the others, "we have what we need. It's time to notify the constable that we have captured the last of the escaped smugglers."
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Post by Game Master on Mar 30, 2009 2:14:06 GMT -5
Siff seamed greatly relieved that there had been no torture, while some of the others seemed mildly disapointed. The trip back to the Constables office was uneventful. Constable Ritage was out but, Lord Kursaville was in his office. "Well met! How have you all faired?"
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Post by sfliegel on Mar 30, 2009 2:47:13 GMT -5
"We have captured the troll that had escaped us earlier. Master Reeks will be able to better direct your men to where they may pick him up." Firebug paused as he pondered how tired all of this had made him. "We have a lead on who might be behind this."
Firebug took a seat at Lord Kursiville's desk and showed him the scroll they had found. Then retold the conversation that he had with the troll. Who ever the Master Slayer really is, they must be well financed and well connected. "Have you heard of someone going by this name?"
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Post by Game Master on Mar 30, 2009 3:02:07 GMT -5
"Honestly no. I have not. Maybe one of the deputies has. I'm still new to these parts myself if you recall." He answered with a smile.
Silverbeard rolled his eyes. It never seased to amaze him, how many so called Constables didn't know who was on their own wall! Glancing to the wanted posters he could see a sketch of an ugly Ogre.
Master Slayer, Ogre Chief
1,200 crowns
Dead or Alive
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Post by sfliegel on Mar 30, 2009 3:32:12 GMT -5
Firebug stood and shook Kursivilles' hand, "thanks for your help. Your men should be able to handle the troll now. I think we will go celebrate our lastest victory and get some well deserved rest."
On the way out Silverbeard paused at the wall of wanted posters and quickly removed the poster for Master Slayer so as not to be seen, before catching up with the rest of the group.
Almost instinctively, the group moved toward the pub. Silverbeard felt his stomach begin rumble. He could go for a bite and some ale.
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