<html><body><div style="color:#000; background-color:#fff; font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:10pt"><div><span>[Vesper]</span></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 13.3333px; font-family: times new roman,new york,times,serif; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal;"><span>"I don't know Justin, do we free him or not ? He might be able to help but at the same time he</span></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 13.3333px; font-family: times new roman,new york,times,serif; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal;"><span>might just be trying to save his skin."<br></span></div><div><br></div> <div style="font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 10pt;"> <div style="font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"> <div dir="ltr"> <font face="Arial" size="2"> <hr size="1"> <b><span style="font-weight:bold;">From:</span></b> Aaron Clausen
<mightymartianca@gmail.com><br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">To:</span></b> The Tao of Cow Rifts PBEM <taocowpbem@zork.net> <br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sent:</span></b> Monday, October 1, 2012 2:03 PM<br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Subject:</span></b> Re: [Taocow PBEM] [Alex, Justin and Vesper] Book 3 - Chapter IX - The Sewers<br> </font> </div> <br>
>>> [Alex]<br>>>> The scout whispers to Justin, "I don't like slaves."<br>>>><br>>>> She will walk straight up to the guards however and state, "I am looking<br>>>> for two individuals. I am hoping that you have seen them. I am on the<br>>>> king's business."<br>>>><br>>>> She will describe them if they don't act too hostile or seem to be able<br>>>> to help<br>>>> Otherwise, providing that there are no problems, she will look for some<br>>>> kind of trail.<br>>>> [/Alex]<br><br>>> [GM]<br>>> One of the men looks quizzically at Alex and her two companions. She<br>>> notices that their odd little friend is nowhere to be seen.<br>>><br>>> "Ain't see no one by that description, ma'am." one of the guards says.<br>>> "Been busy with this desperate lot. Been flooding into the city since<br>>> before dawn. This
lot is bandits, hiding out in the woods yonder and<br>>> robbin' these folk. Maybe the folks you're looking for ran up against<br>>> their mates. Under the lead of a no good bastard named Bill Jones. If<br>>> he met up with your mates, aye, I'd say you'd best get shovels, cause<br>>> all you're gonna be gettin' back is their corpses, stripped o' even<br>>> the gold fillings."<br>>><br>>> The guards do not seem to have much else to say and soon leave the<br>>> chained man in the with one guard.<br>>><br>>> One of the chained-up man leans over in Alex's direction and beckons<br>>> her to approach.<br>>><br>>> "Mebbe I see your friends." says one fellow, a grim looking man with<br>>> an eye patch over one eye and a cybernetic eye in the other socket,<br>>> and a face scarred with two crosses carved into one cheek. "Mebbe I<br>>> see a lizard man and a pretty
lady in Palace guard's uniforms, runnin'<br>>> across that field towards those woods."<br>>><br>>> "Mebbe I have, an' mebbe I knows how t' help 'em." he continues. "But<br>>> if I rot in a New Camelot prison, certain I won't say nothin' about<br>>> it. Up to you."<br>>> [/GM]<br><br>> [Alex]<br>> As soon as the guy suggests that she needs to get him free, she uses<br>> telepathy to eves drop to see what he is thinks. She is not a great<br>> 'actress' but can at least school her features.<br>> [/Alex]<br><br>[GM]<br>The surface thoughts of this man are not hard to read. Alex senses his<br>desire to be free, and his fear of New Camelot justice. She sees a<br>young woman, maybe 25 years old, with three children and, by the looks<br>of it, a third on the way. She also sees an image of a tall man,<br>handsome features with long flowing blond locks of hair and an<br>eyepatch over one eye. She also sees some
less palatable things; a<br>plump man in rich fabrics against a wall begging for his life before<br>his head explodes from gunfire, shadowy men creeping over a rise to<br>peer down on a caravan of vehicles.<br>[/GM]<br><br>[Justin]<br>"What is it, Alex?" Justin asks. He turns to Vesper. "I do not think<br>we can wait much longer. We are already behind Louissa, and whoever is<br>with her. We need to move soon."<br>[/Justin]<br><br>-- <br>Aaron Clausen<br><a ymailto="mailto:mightymartianca@gmail.com" href="mailto:mightymartianca@gmail.com">mightymartianca@gmail.com</a><br>_______________________________________________<br>Taocowpbem mailing list<br><a ymailto="mailto:Taocowpbem@zork.net" href="mailto:Taocowpbem@zork.net">Taocowpbem@zork.net</a><br>http://zork.net/mailman/listinfo/taocowpbem<br><br><br> </div> </div> </div></body></html>