From: Naron (naron_at_bigpond.net.au)
Date: Sun Apr 13 2003 - 11:26:56 BST
<There appear to be around 12 in the cave area. There may be more but not by many>
Derrock looks to Shalandra as she tries to waken Kaleb from his stupor. "You can put the prisoner in the wagon over there" Derrock extends his finger to point at a wagon that lays about 20 meters away. "And put Kaleb in there too. There were no other backers in our transaction. I smell something suspicious here militia woman. I have seen you and your mount before."
"Question is, what will I do with you all? Obviously there is something going on here that I aint quite privvy to. Still, nothing a little bit of friendly banter cant turn into a profitable situation, or a bit of pummelling cant turn into a meaningful exchange of beliefs. Which is it to be?"
Derrock smiles a tusky and confident grin. Kaleb looks at you all, stark terror in his face. "Do you want anymore of the armour pieces?" Kaleb's voice is weak and uncertain. "We can get you some more."
Derrock looks sharply at Kaleb and then to the orks that have lead you here. "What sorcery is this? This is not the Kaleb Ironbeard we had dealings with? Who is this imposter?" The orks look back at him, just as confused.
<I got it out after all!>
<Moves please>
<Mark>
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