From: Darswinkle (Darswinkle_at_Darswinkles-Delights.com)
Date: Mon Apr 14 2003 - 18:25:29 BST
Shalandra moves towards Pean and stands straight and tall beside him.
"Yes Derrock that is correct. This is the real Kaleb and I will not be putting him into any type of wagon."
Shalandra then walks Shalamar to the wagon and gently helps Maerarth to the ground. She whispers "I will not lock the gate to this wagon so you may escape when the time is right."
"Get in the wagon you filthy stinking man" Pushing Maerath towards the wagon.
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----- Original Message -----
From: John Constable
To: Naron
Cc: PBeM 2
Sent: Monday, April 14, 2003 2:56 AM
Subject: Re: Earthdawn PBeM BN 2.3
On Sun, 13 Apr 2003, Naron wrote:
> <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.
OOC: Feel free to jump in before this all, but if the moment streches too
long, Pean will smile and incline his head.
"That, my friend Derrock, is what we would like to know. This *is* the
real Kaleb, which means yours is an imposter. We have both been fooled, it
seems, and we would have urgent...words with this person claiming to
represnt our town. If you would tell us what you know of him, and how you
came to do business with him, we would be most appreciative"
--
John Constable
Tel: 01223 522568
Email: john_at_kript.net
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