Adventure in Dan-thurás

*Lethira doesn’t recognize what the rod does, but she suspects that it is not arcane magic which energizes it*

The bandit spits on the ground, and defiantly says, “Plainly.” 

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*Lethira doesn’t recognize what the rod does, but she suspects that it is not arcane magic which energizes it*

The bandit spits on the ground, and defiantly says, “Plainly.” 

 Mia throws a crystal at his head. “That’s not what she meant, you eejit. Why did you attack us? What do you want?” Intimidation 9

*Mia is not very scary.*

Rutrow feels the heft of the rod and stands in a place the spiting bandit can not see, yet would still know of the presence.  Rutrow thinks of his farm and were the animals are responsive to the quarterstaffs and whips that are occasionally used on them.  Rutrow  takes the rod and runs the edge of the tip quietly and semi gently from the base of the neck across the back and down the sides of the ribs.

OOC *assume the hands are tied in front and will not be able to reach and grab.*

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Rutrow feels the heft of the rod and stands in a place the spiting bandit can not see, yet would still know of the presence.  Rutrow thinks of his farm and were the animals are responsive to the quarterstaffs and whips that are occasionally used on them.  Rutrow  takes the rod and runs the edge of the tip quietly and semi gently from the base of the neck across the back and down the sides of the ribs.

OOC *assume the hands are tied in front and will not be able to reach and grab.*

 *The.m bandit is not tied up, but he is too weak to offer much physical resistance; his tongue works perfectly though*

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*Lethira doesn’t recognize what the rod does, but she suspects that it is not arcane magic which energizes it*

The bandit spits on the ground, and defiantly says, “Plainly.” 

 Mia throws a crystal at his head. “That’s not what she meant, you eejit. Why did you attack us? What do you want?” Intimidation 9

 *lol the bandit understood the assignment*

“Why do you think?” He snarls at Mia. “Do you think we disguise ourselves as bushes and attack armed travelers for fun?” 

He stiffens as the cold metal rod slides along his back, but he quickly recovers. “What is <that> supposed to do—scare me?” He addresses Mia. “I’ve seen the look of other people’s faces when Meathead throttles them, and I tell you, that’s not a pleasant sight. Where is Meathead anyway, you murder hoboes?” He scans the corpses scattered about and the splatter that was the hostage-taker.

Lethira watches him quietly while he searches the dead for someone who is no longer capable of answering.

“He’s dead,” she says calmly. “You already understand how this ends if you keep trying to posture for men who are no longer here.”  She lowers herself slightly nearer to him,her tone composed enough to almost pass for reassurance. “You wanted the wagon, the money, and whatever else you thought you could carry away. That part was obvious from the beginning.” She looks into the night for a moment. “What matters now is who sent you onto this road believing you could take it.”

“Why, the boss did, stupid,” he replies sharply. “And don’t ask me what the boss looks like; I’m just the intern. Why don’t you go and ask the guy who ran off? I’m sure <he> knows what the boss looks like.”

Joe looks at the rest of the group, and shrugs; he seems unconvinced but doesn’t know how to verify the bandit’s word.

 *The.m bandit is not tied up, but he is too weak to offer much physical resistance; his tongue works perfectly though*    OOC -that can change in an instant

Rutrow takes the hands and ties them behind the bandit then gets the man kneeling and ties one ankle to he hands, as if he had a farm pig he was trying to hobble.

Joe looks at the rest of the group, and shrugs; he seems unconvinced but doesn’t know how to verify the bandit’s word.

Rutrow looks at Joe, "good thing we have another that can talk."

Lethira watches him quietly for a moment after he finishes, her expression remaining calm. “You’re the one sitting in front of me,” she says evenly. “So you’re the one I’m speaking to.”

She glances briefly at Rutrow’s work. “That looks profoundly uncomfortable.”