"My jacket! Iv'e had the thing for most my life, and Iv'e lost it!" You notice now that he's wearing only a simple t-shirt.
'I will help you find it."
He rushes over and gives them a hug, "Thank you thank you thank you!" he releases them. I was asleep under this oak using it as a pillow and when I woke up there was no sign of it!"
The man stiffens at the hug but nods. He then investigates the area nearby.
Investigation: 17
A pair of boot prints are near the base of the tree, leading into the distance
the man starts to follow them, hand on his sword hilt.
They lead up to a small shack, dim light seeps out of it
The mans voice echos in their heads even though no voice comes from the man. "You have no honor. You will face me in combat cowards."
"Why? What exactly is the point?"
"Honor is everything to me and my people. Honor is...life."
"What is the honor in attacking someone who doesn't wish to fight?"
he hesitates. "You never accepted the challenge i issued out. You disrespected honor itself."
"Hiw dies that make sense. Mist of us are unarmed, unwilling, combatants. As such you'd be attacking an unarmed foe who has technically already surrendered. There's no honor in what you do"
The mans voice echos in their heads even though no voice comes from the man. "You have no honor. You will face me in combat cowards."
"Why? What exactly is the point?"
"Honor is everything to me and my people. Honor is...life."
"What is the honor in attacking someone who doesn't wish to fight?"
he hesitates. "You never accepted the challenge i issued out. You disrespected honor itself."
"Hiw dies that make sense. Mist of us are unarmed, unwilling, combatants. As such you'd be attacking an unarmed foe who has technically already surrendered. There's no honor in what you do"
He pointss his sword at the man who fired a crossbow bolt at him. "He attacked me, so lets finish the fight."
The mans voice echos in their heads even though no voice comes from the man. "You have no honor. You will face me in combat cowards."
"Why? What exactly is the point?"
"Honor is everything to me and my people. Honor is...life."
"What is the honor in attacking someone who doesn't wish to fight?"
he hesitates. "You never accepted the challenge i issued out. You disrespected honor itself."
"Hiw dies that make sense. Mist of us are unarmed, unwilling, combatants. As such you'd be attacking an unarmed foe who has technically already surrendered. There's no honor in what you do"
He pointss his sword at the man who fired a crossbow bolt at him. "He attacked me, so lets finish the fight."
"Actually he shot where your illusion was. And second you're obstructing justice,"
The mans voice echos in their heads even though no voice comes from the man. "You have no honor. You will face me in combat cowards."
"Why? What exactly is the point?"
"Honor is everything to me and my people. Honor is...life."
"What is the honor in attacking someone who doesn't wish to fight?"
he hesitates. "You never accepted the challenge i issued out. You disrespected honor itself."
"Hiw dies that make sense. Mist of us are unarmed, unwilling, combatants. As such you'd be attacking an unarmed foe who has technically already surrendered. There's no honor in what you do"
He pointss his sword at the man who fired a crossbow bolt at him. "He attacked me, so lets finish the fight."
"Actually he shot where your illusion was. And second you're obstructing justice,"
"That wass no illusion. That was me." he reaches up and slowly takes off the mask. His face is a skull, dripping with blood. "And i am justice." he hisses.
The mans voice echos in their heads even though no voice comes from the man. "You have no honor. You will face me in combat cowards."
"Why? What exactly is the point?"
"Honor is everything to me and my people. Honor is...life."
"What is the honor in attacking someone who doesn't wish to fight?"
he hesitates. "You never accepted the challenge i issued out. You disrespected honor itself."
"Hiw dies that make sense. Mist of us are unarmed, unwilling, combatants. As such you'd be attacking an unarmed foe who has technically already surrendered. There's no honor in what you do"
He pointss his sword at the man who fired a crossbow bolt at him. "He attacked me, so lets finish the fight."
"Actually he shot where your illusion was. And second you're obstructing justice,"
"That wass no illusion. That was me." he reaches up and slowly takes off the mask. His face is a skull, dripping with blood. "And i am justice." he hisses.
"Do ya got a warrent?" He asks, completely unphased, "Or a license?"
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he hesitates. "You never accepted the challenge i issued out. You disrespected honor itself."
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"Ow, hey!"
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The man knocks on the door.
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Inside, a creaky old lady's voice calls out. "Whoooo issss iiiittt?"
"Hiw dies that make sense. Mist of us are unarmed, unwilling, combatants. As such you'd be attacking an unarmed foe who has technically already surrendered. There's no honor in what you do"
She giggles, "Sorry"
"It is i. The Reaper."
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He pointss his sword at the man who fired a crossbow bolt at him. "He attacked me, so lets finish the fight."
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"Your not that stupid fey, are you?"
"Its fine." he says with a smile
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"No. I am not."
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"Oh, then please come in."
Reaper opens the door and walks inside.
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Inside is a nasty old lady you can only assume to be a hag. She is messing with something in the corner.
"Actually he shot where your illusion was. And second you're obstructing justice,"
"Excuse me but i am looking for a hoodie."
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She nudges him, "Rest with your kids, it'll be fine"
"That wass no illusion. That was me." he reaches up and slowly takes off the mask. His face is a skull, dripping with blood. "And i am justice." he hisses.
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"s....i'll be ok..."
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"Do ya got a warrent?" He asks, completely unphased, "Or a license?"