// Hard brackets "[ ]" indicate OoC or Out of Character speech.
// Players: Jordan, Nick, Kelan, Myself.
// In character:
Today started off in Five Fingers, by meeting Captain ??? [I forget] and he took us to meet the rest of F Company. As we walked through the tiny alleyways of the port of Five Fingers, it seemed like we'd gone through the same street several times, though I knew we hadn't.
We met up with 3 other men, Barda, Jeremiah, and another whose name I have forgotten (he was a human after all). We were then promoted from Enlisted Men, to Privates, and were given uniforms, though no one else seemed to care about the uniforms, seeing as we apparently would never be wearing them, I felt the need to fold mine up and stow it away, as it may come in handy later.
We all paired up with a senior officer, and were taken to different districts to do some shopping. I of course went to the gun area, and found a place called "Richard's Rifles", since Barda wasn't much help, he knew nothing of guns >>. I purchased a scope for the reasonable price of 50gp.
As I left the shop, a small street urchin boy asked for money, so I threw him a couple of gold pieces, but as I was doing so I heard a *crack* from Barda...
I didn't hear the next crack.
I woke up what felt like hours later, tied to a chair that was bolted to the floor. The room was dark, except for the bullseye latern that was shining brightly in my face. I saw Barda and the boy also tied up near me.
A table sat in front of us, and I watched as a pair of hands slammed down on the table. As the unseen man asked me where the military base was hidden, another man yanked the boy's head back, and placed a knife to his throat.
"You don't have too long to tell me" the man said.
"Elves have all the time in the world," I replied back.
"Well this kid doesn't seem to be an Elf, so I don't think he has much time left" the man threatened.
As much as I would've liked to help the boy, I couldn't do anything. Luckily it was just a street boy, and a human at that, so it wasn't as hard to sit there as the man continued to question me while threatening the child. Though it was still difficult.
I remained silent and still while he finally said "Alright then, it seems may patientence has worn thin." and he motioned to the man, who promptly whipped the knife across the boy's throat. The boy, dead now, was moved to a dark corner out of my line of sight. (His chair wasn't bolted down, evidently he wasn't as likely to escape.)
As the Brawn moved over to Barda, Barda said "Don't tell him anything!" and was slugged in the face for it.
I didn't give in then, so they decided to torture me. All I remembered was the pain.
Later on I was woken up, to find Oz sitting on my lap. Though I barely could see, talk, or move for the first few minutes, I had to give my body a chance to recover.
Just after I stood, Barda was also awoken, though he didn't take long to recover. As I was recovering my things, I ran over to me and yelled "TRAITOR!" as he slugged me in the face and I toppled to the ground. Oz ran in between us, though he couldn't do much to stop Barda. Somehow everyone else managed to calm him down.
It seems that I had let the cat out of the bag, and had given in at some point. Though I couldn't remember a thing...
/*
* And that's when the session ended.
* I'll update next time we play
* Cheers!
*/
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Five Fingers. (3rd Session, 2nd I've been to)
Posted by
James Firth
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10:18 PM