The Marches Campaign

WyzardWhately · (Lars) Joined: 24 Mar 2008 Posts: 260

Lars looks quizzically at the foeman's hand. "Too many fingers. Makes Lars' head hurt. Gotta fix it." He hefts one axe with what can only be described as a slightly pensive expression. "Somebody hold his hand still."

TheMyth · Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:54 am Post subject:

Kexy shoots Lars an icy look of disapproval.

She then turns to the captive and says, "What is your name?"

[Not sure if they speak human common or not, so we'll see if this one replies...]

WyzardWhately · (Lars) Joined: 24 Mar 2008 Posts: 260

Lars is entirely confused by Kexy's behavior. But, nonetheless cowed, he backs up and bows his head.

Bhartec Redhands · Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 3:30 am Post subject:

Giving a token effort Bhartec will smile and speak to the man, not really expecting him to answer in a common language "Why is it that you guard this area, what is it you seek to protect?"

In the likelihood he does not understand he will give the man some parchment and a writing tool, have him scribble his rantings, and read them through Read Languages.

Scott · Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:17 pm Post subject:

The bound man simply glares at your greetings and inquiries, makes as if to gesticulate, and tips over onto his side.

At Bhartec's proffer of pen and parchment, the fellow wags his head, wiggles his fingers, and babbles in his heathen tongue in what you eventually surmise is an affirmation of desire for his hands to be unbound.
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John Thompson · (Ymmas Ragah) Joined: 25 Mar 2008 Posts: 116

Ymmas gives him one more thorough patting-down, for small sharp pieces of metal that may have escaped the group previously.

Once that has been done, he will saw at the man's bonds with a knife.

Scott · Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 3:35 pm Post subject:

Freed from the waist up, the captive opens and closes his hands for a few moments, rubbing at his wrists. After this brief attention to carpal circulation, he takes the proffered writing implements and sets pen to paper.

Looking up occasionally, he writes for a while in an angular script and spidery hand, then sets to drawing. His work complete, he shoves the paper and quill forward. Upon the parchment are some lines of the unfamiliar script, a quasi-Nivatopredic symbol, and a passably good sketch of a human skull with bulging eyeballs. He points at Sinlocah and hisses, then lays back, folds his arms across his chest, and closes his eyes.
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Nick · (Sinlocah) Joined: 24 Mar 2008 Posts: 121

Scott · Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 8:13 pm Post subject:

TheMyth · Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 8:35 pm Post subject:

Kexy will ask, in Troll-speak, "Can you understand me now?"

If the man seems to not understand, she'll ask, in Goblinese, "Do you understand me now?"

Scott · Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 11:27 pm Post subject:

The man sits up when Kexy speaks in Bhlat, looking at her with an expression of unmistakable shock and disgust. He gestures aggressively and spits out a stream of invective that, though not Bhlattish, leaves no doubt that he is powerfully vexed by her utterances.
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Bhartec Redhands · Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 12:32 am Post subject:

Bhartec looks on inquisitively at the banter, not understanding either end. The foreign words and dialect clearly exciting him, as if anything can happen. He fingers his dagger and awaits for some issuance by Kexy. He imagines such as 'Finish him' or 'Slit his throat' or 'Lets begin the real fun now' or 'Grease him down and lets all undress'.

TheMyth · Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 4:02 am Post subject:

Scott · Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 12:02 pm Post subject:

The man narrows his eyes and hisses. After a few moments, he speaks in broken Bhlat (your own is thickly accented, for your vocal cords, lips, and tongue are ill-suited for the formation of many Bhlattish words, but his speech is nigh incomprehensible).

"No am beast," he sneers. "No talk beast. You talk beast, no talk you. If kill?" He shrugs. "Kill."
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WyzardWhately · (Lars) Joined: 24 Mar 2008 Posts: 260

"Can we make him tell us where the treasure is, now?"