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Post by Ser Donnel Royce on Oct 29, 2013 10:13:00 GMT -5
With little experience in running on rooftops, Dickon attempts to hide himself behind a nearby chimney as he fiddles to reload his crossbow.
[Apprentice Espionage]
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 29, 2013 10:31:03 GMT -5
Dickon does his best to hide as the first guard peeks his head out of the window, and scans the roof, before immediately yelling that he sees the Dornishman.
Markus leaves the roof, and drops down to the street.
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Post by Ser Donnel Royce on Oct 29, 2013 11:13:42 GMT -5
Dickon silently swore. He left his hiding spot and attempted to shamble across the roof, not attempting to conceal himself in the slightest. He only hoped the guards hated their jobs too much to bother chasing.
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 29, 2013 11:19:42 GMT -5
Apparently Dickon is cursed with two men who like their jobs, as the first one makes the leap onto the roof opposite and begins to give chase. The second one hesitates for a moment, and then makes the leap as well, but misses the roof and ends up holding on desperately to the edge, before beginning to climb back up.
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Post by Ser Donnel Royce on Oct 29, 2013 11:24:51 GMT -5
The Dornishman muttered something crass about the guard's respective mothers and raised his crossbow, firing it at the standing guard.
[Noteworthy Crossbows]
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Post by Urron Greyjoy on Oct 29, 2013 13:35:32 GMT -5
Gregory leans over and grabs his knife, cutting through the bolt halfway along its shaft, and then looking for any of the others around. "Help me bring him inside, I need to start working now."
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Post by Sam on Oct 29, 2013 13:51:04 GMT -5
Markus landed lightly on his feet, coming up in a crouch, and he froze, scanning his surroundings. He dashed behind a cluster of barrels, and waited for a few moments, to see if he was immediately being pursued, but if not, he would then attempt to make his way through the alleyways back to the Red Pony.
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 29, 2013 14:20:22 GMT -5
OOC: Gregory, he is not dangling on your side of the house. You do not even see him.
Dickon fired his crossbow, but missed, and the man closed the distance on him. He would be ontop of Dickon in a moment (OOC: next round) if the Dornishman does not flee.
Markus did not stop running until he was clear. (OOC: He will make his way back to the Red Pony unmolested.)
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Post by Urron Greyjoy on Oct 29, 2013 14:50:08 GMT -5
(Edited.)
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Post by Ser Donnel Royce on Oct 29, 2013 23:44:22 GMT -5
Dickon ran to escape his pursuers. He prayed to the seven as he did so.
(I guess this would be Athletics, for which I have none)
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 30, 2013 7:27:14 GMT -5
Bells begin to ring in the background. Either someone just got married, or the alarm has been sounded.
The second guard has now pulled himself onto the roof in pursuit, as Dickon flees. He does not seem to be gaining ground.
The sound of alarms convince Gregory and creighton that it may be worth seeing if creighton can move, with help.
OOC: Sasha you are caught up and can act.
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Post by Marie on Oct 30, 2013 9:29:07 GMT -5
Sasha hurriedly gathered her clothes and weapons and set her attire to rights before, glancing around to check for danger. She kept close to the shadows as she made for the direction of the Red Pony.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2013 10:52:17 GMT -5
Gregory leans over and grabs his knife, cutting through the bolt halfway along its shaft, and then looking for any of the others around. "Help me bring him inside, I need to start working now." Creighton looked up at Gregory, winching hard as he tried to get himself up to his knees, tasting blood in his mouth as he bit the inside of his cheek so that he wouldn't scream out the pain he was feeling from his wound. "Looks like ye ain't gettin' any help from the others, so either ye run off like the others or help me up and let's get out of here so ye can get this bolt out of me back." [Noteworthy: Athletics] |
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Post by Urron Greyjoy on Oct 30, 2013 11:10:33 GMT -5
Gregory nodded, helping Creighton to his feet. "Red Pony might be too far, but it's the best place we can go."
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Post by The Stranger on Oct 30, 2013 11:44:38 GMT -5
The men flee through the streets. Creighton is slow,but with Gregory's help they make it back.
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Hope you all are well and happy.