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Post by Lord Donal Stormshield on Dec 6, 2009 21:03:57 GMT -5
Ser Marq thinks about things for a second. "Very well, I have a feeling that he was lying to me about not knowing anything as a result we are going to force the truth out of them. Take one clansmen and threaten to kill them unless given the truth, after thirty minutes if no one has spoken kill them, we are going to repeat this process as long as needs be." As a second thought Marq adds, "Take that one first." and he points to the one he was talking to before.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 6, 2009 21:52:50 GMT -5
The man struggles as he is grabbed, fights, and is slain.
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Post by Lord Donal Stormshield on Dec 6, 2009 21:59:31 GMT -5
Marq turns to the clansmen gathered in the area and stands up in the stir-ups bring the attention of everyone to him. After he gets the attention he announces loudly so that everyone can here. "I want the truth, there has been an increase of raids coming from the mountain clans. I want information on what is causing this increase. For every half hour that passes and I still don't have this information, one of you will die." He then looks at the clan-people in general and sits back down on his horse.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 6, 2009 22:03:43 GMT -5
There is tears and whimpering. Thirty minutes passes.
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Post by Lord Donal Stormshield on Dec 6, 2009 22:08:18 GMT -5
Ser Marq nods to one of the knights who goes over to one of the Clansman and promptly shoves his sword through the man's gut. After the deed is done Marq turns his attention back to the villagers, "Listen I want to spare your life, I hold all life sacred so please give what information you can so that we can be on our way."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 6, 2009 22:32:56 GMT -5
The oldest man in the village is a curl backed old man, with a long white beard, "Please, give us a moment to speak amongst ourselves, Andal Knight, and we will tell you what you wish to know."
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Post by Lord Donal Stormshield on Dec 6, 2009 22:35:41 GMT -5
Ser Marq looks at him and a faint smile grows upon Marq's face, "You may have your moment for a discussion among yourselves."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 6, 2009 22:42:30 GMT -5
The eldest men get together, and whisper quietly amongst themselves. After perhaps five minutes, the old man returns.
"Andal... We will tell you what you wish to know. There is a village to the Southwest, near what we call Red Fist Mountain. That is where the Clan we call the Gold Masks resides. It is they who have led the raids against your Andal farmers."
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Post by Lord Donal Stormshield on Dec 6, 2009 22:49:43 GMT -5
Ser Marq smiles at the elders, "Thank you kind man, now as promised I will take my leave of your village." Marq turns to his men, "We ride out and continue our pre planned route." He turns to one of the faster riders and the person in charge of the scouts. "I want you to dispatch two of your fastest men to take this news to my brothers."
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Post by Lord Donal Stormshield on Dec 6, 2009 23:02:31 GMT -5
The head-scout turns to pick out his two fastest scouts and tells them to relay the information given to Ser Marq by the village elders. Shortly after this Ser Marq and his force leaves the village again heading Southwest.
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Post by Fel on Dec 7, 2009 23:54:29 GMT -5
When he receives word, Ser Robert adjusts his direction to try and reach the village at the same time as Ser Marq.
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Post by Lord Donal Stormshield on Dec 8, 2009 0:20:32 GMT -5
When Jon receives word of his brother's findings he heads in the direction of the Red Fist mountain to search for this Gold Masks clan.
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Hope you all are well and happy.