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Winged Knight
Still just a crazy man with a wolf on his head
- Location
- Texas
[x] Brandark
You immediately jump to your feet and approach where Talak'tet is questioning the Goblin. The Warmonger pales as you approach, and Talak'tet turns around as you come near. His frowns, and opens his mouth, but you press the papers into his hands.
"These are plans for an impending attack on both Shiro Hiruma and Shinsei's Last Hope," you say, moving past him and toward the Goblin. "We need to know when."
"I don't know what you're talking about," the Warmonger says, though his lie is obvious.
"You have three more limbs," you growl. "I think you should be more forthcoming if you want to keep them."
Talak'tet mutters a curse in his own language as he shuffles through the papers. "This is… We'd managed to get the existence of the tunnel system out of him, but all of this? It's horrifying. How did they manage this without any of us discovering it?"
Zara'hala takes her short sword and slowly jabs it in to the Goblin's broken arm. The Warmonger screams, thrashing as much a he can in his bonds. The ropes hold tightly, however, and the most he manages is to shake in place.
"When-when is attack coming?" Zara'hala asks coldly, twisting the blade. The Goblin begins to hyperventilate again. "Quick-quick, while you still have an arm."
"Three days!" the Warmonger screams. "We were going to go into the tunnels tomorrow and join up with the main force to assault the Hiruma Castle two days after that! That's all I know, so take that Pit spawned sword out of my arm!"
"That's not much time," you say, turning back to Talak'tet as Zara'hala removes her sword from the Warmonger now bleeding limb. "Both Shiro Hiruma and Shinsei's Last Hope have to know of the impending attack."
"Yes," Talak'tet says. "To think such an assault was going to happen right under our noses… I don't even want to think about how much damage that might cause."
"You and the rest of your scout pack should head to Shiro Hiruma," you say. "I'll go to Shinsei's Last Hope and warn them."
Talak'tet looks back at Jarit'ya, who is lying as still as he can. He almost looks like he could be asleep; if it wasn't for the way his face is scrunched up in pain. It's obvious he won't be mobile for some time to come.
"I don't think that's possible," Talak'tet says. "We can't move quickly with Jarit'ya in this condition, and I won't leave him. My wound isn't bad, but I won't be able to move as fast as I normally would either. We'll only drag the pack down."
"What if I go-go to little town myself?" Gazat'ken says. "And Zara'hala goes to castle with Faran'tek? Nezumi very fast-fast. Should make it in about a day. That would be quickest, yes-yes!"
You ponder Gazat'ken's words. As much as you are loathe to admit it, you would barely arrive in time to either location to give the defenders much advance notice to prepare for the conflict to come. The Nezumi are faster than you, and might be best prepared to handle this situation. But it's still a risk splitting them up like this.
What do you do?
[] Write In.
You immediately jump to your feet and approach where Talak'tet is questioning the Goblin. The Warmonger pales as you approach, and Talak'tet turns around as you come near. His frowns, and opens his mouth, but you press the papers into his hands.
"These are plans for an impending attack on both Shiro Hiruma and Shinsei's Last Hope," you say, moving past him and toward the Goblin. "We need to know when."
"I don't know what you're talking about," the Warmonger says, though his lie is obvious.
"You have three more limbs," you growl. "I think you should be more forthcoming if you want to keep them."
Talak'tet mutters a curse in his own language as he shuffles through the papers. "This is… We'd managed to get the existence of the tunnel system out of him, but all of this? It's horrifying. How did they manage this without any of us discovering it?"
Zara'hala takes her short sword and slowly jabs it in to the Goblin's broken arm. The Warmonger screams, thrashing as much a he can in his bonds. The ropes hold tightly, however, and the most he manages is to shake in place.
"When-when is attack coming?" Zara'hala asks coldly, twisting the blade. The Goblin begins to hyperventilate again. "Quick-quick, while you still have an arm."
"Three days!" the Warmonger screams. "We were going to go into the tunnels tomorrow and join up with the main force to assault the Hiruma Castle two days after that! That's all I know, so take that Pit spawned sword out of my arm!"
"That's not much time," you say, turning back to Talak'tet as Zara'hala removes her sword from the Warmonger now bleeding limb. "Both Shiro Hiruma and Shinsei's Last Hope have to know of the impending attack."
"Yes," Talak'tet says. "To think such an assault was going to happen right under our noses… I don't even want to think about how much damage that might cause."
"You and the rest of your scout pack should head to Shiro Hiruma," you say. "I'll go to Shinsei's Last Hope and warn them."
Talak'tet looks back at Jarit'ya, who is lying as still as he can. He almost looks like he could be asleep; if it wasn't for the way his face is scrunched up in pain. It's obvious he won't be mobile for some time to come.
"I don't think that's possible," Talak'tet says. "We can't move quickly with Jarit'ya in this condition, and I won't leave him. My wound isn't bad, but I won't be able to move as fast as I normally would either. We'll only drag the pack down."
"What if I go-go to little town myself?" Gazat'ken says. "And Zara'hala goes to castle with Faran'tek? Nezumi very fast-fast. Should make it in about a day. That would be quickest, yes-yes!"
You ponder Gazat'ken's words. As much as you are loathe to admit it, you would barely arrive in time to either location to give the defenders much advance notice to prepare for the conflict to come. The Nezumi are faster than you, and might be best prepared to handle this situation. But it's still a risk splitting them up like this.
What do you do?
[] Write In.
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