Quinlan: "Hmmm burn down the camp... Always one of my favourite moves but don't we have merchant and silks to rescue too? Perhaps if we built a giant rabbit made out of wood... No, no, I digress. I liked the idea Charles had about riding into camp dressed as the errant bandits perhaps with a scantily-clad elfin maid as their bounty, then unleashing a small can of mayhem whilst our other comrades freed the merchant, recovered the silk and any other booty..."
"We don't know if the bandits have captured the merchant yet or not. According to our guests he is still at large in the forest. He may well have fallen victim to a pack of wolves but the silks should still be there for the taking...if we can find them."
"I say we make for the bandit camp but approach stealthily, perhaps with those nice veils our wizards can summon at will. That way we could maybe find out what they know without having to attack them directly."
Post by Toad-Killer-Dog on Jan 20, 2010 15:45:35 GMT -5
Drugan makes sure the noisy merchants aren't to near.
"Considering that there is practically no law and we are risking our necks, who says we have to return the valuable silks to these harping merchants when they are worth far more than the pittance they are offering us?"
"Just a thought"
"For a look or a word, scarce thought or heard, I follow a fading fire. "Past bead and bell and the hangman's cell, like a harp-call of desire. "I may not see the road I ride for the witch-fire lamps that gleam; "But phantoms glide at my bridle-side, and I follow a nameless Dream." R.E. Howard