(G98 01/10/10 OR - AP, ON(GM), GF, SS)
DAY 11 (22nd Ches) cont..
We didn't have much time, Nes thought it would probably only be a couple of hours before they got
suspicious and made a move. Se we formulated a plan and each of us went to get what we needed.
Raya went to get a covered wagon and some horses, Fenrir some booze and I went to buy some
Tanglefoot bags for the contingency plan.
It all went very well in actual fact, right up to the end anyway. Fenrir convinced them to get into
the wagon with promises of rewards and crates of beer and strong spirits. I ran on ahead to make
sure the gate was going to be ok about letting them out and to buy food.
One of the warehouse guys said he didn't want to come, which suited us fine, as it split them up a
bit and left the place guarded while we worked on our ruse.
It was a tense moment as they went through, but in the end they passed without incident. Watchmen are
usually more worried about what's going into the city though, that's true.
So, on we went. Them thinking that we were going to a hunting lodge to the south, us just waiting
until they fell asleep, preferably drunk.
Raya sat up front with the driver, Fenrir and Nes were inside with the villains and I walked behind
at a casual distance.
After eight hours it was pretty dark and we reached the outskirts of a village. The driver wanted to
rest the horses so I ran up and discussed with Raya how to proceed. We decided to pull off into a
field and do the deed right away.
The cart stopped, Raya jumped down and opened the cover at the back of the wagon. Fenrir was out
cold, as was the half orc and Gecko. The other warehouse man was awake so Raya said,
'We are here now, just leave these two to sleep in the cart, I can't be bothered carrying them.'
Hank agreed and stepped down, at which point I surprised him and Raya whacked him over the head.
He took a few more hits and his single cry did not wake the others.
Next we disarmed them and tied them up and then woke Fenrir who seemed very much the worse for wear.
Nes seemed happy enough to remain in the wagon strumming away on his lute.
As we were discussing what to do next and explaining to the old lady driver that it was all ok as
I was a watchman four figures loomed out of the darkness...
