You encounter some bandits
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| - | Of course your peaceful travels come to an end one day when you find your path blocked. Five men of varying ages, armed with a wide array of rogue and rusty weapons block your path. No doubt they're just peasants that looted these old weapons from dead soldiers. None of them even have any sort of armor, being clad in only rough woolen clothes. As bandits go, these are as unskilled as they get. And of course, seeing a young woman all on her own, they decide to try their luck even with your obviously | + | Of course your peaceful travels come to an end one day when you find your path blocked. Five men of varying ages, armed with a wide array of rogue and rusty weapons block your path. No doubt they're just peasants that looted these old weapons from dead soldiers. None of them even have any sort of armor, being clad in only rough woolen clothes. As bandits go, these are as unskilled as they get. |
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| + | And of course, seeing a young woman all on her own, they decide to try their luck even with your obviously dangerous armor and sword in plain view. | ||
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| + | ''My first contact with the outside world,'' you think, ''and it's with people who think that attacking someone that's both armed and armored is a smart idea.'' | ||
"Alright lady," a scrawny scared-looking boy calls out. He looks about 14, and is wielding a wooden club. "Give us your gold and you can pass us by." | "Alright lady," a scrawny scared-looking boy calls out. He looks about 14, and is wielding a wooden club. "Give us your gold and you can pass us by." | ||
| - | "Yeah. Don't make it hard on yourself sweet cheeks," grins a bearded man with a rusty mace. | + | "Yeah. Don't make it hard on yourself, sweet cheeks," grins a bearded man with a rusty mace. |
| - | "Oh we can take her. Besides, if she loses we can have some fun with her," hoots a middle aged bald man with a sword. | + | "Oh, we can take her. Besides, if she loses we can have some fun with her," hoots a middle aged bald man with a sword. |
| - | The last two young looking men wielding axes grin at that, one of them thrusting his hips at you | + | The last two young looking men wielding axes grin at that, one of them thrusting his hips at you. |
[[Fight these peasant bandits]] | [[Fight these peasant bandits]] | ||
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[[Give them your gold]] | [[Give them your gold]] | ||
| - | [[Try to escape and find another path]] | + | [[Try to escape and find another path.]] |
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[[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]] | [[Category: Dungeons and Dragons]] | ||
Revision as of 18:55, 13 June 2017
Of course your peaceful travels come to an end one day when you find your path blocked. Five men of varying ages, armed with a wide array of rogue and rusty weapons block your path. No doubt they're just peasants that looted these old weapons from dead soldiers. None of them even have any sort of armor, being clad in only rough woolen clothes. As bandits go, these are as unskilled as they get.
And of course, seeing a young woman all on her own, they decide to try their luck even with your obviously dangerous armor and sword in plain view.
My first contact with the outside world, you think, and it's with people who think that attacking someone that's both armed and armored is a smart idea.
"Alright lady," a scrawny scared-looking boy calls out. He looks about 14, and is wielding a wooden club. "Give us your gold and you can pass us by."
"Yeah. Don't make it hard on yourself, sweet cheeks," grins a bearded man with a rusty mace.
"Oh, we can take her. Besides, if she loses we can have some fun with her," hoots a middle aged bald man with a sword.
The last two young looking men wielding axes grin at that, one of them thrusting his hips at you.
