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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

Margoz decided to have some fun with the guard and the Dale man. He says, "Nay, keep this Dale man here, officer. I used to be a big timer back in Rhun because I got my pops from Dorwinion supplying me booze. This guy is just a simple business owner who does not know the cheats. So let me pay you instead."
 
"Wha," The guard was taken by surprise by Grimnir's comments. "Why I oughta-" his face flushed with anger before his comrade halted him with a pat on the shoulder and motioned to the dwarf, "Go on in, sir, we're sorry for any trouble." Then proceeded to tell his friend off for being a moron. Grimnir would pass many guards and constables as well as their respective sleeping quarters, dining halls and some offices. Halfway down the main hallway, he would reach the Captain's Office which had a simple oaken door with a single iron handle. [user avatar="https://assets-cloud.enjin.com/users/16311516/avatar/small.1517585379.jpeg" name="Gundabad1"]16311516[/user]

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The guard addressed Iver, "Oh, wealthy, are you? Well show me some silver and maybe we can talk. And for your Easterling accomplice, we know he is a murderer, just like you." He was about to move on before hearing Thoruk's statement.

"The bandit told us a false story, eh? You mean, Bert? Heh, if Bert's a bandit then I'm a pirate!" He let out a laugh, "You little muppets may find this hard to understand but we do things differently up here, after all, the Greenway Guard isn't known for its noble heroics. We all need to earn a livin'. And you hurt our friends in that bar, so we're going to hurt you." Thoruk could hear him gurgle before a large piece of phlegm landed in the dwarf's beard. The guard had just spat on him.

When Margoz started to speak the guard's eyes flared, "QUIET, EASTERN DOG!" His spear lunged into the cell and prodded Margoz, the rear end whipping his spine with a 'CRACK'. The spear retreated and the guard looked triumphantly at the Easterling. Margoz's back stung with pain and if he leaned back on anything it would hurt as a colossal bruise formed above his pelvis. "Dale man or not, he will hang for his crimes. And you as well, you wretched filth."

"And by the way, thank you, for further admitting to your felonies." And with that the guard stormed off, not to be seen again. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/assassiniv/74.png" name="assassiniv"]14628767[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/KingTraitor/74.png" name="KingTraitor"]13615485[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Grissum1/74.png" name="Grissum1"]16191695[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Szucsclan/74.png" name="Szucsclan"]12519458[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]
 
((don't I get an option to offer him something?))
"Wait, I can offer you 100 coins if you let me out of here" Iver shouted after him. He earned enough from selling the salt at double the price and didn't take all of his money with him.
If the guard won't come back he would get to the corner and sit down. "So now all I have to so is wait" he mumbled to himself. His guard's would go and look after him eventually.
 
In a low voice, Dimitri says, "I have a blade the length of a shortsword in my arm. Deslan should have a few gadgets too. When the time comes, we could just break out. And stop being stupid and offering guards money. Good justification to kill us prematurely."
 
((I saw where this was going, poor Daugo x.x))
Daugo stands there for a second, only blinking, his mind shutting down. White rage came next.
"YOU!" he says viciously, a savage look in his eye as he regards Bob. He lunges forward, aiming an upper cut at the Hobbit's jaw.
 
I would look at Dimitri and lean in closer lowering my voice. "If you can somehow cut part of the bars away we could escape and then use them as weapons until we find our equipment, but this should be a last resort. However I do know that they will have our faces all over Bree if we escape."
 
"Did he just realy spit on me?.... This bastard is gonna lose his life if I get out of here" he mumbles to himself while cleaning his beard with an angry look. After that he looks at his cell-mates and starts to talk "Told ya guys, these bandits and the guards are friends, we're f*cked. If we die in here due to starvation or outside where they will hang us, you guys must admit, doesn't look that good, even if we have your wonder arm." he says while looking at the man on the opposite side of the cell. With an worried look he looks around before saying "Well, I'll take a nap fellows" and lies down, his face towards the wall.
 
Margoz would laugh and yells at the officer as he leaves, "I see what you are now! The answer is right in front of me! You are no true officer! You are a scum, with no balls at all resorting to your criminal friends as they used you for their own greed. To them, you are a fucking joke. For once in a lifetime, I actually agree with those people you call 'friends.' You are a scum who can never escape your own shithole. You are no better than I am. You are truly sad. Bravo to you, shithead!" he starts to clap sarcastically for the officer, "everyone, give a round of applause to Mr. shithead being used by thugs!"

He turns towards Dimitri after he calms down, whispering "Ouch, that hurts. I have not taken such a hard hit in 2 years. Anyways, let us get the hell out of here. I am done with these clowns. If that angry guard comes back, you can try to knock him out and steal his keys from there."
 
The Dwarf with the flawless white beard, Grimnir, walks towards the cells before he makes his way to the local Guard captain, he wishes to see the lads whom were at the brawl yesterday. And see what had to become of them, he passes the Guards and looks at the Prisoners behind the steel bars, captured, beaten down, and conquered by mere Greenway guards, clearly not the warriors he expected them to be.

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He looks at them, being surprised this Dwarf is there infront of them probably. He looks emotionless and seems to be focussing his attention on the pipe he's lighting, wrapping up his arms before the fire, he speaks as they all look at him. "I see you have been treated quite nicely by these good guards." He says sarcastically with frowned eyebrows, yet, cannot hold up his smile which seems to be glittering as he finds the whole situation rather hilarious. "I honestly came for the Dalian, and the Dwarf. I will speak with the captain soon, to release the Dwarf, as my kin, is unworthy of entering a cell, even this young fool." He clearly speaks about Thoruk.

As he continues to inhale a smoking cloud, he mutters something rather unexpected.
"Perhaps I can have a good word for you other bunch aswell. What say you, 'Oh-so-strong-warriors' ?" He says, grinning as he clearly stated that sarcastically.

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The Dwarf's arrival aroused Sigeric from his sleep. He recognized the newcomer as the one who sat around drinking while others bled and died. "Indeed we are strong warriors, for we had the courage to act and protect the populace against those brigands. You cannot say the same, I'm afraid." He glanced at Iver. "You said you came for the Dalishman. Which of us do you mean? Surely it cannot be me."
 
The Dwarf looks at the Dalian, with an emotionless face. Before a small smile comes forth again, as sarcastically as he is, he speaks to the Dalian. "You are strong warriors, aye. It clearly was shown when you took a peasant's life. 'Brigands' they were, you say? I have seen lapdogs be more aggressive than them." He inhales a cloud of smoke, as he grabs his Axe and points at the so called Dalian Soldier, Sigeric. "You see this, lad? This is a true weapon. And it almost came for ye, wouldn't the guards have interrupted the little party. You are an impersonator, and by Durin, I will have your head lest these guards don't do it before I will if you continue this tongue against the folk of Durin." He then continues looking at the others, to see if they have any 'threats' or tough talk against the Dwarf that clearly could give them a good chance at releasing them from their cells. Or bodies..

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As Thoruk awakes from his little nap he hears someone conversating behind him so he turns away from the wall and sees the dwarf, he also saw in the tavern "Aye, I know you, don't I?" He rapples up and has a closer look "For sure it's the dwarf from the tavern" he thinks. "By Durin, what're you doin in here, my long-bearded friend?" he asks a bit confused but also a bit happy " A dwarf is a way better talking-partner then any of these buggers in here..." he thinks as he waits for his answer.
 
Margoz tries to stretch his arms as he looks towards the dwarf. He looks at him with sudden interest. Something is very special about him, yet he doesn't understand why his skin is so... bland on the outside, he starts to clap twice, "Alright everyone, please be silent for a second before you lower my IQ. let us all be scientific here. We are all very unique in our own ways... well... not really since I am a bootlegger, making servants of the Dark Lord my enemies and giving those bastards a kiss of my own ass, but!" he paused as he turns to you guys,

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"you guys have something special deep inside your heart. Sigeric, you have the characteristics of a hero, a very hearty halberdier, and not a lot of people can master the arts of the halberd. I respect that. Thoruk, you are the brains, figuring out who is what as you protect your little hobbit friend. You protect the weak. That is very honorable. Dimitri, even if you don't have a biological arm, your fight ends with a victory at the bar. You value your partner Deslan, the best friend you can ever have in your life. believe me or not Deslan, you are the heart of your partner Dimitri. Without you, Dimitri would have sailed towards the quiet seas. Elodrin Evrithion, well fought with that longsword, especially at your age. That is a two-handed art that I can't do. You see my friend, a one-handed weapon on my right hand and a combat knife on my left hand is my thing. Not one of those heavy weapons strong, honorable men like you can carry. Iver... well... shit, I don't even know why you are afraid of me. You are probably the most racist person I met in my life, holy shit, but deep in your heart, you are an emperor of a business empire, you mastered the arts of money. Do not believe what I told the guard earlier about you. I was messing with him. I am sorry about what I said earlier. What I have said about you was very dishonorable. So, believe it or not, lads, this folk of Durin has something in his mind. Let our bridges be connected with our fellow dwarf. Deep in his heart, he knows what is right and what is wrong. He is more honorable than these guards, so don't criticize him for running away. After all, he has came back to us, didn't he? So let us sail on, boats against the crashing waves, as we pushed the ocean back. We shall get out of this storm once and for all."
 
Sigeric was just about to offer a verbal riposte to the Dwarf's accusations when he paused to listen to Margoz's eloquent speech. He was impressed. The Easterling was right; the group couldn't dissent amongst themselves if they hoped to escape whatever this clearly rigged judicial system had in store for them. "I apologize for insinuating that you didn't fight out of cowardice, son of Durin. I'm sure you had your reasons. However, I must emphasize that I am not in fact an imposter. I landed no lethal blows on anyone, brigand or peasant. I merely meant to keep the assailants away from the other townsfolk in the tavern." Sigeric paused. "I don't believe you've mentioned your name. Who are you?"
 
The Dwarf looks at Thoruk, as he wraps up his Axe. "I am here to get you out. For my kin, even as halfheaded as you. Do not get put into any imprisonment, as my kin, Durin, is witness." He then sees Deslan finishing up his intriguing speech, little did the Dwarf care, however. "I came for the Dalian, and Dwarf" he points at Thoruk and Sigeric. (( [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Szucsclan/74.png" name="Szucsclan"]12519458[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/KingTraitor/74.png" name="KingTraitor"]13615485[/user] )), "So do not get your hopes up, Easterling. You bunch murdered mere peasants, in times where we all share a common enemy. You and your lad over there with the wazzock arm, do not statisfy me, nor do I hold a grudge against you bunch." He puts his pipe away after pouring the ash on the ground, he then looks up to the bunch, everyone held behind the steel bars, as he frowned his eyebrows. "You all think you are heroes, don't you? Espacially him," he points at Sigeric. "You murdered unarmed peasants, thinking you all are to be great men, it's laughable. However, I will see what I can do, fool of a tooks."
 
"You say unarmed peasants but you saw just as well as i did Dwarf that each of them had a weapon and intended on using it if we didn't comply. I hold no grudges either but insulting us does you no favors. Go ahead and help us, but take advice from me, regardless if I'm a human, don't let your first interactions with people be all about you thinking your the best, your not, there will be someone better than you and someone better than the next. Remember this when that time comes." I would motion to the rest in the cell. "Feel free to help us and let all of this be put behind us."
 
Margoz turns to the dwarf with sudden disappointment in his eyes as he prepares for the escape, "Indeed, big shot. I am no hero. I am a criminal of Rhun. I am the worst scum, dishonoring my people. I killed so many of my own kin just for my family-owned business, including my only love. In the end, my pops put me down," he said as he looks outside, reaching his arms out, thinking he can go back, "I am a fool, am I, big shot? A stubborn fucking wazzock, whatever you said about me. Even if you told me not to get my hopes up, there is always the fool in me that will do so. Ever since she looks at me with sudden sadness, yet happy in her own beautiful eyes, I mindlessly kept searching all of Middle-Earth, with a large diversity of enthusiasm and sadness, not knowing I can not go back. Thanks for the advise, big shot, but this is something hard to attempt." [user avatar="https://assets-cloud.enjin.com/users/16311516/avatar/small.1517585379.jpeg" name="Gundabad1"]16311516[/user]
((Note: I'm not Deslan btw. Deslan is a Haradrim engineer guy (with a metal leg?) who helps Dimitri. Margoz is the Easterling))
 
The Dwarf looks at [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user] ((what is your char's name)), and seems to be completely ignoring this lad, he isnt even worth the words of the Crimson Dwarf, who here is, really? Before the Dwarf could walk to the Captain's Quarters, he hears the Easterling give another intriguing speech, as he seemingly does not care, he continues to walk on raising his hands in a motion to sign the Easterling to spare his words. After Deslan's first sentence, Grimnir interrupts, "Yes, yes, whatever you say laddie. I'll be making sure you actually will get your head spared -" and he leaves the doorway of the prison walking towards the Captain that had expected him.

((I got a msg from Griss, everytime I said 'Deslan', I meant 'Margoz'.))
 
"I don't think I've ever met a more arrogant bastard." Said Sigeric to the others in the cell, after Grimnir had left. "I can't understand why he wants to get us out of here, but he certainly cannot expect to receive my thanks." The Dalishman sat back down and went back to sleep.
 
"He may not receive it, but we should be thankful nevertheless," Margoz said as Sigeric went to sleep. He turns towards the others, "Ouch! This hurts! That guard can kiss my ass. Anyways, may I hear any stories about you guys, on how you get into Bree, or anything in general?"
 
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