Mists over the Musarde [IC]

[steveflam]

Norzak stops a moment as his arm is splintered. "Ouch! Ye mangy dog! Comin inta someone else's home 'n' doing nasty deeds ain't right! 'N' ye shoot at me! That's it!" Norzak removes his dagger and runs up to the fat man, furious. "All i's doin' is tryin ta help these people ye dag! and proceeds to jab the dagger in between the man's both eyes. Then not bothering to wait he darts off to where he heard the scream coming from. He loads his crossbow on the way.

[ewancummins]

The Fat Guy makes a pathetic mewling noise as Norzak stabs him in the head between his eyes. He burbles a bit, and quits moving entirely.

[ewancummins]

As Norzak hoofs it for the back yard, running around the very big house, he hears- as do the others- the unmistakable sound of a woman screaming. Evangeline? Charlotte?

[ewancummins]

[OOC Norzak will see this, as will anyone who has also run to the back of the estate.]

In the rear of the house, Charlotte lies crumpled on the ground in a pool of her own blood.

A few yards away from the servant girl, M. Sancerre lies sprawled motionless on the ground. Near him lies a heavy pack, supplies spilling out of it onto the lawn.

Evangeline is nowhere to be seen.

The rear gate stands open, creaking on its hinges as the wind blows against it. You can hear the rapidly receding sound of hoofbeats echoing down the cobbled streets, but the riders are obscured from your view by a row of houses.

[Le Noir Faineant]

Cirdan will haste towards where the cries come from.

As he arrives, he'll quickly scan the situation, then run outside to where he hears the hoofbeats...

[ewancummins]

Cirdan will haste towards where the cries come from.

As he arrives, he'll quickly scan the situation, then run outside to where he hears the hoofbeats...

Cirdan cannot see the riders. From the fading clatter of hooves, already distant, he'd guess they've headed towards the riverfront district, or at least in that general direction[ east].

Standing outside the gate, Cirdan spots a small yellowish-brown leather case, no bigger than palm sized, lying on the ground.

[ewancummins]

''Euuuuuu....uuuuhhh...''

Denys Sancerre has come to. He sits up on the lawn, rubbing his bruised pate.

[steveflam]

Norzak will rush to the presumably dead girl, seeing as Cirdan is at Mr. Sancerre. It was pointless to go after the horses. They could in time find out where Evangeline was taken in vue of previous days activities. There'd be a ransom note soon enough with instructions.

[ewancummins]

Norzak discovers that Charlotte is still alive. She's in a bad way, though. The girl had lost a lot of blood from a deep slash to her torso. Her skin is very pale, and her breathing is irregular and shallow. She doesn't seem to recognize Norzak, and appears to be slipping in and out of consciousness.



[ OOC You've seen people like this before, and they usually died very soon after, unless they received immedaite medical [or better yet, magical] aid. ]

[steveflam]

"Potion or healing! Now!!!!!!!!" Norzak yells out "Or this lassieain't fer long in this world!"

[Adam]

"Stand aside," Bennedict shouts, grabbing the dwarf by the shoulder and pulling him back. "I'll see to her."

He drops to one knee next to Charlotte, eyes closed, and holds his hands over her wounds, mumbling an ancient prayer to the Morninglord, suffusing the girl with healing power.

[Le Noir Faineant]

Standing outside the gate, Cirdan spots a small yellowish-brown leather case, no bigger than palm sized, lying on the ground.

The half-elf will pick up the leather case and throw it towards Bennedict.

"I'll follow them! We'll met here later!!!"

Is there a horse, regardless of his quality, somewhere in sight?

- Cirdan will just storm towards it, mount it and haste behind the kidnappers.
- Or into the general direction they went, hoping to catch them out of mere luck!

[ewancummins]

"Stand aside," Bennedict shouts, grabbing the dwarf by the shoulder and pulling him back. "I'll see to her."

He drops to one knee next to Charlotte, eyes closed, and holds his hands over her wounds, mumbling an ancient prayer to the Morninglord, suffusing the girl with healing power.

The prayer proves effective- the flow of blood from Charlotte's wound stops, and her breathing returns to normal. Her eyes open and she looks about sleepily.

In a weak voice-

''They took miss Evie...''

[ewancummins]

Standing outside the gate, Cirdan spots a small yellowish-brown leather case, no bigger than palm sized, lying on the ground.

The half-elf will pick up the leather case and throw it towards Bennedict.

"I'll follow them! We'll met here later!!!"

Is there a horse, regardless of his quality, somewhere in sight?

- Cirdan will just storm towards it, mount it and haste behind the kidnappers.
- Or into the general direction they went, hoping to catch them out of mere luck!

Looking about, Cirdan spots a man leading a roan draught horse down one of the side streets, just a short distance away. Storming towards the animal, his plate armour clanking and sparks flying from his armored boots striking the cobblestones, he quickly closes the gap. The man leading the horse jumps back in alarm as the knight vaults onto the animal's back and rides away!

[ewancummins]

The half-elf will pick up the leather case and throw it towards Bennedict.

The leather case lies on the ground near Bennedict. It has popped open, spilling a part of its contents onto the lawn: illustrated cards of some kind.