>>5326356>>5326370>>5326377Thank you good sir.
>>5326582>>5326587>>5326907All goes always according to God's plan.
>>5327018>>5327026You decided to be public about the incident and the punishment of the adventurers.
-We will act according to your plan, dear Oldfossil, let our brave Count know about such infamy. And knowing him would be better to balance against the influence of Baron Crook.
Oldfossil was glad that you accepted and you decided to begin to interrogate the bard. You were carried downstairs, and ordered the bard to be freed from his oubliette for the time to interrogate him.
Once that Beau the bard was before you you never needed to order him to kneel, he began kneeling and speaking.
-Please my lord spare me, please, even if I do not deserve it. I spoke quickly, now I see all your incommensurable power. I was wrong to speak ill of you, I was under the influence of my companions, they disliked the nobility, I deny them. If I can make amends I will do it, I can write a poem about your shining glory and your victory over your enemies. I can... Please spare my life !
He seemed to be terrified, and you did not even have to show him the tools of the questionnette to be talking like this. Were all the Indians so soft or this specimen a particular coward ? You told him.
-Was the magical anomaly the true reason of your coming ? Talk ! Vagrant !
The man shook a bit and said
-N..n...no my lord, apparently there were people sent before us. I will tell you everything, three paladins. We had to search for clues of their disappearance and to see if they were linked to the anomaly.
What, the three fools that you had killed and drowned in the river ! They produced new fools ! By the beard of Saint John the Baptist you will have to cover evidence of this. Fortunately nobody, outside of you, Ancel, Bohémond, Godefroi and Brother Louis knew of their demise. Oldfossil knew too, he had seen the bodies. You then told.
-And who, in this guild sent you ?
The man tried to answer.
-It, it was a contract that was given to us by our guild, we are not directly in contact with the quest givers and...
You hit your armrest with your fist and ordered Ancel le Purineur.
-Ancel, my good Ancel, bring us a hot poker and make this man talk.
Ancel laughed stupidly and, biting into an apple, he added.
-With joy messire !
The face of the bard became even more white and he said.
-I, I heard from the guild's lady that the quest was given by two young Mages. And that the girl was from your village. Hum sorry, the most beautiful holding of your fief.
