>>6068888>>6068892>>6068945>>6069095> 3 Passes = So convincing an actor is Bormin, the mob doubts there were any bandits to begin with.The first of the mob rounds the corner, torch and hatchet in hand with a serious scowl creasing his face. The man catches sight of Bormin tottering down the street, lantern swinging from his walking stick. “Hold there!” the man shouts, directing the mob toward the old man. “Old man did you see a group of people just go by? Bunch of cloaked bandits carrying off some other men?”
Bormin gives the man a confused look “I did see a group of men go by, but they didn’t look like bandits.”
“But I saw them go this way.” A man in the mob says. Bormin recognizes the man as the one who had initially spotted them.
“They might have looked a little rough,” Bormin admits. “But all I saw was three men, the two outside ones carrying the weight of the man in the middle. They looked to be a little tipsy and the one being carried was definitely having trouble walking. Looked to me like two friends helping another friend make it home after a night of drinking.
“There was way more than just three of them.” The man who had seen them protests.
Bormin fixes his gaze upon the man “What did you see friend, what’s all this about?”
“It’s a kidnapping. I heard them outside of my house, I did. The men being nabbed were struggling so hard and making such a racket it woke me up. Then when I stuck my head out the door to see what the noise was, I saw a whole bunch a cloaked bandits nabbing a couple of us townsfolk.”
“You woke up to a bump in the night and while you were half asleep and swinging a dim lantern,” Bormin says soberly gesturing to the dim light emanating from the lantern dangling from the man’s hand. “You thought you saw some men being kidnapped?”
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