>>5234554Well said, you were wiser than me, so I added this option.
>>5234625>>5235529With Bohémond out of danger, but unable to act, you needed to have a plan to dispatch the remaining heretics and to flee from the hole. So you told.
-Father François, could you support the weight of Lady Sue and me ?
The man looked at you and told.
-Of course, you do not eat enough, monseigneur, and Lady Sue is a slender damsel, I will be able to do this.
-Then I will climb on you, and Lady Sue will climb on my shoulders, and she will probably manage to open this trapdoor and to get out of here.
The lady nodded, just like the priest, and she said.
-It is a good idea, let's try. Once outside I will be able to hide another person with my cloak. And... You could remove your chainmail, it will maybe be easier to move silently ?
You protested.
-Of course not ! What if there is a fight ! I will take it. Let's go.
You climbed on the fat priest who helped you and lady Sue climbed on your shoulders. You heard the priest grunt because you stepped near his face but the hole wasn't broad and you had trouble moving in it. It was strange, some would say more appropriate to a brothel than to an encounter with a lady to have her legs on your shoulders and to take her by the backside to help her climb in this restricted space but you didn't complained, even if she was a strange person lady Sue was a beautiful woman. She looked at you strangely and a bit sternly but you looked aside and did as if it was not abnormal, she would maybe think that it is a traditional French custom.
She managed to open the thing a little and looked outside. She whispered.
-There is nobody outside...
She opened the trapdoor and then walked outside and helped you climb. It was hard to be accustomed to the small light emitted by bigger glowing mushrooms of this room but you managed to do it after a minute. There was a rope nearby, probably to help the guardians and prisoners climb out of the hole and you thought about throwing the rope to Father François but some sounds stopped you. You closed the trapdoor and Lady Sue hid you with her cloak, whispering something in a strange tongue that looked like Breton to make it incisible and you saw two men talking and walking. They were two of the robed cultists. Fortunately you managed to hide with the cloak and behind two barrels that smelled of fish. The two robed men stopped and turned behind a corner. Lady Sue and you wanted to investigate, it was hard to move silently with a chainmail but fortunately you managed to do it because some people spoke with an echo, the old women. They were saying.
-Bring the goat, it is the first sacrifice needed !
