#odyssey

OOC :face_with_rolling_eyes:

(Stamina roll for August, unless he wants to dodge which would be Dex plus dodge or Athletics)

OOC Dodge

/roll 4

The blast still hits, but it is not as direct a current!

(Stamina roll)

/roll 3

OOC Night night, August....

And down August goes... such is the fate of bold heroes

August loses track of time... he wakes up in a carriage, but the inside is reinforced.

Injuries? Pain?

"Baron, I don't WANT To kill you," A voice says in there "Not furking really, but my girl, she NEEDS this... I love her. She's my furking everything. And Chyrsalids have so much" The voice is staticy and coming from a box in the vehicle belongs to the nocker who shot him

"So.. I'm sorry, you're about to take a long drop on some very mortal rocks. Evne if you live, folks will think you were a sucide, Right of ignorance secure. You brought this on yourself. Gravity will kill you, not me"

"Oh, you'll find my carriage is now shielded against your dictum as well" The voice adds

He feels shocky, but no real injuries.

The carriage however is moving fast whever it is going, but as it is enclosed he can't make out what is outside.

No weapons? Anything at all inside the carriage with him? Pillows, cushions, seats, frameworks?

As he searches "I regret to disagree, but committing suicide is one thing that will never be believed of me, Mistress Nocker. However, if you surrender now I will speak in your defense; I am the Lord of bannerhouse Truthbranch, and we champion the causes of Love."

His sword IS missing.

Seats are bolted down, cushions are attached but could be ripped loose.

"Yeah well, it's the best I got and you'll be outside of Toronto when it happens so the noblity will tut tut and there you furking go"

"Not all nobility; my family, all Fae, will not rest until the mystery of my death is revealed and the murder brought to their justice. You can still save yourself, and your Lady."

He rips up the cushions, looking to see if there's something under them he could use.

"I have to relocate her now thanks to you, you know what DANGER You put her in? Even my own bannerhouse brothers won't understand but at least I have her.. I'll find a new place"

(Perception plus Alertness)

/roll 4

"My own bannerhouse might give you shelter." he offers, still searching for a way out of the carriage.

He finds.. well, he can pad himself with cushions, that might help with a fall.. but Darespark makes it sound like it will be a LONG drop. There are cables under some metal sheets but without tooks he's having trouble getting to it.

"We defend the causes of Love, as I said."

August searches his pockets; a pocketknife, nailclippers, anything.....

He's been looted pretty throughly

"I'll take care of Isabelle! ME... she's for me! "

"I'm not suggesting otherwise. I'm offering you exactly what you say she needs. You can get that for her. You can save her. You can get her the Glamour she needs, and the safe haven."

(Manipulation Plus Persuasion or Empathy. )

/roll 5

"I... you .. you don't understand... they hate her. Sure, she was wrong but I can change her I... look, I tried to remove the gease on her by drawing the glamour of it out. It backfired.. I hurt her... darn pooka lied about her... no one deserves what was done to her. And I .. I don't think a Liam can change that. " but the carriage slows

"I have allies." August says confidently even as he searches for a way out or a weapon of some kind "And I am a bannerLord. I study under (Boggan Fae Lawyer) to be able to defend those unjustly accused. I am not alone; you do not need to be alone either. With allies and support, you can get for your Lady what she needs."

"I .. I'm going to spare you, and send you to another kingdom, a remote oen... in the wilds. It'll buy me time I need but..."

And perception Plus Alertness for August

/roll 4

Did he hear a ...hoot above the vehicle?

He did

"The further I am, the longer it will take me to notify my bannerhouse to welcome you and make ready a place for your Lady."

"I know... but i can't risk her. The pooka hate her guts."

Are there windows? A skylight?