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Warning from the Thorn Scrubridge above old lime kiln
Warning from the Thorn Scrub
the black-haired woman
The Black-Haired Woman
Mara Vale
Mara Vale
Woman in Green
Woman in Green
the mounted royal justice
The Mounted Royal Justice
the royal justice's clerk
The Royal Justice's Clerk

At the kiln yard’s edge, the black-haired woman steps from the thorn scrub with unsettling confidence, one hand hovering near a dagger. She gives the mounted royal justice no bow.

III

III

Armed riders are coming from the eastern road. They are moving quickly, and they are not here to pay respects.

Mara stares at the black-haired woman, her guarded expression tightening as though the warning confirms a danger she already feared. The mounted royal justice turns toward the eastern road.

The Royal Justice's Clerk

The Royal Justice's Clerk

Justice, shall I record the warning before we move the token or question the witness further?

The royal justice's clerk reaches for the ledger again, shielding its pages beneath his cloak. The mounted royal justice raises one hand, keeping Mara, the loosened slab, and the untouched token within his authority.

The Mounted Royal Justice

The Mounted Royal Justice

Record it. Then keep the evidence covered and watch the road. No one leaves this yard until I know who approaches.

The eastern road remains hidden beyond the ridge. The colorful performer has stayed behind at the gate, while the woman in the green coat remains with Danny near the kiln yard, silent and watchful.

✓ Quest Accepted

Avoid custody by the approaching riders

✓ Quest Accepted

Identify who commands the approaching riders

“I climb the ridge to identify the approaching riders.”

SUCCESS (Great Athletics, rolled +1)

Warning from the Thorn Scrub
the black-haired woman
The Black-Haired Woman
Mara Vale
Mara Vale
the mounted royal justice
The Mounted Royal Justice
the royal justice's clerk
The Royal Justice's Clerk

Danny climbs the ridge above the kiln, boots finding firm holds among wet stones. His bracers lend a measured boost of strength, carrying him steadily up the slope.

Arcane Aptitude guides that reinforcement through his balance and grip, while superstitious caution makes him test each stone before trusting it. The careful ascent costs time but prevents a fall.

From the ridge crest, Danny sees four armed human riders emerging beyond the eastern rise. They travel in a tight file, cloaks dark with rain, carrying spears and short swords.

Their pace is purposeful rather than hurried, and the lead rider repeatedly looks toward the kiln yard. None bears a visible royal badge at this distance.

The Mounted Royal Justice

The Mounted Royal Justice

What do you see from the ridge?

Below, the mounted royal justice keeps one hand near his sword while the royal justice's clerk draws Mara farther behind the kiln stones. The black-haired woman watches Danny for his report.

III

III

Four riders. No crown marks. They are watching this yard.

“I call down and demand the riders' commander”

SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +2)

Warning from the Thorn Scrub
the black-haired woman
The Black-Haired Woman
Harlan Dey
Harlan Dey
the mounted royal justice
The Mounted Royal Justice
the royal justice's clerk
The Royal Justice's Clerk
 Danny  Black

Danny Black

Riders on the eastern road, halt and identify your commander!

Danny’s voice carries across the ridge and kiln yard. Clear Testimony keeps the demand exact, while superstitious caution makes him name only what the riders can answer for, not accuse them of guilt.

The four riders rein in beyond the rise. The mounted royal justice keeps his hand near his sword, the royal justice's clerk lowers the covered ledger, and the black-haired woman watches the strangers without moving.

Harlan Dey

Harlan Dey

I am Harlan Dey, commander of this file. We will approach under your justice’s authority, if he confirms it.

The lead rider, a young adult man with a lean build, light skin, a narrow clean-shaven face, and cropped dark hair beneath a hood, wears a dark wool riding coat over a russet tunic raises an empty hand, and the other three lower their spear points. Their formation remains tight, but their commander has answered plainly.

The Mounted Royal Justice

The Mounted Royal Justice

I am Edric Hale, royal justice of this inquiry. Advance slowly, keep your weapons visible, and state your business.

Quest Complete

Identify who commands the approaching riders

Skill Upgrade: Athletics Great→Superb

“You speak to the commander, uh? Here for once, who are you here for? If you're here for the woman, then. Well, don't bother. Her she's going into custody, so. Oh. And plus. We're also witnesses. That's also our problem for you 0 so. It all say in. You can just walk back and that's it. No one has. Get hurt? Really.”

SUCCESS (Mediocre Diplomacy, rolled +2)

Warning from the Thorn Scrub
Mara Vale
Mara Vale
Harlan Dey
Harlan Dey
the mounted royal justice
The Mounted Royal Justice
 Danny  Black

Danny Black

Commander, who are you here for? If it is the woman, do not bother. She is going into custody, and we are witnesses. Leave now, and no one gets hurt.

Danny’s words carry the plain shape of testimony, naming Mara’s custody and the witnesses without embellishment. Clear Testimony strengthens the appeal, while superstitious caution makes his warning stop short of accusing the riders of hostile intent.

Harlan Dey

Harlan Dey

We were sent to secure the woman and recover whatever was taken from House Carrow. But if the royal justice has her in custody, our orders are satisfied.

The Mounted Royal Justice

The Mounted Royal Justice

They are witnesses under my authority, Harlan Dey. You will withdraw and report that Mara Vale remains lawfully detained for inquiry.

Harlan studies the kiln yard, the covered evidence, and the witnesses gathered beneath Edric’s protection. The four riders lower their weapons fully and turn their horses back toward the eastern road.

Harlan Dey

Harlan Dey

Understood. We withdraw. No one here will be harmed, and I will make the report exactly as stated.

Quest Complete

Avoid custody by the approaching riders

Skill Upgrade: Diplomacy Mediocre→Fair

New gift: Rider Evasion

“You decide to speak to the black haired girl for once. After all. You haven't gotten the chance to introduce yourself to her. And you wanted to be a real gentleman. Because of that. And. To see that butt of her somehow.”

SUCCESS (Fair Diplomacy, rolled +0)

 Danny  Black

Danny Black

I'm Danny Black. We have not been properly introduced, and I wanted to correct that.

The black-haired woman turns from the eastern road. Danny’s glance slips briefly over her figure before returning to her face, and her expression catches the breach without surprise.

III

III

III.

III

III

You chose a poor place for courtesy, Danny Black. Still, you asked plainly, so I will answer plainly. What do you want to know?

Clear Testimony keeps Danny’s introduction direct, while superstition makes him overcheck each word and posture as though a harmless courtesy might summon bad fortune. The hesitation costs him some trust.

 Danny  Black

Danny Black

I wanted a conversation, and to know who stands beside us when danger arrives.

III

III

Then know this: I watch for threats, not praise. I will speak with you, but you owe me discretion about what I say here.

The introduction succeeds, and III remains to talk rather than dismissing him. Her condition is concrete: Danny now owes her discretion, while her narrowed eyes mark the trust she withholds.

“You be discreet and start to speak to three. That seems like a number. And I can't remember that for once. I got it. How about a nickname? It's going to be. And. Uh, and it's a compliment to me, since. Hence. That outfit. It really shows off. Oh, that but of yours, you know. That butt of yours, you know. I am complimenting it; you don't, you know.”

SUCCESS (Fair Diplomacy, rolled +2)

 Danny  Black

Danny Black

How about Three? It is a nickname, and a compliment. That outfit really shows off your... well, your excellent rear. I mean it respectfully.

Clear Testimony keeps Danny’s awkward compliment aligned with his stated intent instead of letting him retreat into vagueness. His superstition makes him check the wording twice, adding a clumsy pause before the final reassurance.

III studies him in silence, then glances down at her black clothing and back to his face. One corner of her mouth lifts, amused rather than offended.

III

III

Three is acceptable. Your explanation is less elegant, but at least it is honest.

She flips her dagger once and catches it by the hilt, her relaxed posture returning. The nickname has landed, and her guarded attention now carries a small measure of playful tolerance.

III

III

If you want discretion from me, Danny Black, you should practice it yourself. Still, I will remember the compliment.

III turns her eyes briefly toward the kiln yard, keeping watch while allowing the conversation to continue. She has accepted the offered rapport without surrendering her caution.

“I did had another nickname for ya, but it would have gone like this, you know, bun bun. Well, that's something you know, but. You know you are making me flustered all the time when you do something. That's too bad. I don't fluster that easily. After all, a warrior must never get flustered by someone. In my mind I am reaching out my hand and to touch that butt.”

SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +0)

 Danny  Black

Danny Black

I had another nickname for you: bun bun. You keep flustering me, but I do not fluster easily. A warrior must keep his composure.

Danny keeps his face composed, helped by Clear Testimony keeping his words exact. Superstitious caution hinders the effort, making him hesitate over every gesture as though a careless motion invites misfortune.

While III watches the ridge, Danny reaches toward her rear with deliberate, quiet confidence. His hand makes contact through the black fabric before she turns her head.

III

III

You did not fluster easily. You simply chose to be bold while I was looking away.

III catches his wrist without haste. Her grip is controlled rather than painful, and her raised eyebrow carries more amusement than anger as she studies his composure.

III

III

Bun bun is tolerable. Touching me without permission is not a compliment, Danny Black. Ask next time.

She releases him after making the lesson plain, then resumes scanning the eastern road. The playful tolerance remains, but so does the boundary she expects him to respect.

“It seems like I'm going to have to get rough on that butt of yours, you know? After all, I need to show real. Oh, good. Take care of it. Really. You could easily try. To tease me, and I wouldn't have an idea what to do about that, really. But I could touch that thing however I wish. Maybe. I hope you have a big move to tease me back somehow, because there's nothing you can do to a warrior like me.”

SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled +1)

 Danny  Black

Danny Black

I may have to get rough with that rear of yours. You keep teasing me, but there is nothing you can do to a warrior like me.

Danny keeps his shoulders square and his voice steady. Arcane Aptitude smooths the power through his bracers, lending his posture a measured firmness, while Superstitious makes him check each word as if misfortune might seize on a boast.

III

III

A warrior who announces what he might do is asking permission without admitting it.

III steps close enough to challenge his composure, then taps one finger against his chest. The small motion is deliberate, confident, and safely outside the boundary she already set.

III

III

You may try to impress me with words, bun bun. You may touch me only when I agree. If you want a real move, ask properly.

Danny holds his ground without flinching. The bracers give his stance a quiet boost, and his will carries the exchange cleanly, though superstition leaves a faint hesitation beneath his controlled confidence.

III

III

He wants to look unshakable. That makes him easy to tease.

“You grope that rear of hers. Earth then reached up. Hub. Touching another part of her. Touching these breasts. Nice, you know, there. I hope you are keeping yourself quiet, because I don't want anyone to realize what we're doing. I am feeling you shivering in displeasure for once. You almost make me wanna. Have sex with you. Right here and now. But. Let us go back in. Consider that a. He's up on my part. Let's finish up the work, shall we? If the danger is. As you suspected. We need to get it done.”

SUCCESS (Great Willpower, rolled -1)

Danny reaches for III again, but her hand catches his wrist before he can cross the boundary she set. She turns his grip aside with effortless control, her expression going cold.

III

III

No. Not there, not here, and not while you pretend this is conversation.

The attempt leaves Danny’s composure visibly shaken. Superstitious caution knots his timing, while Arcane Aptitude steadies the power in his bracers and their small strength lets him withdraw without stumbling.

 Danny  Black

Danny Black

I want to return to the investigation. If the danger is what you suspected, we should finish the work.

III

III

Then act like an investigator. Ask about the token, the signet, or who sent those riders. Leave my body alone.

III releases his wrist and resumes watching the kiln yard, allowing the conversation to continue. Her boundary is unmistakable, while the covered token and loosened slab wait below.

III

III

Start with the riders. Their withdrawal was too quick for men who expected resistance.

✓ Quest Accepted

Learn why Harlan Dey withdrew

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