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[Gargulec]

With a truly sad and sorry look on his face, Tristan swings his family swords, wielded by generations of his ancestors in innumerable battles against vileness and evil at the captain. Sadly, it would appear that his regret did not help his aim, as he missed miserably.

[Madtrixr]

Aden looked at the captain. He knew what it was like, once being a soldier himself. He had even been a captain of a guard unit before...but the man had to die. Aden turned towards him, and swung his sword pretty hard. It connected, but seemed to not do much to him.
"Hmm. This one seems awfully lucky."

[S.K. Ren]

  "Lucky indeed. Maybe you boys just suck." Ma'kirr quipped.
  Boredom had gotten the better of her as she stepped up to end this ridiculous fight. Striking swiftly she landed one solid blow to the Captains head.

[Madtrixr]

"And whose words brought you back from the brink of death, more than once? Hmm?" Aden said as he looked around, waiting for some of the town guard to bust in.

[Xander Morhaime]

The two blows quickly finished off the captain, and he slumped to the floor with only the faintest groan before growing still.

It sounded like his shouting had alerted people outside, though, as you could hear a commotion... and could see through the windows the assorted members of the town watch approaching.

[S.K. Ren]

  Watching the people gather outside, a slow smile crept over Ma'kirr's face. Without a word she took the fallen captain's sword and began making cuts in her clothing and even some small ones on her flesh. Then kneeling, she began to slather the 'injured' parts of her with blood from the two fallen men.
  "This should be enough to fool them," She said with a faint smile. "Now I need a little help. Would someone kindly throw me out a window? And make a lot of noise when you do."

[Gargulec]

'Oh, with pleasure, my dearest lady.'

Without a further word, Tristan picked up the feline, and threw her out of the window, without bothering to open it first, screaming something unintelligible.

'She asked for it, right?' he said, turning towards the rest of the party, with a wide smile on his face. 'And she had it coming anyway.'

[Madtrixr]

"Aw, I wanted to do that..." Aden said looking disappointed. "I like defenestration, Oh well. I'm sure I'll get another opportunity...and, my my." Aden said with a devilish grin."It seems the scorned heart hasn't quite healed yet, eh?" as he poked Tristan in the ribs. He then laughed a slight laugh and thumped Tristan on the back in jest "I kid, I kid."

[S.K. Ren]

  The initial impact of smashing through the window left Ma'kirr a little sore. Allowing herself to roll a few times, she shakily got to her feat. Sure it looked painful but that is all it was. Looks. For a monk, such events were mere exercises. She could hear various towns people approach her from behind. Forcing a cough, she dropped to her knees; Only her Greatspear supported her. All that remained was for her companions to play their part. In appearance, She was the injured female betrayed by her companions, there was no reason for anyone to see it as otherwise.

[Madtrixr]

Aden decides to grandstand to reinforce Ma'kirr's gambit. He peeks out of the window, and starts to bellow out "HEAR THIS, PEASANTS! We have killed the Village elder, and the captain of the watch! We also beat up and threw that wench out because she did not agree to do it, and in fact actively tried to kill us! We are the servants of the Evil Overlord now! You have two options: Submit, and leave, or come up and TRY and kill us! Good luck with that! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Aden then goes back in, and looks somewhat pleased with himself. "How was that?"

[Gargulec]

'Glorious. Allow me to contribute.'

He follows Aden's footsteps.

'Hear me, unfortunate souls! Your lives are forfeit! We betrayed all you hold dear! I even betrayed my love, because she wanted to serve Good! Look at her, all wounded and miserable! She really regrets now!'

He went back, and nodded.
'Definitely glorious,'

[Tavana]

The dragonborn silently walks over towards the window to survey the oncoming mass of people. After a moment Saliak's jaw opens, lightning crackling at the edges of his mouth. "Just because we're required to do this deed doesn't mean we have to enjoy it so much."

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

When the guards attempt to muster a force and break in, Saliak will use his Dragonsbreath to attack the largest possible group of them.

Dragonsbreath attack: 27 vs Reflex (crit)
Damage: 6 (non crit) becomes 8 (crit).

[Madtrixr]

"I'm not enjoying it. I'm just putting on the act to reinforce Ma'kirr's gambit. I couldn't think of another way than to affirm that we are now working for the evil overlord..."

[Malek Deneith]

- "Dear Lolth, what cliche..." - Ryltar shakes his head at Aden's and Tristran's "show", while at the same time looking for something that could be made into a torch - "...no wonder no one takes evil overlords seriously these days until they burn a few villages."

[Madtrixr]

"At least I don't make puns that cause physical harm." Aden said looking at the drow. "And, careful if you light something up, we need to pillage before burn, but I'm sure you of all people know that..."