On the road again! Things have cald down after the double failed realm advancent debacle, and I spend the rest of the night fixing error after error on my plane. I feel ashad to say that I put the cara glitch back in. I avoided the entire issue by not caring about a sub-one per cent efficiency loss. All that debug work last night, useless. So things never change.
The small craft is now scouting to the north, looking out for the biggest and best mountains.
So now we are on the road again, we decided to let the entire gang ride with us. The mountains are up ahead and the number of villages has been getting sparse. Normal peasants dont seem to know shit about slave collars, so we have not co across anyone calling Angeta out on the fact that she isn't wearing one. That, or they don't want to fuck with the well-ard group of shady rchants.
Why are there so many peasants on the road anyway?
They all mumble sothing about it becoming autumn, and that I should know this already.
So every year around this ti, the entire countryside becos empty?
Ket decides to have rcy on my ignorant self. The majority of people live in the city anyway, only so foragers and hunters of rare ga live outside of city walls.
Vox also chis in. The beast month should co in a few weeks, so a lot of people are returning to the cities to sell their wares.
Angeta tells a different side of the story. Pah, we beastkin fight the horde, we dont cower behind walls.
Kets reply is imdiate. How is that working out? I heard you lose a good portion of your fighting force every year.
Only the weak will fall, this allows us to grow stronger.
So the humans can do so easy slave raiding when winter starts? Why is your capital the only city with walls?
Before this discussion can get out of hand, soone interrupts us.
Hello, ladies and gentlen!
A rough voice sounds from the bushes. I was wondering when they would make their move, we are surrounded by over a dozen people hiding in the shrubs.
Please leave all your valuable- *HURK*
The bearded man covered in rags was just about to walk out of the foliage but gets cut off. Tess pounced on him and knocked him unconscious.
Boss? Boss? Should we do it now?
Why is he silent?
Was this in the plan?
I told you, we should shoot first and ask quest- *BLERK*
The most dangerous sounding fellow is now having his face pressed into the dirt by a big cat.
Pfff, what a bother. I want to find out where their base is, be gentle. I wave my hand around, commanding my loyal horde of disciples to act. Half a second later, all fifteen third-rate bandits are taking a nap.
I said I wanted to find out where their base is, how can we do that when they are all unconscious?
I look at my overly enthusiastic students. Tess has appeared again, a blunt black stick ford of her qi still in her hands. Bord used a single finger to knock a good part of them unconscious, Angeta, Ket and Selis didn't even lift a finger. I give them a glare while stepping off my big blue bear. Vox used his speed to knock the last few out.
Interrogation is an art form. Making an enemy think that he or she needs to tell you the information you want is the ideal interrogation. Information given under torture or duress should not be trusted.
I walk through the underbrush to the single bandit leader. I whistle a single tone and Lola cos hopping towards . I whisper in her ears and she jumps into a nearby tree. I crack my knuckles, let's see if I still got it.
I grab the unconscious man by his rags and lift him up. I give him a gentle slap while covering myself in qi.
YOU KNOW I AM YOUR BUDDY, BUDDY. OLD FRIENDS, LOTS OF TRUST, LET'S GO HAVE A BEER LATER.
I start shouting the mont he opens his eyes.
WE GOT TO GO, I SAW A DRAGON, WE GOT TO TELL THE REST.
He is barely awake when I shout the word dragon. That was a mistake because he pales, pisses himself and his eyes start rolling up into his head. Lola falls down from the tree she was hiding in and delivers a kick to his skull with surgical precision. I look back and wave my students away a bit.
You can watch, but hide yourselves.
So a dragon is too much of a threat. I slap him again.
WE GOT TO GO, I SAW A PATROL GROUP COMING THIS WAY!
His eyes shoot open. He looks around in a daze for half a second and I wait for my words to sink in. He then sees , and I see warmth and recognition blossom in his face. As if he finally got to et a good friend again.
B-buddy, no worries. We paid the kingdom, so no worries man.
I frown and signal Lola. She kicks him unconscious again.
Hmmmh, what will scare a lowlife But not too much...
I rub my chin as I think. A dragon was too much, but the armies patrols have too little threat. I start slapping him again in order to try my third option.
WE GOT TO GO, I SAW A SMALL BEAST HORDE COMING, WHERE'S THE REST?
He wakes again, and this ti I see the correct amount of fear in his eyes. He stands up by himself while I support him. I ignore his stench by shutting down my olfactory nerves, his breath is worse than his body odour.
B-buddy, no worries, we got a good cave to hide in. How much ti do we got?
Ah, progress! I reply in a hurried tone.
Just a little ti, we must go. The rest of the group got eaten already, I only managed to save you.
His eyes open wide in terror. This way, follow , buddy!
I ignore the giggling coming from behind as I follow my temporary guide. He blunders through the forest, running his legs and lungs ragged. I spot him following so obscure symbols carved in the tree trunks. I take note and analyse, it seems to be a primitive guide marker system. I scan the rest of the woods and notice several paths marked running through these woody foothills.
There are even so dead ends with deadly traps, normal people trying to unravel these signs would end up being killed there unless they knew what to look out for. My new best friend, however, guides expertly through this maze of misinformation. He is totally red-faced and gasping for breath by the ti I see a cave co into view. I give the signal again, and to my delight, Lola kicks him unconscious. I catch her and scratch her head. Good rabbit! I didn't even hear her following through the trees.
The cave is unremarkable, the stones covering the area in front of it hiding any tracks. I spread my spiritual sense through it and shudder at the deplorable living conditions. Just because you're a bandit isnt an excuse for poor hygiene. I feel a lot of rodents enjoying the ss scattered everywhere, nibbling on scraps of food and dirty clothing alike.
I think about going in but decide against it. I can feel so figures moving around in there, but I don't feel like going into that dark and dank cave myself. I sit down and send a thin wave of qi through the tunnels. I don't find any stereotypical captured damsels or children, just a bunch of adults laying around. They all seem to be here of their own accord, how should I handle this?
How should I handle this? I turn to my students who have silently been following . I don't sense any captured people, just so guys lazing around or counting coins.
Ket is the first to step forward. My part of the dungeon loot is almost gone, I want to find so more rchandise. He is actually rubbing his palms together while saying this. The evil smirk on his face completes the picture of a corrupt rchant. Now he only needs to grow fat to finish the image.
Bord and Angeta also follow the group inside but halt in front of the entrance while grabbing at their noses. The other four disciples make grimaces but press on anyway. I follow them with my qi sense and sense them knocking out everyone they co across while robbing them blind. Tess pulls a large spear from her ring as she picks up more stuff. Selis makes room in her own ring by pulling a massive claymore from it. Her knees bend at the weight, but she starts to walk with thumping footsteps to balance herself. She is adapting to the unladylike style of fighting and movent she requested rather well.
I feel them descend further into the caves. I start to hear crashing noises by the ti every bandit is unconscious. Thick doors bar entry to so of the rooms, but a few applications of force later and these obstacles are slain. Vox and Ket co back out, carrying heavy boxes. They dump a pile of stuff from their rings and rush back inside.
They spend an entire hour searching through the dark, dank hideout. The loot they collected is an assortnt of real and fake dungeon weapons, coins, gems and a stack of docunts. There is also miscellaneous stuff, like chains, locks and foodstuffs. Im interested in the stack of docunts though. Paper was pretty rare in Tower city, so it is weird that I find so of it here.
I look it over and notice that Ive not deciphered the written local language fully yet. My language process is now revving back up again, comparing the written words to the language library, trying to fill in the gaps.
I read them all over and put them away. I should have them deciphered tomorrow. I already glimpsed so recognisable structures, like titables, so I have a pretty good idea of what kind of operation they were running here.
Two trips later, and the cave is cleaned out. I am honestly impressed with how much stuff they had in there. They must have been robbing poorly guarded caravans or sothing. I take anything that seems useful to into my own ring and pull the rest into Tree.
Anything special down there?
They shake their heads.
Normal sponsored bandit group, Vox replies. I file away that bit of information for later.
Alright, let's move on then.
Our animals have made their way over to us in the anti, so we all mount up and continue moving towards the mountain. Ti to kidnap a mountaintop!
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