<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I think Valen's performance there is worth the "bonus," so add .25 hero points to your character sheet.</div></div><br/>Even Sharille seems stunned into silence by your "diabolical wizard" monologue... and for a few moments, it's just you and three wide sets of eyes, all looking at you like you could reach out and pluck their still-beating hearts from their chests without a second thought.<br/><br/>At long last, the man speaks.<br/><br/>"I-I don't wanna be a thrall... I'll tell ya what I know..."<br/><br/>Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to be too much. From what he can tell you, a detachment of the noble's guards would have rallied outside the city, and made themselves up as raiders. The guard at the front gate would have let them in, and they would have gone through the usual routine- upending stalls, cutting down civilians, etc. Sharille and a detachment of "her" guards would ride out to meet the bandits... and from there, it didn't matter whether the knife was in her heart or in her back, because melees like that are always so chaotic.<br/><br/>For her part, Sharille manages to hold back the anger that you see flaring up in her eyes while the man talks... but when she speaks again, it's her turn to give you chills.<br/><br/>"I should gut you right now... You'd harm the people you're supposed to "protect" just to get to me? FUCKING COWARD!"<br/><br/>One of her blades flies through the air, whistling inches past the man's ear and stopping any retorts before they can begin.<br/><br/>"But I'm not going to do that... No, you and your little friend here are going to take a trip south. I'm going to call in another favor to make sure you get there... and when you arrive, you will tell the Justiciars everything. Before you go, you will sign two writs of confession- one for me, and one for the Justiciars- just to make sure you don't try and skulk your way out of it."<br/><br/>The woman stands, and motions for you to follow.<br/><br/>"And when you arrive, you will tell them to prepare a grave befitting a noble."<br/><br/>====================<br/><br/>Once the door closes behind you, Sharille practically crumples back, leaning with her head against your torso as she processes everything the two of you have learned.<br/><br/>"Well, Valen..." she says at last, looking to you. "I think I'm going to be busy for a little while. I'll talk to the Drow, and offer her another month of license if she'll help me transport those two discreetly. If you have anything you need to do, I'd say get it done today... I'll meet you back at the church in the evening, and we'll leave in the early morning to go visit our friend the nobleman. Unless, of course, you have another idea to propose?"