<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Judge</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The victims were stabbed in the heart. After having their tongue cut out. After death, the Killer made extra sure the corpses were unable to tell any tale, by smashing in their faces too. Due to this, we suspect the killer to be knowledgeable of the ways of  divination magic used to discover the identity of criminals. And that is where you come in. We know what was done, and how. Your job is to help us discover WHO did it.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The judge clears his throat, which the others take as a sign to withdraw, retreating to their seats, except for the captain, who calls in the scribe again.<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Judge</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I, Judge Hellbinder of the Hellbinder family decree in my function as a Judge of the noble empire of Viennar, after thorough collection and reviewing of the facts:<br/><br/>You are found guilty of treason against the illustrious council of magistrates.<br/>You are found guilty of resistance against the city watch.<br/>You are found guilty of the crime of espionage.<br/><br/>I hereby condemn you to 2 weeks of community service for your crimes, with a review of your case after the time as elapsed. For the first week, you are to be branded as rebellious, with captain Petersen being responsible for the decision of your field of activity in the second week.<br/>You are to be sent to the concentration point near Outlog immediately. This case is closed. Rupert, notify the guards already acquaintanced with her, they and captain Petersen will escort her to the place. Petersen shall handle everything else.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Judge Hellbinder exits the room in a hurry, appearing more to flee than nobly exiting, but the bulge beneath his already loose cut vestments visible to you when the noble Judge stood right in front of you, gives you more than enough hints as where the Judge could be hurrying this much. You are released from the ground, only to have your hands tied down by a heavy wooden shackle, and collar and leash fastened around your Neck. You are about to be made to exit the hall, as one of the merchants bars your way. A single gold coin changes owners, accompanied with a muttered "Just one Minute Peterson."  prior to the merchant speaking to you<br/><br/>[quoteFleshseller from Old Thuril]Well, you rejected my last offer, of course many do that. I'm not vengeful for that. Instead, let me make you another offer: You do know, that you will have to act as if chained to a pillory, right? What they didn't tell you so far, is the fact that those convicts on the Pillory are free to be touched, teased and abused in most ways by the mob. To make this clear, you are about to be pretending to be chained, and abused by as many hands as are interested in you. Anything that does not leave a lasting scar, or more than superficial injuries on your body is allowed by law. Now to my offer... I... happen... to posses a special oil which hardens the skin, making it resilient against punishment. I offer you to cover your body with it, it should last until nightfall. In exchange, i expect a little bit of... lets call it lipservice?[/quote]<br/><br/><br/>Regardless of your answer and what might or might not follow, you are led out of the court hall, back onto the entrance hall. The hall is still busy, but you notice a few who pause with what they are doing, to check you out. You are handed over from captain to an official. You have a few minutes of being uncomfortably displayed for everyone to see, while the official version, and the inofficial task of your trial is relayed.<br/>DC15 Perception<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">you find the scribe hiding in the crowd, staring at you.</div></div>