Ahead on the path are about a dozen surly-looking locals. Though Amanda senses no particular evil about them, many<em>are</em>armed, an assortment of large sticks or tool handles. One fellow has a garden rake, and there's a few oil lanterns casting a wan yellow light. The tallest of the bunch is a elderly man, face deeply lined and having missed its share of shaves. Rainwater dribbles steadily from the brim of a leather hat. When he catches sight of the procession, he steps out of his little crowd, one hand raised up for them to stop. He speaks in a low growl of a voice, with the rural drawl common to these regions.<br/><br/><strong>"That's far enough, ye aren't passing. We been talking,"</strong>he gestures with his fireplace poker to the group behind him<strong>"And we don't <em>want</em> Lorrimor buried in <em>our</em> Restlands. Ye ken take him up the river and bury him there if'n you want, but he ain't goin' in the ground here,'</strong>he emphasizes by jamming the head of his poker into the soil beside his foot.<br/><br/><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Kendra<br/>Lorrimor</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/carrion-crown/images/8/85/Kendra_Lorrimor.jpg)</div></div></div>The slender woman at the head of your procession - Kendra, the professor's daughter, is quick to reply.<strong>"What are you talking about?"</strong>Her voice surprised, her eyes wide with shock.<strong>"I arranged it with father Grimburrow. he's waiting for us! The grave's already been..."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"You don't get it, woman! We won't have a <em>necromancer</em>,"</strong>the tall man snarls, as someone in the crowd spits a wad to the side,<strong>"...buried in the same place as our kin! I suggest you..."</strong><br/><br/>This man and Kendra are quickly getting into a heated argument, and the knot of townsfolk standing in your way are starting to look antsy with a few stepping up to back up the tall man, as those behind then start adding their own shouted insults to the din. Nobody in the funeral procession is looking like this is something they want to do tonight.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Initiatives!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Amanda: 24 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=109461)<br/>Lucia: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=109463)<br/>Angry Townsfolk: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=109459)<br/>Maggs: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=109462)<br/>Adina: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=109460)<br/>Kendra: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=109458)<br/><br/>Include rolls with your actions; Given the high tempers and shouting, you'd probably have to get in someone's personal space to use Diplomacy or Intimidate... Unless you're really good at shouting people down! :-) </div></div>