<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/gICaxXK.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Torner, the Hanged Man</strong></span></span></div><br/>Torner was glad that they had begun to make some progress and get something from the halfling. Although Torner believed that she was not responsible for the dead rising in the field, he was not completely allayed by her search for 'power beyond the heavens.' There were things, other than the gods, who existed beyond the world, and what precious little he knew made his skin crawl and the cold grip of fear twist his guts.<br/><br/>"I will take you at your word." Torner said solemnly to the halfling, putting more weight upon her words than perhaps she intended. "Let us depart further north and east, away from this place and the city." He proposed, and turned to look at the farmer. Torner was sad that the farmer made his words true, but it was not unexpected. Worse, it was a smallness of soul that Torner could understand and needed to fight not to sink to at all times. He realized how easy it was for the farmer to take all of his fears and pin them to the halfling and think that ending her life would end all of those fears.<br/><br/>With a heavy footfall Torner walked up to Redmond and stood looming over the man. "I saw the dead rise from the ground, aye." Torner said, letting the fullness of his sinister voice thread through his words. "But I saw naught to pin the blame for it on the halfling lass. We all realize the danger is true, but without solid evidence about who is responsible we cannot make you - or anyone - truly safe." Torner leaned forward, his blue eyes boring into Redmond's as the big blond male clapped a huge hand down on Redmond's shoulder. "The halfling will leave with us, no more to trouble you, and we will follow the matter to its conclusion. For the time being, Farmer Redmond, I ask that you hold your peace on this. Do not return to town and try to incite a lynch mob. Burn the remains, as my companion says.<br/><br/>"When you were in need and no others would even give your words the time of day, let alone lift a finger to aid you, we came. It is crass of me to prevail upon that for good will, but needs must in this situation. I call upon you to be a man, Redmond! Do not stoop to smallness of soul. Do not take the easy way out when more is needed of you."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Persuasion, result 13</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2018-10-01 23:18:03, Cold Heritage (uid: 6343) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=125126)</div></div>