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Guilty. The worst of the worst. You were captured, tried, and are being sent to the final stop for so many of Tamberlyn's forsaken criminals - the infamous Ironscar Prison. The light-drawn carriages used for this purpose have joined together into a convoy, and there's an armed force... Unknown to the occupants, it's larger than usual this time. Each of the three carriages is manned with two armored soldiers on the outside, and two inside. All bear symbols of the Boutican faith. All are armed. Also inside each of the three carriages is a bound prisoner. In addition, there's probably a thousand on foot for additional escort. Although things have been a little quiet, the air feels slightly colder than normal for Frostreach...
Suddenly, the mysterious chill on the air grows... Along with the feeling that there's more to the chill than weather...
Alright. Each of your character's stuff is somewhere in the carriage that you're in. Or you'll have to loot it from the escorts. Speech and movement are currently blocked. Oh, and roll for Will saves.
Suddenly, the mysterious chill on the air grows... Along with the feeling that there's more to the chill than weather...
Alright. Each of your character's stuff is somewhere in the carriage that you're in. Or you'll have to loot it from the escorts. Speech and movement are currently blocked. Oh, and roll for Will saves.
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