The new Game.

I need to get some information from these guys before the maniacs get a hold of them...  Tobias, pointing his saber threateningly at the once-crossbowman, speaks calmly and sternly:

"I am a nobleman from the house of Sirahc. My name is Tobias, and I'm probably not going to be able to convince that guy (nodding towards Relmin) to let you go quietly.  Therefore, you may not have much time left. Quickly, tell me who you work for, where the nearest city is, and the best of what you know about the Red Ghosts."

Caldwell comes out of the fade behind the Aenoch with hand spikes, he takes a moment to take stock of the situation, and seeing as his allies not murdering the ever loving shit out of the two, promptly collapses to the floor due to exhaustion, "Did... we win?" He says in between breaths.

"Keep your guard up," says Tobias, looking scornfully at the enemy, whom he hates by nature of his race, "you never know what an Aenoch has up his sleeves..." keeping his rapier steady.

Caldwell watches the group for awhile, after determining that his services are unnecessary at the moment, he says, "Wake me up if you need to torture someone." He then promptly attempts to nap.

"Alright I'll talk. You are currently in the dugeon of the city of Fafalion. We were highered by the kingdom to find and stop any insurection in this area, as this city neighbors the capital. The Red Ghosts are a group of insurectionists who, along with other groups, try to overthrow the kingdom for reasons I cannot name."

         -CB Aenoch

Glancing towards Richtor: At least I know one of them has some sense... the kid's just plain innocent, but the ninja, barbarian, and... guy with the cleaver, seem questionable

Well, we haven't exactly decided to join the rebellion yet... but a squad made entirely of Aenoch suggests a possibly Aenoch kingdom... Regardless of race, I can't decide whose side I'm on yet, not until I get some more information.

Tobias speaks again. "Why were we in jail in the first place? Would anyone come after us if we were seen walking on the streets? And are there others besides... Aenoch, in this kingdom?"

Caldwell, seeming to have been ignored, begins to slumber silently. Snoring only lightly.

Sokio stands by, waiting for the last two aenoch to be killed, analyzing every last word that comes out of their mouths indifferently while adjusting his headband and cleaning his scythe.

Louie walks behind the two aenoch and securely grasps the backs of their necks, lifting their feet up off the ground and making sure they don't try any funny business.

Relmin finishes chopping off the Aenoch's wings and they are added to his inventory.

The one-armed Aenoch passes out due to blood-loss.

"Please put us down and let me help my friend before asking anymore questions." -CBA

Richtor glances at Louie, and then at the crossbow aenoch, "Unfortunately, that falls under the big guy's jurisdiction. I don't believe I have a say in that."

Louie lets the aenoch down with some force, saying,"you move in any funny way and ill rip you limb from limb and throw you to the creepy guy that has a wing fetish."

Relmin approaches the group after having stored his new set of wings.

Caldwell, "Zzzzzz... Zzzzz..... Zzzzzzz....."

Tobias keeps his guard up, sword at the ready, but he withdraws slightly. Sokio watches, waiting.

The aenoch attends to his friend while saying, "I honestly don't know why you are in prison. You should be safe within the city, but be careful if you leave. Also, of course there are other races! What's wrong with you?"

"I'll lead you out of the dungeon if you want."

Forgot to do xp:

Relmin 86/100
Caldwell 75/100
Sokio 76/100
Tobias 84/100
Richtor 80/100
Louie 66/100

"Felt like with a squad full of Aenoch that you guys might be the only race in the area."  Tobias withdraws his rapier and sheathes it with a confident smile.  "You'd think they'd mix it up a little... maybe after seeing the power of the races combined, they might."  

"Yes, an escort out would be greatly appreciated, thank you very much."

Where oh where is my estate? After a fiasco like this I need some rest... still, what was I doing in that cell? I demand to see this king and get this all straightened out.  My name can't be soiled with the rumor of crime!

If no-one else has anything to posts by midnight, ill edit this one with the next turn.

Also new rule, I will try to post at 2pm every week day, if you havent posted by then I will skip you. However if it is a combat phase, you can skip the person ahead of you if they are behind by at least 2 hours.

Caldwell stirs in his sleep. For a few moments he lays still before sitting up suddenly yelling, "Quenya!" as his eyes fly open. He then proceeds to look around and take stock of the situation, "Oh, we've come to a conclusion have we? Good."

He then begins to sit up and dust off the front of his pants, "So, where are we and what are we going to do? And why were we in a prison? What's with everyone yelling when we were in that cell? Why did you kill the red guy when we got out of the cage? Where are we? Where can we get a map? Where can I get something to eat... and, why did you BITE OFF YOUR FINGER?!" He points at Relmin with the last statement, finally being able to address what's been on his mind since the event.

"It has been too long since I have felt the thrill of battle like that!"

Louie hits the still two-armed aenoch on the head and then laughs.

Relmin, addressing caldwell, says, "Child, you would not understand my reasoning if it were as plain as the color of the sky. Please refrain from asking such simpleminded questions." Through a moment of clarity, before returning to his previous demeanor.

Ha. Reasoning. Riiiight...

Sokio slinks away unnoticed and starts to search the area for anything useful.

Nice job being on time you two.

The two Aenoch lead the group around the corner to a wooden door. The two open the door and lead the group into the street. "The Lord of the citie's estate is north of here if you wish to speak with him."