After my triumph in the archery contest, I manage to avoid any encounters with Prince John or Sir Guy of Gisbourne, and return in triumph to…
find Cyrilus gone, with his oaken staff lying by the side of the road.
I sense :
Aside : Check out the above movie and also Seems Like Old Times, both of which are excellent romantic comedies with Hawn and Chase at the top of their respective games.
Aside #2 : Those of you who follow me on Twitter would have seen that I was subject to one of the greatest insults of all-time, when a Trump supporter accused me of being ignorant of all movies ‘other than Star Wars and Harry Potter’. Heh.
Back to the adventure. Notwithstanding the fact that Cyrilus hasn’t really helped me much in this adventure, my horse is also missing, which calls for vengeance!
Climbing atop a wagon, I see Cyrilus on a horse surrounded by cavalrymen, galloping off to the west. As part of the train, I also notice MY horse, riderless.
Conveeeeniently, I see an unattended horse hitched to the back of a nearby wagon. In an interesting moral choice, I can either help myself to the horse (presumably justifying this through an appeal to a higher moral imperative) or look around for the owner to try to buy it.
Since Cyrilus is galloping away from me at a rapid rate of knots, searching randomly for the owner of this horse will lose precious seconds, if not minutes. I think I’ll just have to channel those police officers who commandeer civilian cars for the greater good.
I nab the horse and, for some reason it is immediately (!) apparent to the crowd that I am not the rightful owner. Where the heck were all these people when MY horse, along with Cyrilus, was being abducted??
More seriously, these cries of ‘thief!’ attract the attention of various archers who took part in the contest.
That shouldn’t be too bad, since these guys have already demonstrated that they couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn, if their performance in the tournament was anything to go by.
[Checks their chances]
I’ve got a SIXTY PER CENT chance of being fatally struck by an arrow, from a distance of A HUNDRED YARDS while riding a galloping horse??!!?
Actually, to be fair to Mr Dever, that’s not necessarily quite right. Although the book does state that I have ‘travelled a hundred yards’, it does specify that the road runs alongside the archery course. So, in theory, these guys could be closer than that. But it still sounds like a certain author is placing his thumb on the scales in trying to punish Lone Wolf’s ‘theft’.
I guess the morality of taking a horse to rescue your friend is different to that of cheating at a casino.
Has anyone guessed that I’m trying to put off this R10 check?
Alright, here we go.
If I had possessed Huntmastery or Animal Control, the resulting b0nus would have meant that I survived.
Just to add insult to injury, I am struck down by a ‘hail’ of arrows, so I guess Altan got drafted to the cause.
Base Stats : CS : 17, E : 20,
Current Stats : CS : 32, E : 0, GC : 32
Weapons : Silver Bow of Duadon (+3), Sommerswerd (+8 CS)
Backpack : Potion of Laumspur (+4E), Rope, Tinderbox
Special Items : Silver Bow of Duadon, Gaoler’s Keys, Jewelled Mace, Copper Key, Map, Crystal Star, Shield (+2 CS), Sommerswerd, Padded Waistcoat (+2 E), Chainmail Waistcoat (+4 E) Blue Stone Triangle Pendant, Diamond, Ornate Silver Key, Dagger of Vashna, Brass Whistle, Quiver (5 arrows)
Magnakai Rank : Kai Master Superior
Magnakai Disciplines : Weaponmastery (+3 CS in Sword, Bow, Mace), Pathmanship, Divination
Kai Disciplines : Camouflage, Animal Kinship, Tracking, Hunting, Sixth Sense, Healing, Mind Over Matter, Mindblast (+2CS), Mindshield, Weaponskill (+2 CS in Short Sword)
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