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Tzara sits with the priest of Majere,
She leans in close so she is quite near.
"Can you tell me of the Pharoahs of old?"
“No. But there is a scroll engraved with gold!
I have it somewhere around this place.
Look at this mess, what a disgrace"

Averson sits with a guard all alone.
She wraps up her wounds with a slight groan.
"Tell me about the town’s fancy mayor,
Did he alway have such an undead flair?”

“No.” says the Guard, “It feels like a jest”
“But he did get a lot of shipments in chests”
So who is in charge now this Mayor is dead?
“Its Gim. The town Seargent. A real hot head!”

Nigel cuts swaths through the gnolls outside
There is nowhere they can seem to hide
He finds a guard and asks who’s in charge
Its Gim. He’s the boss. He is very large.

A huge man, bald and black he does spot.
Nigel and friends move to help him at a trot
They finish the fight with a roar of zeal
Blood spraying. in a flash of steel.

Gim asks “What are you all doing here?”
“We need help finding someone quite near.
Alvin Maxwell is the man's name”
“Ah yes. That man. Well this is a shame.

The man is a drunk and caused a disaster!
Put someone’s head right through some plaster!”
While he is distracted Gwenelda chooses
To steal from the man but here she loses

The man grabs her wrist with a yell!
“What’s this skullduggery… and this smell?
Arrest them all! They are naught but thieves!”
Nigel draws steel, adjusting his greaves.

Lioniel puts most of the guards to sleep.
When tries to escape with a mighty leap!
Gim grip is mighty, strong and firm.
Landing on her face, you’d think that she’d learn.

Nigel lunges at Gim trying to disarm
Wanting to win but not to cause harm
But this is not Gim’s first battle
He slams back causing Nigel to rattle

When tries to help the battle come to an end
But against her pointing blade Gim does defend
Lioniel leaps in to defend his protagonist
A flare of sparks in the face of the antagonist

Nigel shouts “Let us call a truce!”
Gim smirks thinking he can not let them loose
“In that case submit your weapons and armour.
Into the brig until you are calmer!”

Upon the pallets the other three do lay
Mara smoking weed all day
The guards do demand their immediate action
“Come and join the rest of your faction”

In the prison they all now sit and wait
Staring longingly at the closed iron gate
Nigel’s trepedation at raising a point
“But since we are in this terrible joint.

May I introduce you to Alvin Maxwell.
You can find him by the smell…”
Alvin tells them of the ship and the plan
if only they can get him to his boat and kinsman

Mara says “Nothing to do but wait for the morning,
so bard sing us a song to get us all yawning”
Climbing onto the prison seat,
Lizardman he sings. Its quite a feat.

No instrument, backing singers or band
and yet somehow he makes it seem quite grand,
Enough to steal the waiting guard’s attention
so Averson can steal the keys with intention

Dawn arises upon this motley crew
Alvin awakens them all with a morning spew
Gim enters through the iron gate
"Adam Woods has confirmed your fate!

You spoke true and I acted rashly
But next time do not act so brashly.
You are free to go, you should leave my town."
Mara reminds him to ask for help from the crown.

Tzara and Averson go check the Mayor’s abode
While the rest of the party head down the road
Some magical dust and a piece of fine plate
was all that was found in the mountians of freight

And onto the wagon the party did jump
Gwendela hits the pony on the rump
Into the sunrise the cart does move out
Mara still recovering from the last fallout.

She turns to Nigel and asks “What have you learnt?
If you continue on this path you’ll get us all burnt.
Half an hour and someone questioned your convictions,
We are lucky to be released from his jurisdictions."

Port Kabal awaits the arrival of our team
Can they fulfill this long awaited dream?

Part 9: Jail Birds - Revision history

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