Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2021 3:34 pm
Pakrzyski, Wyzkia
Jean-Marc Courvoisier
Jean-Marc checked his map as the wagon stopped by a small town near the border. The town was guarded by multiple crossbowmen and archers, some pointing their crossbows at the wagon. Three armored men, one a bearded man with steel armor, perhaps a sheriff or a magistrate of this town, walked to the wagon.
"This town hardly gets any visitors in this part of the year, traveler," the bearded man said. 'Who are you?"
"I am a merely a warrior finding a place for these people freed from bondage to stay in before I depart for Wodzimyśl. A bounty hunter who helped me liberate these people told me of Pakrzyski" the knight said. "She recommended that town and I intend on bringing these folks to there." The bearded man looked into the wagon to see eight people looking at the man with fear. He looked back at Jean-Marc.
"This is indeed Pakrzyski and tell me more of the headhunter who helped you," the man said. Jean-Marc described the dark skinned warrior with long white hair. The man's eyes widened at her description.
"Asche? You know her," the man asked. Jean-Marc nodded.
"Briefly," he answered. "She helped me take out the Jackals and freed the people under their bondage. She went deeper into Anselm to find her bounty."
"A friend of Asche is a friend of mine," the man said as he held out his hand for a shake. "I am Sheriff Hanusz Wozniacki of Pakrzyski. You'll have to figure our suspicions, we were victims of those Jackals before, she brought some folks from one of their raids back to us. We have some places for these refugees to stay in for now, it's up to them if they want to stay and contribute to the town."
"Please stay for the night if you can," the sheriff added. "The sun is about to set and the least we could do for a wandering knight is a hot meal and a warm bed."
Enjoying a nice sleep and a hearty breakfast, Jean-Marc gave his thanks to the town for their hospitality and returned to the wagon. The refugees agreed to stay in the town and contribute whatever they can for their help and thus the knight is heading to Wodzimyśl alone.
"Take some bread, dried fruits and meats with you, good sir," the Sheriff said as he presented him a sack filled with food. "And also some money, you'll need them for the trip."
"Thank you for the town's hospitality," Jean-Marc replied. "Although as a wandering knight, I shouldn't expect payments in coins," Wozniacki shook at head.
"It's going to be around half a day's trip to Wodzimyśl and most taverns and inns in the area would generally expect payment first than any good deeds from the knight for keeping the horses in the stables," Wozniacki said. "If you managed to get to Wodzimyśl with money remaining, then feel free to donate them to a church or buy a beggar a warm meal. Let the kindness pass on."
"Very well then, thank you for your help," the knight said. The horses neighed when the command came out and the wagon started to move as the knight exited the town and into Wodzimyśl where he would soon greet his old friend.
Jean-Marc Courvoisier
Jean-Marc checked his map as the wagon stopped by a small town near the border. The town was guarded by multiple crossbowmen and archers, some pointing their crossbows at the wagon. Three armored men, one a bearded man with steel armor, perhaps a sheriff or a magistrate of this town, walked to the wagon.
"This town hardly gets any visitors in this part of the year, traveler," the bearded man said. 'Who are you?"
"I am a merely a warrior finding a place for these people freed from bondage to stay in before I depart for Wodzimyśl. A bounty hunter who helped me liberate these people told me of Pakrzyski" the knight said. "She recommended that town and I intend on bringing these folks to there." The bearded man looked into the wagon to see eight people looking at the man with fear. He looked back at Jean-Marc.
"This is indeed Pakrzyski and tell me more of the headhunter who helped you," the man said. Jean-Marc described the dark skinned warrior with long white hair. The man's eyes widened at her description.
"Asche? You know her," the man asked. Jean-Marc nodded.
"Briefly," he answered. "She helped me take out the Jackals and freed the people under their bondage. She went deeper into Anselm to find her bounty."
"A friend of Asche is a friend of mine," the man said as he held out his hand for a shake. "I am Sheriff Hanusz Wozniacki of Pakrzyski. You'll have to figure our suspicions, we were victims of those Jackals before, she brought some folks from one of their raids back to us. We have some places for these refugees to stay in for now, it's up to them if they want to stay and contribute to the town."
"Please stay for the night if you can," the sheriff added. "The sun is about to set and the least we could do for a wandering knight is a hot meal and a warm bed."
Enjoying a nice sleep and a hearty breakfast, Jean-Marc gave his thanks to the town for their hospitality and returned to the wagon. The refugees agreed to stay in the town and contribute whatever they can for their help and thus the knight is heading to Wodzimyśl alone.
"Take some bread, dried fruits and meats with you, good sir," the Sheriff said as he presented him a sack filled with food. "And also some money, you'll need them for the trip."
"Thank you for the town's hospitality," Jean-Marc replied. "Although as a wandering knight, I shouldn't expect payments in coins," Wozniacki shook at head.
"It's going to be around half a day's trip to Wodzimyśl and most taverns and inns in the area would generally expect payment first than any good deeds from the knight for keeping the horses in the stables," Wozniacki said. "If you managed to get to Wodzimyśl with money remaining, then feel free to donate them to a church or buy a beggar a warm meal. Let the kindness pass on."
"Very well then, thank you for your help," the knight said. The horses neighed when the command came out and the wagon started to move as the knight exited the town and into Wodzimyśl where he would soon greet his old friend.