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SAM: That’s who we’re looking for. |
ASHLY: And they are the rival family of the folks |
that employ the Iron Shepherds. |
SAM: That seems like where we should go, because |
the Iron Sheps won’t be there to poke around and |
find us. |
LIAM: That is correct. |
MARISHA: What is the name of that place again? |
ASHLY, LIAM, and SAM: The Landlocked Lady. |
ASHLY: The proprietor is kind of a skeeze ball, as |
you would imagine. Not necessarily the most |
trustworthy guy, but it is run by the Marduns. So |
of the safe places in the town, that’s probably up there. |
LIAM: Are you still laying across the back of a |
horse or have you pulled yourself up? |
ASHLY: I have a little opening that I made for |
myself. |
(laughter) |
ASHLY: It’s just my face with a cigarette still. |
MATT: This little– |
SAM: Our horse is smoking. |
MARISHA: Amazing. |
SAM: I vote Landlocked Lady. |
LIAM: Of course. |
MARISHA: (muffled) I agree. |
SAM and MATT: All right. |
SAM: Lead us there with smoke signals. |
ASHLY: That way. |
MATT: A short ride you eventually hit the outside |
of this township. Walking into the main street, |
you can see they’re slick with mud and dirty snow. |
Ragged peasants clutter the alleyways, looking |
your way with hands extended for some sort of alms |
they’re hoping to find. |
LIAM: (spits) |
SAM: Ugh, gross. |
MATT: An emaciated dog growls at you from a nearby |
doorstep and then darts off down the road behind |
where you passed. A wagon appears stuck in the mud |
as you pass it, rough-looking folk tugging at it |
and stopping to stare you down as you slowly move |
past. They continue their work. You nearly step |
over someone with your horse who appears to be |
passed out, face down in a patch of dirty snow. A |
bit of crimson rests at their side. They’re not |
moving. As you circle around them you watch as two |
rough-looking fellows in hide clad armor come and |
inspect him. As you glance over your shoulder, you |
watch as they rummage through his pockets, lift up |
his not moving body and dump him in one of the |
nearby alleys and keep on walking. You see no |
Crownsguard. |
SAM: Oh man. |
MATT: This is the first town any of you have been |
in that has no watch. No law keepers. The road |
doesn’t go far north from where you enter as most |
of the town is this long stretched bar, so within |
15 minutes you’ve hit the plaza. The central plaza |
to the town that you know as the Clover Plaza. You |
see log benches dotting the open area, while a |
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