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Spoon arrived on Gor, and had a big urge to get away from that captain. He took the horse with him and started exploring the city. It was a large city, with a huge market. It took him 3 minutes till he discovered the first few pickpocketers.

Suddenly a few guards came out and grabbed one of the pickpocketers Spoon noticed earlier. They rushed with him to a wooden stage, where his hands were cut off.
Ouch, better not do that here I guess, Spoon thought.

Low on money Spoon decided to find himself a merchant. An elf preferably, humans weren't trustworthy if it was about gold, and neither were dwarves.
He soon found an elf who just was able to earn enough gold to get some food for himself.
Spoon sold the horse 70 coins, enough to last a while in this city he guessed. The merchant seemed happy.

With the night falling, spoon rushes to a nearby Inn, asking for a bed for the night. Spoon orders a big meal, tired of the simple boat meals he got.
After that Spoon went to bed.

"Delran, I think we should go outside and check stuff out. All this stuff about dwarven wars is confusing me... has the church been taken over by the King? Is the new Pope of Gor mad? Is it just this temple? And anyways, we still need to get provisions and I still need to get a horse..."

"Brother Meowman, go to the stables, say that you are a paladin and you need a horse. They will give you one. I will wait for you at the gates of the temple."

*Wraithish yells in pain as he wakes up from unconsciousness. He wakes up in a dark place. He then inspects his wound and after looks around, wondering where he is.*

[Can you describe the room/ place and what happened to my wound?

Also, you just had to hit me, didn't you?  >_< ]

[4 feet of wood for the door? Wow they really don't want me to escape...]

*Wraith tends to his wounds. He undoes his bandages and sees that it has been cleaned. He then bandages it up again and inspects the hut closer.
As he looks around the room, he hears Dwarven voices at the door.*

[[Might you need to say if there are any guards when I try to escape]]

*Wraithish thinks hard in the corner furthest away from the door. Then he starts yelling and screaming in pain.*

As Meowman leaves the temple, he worries about the intentions of the Halfling following him. However, he knows that, as a paladin, he can't attack someone untill he has proof of them meaning ill. And so, thinking better of trying to lose the hobbit in the allys which the halfling probably knows like the back of his hand, he instead begins a search for an inn.

[[Delran are you coming with me?]]

[[Delran we need to do things one step at a time, this is D&D, maybe we encountered some trouble at the stable master? And I was going to an inn first, so I don't know what I learned there or if I was confronted their. Or maybe the hobbit stopped me before I got their. We have to waight for Might to say what happens...]] So anyway, I was searching for an inn... Do I find one, Might?

*Wraithish stops the screaming suddenly and goes all quiet. He hears more dwarven voices at the door*

[Are there still guards outside? Is the door open or closed? Are they armed? Are my wounds healed? If not how bad are they?]

*Wraithish looks warily at them.*

"What do you want with me?"

*Wraithish takes it slowly. He unscrews the cap and sniffs it. It smells normal. He doesnt have the strength to cast 'Detect Poison' so he pretends to sip it.*

"Why are you keeping me here?"

"War? There was no war. I was chasing some kidnappers and I found their bodies dead in a clearing. Then I ended up near your village.. What were those defences?"

*Takes a sip of water*

[Uh oh... I dont like this...  =P     a 6-sided dice?]

[20 sided.]

*Shrugs* Meowman walks up to the bartender, disguising the gear of the paladin to look like a simple dwarf. "I need to find a dealer in information. Can you point one out to me?"

[I knew it was poisoned  >_<   Tell me where I wake up please]

*Spoon looks around the room and sees broken things and his backpack open on the floor.*

[You have a large bruise on your head.]

*Wraithish wakes up in a....*

[Can you describe where I wake up please?]

[Wait.... so what did that drink do and what was the point of knocking me out if I wasnt moved?]

"OK..." Meowman pulls out 7 gold coins. "Right. Here's what I want to know. What's happened to the church? What's all this about dwarf war, and why are they acting unholy on holy ground? Has it been corrupted by the king? Is the pope mad? What's happened?"

[[As in like why does the church refuse to give a horse to a servant of the life due to race and stuff]]

"My good man, that is all one question. What happened to the church? That is it. All the others are reasons or examples of what I want to know."

[Waith, There are no voices outside the door of your hut, but the door is unlocked.]

"The Church is not the Church anymore....its been broken up into a bunch of nobul run[I can't think of how to spell it 0.o] mini-churches all supposedly under the "Ter" [Popish type guy]

"Thank you sir," says Meowman, and walks out the door, leaving the man 7g richer. He procedes towards a stable with 143g still rattling in his pocket.

[Woops I didn't see this on the RP list. Sorry about that ;D Thanks Wraith! I is givin you a bonus now.]

[The wound is bandaged and sealed up.]

*Wraith opens the door to find a scene of destruction around him. Burned bodies, houses, mothers, and children all around.*

*A man meets Meowman at the stables with a warm smile and ushers him in.*

"Ahoy stranger!"