Our protagonists in this bit are Vashniir Vaughn and Jiraan Oraph, unknowing that they are actually long-lost brothers.
The antagonist is Leon Sharpe, leader of the slave-holders.

It's Night.
In an indoor holding cell.
There is one obvious exit: out
Jiraan, Tuswal, and Rehek.

Jiraan Oraph.
He is a well-muscled red-eyed male human.
The years of hard work and weathering are apparent on his skin. He has multiple scars
all over his body and tough callouses covering his hands. His eyes seem devoid of any emotion.
He has scars on his left cheek, right arm, forehead, left hand and right foot.
He has red eyes.
He has long brown hair and a very short brown beard.
He is tall and muscular for a human.
He looks coarse.

Jiraan whispers quietly in Common: Alright, you guys. I've met with Vashniir, and we've decided it's high time got out
of this hellhole. I assume you're both in?
Tuswal raises his hand.
Rehek nods firmly.
Jiraan whispers quietly in Common: Excellent. If you would outline the plan to them with this, Vashniir?
Jiraan gives you a rough map.
You whisper in a hushed tone in Common: This is how it will go. First of all, we can't exactly overturn an entire slave
encampment without our weapons. Now, there's a supply tent here.
You point out a certain spot on your map.
You whisper in a hushed tone in Common: This is our first priority. With any luck they should keep a fair amount of
weaponry there, along with food and supplies. We'll take as much as we can carry before we hit the rest of the cells.
Any questions?
Rehek murmurs in Common: Understood.
Tuswal shakes his head in disagreement.
You whisper in a hushed tone in Common: Excellent. Now, once we have everything we can use, we'll continue east and free
as many of the other captives as we can. As we make our way east, we'll eventually come to the temporary port they have
set up. We'll comandeer one of the ships and get ourselves out of here. Rehek, you know what to do.
Rehek nods.
Rehek deftly works on his pair of iron handcuffs.
You hear a click as Rehek freed himself from the handcuffs.
You whisper in a hushed tone in Common: Now, free the rest of us and let's get started.

It's Night.
In a clearing outside of a temporary camp.
There are two obvious exits: east, tent
There is an extremely large tent pitched here.
Jiraan, Tuswal, and Rehek.
Jiraan peeks into the tent.
Jiraan whispers to you in Common: One guard. Watch my back.
You nod.
Jiraan starts to sneak tent.
You are looking around for a possibility to sneak tent.
You notice Jiraan sneaking out tent.
You think you found a good chance to sneak tent.
In a supply tent.
There's not much to speak of here except a huge pile of weapons and armours in one corner.
There is one obvious exit: out
Jiiran and a rude stocky male dwarf.
With an expressionless face, Jiraan slips behind the rule stocky male dwarf and positions his hands on either side of his
face.
With a deft movement Jiraan moves his hands and snaps the rude stocky male dwarf's neck.
You tell Jiraan in Common: Remind me not to get on your bad side.
Jiraan tells you in Common: No promises.
Jiraan smirks.
You grin at Jiraan.
Jiraan shouts in Common: All clear!
Rehek stomps in from out.
Tuswal gracefully enters from out.
Tuswal shifts through the pile.
Tuswal whispers in Common: Jackpot.
Tuswal smiles broadly.
Jiraan whispers quietly in Common: Alright, everyone take what you need. I'll carry some supplies for the others.

Vashniir Vaughn.
You are wearing a left plate gauntlet, a left plate boot, an iron platemail, a pair of leg-plates, a leather belt
with one scabbard attached to it, a right plate boot and a right plate gauntlet.
With an elegant movement, you sheathe your flamberge into the scabbard.

Jiraan Oraph.
He is wearing a left chain gauntlet, a left chain boot, a medium chainmail, a pair of chain-leggings, a leahter belt
sheath attached to it, a right chain boot and a right chain gauntlet.
With an elegant movement, Jiraan sheathes his short steel axe into the sheath.

Jiraan signals to move out.

The small group uses guerilla tactics to slip throughout the camp and successfully free every other prisoner.

Jiraan yells out in Common: Alright men, this is it, our day of liberation! Today is the day we break free!
Today is the day we throw off these shackles of the bastards that imprisoned us and crush them as twigs beneath
our boots!
An uproar rises from the crowd.
You shout in Common: There is a single ship in the eastern port, big enough to carry each and every one of us!
However! We can not afford to let more than a few of you die, so I need you all to do your best to stay alive!
We need all the help we can get sailing this ship! On Jiraan's command, we will raid the ship and take the freedom
that is rightfully ours by force! Understood?!
A raucous cry of 'understood' rises from the crowd.

You thrust your flamberge at the tall gaunt male elf and cut deep into his head, down to the bone.
You pierce with your flamberge into the tall gaunt male elf's head and split his skull.
The tall gaunt male elf died.
On a great ship.
A massive wooden ship with great white sails. It is covered in blood and corpses.
Suddenly a towering muscular male human bursts out of a nearby cabin.
The towering muscular male human shouts in Common: WHO IS THIS WHO HAS SLAIN MY FINEST MEN?!
You step forward.
Jiraan steps forward.
For a moment the towering muscular male human looks ready to explode, but his demeanor suddenly changes.
The towering muscular male human grumbles in Common: You two, I know you. If both of you will step into my cabin,
I'm sure we can negotiate something.
The towering muscular male human motions to his cabin door.
The towering muscular male human leaves cabin.
Jiraan leaves cabin.
You travel a short distance into the cabin.
In the captain's quarters.
This room is perfectly neat and unalike to the pile of corpses outside. It is probably the
nicest cabin on the ship and is fairly well lit with plenty of candles.
There is one obvious exit: out
The towering muscular male human moves over to the door and locks it.
The towering muscular male human grumbles heartily in Common: Well well. I am Leon Sharp, captain of this fine
ship.

Leon Sharpe.
He is an extremely tall and well-muscled man, with shocking white hair and one eye missing.
He has golden eyes.
He has extremely long white hair and a clean shaven chin.
He is very tall and muscular for a human.
He looks hideous.

Leon grumbles heartily in Common: I assume you are Vashniir and Jiraan.
Jiraan looks startled.
You speak clearly in Common: How did you know our names?
Leon grumbles heartily in Common: I've been watching you, and I've noticed that you have a couple of the strongest
arms here, stronger than most of the men that...were...in my crew. I want to make you a deal. I'll let you two and all
your little friends help work my ship. In return, I'll grant you your lives and treat you like kings!
Jiraan says gruffly in Common: I think not. We're going home, or anywhere we can make residence. Anywhere is better than
this ship with a bag of scum such as you.
You step up to Jiraan.
You speak clearly in Common: I agree in full.
Leon's demeanor changes again. He looks as angry as ever.
Leon growls angrily in Common: You fools will regret your impudence in the afterlife.
Leon reaches up and grabs a silver spear from its hanging place on the wall.
With a smooth movement, you draw a flamberge from the scabbard and twirl it in your hands.
With a smooth movement, Jiraan draws a short steel axe from the sheath and twirls it in his hands.
Leon balances his spear and thrusts it with all his might towards Jiraan, but he manages to parry the strike.
Jiraan swings his short steel axe at Leon, but he dodges the attack with a swift move of his body.
You thrust your flamberge at Leon but he dodges your attack with a jump backwards.

This battle drags on for hours on end with no hits from either side. Both protagonists are worn out, but Leon appears
as alert as when the battle began.

Leon growls in Common: You're both worn out. You can give up now; it just so happens that my offer still stands.
You murmur tiredly in Common: Not a chance.
Leon frowns.
Leon grumbles in Common: Have it your way.
Leon thrusts his spear at Jiraan's right leg and drills deep into his right leg, causing a nasty, deep wound.
Leon pierces his spear deep into Jiraan's leg and causes an awfully bleeding, open wound.
Jiraan screams loudly!
You shout in Common: Jiraan!
Leon asks in Common: You see? This is what happens when you cross me. I'll give you one last chance. Join me, or die.
You speak clearly in Common: Never.
Jiraan looks at you.
You nod firmly to Jiraan.
Jiraan nods firmly to you.
You suddenly leap forward and swing your flamberge horizontally at Leon. As he jumps backwards to avoid the attack, he
bumps right into Jiraan.
Jiraan swings his short steel axe at Leon's neck and cuts deep into his neck, down to the bone.
Jiraan hacks with his axe deep into Leon's neck and cuts off his head.
Leon died.
You begin to aid Jiraan.
You bandage Jiraan's wounds.
You speak clearly in Common: Now, let's get out of here.
You smash down the wooden door with a tremendous blow of your flamberge.

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