Redblade began to reflect on that. Maybe it would have been a good idea for the fact that Piper had not seen him without his mask before, but!.... He was already unmasked by the Sentinels and walked down the streets in public who now know who he was and someone within that crowd may just be linked to Piper and ruin that whole plan. He decided against it, but didn't want to close that option.
Heh! These Sentinels are nothing. I'm not surprised that they haven't been able to catch this Piper guy.
GM NOTE:: Redblade is a known felon and escaped criminal. This can and should effect all interactions with certain people that would be aware of his status. Especially the Sentinels.
"I fought the law and then I was broken out... Is that a bad thing?"
Redblade got up and headed back to his corner to lay down and get some shut-eye. Who knows when the guards would come back for him.
GM NOTE:: Redblade is a known felon and escaped criminal. This can and should effect all interactions with certain people that would be aware of his status. Especially the Sentinels.
"I fought the law and then I was broken out... Is that a bad thing?"
::Actually the guards come back for you three times a day over the next several days. They bring food for you and the other prisoners. Meager portions of stale bread and hard cheese along with a cup of water.
You notice that you're trays are always a bit less full than the rest. You DEFINATELY notice that while others are being allowed time out in "the yard", you are never removed from your cell.
If you try to voice any complaints in regards to your treatment, they seem to fall on deaf ears. The only response being stern looks, bordering on hate. You did, after all, injure their bretheren...
The only person seeming to receive worse treatment then you, is the guy in the cell next to you. You never see them deliver food to his cell, nor acknowledge him in any way. You might be concerned, as you have not heard from him since that first day...::
With the days passing by, there was a little hatred growing within Redblade against these Sentinels. He was starting to regret having not hurt those guards a little more if they were going to treat him this way anyways. Prison does tend to cloud the mind some, especially after not having any loved ones come by to visit, which Redblade did not have in the first place.
It was now concerning that his "companion" was not getting any food at all, and well being that Redblade had nobody else in his life to call friend, he began to worry about him.
Hey mate! You still here?
GM NOTE:: Redblade is a known felon and escaped criminal. This can and should effect all interactions with certain people that would be aware of his status. Especially the Sentinels.
"I fought the law and then I was broken out... Is that a bad thing?"
However, the door that lead to the rooms beyond the cells, and freedom beyond that opened. Taking a slow pace down to your cell walks a Sentinel. His plate is older than the others, he is short, with a balding head and a potbelly on a stocky frame. Had you ever spent time near the docks at night, you would recognize him as one of the guards found in that area.
He stops before your cell and looks you over with a scowl.::
"Prisoner 64281. Please turn around and back against the bars."
::As he speaks, he draws a set of manacles from his belt and begins to open them.::
The warven slowly did as he was told. Not doing as the guards commanded usually ended up bad and still forced to do whatever it was either way. While he turned around he decided to ask the guard about the other prisoner.
What happened to the prisoner that was in the next cell?
GM NOTE:: Redblade is a known felon and escaped criminal. This can and should effect all interactions with certain people that would be aware of his status. Especially the Sentinels.
"I fought the law and then I was broken out... Is that a bad thing?"
Shows just how smart you Beastmen are. There hasn't been anyone in that cell for months."
::Kaur places the manacles on you with a sneer. As soon as they click in place, you feel...odd...like whatever connect you felt to your magic was draw away and held just out of reach.
Once in place, Kaur opens the cell door and steps back.::
"PRISONER 64281! READY FOR TRANSPORT!"
::Another voice calls back from the room beyond.::
"CONFIRMED! PRISONER 64281, READY FOR TRANSPORT! BRING HIM OUT!"
::Kaur pulls you from the cell by your arm and steps back to allow you to go first.::
That felt weird. It was definitely something he had never felt before. What could these manacles have to take away his magic? Better yet, what did he mean by there was no one in the cell next to him, if he remembered clearly he had spoken to someone the first day he was there. Was he losing his mind having not seen the sun in days? So much confusion in his head made him feel ill to his stomache. He begins to walk slolwy out of his cell towards the the stairs.
Where are you taking me?
GM NOTE:: Redblade is a known felon and escaped criminal. This can and should effect all interactions with certain people that would be aware of his status. Especially the Sentinels.
"I fought the law and then I was broken out... Is that a bad thing?"
::Stepping through the door, Redblade sees the same officer that addressed him when he arrived. He looks from you to Kaur, before passing the latter a roll of parchment.::
"See our friend here to his new home, Rufus. He shouldn't be able to give you any trouble with those cuffs on. Just stick to the route we discussed so the guard can keep an eye on you and check in on your progress."
"Aye, sir."
::With an only slightly less rough shove than what he had done out of sight of his superior, Rufus Kaur directs you towards the door and the sun beyond...::
Redblade squints his eyes as he lowers his head and raises his cuffed arms up to cover them from the sun light. It had been too long and he had to adjust his eyes again. Barely seeing where he was going, he only kept moving his feet and walking towards where ever the guard kept pushing him.
What new home was he talking about?
GM NOTE:: Redblade is a known felon and escaped criminal. This can and should effect all interactions with certain people that would be aware of his status. Especially the Sentinels.
"I fought the law and then I was broken out... Is that a bad thing?"
You think we keep all the crooks in one place? Scum like you we send off to the labor camps so you can give something back to the town for a change."
::He leads you out of the gate and begins to direct you through the streets. Gurads in purple cloaks are evenly spaced on the path he takes so that as one is fading out of view behind, another one is being to come into view ahead.::
Being considered a crook now, Redblade was really getting tired of these cocky guards. He bet if the chains were off and the guard didn't have all of his friends behind him, he wouldn't act so tough. Trying to look around to see how many guards in total it took to transport him to their destination, Redblade looked around to count them.
GM NOTE:: Redblade is a known felon and escaped criminal. This can and should effect all interactions with certain people that would be aware of his status. Especially the Sentinels.
"I fought the law and then I was broken out... Is that a bad thing?"
::His own personal escort consisted of just the one older man that looked to have gone to seed, and was sour for it among other things. Redblade could count the number of guards they passed, if he wished. However it seemed of little import as none of the ones they passed broke off to follow. They only stood patiently and watched as they passed on their way to the next checkpoint. He did notice they all were dressed in their highly cared for armor with full helms and purple cloaks.
As they made their way through town, they passed a guard as was the usual and continued on down the street before coming to the next one.
He was standing in his full helm and cloak like the rest at the opening to a side alley. That was not what was out of place, as you had taken alleys before on this path. However, you had passed enough now to know the timing and placement they should be in, and this one seemed a bit...early. The armor beneath his cloak also did not reflect the sun quite like the others.
Reguardless, without a moments hesitation Kaur turned to lead you down the alley...::