No more Sandstorms (GM)

[Cynic]

Cynic is patrolling once more the Territory of Dirt, taking a Knight with him for back up. Carrying the spear he jacked from the attack he was heading out of the territories border to check a traveling caravan the Bandits stopped. He wasn't expecting to find much, but if the Bandits stopped them, they probably had something useful for Dirt. Cynic would go to claim Dirt's portion of whatever they were transporting.

[Sir Galahad]

The caravan in this particular instance didn't seem to have much food, or water, or resources... or really anything. It was just a couple of wagons with a hand-full of people between in them. In fact the only things they had on them was enough supplies for traveling. But it was hardly enough to call a 'worthy' plunder... However, what Cynic might find most intriguing was the presence of the Bandit King, who had started instructing people to call him BK so that it didn't upset the whiny baby king Elias. BK would be searching one of the carts personally.

[Cynic]

Cynic would turn to the Knight.

"Look, people isn't really my thing. Instruct these people to move to Dirt, they are now citizens of our territory. If anyone gets out of line kill them. I know it's dumb, just do it."

The knight wouldn't get a chance to respond before Cynic walked over tot he cart with BK.

"What would attract, Bandit King himself to a menial search job?"

[Sir Galahad]

The Knight would nod his head as he went to proceed with his orders. (Three didn't make it back to dirt)

BK however, hearing a familiar voice would poke his head out of the wagon he was in. Smiling he would wave.

"AH! Hey there Poison boy! Gimme just a minute."

He would say as climbed out of the wagon. Which, despite being inanimate seemed to sigh with relief as the giant of a man got out of it. BK would walk over to Cynic and slap a big meaty hand on his back.

"To answer question lad, I first have to ask you something."

Then he would stare Cynic in the eyes.

"Have you ever heard of the four elemental Qi crystals?"

[Cynic]

Cynic would watch the cart move and groan as the large man stepped off. He waited patiently tapping his foot before hunching forward from the slap, the physical contact making his eyes narrow, and the pain making him breath through his teeth under the gas mask. Rolling his shoulder at the notion of elemental Qi crystals.

"Heard of sure. Know anything about, no."

[Sir Galahad]

BK would laugh boisterously.

"That makes two of us. Well, I got word from my scouts that this caravan here was on an expedition to recover one. So, I came personally to make sure troops didn't do anything stupid like kill the caravaners or send them away before I could-"

BK looked around for a moment. To see them gone.

"Where are the caravaners? I still needed to interrogate them..."

[Cynic]

Cynic would stare with his red eyes from under his hood, though he had to look up to look the man in the face so it didn't protect his pale skin all that good.

"They are citizens of Dirt now. Others will return shortly to recover the caravan its self."

[Sir Galahad]

BK would face palm so hard some of the bandits would wince.

"The bloody king is dolt. I hope you know that."

BK would begin to pace. Back and forth. He would then snap his fingers.

"Men, search the wagons, see if you can find anything."

BK would continue to pace shaking his head and mumbling about idiocracy.

[Cynic]

Cynic would stare at the pacing man.

"I can't argue, but orders are orders."

He thought for a moment.

"I could always have the children bound and gagged hanging over a pit of pointy sticks and ask the rest to answer my questions and every time they refuse, drop one of the kids into the pit."

[Sir Galahad]

BK would stop and turn to Cynic.

"Twisted. I like it, unfortunately this was an excavation group, they didn't have any children with them."

[Cynic]

Well there goes that idea.

"I could poison the whole group and offer the cure to anyone who gives up the information."

Cynic ponders with a hand at the chin piece of his mask.

[Sir Galahad]

"Oooohhh... that I like!"

BK would say laughing.

[Cynic]

Cynic nods and begins walking back towards Dirt. He left out the part where there is no cure.

[Sir Galahad]

Cynic would make it back to the group of people! With the Knight still with them.

[Cynic]

Cynic would have the Knight help lead the people back out to BK and have them put on their knee's. Pulling his mask off Cynic would bellow out a cloud of poisonous gas, keeping ti contained to the group, while speaking.

"You are all now poisoned. The effects should be kicking in shortly, and eventually it will kill you. Tell us what we want to know, and you will receive the cure."

Poisonous Breath Blast - Cynic takes in a deep inhale before directionally blowing a wave of poisonous gas in a cone in front of him that does 1/4 his energy in damage to a targets Def and Per.