No more Sandstorms (GM)

[Sir Galahad]

The people began hacking and coughing, obvious looks of disgust and horror on their faces.

"W-what do you want to know?!"

BK would walk forward and smile.

"Well, ya see, I heard wind that you people were on a mission to retrieve a special crystal. We would like to know where it is, you see. See we were hoping you would tell us."

The group would look around at each other.

"W-we can't!"

"Oh? Why is that?"

"We don't know anything!"

BK would click his tongue and shake his head turning to Cynic.

"Why don't you tell these lads and lassies what that ol' poison is going to do to them."

[Cynic]

Cynic would turn towards them, not caring to put his gas mask back on, just letting the purple smoke drift from his mouth as he breathed out with his speech.

"It eats away at your insides, causing cell death almost immediately. First fever and sweating. Nausea and vomiting. Bloody nose, dizziness. Finally after your organs begin to fail you will be bed ridden, but unable to sleep, awake at all time feeling your body die. All the way up to the point your body spasms harshly, locking up as your lungs get filled with the blood you can't vomit because your jaw is locked shut."

[Sir Galahad]

BK would take a step back from the poison gas as Cynic described the gruesome effects. The people began to panic and cry.

"P-please! I-its not that we don't want to tell you, be we don't know! Honestly! The two that had the information you wanted are dead, he killed them for trying to run away!"

One of the men would shout pointing at the Knight, who just shrugged.

"They shouldn't have tried to run. It was foolish to think that I couldn't kill all three of them if they tried escaping to different directions at the same time."

BK would curse and kick the dirt.

"Well fuck."

Scratching his head he would turn to Cynic.

"Any other ideas?"

[Cynic]

Cynic would glance as accusations were thrown between the Knight, the people, and then BK. He'd settle his red eyes on the person yelling at them.

"Which cart was theirs? Where are their personal effects? Journals? trunks? Anything."

[Sir Galahad]

Before the yelling man could answer a bandit call out.

"Hey boss, found something!"

The bandit would rush over to BK and Cynic. In his hands was a map, on the map would be a location circled in red. It was about a days journey, on foot, away from their current location. BK took the map and slapped it with the back of his hand. Turning to Cynic.

"How much you wanna bet that's where we'll find this thing?"

[Cynic]

Cynic would turn towards the people and his eyes would narrow.

"Not a single one of you, worked with these other two. No one saw anything, understands the map? This was your expedition, what is in the red circle?"

Cynic would take the map and hold it out so they could see from a distance.

"What is it?"

[Sir Galahad]

"Th-thats where we are heading to acquire the item we were hired to recover."

One of the ladies would say between sobs.

[Cynic]

Cynic would hand the map back to BK and point at the woman.

"Separate her from the rest. She gets the cure."

He'd look at BK from the corner of his eyes.

"If it isn't the stone, then what were you sent to recover?"

[Sir Galahad]

"W-we were t-told that it was 'an item of great renown and reward' and that we would be able to live the rest of our lives happily, that even our children's children would want for nothing..."

She would manage to squeak out.

[Cynic]

Cynic would put his gas mask back on and close his eyes thinking it over. He would look at BK after a few moments.

"What do you think?"

He ignored the sobbing woman for the time being. For a moment Cynic wondered if Rose would make it back in time to keep these people from dieing. He knew it took the citizens of Dirt a long time to die from his poison, but they were very hardy and tenacious. These people seemed... Weak.

[Sir Galahad]

BK shrugged.

"Personally I would go check it out. But your the little big man's right hand and at your arrival this stopped being my operation. So up to you. Boss."

[Cynic]

Cynic would fold his arms and move closer to BK, since there was no danger of poisoning him at this point.

"How good are your bandits at dress up and pretend?"

[Sir Galahad]

BK scratched his head.

"My scouts are good at blending in, don't you remember? When they slipped into Dirt I was told that a few of them spoke with you and the girl directly without getting caught."

He shook his head, that was either a testament to his scouts skills... or it said a LOT about the people he found himself working for.

"Why do you ask?"

[Cynic]

Cynic tilts his head not knowing what BK was talking about, but went ahead and shared his idea.

"I'll need you and your scouts. We go get the thing from the red circle, we act like the caravan and take it to the person that hired them, then take the reward as well. Then we have both the things."

[Sir Galahad]

BK nodded.

"I like it!"

He would whistle to get the bandits attention.

"Scouts, get ready for an infiltration mission. The rest of you get these wagons and gear back into place! MOVE IT!"

They all rushed to do as they were told. When the preparations were complete he would turn to Cynic, ready when you are.