Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150816180208/@comment-5583506-20150819222148

The captain nodded at Scav's clue.

"So, please, captain", pleaded Buford. "Put me behind bars or whatever you want, but do not leave me out here. I am... I am scared."

Vemirius motioned for him to be silent. "What did this creature look like?"

Buford trembled and kept his arms up, genuinely terrified. He threw some paranoid glances over his shoulder every now and then. "It was... big... perhaps two or three heads bigger than yourself, captain. Its body was as thick as an oaken trunk. It was cloaked. Yes. It was wearing one of those long, hooded robes."

His facial expression was visibly vexed by what he remembered. "Oh, Gods... That hand... I will never forget that hand... The claws were as long and as sharp as short swords. And its breath... By the Gods! The breath! I... I..."

"I understand", said Vemirius, cutting him short from having a seisure. "But you didn't see its face?"

Buford shook his head. "No, captain. I... I bet that if I had, I wouldn't be alive. So please, take me back to a cell. Get me as far away from here as possible."

"I will gladly grant you your request", said Vemirius. "But before that I have one final question: Where did it come from?"

"F-further up the abandoned road", stuttered the smuggler and nodded with his head in the direction. "North-east of here. I... I think it lives out there... When my crew and I were out camping here for the last few days we heard inhumane sounds coming from the darkness out there. And now... they are all dead..."

"Thank you for your time, lad", said Vemirius and signaled to two of his men to shackle Buford. "Take him back to the Leyawiin dungeon. The rest of us will continue to scout ahead. Hopefully, we will find if there is some truth to this story."

"You don't know what you are dealing with, captain!" said Buford before the guards dragged him away. "That thing wasn't human!"

Vemirius shot a stare at Scav. "Did you hear that?" he said. "I have known Buford for a long time due to my many arrests of him. I know how he works. I can spot his lies from far away. But his expression... The look in his eyes... He wasn't lying. And whatever there is out there that could possibly scare Buford the Hatchet, we should all remain on our guard."