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Ratlings of Tanglethorn Pt.16: Judgement Night

It had been a week since the last street fight with the Roaches. Afheesh had just finished guard duty, already changed out of his colors, and bopping his way to the Dancing Rat. Surprisingly, it had been an interesting day. Near the end of the shift, he had ended up in the Bronze Tankard with his squad. Not much earlier, the ratling had single-handedly helped to avoid a confrontation between his squad and a group of Moth gang members. At the Bronze Tankard Afheesh paid for the entire squad’s drinks and on top of that, he had sprung for “the good stuff”. Random Guard (the same one that started the trouble with the Moths earlier): “Haw, Haw! Didn’t know that ratlings were so RICH! Maybe next time we make your cut a little SMALLER! Haw, haw! Afheesh (pulling one of his weapons): “Oh yeah! I’ll make YOURS a little smaller!” Afheesh proceeded to try to mash the butt-spike of his troll-make weapon into the eye of the offender. The guard parried with his short-sword and their weapons locked. Sergean

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Rats of Tanglethorn Pt.7: The Tree of Woe

Afheesh shot after Wufcor who was free of his shackles, fleeing, and armed with a stolen dagger. The quickling guard tripped the fleeing canny-jack with his tail. Wufcor flopped onto his back hard with a blast of dust and dry leaves. Afheesh held the tip of his dagger to his former companion’s throat. Afheesh (kicking dirt on the prone ratling): “Drop the dagger gutter trash!” As a result, Wufcor let loose his white knuckled grip on the dagger letting it drop to the ground. Wufcor: “I surrender!” Pabst tried to move in and grapple the traitorous ratling but missed by a mile. Jennifer (to me): “You traitor! I won’t forget this!” Isis (shrugging): “Look Sis I figure he could’ve killed me at any time, so I hope he has a plan.” Pabst reluctantly surrendered under the remaining guard’s spear points and Sergeant Neek’s sword. The prisoners were shackled once again and after another hour were finally led to the Tree of Judgment. A large twisted trunk was before them that sported large thorns here and there over its

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