h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

fionchadd; perhaps we should send him back with a message to whoever hired him?
*looks pointedly at the wrench*
however, it would do better if it was visible i think.

[Zid] Does that mean what I think it does?
[Thief] Oh please no!

[Eric]you intend to brand or mutilate him?

[Armond] I recommend against that, if so.

[Zid] Well this is a "wrench". It's designed to twist-
[Thief] Ahh!
[Zid] -nuts-
[Thief] Ahh!!
[Zid] -off!
[Thief] AAAHHHH!!!!!

#Eric, sympathising with the man#

[Eric]Is that really necessary?. The mere sight of what your doing makes my eyes water

[Armond] Oh, come on, let's just keep going.

[Lampwick] Yeah. If it's mandatory to the plot, we'll find out at some point anyway.

[Wist]
Good idea, we don't want to miss supper at the palace

We can drop this idiot off with the palace guard on the way, i'm sure they'll be able to do something with him.
*indicates thief/bountyhunter*

fionchadd; i didnt mean anything permenantly disfiguring, just something that would last long enough for whoever sent him to see that we are not pleased.

[Eric]Here...

#bounds the guy with some rope in his pack while leaving so length of rope to drag him along by#

[Eric]Lets get going

*fionchadd follows, trying to ignore the yelps of the thief as he bounces over the rocks.*

[Aituár]

*follows the others, still looking grim, wondering if not one of the bandits might possibly have gotten away while the fighting was going on*

[Wist]
*Glances around with interest as they pass rows of houses, getting larger and more ornate the closer they get to the palace.
Fine intricate stonework leading to large overhanging balconies, draped in vines and literally riddled with hand and foot holds.*
*fingers start to twitch in anticipation*

#Eric sees where wist is looking and his obvious anticipation#

[Eric]You can come back for thoes if you dare, we have other things to do

[A girl wearing generic FF White Mage robes is running towards them; she isn't looking where she's going and collides with Fionchadd. It soon becomes obvious what she was running from: another gang of thieves.]

[Armond] Oh bugger.

[Wist]We'll never get there at this rate, what is it with these people?

*reaches into his cloak, withdraws a handful of pointed jacks and flings them into the path of the approaching thieves
then proceedes to pull out a couple of knives*
That should slow them down a bit *evil grin*

jacks - metal, four points, one always pointing upwards no matter which way it falls

[Eric]Now where are all these b******ds coming from?

[Aituár]

*slides her quiver down from her shoulder to her hip*

Should we spare one of these too - what do you say?

*starts shooting arrows at the gang with remarkable speed and accuracy*

[Wist]*Mumbles under breath*
wow, remind me never to get on her bad side
*settles in to watch the show*

fionchadd tries to get some sense out of the girl. She is trembling, and her eyes are wide with fear.