[Royal Guard] Minor incident

[Mark \ Skonar]

On our about the afternoon of Sundas, Sun's Dusk 11, in the Year 477,
I, Arms-Sergeant Art Harlow, participated in a sting operation in order
to capture the suspected killer of merchant Resque Maessen.

Shortly after entering the BlkDragon Inn to begin the sting operation I
engaged in friendly conversation with bar staff and patrons so as to
appear inconspicuous. Shortly I spotted Corporal Kotalik and Magistrate
Brexia, whenceforth all would proceed.

The assassin in question, henceforth known as the Dark-skinned
sharp-ear bastard, entered and I approached him in a subtle manner by
yelling racist remarks at him and thus indicated that I was his
contact. As was prearranged Corporal Kotalik blocked the door and we
began a line of dobule-patter in an attempt to confuse the Dark-skinned
sharp-ear bastard, which appeared to be going quite well until the
Dark-skinned sharp-ear bastard had funny friends intervene on his
behalf with magical somethings. I tackled the Dark-skinned sharp-ear
bastard to the ground and shackled him with null magic shackles - which
I wore one half of, protecting myself from said magic -  and attempted
to render him unkon- unconsk-  unsconced at the earliest opportunity.

A great deal of magical effects took place what with magical vines and
whatnot being pulled out of the arse of the general world to attack us,
however I got him in a headlock and maintained it for quite some time.
I am not aware of all other details as I was rather busy what with the
Dark-skinned sharp-ear bastard attmepting to poke my eyes out and use
foul poison darts on me and whatnot whatnot.

Shortly an undead person of unknown origins entered and ripped the
Dark-skinned sharp-ear bastard's arm, what I had shackled, right off. I
hung on as long as I could but shortly therafter the undead person
sucked the Dark-skinned sharp-ear bastard through a portal in ihs
chest, and the Dark-skinned sharp-ear bastard kind of got sucked into
an inch-wide hole and out of my arms.

I henceforth cursed and proceeded back to the guard house with the
severed arm, which I have entered into the official record as a piece
of evidence.

I am now going to have a wash to get the blood and whatnot off and
proceed to get very bloody drunk.


Arms-Sergeant Art Harlow



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