Pvp Campaign, Section 1. Spyro’s Party

The front guard speaks up. "Are you unarmed?"

 

As a show of good faith, I take the knife from my boot and drop it in the sand in front of me.

 

I hold my hand up, preparing to cast either Command or Dominate Person.

 

Guard: "Very well. Approach traveler, we mean no harm. Pick up your knife, you don't want to loose it in the sand."

Taking the knife out of your boot was a really good idea. If you didn't, they would not have noticed it. But showing it made you even more trustworthy.

 

I take it, brush off the sand, and tuck it into my robe.

Natasha: "Thank you for your trust. I'm afraid I have become stranded in this horrid wasteland, with only my most loyal bodyguards. A sandstorm brews to the south, and we are fearful for our lives."

 

Guard: "Fear not the storm to the south. It's called the Storm of Titan. None who go in make it out, but the storm also never moves from it's post. Where are your loyal guards you speak of?"

 

Anafenza steps forward.
Anafenza: "About... here."

 

"Just behind me. We feared that their weapons would give the wrong impression."

I turn around and beckon.

"Come forward! We are safe!"

 

The guard nods

 

I come forward.

Raedurg: "We are glad to have found people who are not our enemy, and it's a relief that the storm will not chase us."

 

@SPYROHAWK ?

 

Sorry I was waiting for Florfy’s respond but didn’t get the notification

Guard: “Please, come. You should meet someone.”

 

Natasha (to dwarves): "Well? Come on."

I follow the guard.

 

I follow.

 

I follow.

 

The guard leads you into the second caravan. It’s bigger inside than expected. A man in purple robs sits cross legged on the floor, pouring some tea

 

Anafenza: "Hello."

 

The man smiles and holds out a cup

He’s sitting on a cushion on the floor, next to a very low table. Other cushions are laying around, and he motions for you to grab one and sit

 

I take a seat.

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@Aarakocra

Spoiler: Telepathy to Anafenza

"Do we tell them our true tale? I am a poor liar, but I suspect that if we tell the truth we will be denounced as mad."