Abduction in Edoras RPG

[Firefoot]

Haleth’s initial annoyance with the man had subsided, and he wished now that he had not been quite so rough. After all, the man had come now, and that was the important bit. Now they could actually move on to finding Linduial – and he would have something more to report to the queen than “no progress”.

“Peace, man,” he said, realizing that the panicked man had never given his name. “What is done is done, and while I wish you had come forward earlier, that cannot be changed. We will see that neither you nor your family comes to harm because of your service to us and the queen; indeed, you shall be rewarded handsomely should your information prove correct. Now, your name, please?”

“Torim, m’lord.”

“Now, Torim, could you describe Sorn and the men who were with him?” Haleth probed.

Torim seemed to seize up again at the mention of Sorn, but spoke in a reasonably steady voice, telling them first of Sorn, then of a thin, average height man with short blonde hair, and finally of a sturdy blonde man who he seemed to recall had a mustache.

Haleth nodded. “Your help is very much appreciated.” He looked to the others. “Can any of you think of anything else?”