Sheriff Reagan Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Average to Above Average Height
Average build
White hair
Caucasian
Dashing
Clothes and Equipment: Zebra print Stetson hat, White jacket with leopard print upper torso and sleeves, Leopard print scarf, 5-point star badge, black trousers, Spurs on boots
Wand, Lasso
Registered: Oct 17, 2016 12:06:57 GMT -8
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Post by Sheriff Reagan Fletcher on Jan 4, 2017 19:08:19 GMT -8
There was a loud banging noise coming from behind the jail, "Back away from the cage boys, this thing is still dangerous. We'll get this one moved to Fort Goulding in just a minute, I gotta check some things."
Reagan walks around to find Urist. "Oh Howdy! Welcome to Fletcher."
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Sheriff Reagan Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Average to Above Average Height
Average build
White hair
Caucasian
Dashing
Clothes and Equipment: Zebra print Stetson hat, White jacket with leopard print upper torso and sleeves, Leopard print scarf, 5-point star badge, black trousers, Spurs on boots
Wand, Lasso
Registered: Oct 17, 2016 12:06:57 GMT -8
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Post by Sheriff Reagan Fletcher on Oct 30, 2017 9:55:47 GMT -8
( Durgash Medus) =Continued from Azure Steppes= Durgash and Medus were lead into the town of Fletcher by the Sheriff. On the way through some of the townsfolk watched the Orc and the Metalman with interest. The Sheriff gave a quick tour as they reached the Roundabout in the town centre, first pointing to the statue of another cowboy that looked similar to Reagan Fletcher but more muscular and wore a messed up looking hat that looked like it had been stomped on a few times. "Right there's the statue of my brother, Rip Fletcher, whom the town was named after. And over there is Big Bang Saloon, the local watering hole." Once in they got into the jailhouse, Sheriff Fletcher opened up a jail cell for the bandits to be thrown into. The time was then taken to get a record of what happened out in the Steppes so that a more accurate trial could be given to the bandits later. "What brings you two out here to the frontier? Looking for adventure? There's plenty out here." Reagan removed the white stick from his mouth and throws it in the waste bin next to his desk. He then opens up a container full of colourful lollipops and replaces the previous one. Suckers were his way of getting over his tobacco addiction. The sheriff holds out the container to his guests, "Want a sucker?"
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Medus
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 46
Physical Description: Medus stands seven feet tall. His features are obscured by the three tons of metal adorning his body.
Clothes and Equipment: Medus wears a thick suit of plate mail, composed of some unfamiliar metal and a pair of heavy gauntlets. He does his absolute best to keep his exposed surface to a minimum, thereby reducing the chance of accidental transmutation.
Registered: Sept 23, 2017 16:41:36 GMT -8
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Post by Medus on Oct 31, 2017 10:41:07 GMT -8
Medus sets down the bar with the bandits in the cell. Without much visible effort, he unwinds the steel rope from around them, allowing them freedom of movement within the cell again.
After politely declining the offered candy, Medus speaks.
"Here to assist at fort."
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Deleted
Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 4:37:53 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2017 12:01:22 GMT -8
Glancing at the lollipops in confusion, Durgash confesses: "Durgash... not know what that is." He then takes a few steps towards the sheriff, and looks into their eyes. "What you do with bandit? Durgash not know bandit, but as orc, Durgash kill puny creatures. They try kill Durgash, Durgash kill them. Human understands?" Saying this, he looks to the Sheriff Reagan Fletcher with curiosity and to the prisoners with hostility.
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Sheriff Reagan Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Average to Above Average Height
Average build
White hair
Caucasian
Dashing
Clothes and Equipment: Zebra print Stetson hat, White jacket with leopard print upper torso and sleeves, Leopard print scarf, 5-point star badge, black trousers, Spurs on boots
Wand, Lasso
Registered: Oct 17, 2016 12:06:57 GMT -8
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Post by Sheriff Reagan Fletcher on Oct 31, 2017 14:58:05 GMT -8
"Ah, you're going to Fort Goulding. You must be from the Heroes' Guild. The road southeast leads to the fort. As for these bandits...They'll be put on trial and will be punished depending on the crimes each is guilty of."
Reagan checks the lawbook and begins to interpret what punishments should be enacted based on the bounties each bandit accrued. He first points to the ringleader of the group as he names the punishments. "You're crimes have earned you an execution. The rest of you are to receive... 80 strikes. Now, what this means is, one of the boys is gonna grab a big stick and beat you with it on your back, legs or buttocks 80 times. If the stick breaks you don't have to get beat no more. There are a few ways out of this, for example, you can pay a fee to get your sentence reduced. Because of the sorry state you're already in Miss. Gnoll, you just get jail time until you recuperate."
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 4:37:53 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2017 9:04:53 GMT -8
When they had arrived, the leading goblin and the male gnoll had awoken, but the female gnoll was still out cold. She appeared to be in poorer health than the rest. They’d all known their time was coming, and now they finally got caught, except one of them. They all knew better than to try and escape now, that’d only get them even further in trouble, or killed. As they were placed inside, as expected, they all complied and the unconscious one was laid flat on the ground.
Execution? The goblin knew he was technically the leader, but he could easily blame someone else, as he spoke the best common and the rest barely knew any. They looked among each other in fear of the upcoming events.
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Medus
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 46
Physical Description: Medus stands seven feet tall. His features are obscured by the three tons of metal adorning his body.
Clothes and Equipment: Medus wears a thick suit of plate mail, composed of some unfamiliar metal and a pair of heavy gauntlets. He does his absolute best to keep his exposed surface to a minimum, thereby reducing the chance of accidental transmutation.
Registered: Sept 23, 2017 16:41:36 GMT -8
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Post by Medus on Nov 15, 2017 18:44:33 GMT -8
"Execution necessary?"
Medus seems to slump slightly, then resolves himself.
"Can make painless."
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Sheriff Reagan Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Average to Above Average Height
Average build
White hair
Caucasian
Dashing
Clothes and Equipment: Zebra print Stetson hat, White jacket with leopard print upper torso and sleeves, Leopard print scarf, 5-point star badge, black trousers, Spurs on boots
Wand, Lasso
Registered: Oct 17, 2016 12:06:57 GMT -8
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Post by Sheriff Reagan Fletcher on Dec 2, 2017 16:37:05 GMT -8
"According to the law, that's the appropriate punishment for the goblin. We're mighty grateful you brought these outlaws in, but we don't normally let outsiders participate in executions. What did you have in mind, mister?"
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Medus
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 46
Physical Description: Medus stands seven feet tall. His features are obscured by the three tons of metal adorning his body.
Clothes and Equipment: Medus wears a thick suit of plate mail, composed of some unfamiliar metal and a pair of heavy gauntlets. He does his absolute best to keep his exposed surface to a minimum, thereby reducing the chance of accidental transmutation.
Registered: Sept 23, 2017 16:41:36 GMT -8
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Post by Medus on Dec 3, 2017 13:42:55 GMT -8
Medus takes a step backward, warning.
"Stand back. Dangerous."
With a slow motion, he reaches down to scoop up a small pebble. Pulling off one of his huge gauntlets, he reveals a hand that, while humanoid, is smooth and featureless, made of the same metal as his armor. Extending one finger, he brushes it against the pebble, which turns to steel instantly.
"Touch turns to metal."
He announces, smoothly putting the gauntlet back on.
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Sheriff Reagan Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Average to Above Average Height
Average build
White hair
Caucasian
Dashing
Clothes and Equipment: Zebra print Stetson hat, White jacket with leopard print upper torso and sleeves, Leopard print scarf, 5-point star badge, black trousers, Spurs on boots
Wand, Lasso
Registered: Oct 17, 2016 12:06:57 GMT -8
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Post by Sheriff Reagan Fletcher on Dec 3, 2017 22:09:29 GMT -8
Reagan keeps his distance and observes what Medus is doing. He can see that it has indeed changed into a different substance and he whistles. "Impressive talent you've got there. So... you want to make a goblin statue? Is that an instant kill?"
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Medus
Established
Roleplay posts: 17
Age: 46
Physical Description: Medus stands seven feet tall. His features are obscured by the three tons of metal adorning his body.
Clothes and Equipment: Medus wears a thick suit of plate mail, composed of some unfamiliar metal and a pair of heavy gauntlets. He does his absolute best to keep his exposed surface to a minimum, thereby reducing the chance of accidental transmutation.
Registered: Sept 23, 2017 16:41:36 GMT -8
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Post by Medus on Dec 4, 2017 5:37:20 GMT -8
"Instant. Painless."
Medus' huge frame shudders slightly.
"Hate death, but hate suffering more."
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Sheriff Reagan Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Average to Above Average Height
Average build
White hair
Caucasian
Dashing
Clothes and Equipment: Zebra print Stetson hat, White jacket with leopard print upper torso and sleeves, Leopard print scarf, 5-point star badge, black trousers, Spurs on boots
Wand, Lasso
Registered: Oct 17, 2016 12:06:57 GMT -8
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Post by Sheriff Reagan Fletcher on Dec 11, 2017 9:06:45 GMT -8
"Alrighty, we'll try it out. Let's take the goblin out back." Reagan opens the cell door and lassos the goblin to lead him out the back door to meet his fate.
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