Resolve

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Kollin Byrne
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Resolve

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Kollin had lost track of time again going over the evidence relating to the bandit raids, and more specifically the capture of their leader. The leader had not surprisingly been unhelpful, and her statements read like lessons in dwarven profanity. The only information of any value was her name, Gimna, or at least that’s what she had said it was. Kollin didn’t expect anything more out of her, and honestly he didn’t need it. The evidence told the story, at least partly.

Kollin shuffled the papers on his desk and leaned back in his chair. He stared at the door as he collected his thoughts. Everything resulting from Gimna’s capture had been positive, but something was wrong. He felt at odds with himself since he and the band of adventurers had subdued her. “Perhaps one las visit with Gimna would help.” Kollin nodded as he left his office.

As he walked towards the dungeon, he thought of all the good that had come about in the relatively short time since her capture.

Progress was being made on the coded ledger found at the scene, and the accountants were following the money as best they could. Some of her stashes had been found and confiscated, and work was being made to repay some of what was lost in the raids.

Bandit activity had been steadily returning to a more “normal” level as it was referred: Higher than none, but drastically less since the rise of this hammer and gold gang. Without its leader, and the threats and fear that emanated from her, it appeared to be disintegrating.

Several former members had come forward and told similar stories to the prisoner he kept in the Landing: about being lured into doing an innocuous task for the gang with the promise of wealth, and then becoming trapped under threats of violence to their family if they didn’t continue.

Some of the bolder, less intelligent members attempted to fill the power vacuum and continue, but were unable to get very far with all eyes on them. They were dealt with accordingly.

The smart ones would lay low for awhile, they were the only potential threat at this time. Heightened watches in and around the city as well as along the road would continue for the foreseeable future.



Open it,” Kollin said to the guard as he approached the leader’s cell. As he stepped in, a string of expletives flew forth from Gimna’s mouth. He was used to it and just let her go, only reacting with a smirk the one time he heard a new insult. After a few minutes Gimna had stopped, panting and red faced.

Are ya through,” Kollin asked with a raised eyebrow. She spit on his boot in response.

Kollin nodded slightly, “Thas a yes then.” He paused for a moment, nodding to the guard to leave.

Ya know, a personal favorite o mine was when ya said…’Get off me ya tin can’ when ah tackled ya ta the ground.

A slight grin crossed his face, “No jus because es a classic, but because ah was so relieved ta hear it. It meant ah finally stopped one o ya from offin yerselves in front o me.

Better Dead than..

Kollin interrupted the defiant Gimna, raising his hand and his voice.

You had yer chance ta talk, now ya’ll listen!” He paused and lowered his arm. “But ah agree.

Surprise crept on her face for a moment as she fell silent.

Ah knew ah’d made a mistake when ya opened yer mouth a second time. Somethin about us bein tha ones eatin into your profits. Yer primary concern as ya were caught, and stopped from taken yer life...was yer money. No those in yer organization who had died fer ya, either in combat, or ta avoid yer wrath under the guise o ‘Freedom’, But yer money….

Kollin half chuckled and shook his head.

Truth be told, ah thought about fixin ma mistake then an there. But tha wouldna been knightly o me would it?” Kollin smiled softly as he watched the prisoner.

Ya really got in ma head a bit. First person ah regret savin. Put me at odds with maself, so ya can take whatever pleasure ya can from tha.”

Look If you’re here to kill me, just do it already.” Gimna hissed.

Tha thought did cross ma mind. Ah do believe tha world would be a better place without ya in it...but... ah missed ma chance. If only ah read ya reachin inta yer robes as an attack, instead of a suicide attempt...but then ahd be here questionin tha decision.” He pondered for a moment and shrugged.

Yer life es no longer in ma hands. Whatever tha city decides yer fate ta be, it will be. If yer ta be executed, or locked up in tha dungeon tha rest o yer life...or delivered ta Lord Crofts door step with a list o offenses against his people an territories….

Kollin walks to the cell door and calls for the guard. “For all tha strife, an pain ya’ve caused no only tha city, an tha merchants, but yer own people...” Kollin paused as the cell opened, taking a step outside before continuing.

...whatever ya get’ll be ta good for ya.

The cell was relocked and as Kollin walked away there was silence. For the first time since she had been there, Gimna had nothing to say.

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