Editing Prisoner of Doom (section)

=== Timed events ===
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{{TErow| 1 | Day 1| [[Bidley]] disliked the shores of [[Krewlod]]--the stench of dirty [[orc]] and [[goblin]] bodies, their mumbo-jumbo tongue, their complete lack of any culture, their preference for brute force as the solution to any problem. He preferred the songs of [[Erathia]]n bards, the artwork of elven artisans, and the wines of [[Jadame]]. He had all of that back at home in [[Regna]]--contrary to the common prejudice which took [[pirate]]s to be nearly [[barbarian]]s. It is true that there are plenty of low-brow types among the young and the foolish, and plenty of his people who would easily be accepted in a company of [[Krewlod]] swashbucklers. But there are also plenty of intelligent and civilized people among the [[captain]]s and admirals.<p>[[Bidley]] left the [[Shark Chowder Inn]], musing. If that drunkard was right and the [[barbarian]]s had truly captured such a powerful [[wizard]], then the [[Bracada]] sorcerers would be very happy if he was rescued. And this would mean that the [[pirate]]s could not only expect a generous reward, but could also win the right to pillage ships near the shores of [[Bracada]]--so long as they didn't hurt the [[wizard]]s, of course. It was worth a shot.<p>The [[barbarian]]s were currently holding their [[Festival of Life (event)|Festival of Life]]. As a [[Regna]] native, [[Bidley]] could never really understand the celebration. [[Duke Boragus]] was dead, and the even crueler and shrewder young barbarian lord [[Kilgor]] was taking his place. [[Krewlod]] was always on the edge of anarchy, but right now it was closer than usual. [[Bidley]]'s fleet was far away, but he didn't have much need of it. Instead, he would gather some bold local fellows, capture one of the closest [[Krewlod]] forts, and assault [[Zargand]] from there. The motley tribes were busy cutting each other down for no reason at all; for a few coins, they'd be happy to attack whoever he told them to.<p>[[Bidley]] stopped a passerby, clearly not a local.<p>“Hey fella, where's the closest [[Krewlod]] army fort?”<p>“Straight north by the road,” answered the stranger laconically as he continued his journey.</p>}}
{{TErow| 4 | Day 4| All in all, [[Bidley]] thought, he needed to hurry up. Sooner or later the news of their actions would reach the earwax-clogged heads of the local lords, and they would attempt to roust their unwelcome guests out of the area. But swift and determined actions would force those lords to surrender and to assist him in besieging [[Zargand]]. Of course, once [[Kilgor]]'s henchmen arrive, anyone who had helped him would be executed--but these [[barbarian]]s are so unprincipled, they're bound to pay for it sooner or later anyways.}}
{{TErow| 8 | Day 8| Scouts report that [[Krewlod]]'s army holds multiple forts. One is located to the southwest, and the other to the northeast. The magical prison is in the northwest, but it would be foolish to approach it without a powerful army. One should also remember that this prison negates all magic.}}
{{TErow| 11 | Day 11| [[Bidley]] had a strange dream last night. He dreamed that he was sailing across the sea, and could see through the water as clearly and distinctly as if he was looking over the horizon. He could also breathe underwater. What could this mean? Were these his nostalgic memories of the seas? Or was it merely a dream?}}
{{TErow| 18 | Day 18| A crewman ran to find [[Bidley]] in the morning, handing him a letter that had arrived late last night. The [[pirate]] was quite surprised--who would send him a letter? But after unwrapping the parchment, he recognized the familiar handwriting. It included only the following message:<p>
“I have some problems. Your dear brother [[Jeremy|J]].”</p>}}
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