Highwaymen RPG Opening Act: My Way or the Highway
You all go to your predetermined hiding places, and Ronaldo pretends to be a lone rider taking care of the urges of his bowels on the side of the road as his horse is difficult to hide.
Approximately five minutes pass before a two horse carriage leisurely clops past the ambush point, flanked by two guards, and when you can see the whites of their eyes, Harry fires one of pistols at one the horses drawing the carriage.
BANG!
The shot rings true, and the horse that had been hit tumbles to the ground, stopping the carriage. Before the bewildered guards can realize what had just happened, the gang rushes out from their hiding places.
"Stand and deliver!" "Your money or your life!"
The guards barely have their hands on the muskets in their saddlebags before you have them completely surrounded, your pistols leveled.
"I wouldn't touch your weapons if I were you," threatened Harry, "we'll turn you into a beehive before you can even load. Surrender to us, hand over all your valuables, and we'll guarantee your lives."
The guards look at one another before slowly putting up their hands, but the gang can walk over to tie them up, Harry notices out of the corner of his eye the barrels of four muskets sticking out of the windows of the carriage.
You hear the the shrill laughter of a woman from the carriage.
"I would be the ones to surrender if I were you, the walls of this carriage are steel plated, and we will soon have you surrounded."
Indeed, Ronaldo hears more hooves in the distance.
Approximately five minutes pass before a two horse carriage leisurely clops past the ambush point, flanked by two guards, and when you can see the whites of their eyes, Harry fires one of pistols at one the horses drawing the carriage.
BANG!
The shot rings true, and the horse that had been hit tumbles to the ground, stopping the carriage. Before the bewildered guards can realize what had just happened, the gang rushes out from their hiding places.
"Stand and deliver!" "Your money or your life!"
The guards barely have their hands on the muskets in their saddlebags before you have them completely surrounded, your pistols leveled.
"I wouldn't touch your weapons if I were you," threatened Harry, "we'll turn you into a beehive before you can even load. Surrender to us, hand over all your valuables, and we'll guarantee your lives."
The guards look at one another before slowly putting up their hands, but the gang can walk over to tie them up, Harry notices out of the corner of his eye the barrels of four muskets sticking out of the windows of the carriage.
You hear the the shrill laughter of a woman from the carriage.
"I would be the ones to surrender if I were you, the walls of this carriage are steel plated, and we will soon have you surrounded."
Indeed, Ronaldo hears more hooves in the distance.
