A Marian Solution

"What's your name anyway?" Marian had attempted to smash the door with her shoulder for a few minutes, it was not budging, whatever they had blocked it with was there to stay.

"Finally care enough about me to not want to just say you and point?" Liar Stache had not lent his shoulder to the attempt to smash the door, Marian noted it would not have helped, but she still judged him lower for not at least trying.

"Just want to know what to carve into the tiny board I'll shove into the ground after killing you." Marian had moved beyond the door and started to walk deeper into the crypt.  She wasn't sure there would be a way out, but it was better than staying by the closed entrance and hoping it would open.

"Is what I did to you really so awful?" Marian paused for a moment, Liar stache who had been following behind her almost ran into her full tilt. She spun around like a practiced fighter and had the sword at his throat.

"Gee I dunno you told a group of Red Hand soldiers I was a spy so you wouldn't be executed alone, for all you knew I was an escaped slave or survivor of a caravan attack, but you turned on me all the same.  Frankly your lucky I don't just cut your throat and leave you to rot here." Marian highlighted the word cut with a small slash on Liar stache's throat.

"I know a way out!"

"You're just saying that to save your life."

"Let me go and I'll show you I promise you, we use these crypts as a way to pass information most of this is fake to throw off The Red Hand." Marian's hand wavered for a moment and then she lowered the sword, Liar Stache breathed a sigh of relief.

"You show me the way out of here, and just so you don't leave me into some kind of trap, you go first." Marian did not trust Liar Stache (as if my name for him was not indicating that already) and kept her sword at the ready while Liar Stache navigated the narrow corridors.

"My name is Rive by the way, you asked for my tombstone." He said in a bit of a jokey voice, but Marian could tell Rive was terrified she actually meant she would kill him. The crypt was as he said though, past the initial entrance there were more well worn foot paths in the dust and the smell wasn't quite as bad.  Rive pulled on a torch and a wall segment slid away and inside were some weapons, and food. The room had a small writing desk and some paper, probably for the spy reports.  Beyond it was another door which lead to a small chamber and another false wall that lead them out.  No traps.

"See I'm not always a liar! Now you are free to go abou..." Rive's words were caught as Marian's sword imaled him through the ribcage, she twisted the blade for good measure and the his voice died with his lungs. She had promised she would kill him and lived up to her bargain, even etching his name in a small wooden marker above his shallow grave (I checked this location once to see if Marian was telling the truth, the writing was worn, but it was exactly where she said it would be).  Marian went back into the spy's cave and aquired rations and weaponry.  They too had no bullet weapons, but she found a bow and sturdy arrows, no armor either, but there was a change in clothing, so Marian could rid herself of her bloody house dress she escaped Ronerawth with. Along with the weapons, food, and clothing was a small cash supply she appropriated.  It wasn't much, but it was a start and for Marian after what she'd been through that was enough.