Outside Misthalin: Closing Arguments

"They might buy this!" Chris thought. He stepped up, to add to the drama. "Gentlemen, I am in a hurry. I'm asking you nicely now. Leave and no harm will... um, befall you." The guards didn't seem convinced. Chris decided to go in the direction of Jen's bluff. "Unless you want to be consumed in flames, I suggest you leave!" No good. The guards weren't even looking at him anymore. They were looking over his head. Chris turned around and looked up. The tree had caught fire. He looked at the guards. They had run for the horses. Chris wasn't much concerned with the fact he was standing under a burning tree. He was more concerned about why the tree was burning.
The guards had rode off back towards town. Chris looked back toward Jen. She was smiling. Everything was pretty quiet, aside from the crackling flames. Eric broke the akward silence. "Um, hey Jen?"
"Yeah?"
"Care to explain?"
She took a deep breath. "Yeah."

Outside Misthalin: Continuing the Story

Chris felt as if he had puched in the stomach. "Why, out of all the possible lies she could've told, did she have to say cleric?!" he thought. Chris was an RPG fan, so he at least knew enough that might get him by. He looked at the guard. He seemed amused, if anything.
"And for what reason is 'Christopher' in the lands of Misthalin?"
Chris began searching for an answer. But Jen spoke up again. "In search of demons, of course." Chris flinched again. It seemed everytime she spoke, Jen was making things worse.
The guard was on the brink of laughing at this point. "And has he found any?"
Chris looked at Jen. As if on cue, she added to her story. "Yes as a matter of fact. He recently rescued me from the clutches of a most... fearsome demon. Yes. In fact... that's why I was acting so strangely in town!"
"Oh, really..." the guard said, in a disbelieving voice.
"Yes, and I strongly suggest you let us go." Jen looked over at Chris and gave a quick wink. He looked over at Eric. He looked as confused as Chris was. "You do not want to invoke the fury of a cleric. Why he could call down fire from the heavens right now!" Jen was getting into this.

Outside Misthalin: Bluff check

"Escaping from prison; not a good idea," said a guard. Chris, Eric, and Jen had been forced off their cart, next to a large, leafless tree. "Now what woulda possessed you to do something like that?"
Chris could feel his heartbeat quickening. He looked over at Eric and Jen. Jen was nervously murmuring something, while Eric just seemed to be thinking of an answer. The guard slowly pulled out a sword. He held it in front of him, dangerously close to the three of them. "I will not ask again. Explain your actions." Chris swallowed hard. There were several more painful seconds of silence. Then Jen spoke up.
"Gentlemen, I am appalled. You are keeping Christopher from many important appointments."
Chris flinched. "Oh no," he thought. "What is she doing?!"
"Appointments, eh?" The guard lowered his sword, but his glare remained unchanged. "And what appointments are you speaking of?"
"Why, this man is... um... a cleric!"