Last Alchemist
Standing tall in your saddle, you point an accusing finger at the convoy captain, declaring that he has stolen imperial gold meant for the soldiers. Your words echo with righteous fury, igniting the simmering anger of the crowd into an uproar as weapons are drawn and tempers flare.Under the pretext of inspecting the convoy’s rear section, you stealthily apply alchemical acid to the axles of the supply carts. The subtle sabotage ensures the convoy will stop for repairs, giving you the advantage to strike when they are most vulnerable.Descending from your mount, you approach the convoy’s captain with a booming accusation that his leadership has failed the empire’s loyal warriors. Drawing your sword with deliberate intent, you challenge him to a duel, certain that his embarrassment or loss will ignite the troops’ allegiance to your cause.When the convoy slows to navigate a tight turn, you steer your horse into the dense cover of the trees. Disappearing into the twilight, you make your way to the rebel hideout to organize a strategic counterattack.