Systole
First Post
The dwarves listen and watch appreciately, and even applaud wholeheartedly when the tale and the dance are done. A Venzan audience might have been more jaded, but out here in the mountains, it was entertainment without parallel. At the end, Arsenalt's eyes widen as you mention Darktail. He tries to speak but launches into a coughing fit. One of the other dwarves passes him a mug of ale and swallows a few gulps to calm his throat before he can speak. "Not ... not Darktail. Dark Talon. Heard them say it sometimes ... didn't know it was a name. Didn't know it was his name."
The night winds down and the next morning, there's small pouch of gems waiting for you. An attached note reads. Bounty money. Issued in gems for ease of travel. See the mine bursar if you want it converted to coin. -M.R.
There's also a sack that the innkeeper hands to Fury. The note on this one reads: If you're hunting Dark Talon, step more carefully than I did, lad. Good luck. The sack contains a pair of stylish but sturdy black boots of superior craftsmanship -- ones that Arsenalt himself was wearing the night before.
Leaving early in the morning, you make it back to the waygate before noon. Twice, you pass fresh wrathspawn tracks headed north as Renlow said, but you don't see any of the creatures. Passing through the waygate is just as noisy an ordeal from this side as it was from the other, and you arrive back in the woods outside Venza. Despite a feeling that someone or something is watching you on the trek back to the road, the walk is uneventful, and not long after reaching the road, you catch a ride on the wagon of a friendly teamster who seems happy enough to have you along just for the company. It's barely midafternoon when you arrive back at the Lower Guild. Mai Lin is in the yard, drilling the men. Oddly enough, one of the recruits looks familiar, but you can't exactly place his face. Which is odd, because it's certainly a memorable face -- one that was beaten thoroughly and repeatedly with the ugly stick, as it were. He seems to be the butt of a fair number of jokes from the other recruits.
Before you have achance to inquire who he is, you're shown into Ben's tiny office. The young cleric's eyes immediately light up. "Sir Fury, Lady Cythera, welcome back. And you, sir, I'm afraid I don't know. Let me introduce myself: I'm ... eh, well, it's better if you just call me Ben or introductions will take all morning. Did you find the Architect's tomb?"
... Arsenalt Hume ............ Mai Lin ............. Benevolent Seeker .
The night winds down and the next morning, there's small pouch of gems waiting for you. An attached note reads. Bounty money. Issued in gems for ease of travel. See the mine bursar if you want it converted to coin. -M.R.
There's also a sack that the innkeeper hands to Fury. The note on this one reads: If you're hunting Dark Talon, step more carefully than I did, lad. Good luck. The sack contains a pair of stylish but sturdy black boots of superior craftsmanship -- ones that Arsenalt himself was wearing the night before.
Leaving early in the morning, you make it back to the waygate before noon. Twice, you pass fresh wrathspawn tracks headed north as Renlow said, but you don't see any of the creatures. Passing through the waygate is just as noisy an ordeal from this side as it was from the other, and you arrive back in the woods outside Venza. Despite a feeling that someone or something is watching you on the trek back to the road, the walk is uneventful, and not long after reaching the road, you catch a ride on the wagon of a friendly teamster who seems happy enough to have you along just for the company. It's barely midafternoon when you arrive back at the Lower Guild. Mai Lin is in the yard, drilling the men. Oddly enough, one of the recruits looks familiar, but you can't exactly place his face. Which is odd, because it's certainly a memorable face -- one that was beaten thoroughly and repeatedly with the ugly stick, as it were. He seems to be the butt of a fair number of jokes from the other recruits.
Before you have achance to inquire who he is, you're shown into Ben's tiny office. The young cleric's eyes immediately light up. "Sir Fury, Lady Cythera, welcome back. And you, sir, I'm afraid I don't know. Let me introduce myself: I'm ... eh, well, it's better if you just call me Ben or introductions will take all morning. Did you find the Architect's tomb?"
... Arsenalt Hume ............ Mai Lin ............. Benevolent Seeker .
