*Throreth finds the stone slab door already open, and walks into a rather interesting converstaion. There is one female elf, two half elves, one bearing a hawk, the other in loose garb with no armor, and a human wearing studded leather armor with a hawk on his arm. Magistrate Marissa greets you and brings everyone quickly up to speed on the possibility of a druid or some kind of summoner attacking people around the village.*
Cirlioniel: [sblock]Magistrate Marissa seems to be deeply worried about these attacks, more so than you would think even for her being a concerned leader. Perhaps she has a personal reason for being concerned. Maybe a relative or friend was attacked.[/sblock]
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Frukathka said:
"Lady, I have never known my parents. I was raised by a pack of wolves since I was a baby."
*shakes head*
"I am sorry to hear that your son is missing, and I will try to look for him in my travels, but now I must be going."
*Turns around and heads back to the Merchants District*
*Durel returns to the Merchant's District. At one end of the clearing he can see a large stone structure covered with purple-flowering vines. Two guards stand at the door, which is currently open. A group of people is inside talking animatedly.*
*To your right, two women haggle over the price of some herbs, while some children play nearby with some game involving knucklebones and sticks. A booth nearby is selling fresh breads and honeycakes, and is strung with netting to keep away birds and small animals. A bold chipmunk sits next to the bottom of the netting and makes chipmunk remarks, obviously put out that he can't get to the bread. A faint clanging on the far side of the square reveals the presence of a smithy, and outside it is a booth doing a brisk business in bows and arrows, as well as staves and swords. A leatherworker selling armor next to him is getting just a much business. A tanner is set a bit downwind of the city; you can see the stretched hides being set out to dry and cure.*
*A bevy of young women selling fine embroidered goods is near the purple-flowered vine building, and they chatter like magpies as they work at their frames. On the opposite side is a smaller stone building with a stall in front, swathed in dark fabric that is appliqued with the moon and stars. An eye dominates the top of the structure; the symbol of a fortune-teller.*