Myth and Legend
First Post
Peth and Kye follow Jill trough the meadow, the green grass feeling cold as it is still damp from the morning mists. They soon remove themselves from the noise of the crowded Western road and approach what seems to be a quiet, picturesque glen. A shallow stream cheerfully makes it's way trough, and the adventurers can see a dirt covered path that leads trough the forest and across what seems to be an old bridge.
Jill stops at the edge of the forest, and shouts excitedly:"This is where i saw the lady! Right there, on the Lover's Bridge. She was crying and i couldn't see her face, but she was right there." The child's small finger points towards the middle of the arched wooden bridge, that is now empty.
Merry nods in denial and steps forward while talking. "No, big man. It's a girl we are looking for! You know, like a woman - she emphasizes her words by slightly lifting her breasts up. - but smaller. Now let's go I don't want her to get too far in to the wilds."
The human girl walks down the path that Thok had come from last night, alongside the large Half Orc.
They soon approach the stream, with an old wooden bridge visible in the distance.
Meanwhile, Senslar slips in the crowd unhindered and can hear Lazarus speak. "Stop them! Use force if necessary. All transgressors must be apprehended and brought to the Cathedral for questioning!" The Paladin commander remains stationary, but High Priest Ferviel displays an angered face and jumps down from the podium, where he subsequently shoves his way trough the crowd, headed for the other end of the square.
In the battle, nobody seems to have paid heed to Alevyth - the combatants do not stop fighting but nobody seems interested in attacking him either.
As if as a joke, thick metallic dust the color of sunflowers is conjured up right in the middle of the fight. This causes much chaos and confusion, as men fumble with their weapons and start tripping over their own feet. Alevyth himself is caught and the spell is just too irritating for him to ignore the effects - all he can see now is a fog of sparkling golden particles.
The Paladins come rushing forward however, and draw their weapons. For the people who are not caught in the blinding effect, it is now apparent that the situation will not turn for the better. The combatants are isolated, the crowd now pushing away from them, and a clear field of about ten feet separates the two groups.
One of the men that swings his sword around in a clumsy attempt to hit someone, gets knocked down by the red armored Paladin's heavy steel shield. The loud ring, the cracking of his skull and the sound of the man's body hitting the floor can be heard by everyone.
"STOP OR YOU WILL ALL BE EXECUTED IN THE NAME OF LATHANDER!" thunders the man's voice, and a part of the combatants freeze in place. Some of the more stubborn fighters continue waving their weapons madly, and are subsequently brought down with pommel strikes and punches by yet more Paladins.
As Latham and Keht observe the chaos, they fail to notice a figure standing on the side. "You seem to take pleasure in this situation Wizard - the voice belongs to Dawnbringer Ferviel, who spit the word Wizard out as if it were poison. - You will come with me so that your part in this offense to His crusade can be judged. And - Ferviel raises his mail clad fist and points towards the spellcaster. - I will have none of your tricks! Do i make myself clear?"
Jill stops at the edge of the forest, and shouts excitedly:"This is where i saw the lady! Right there, on the Lover's Bridge. She was crying and i couldn't see her face, but she was right there." The child's small finger points towards the middle of the arched wooden bridge, that is now empty.
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Merry nods in denial and steps forward while talking. "No, big man. It's a girl we are looking for! You know, like a woman - she emphasizes her words by slightly lifting her breasts up. - but smaller. Now let's go I don't want her to get too far in to the wilds."
The human girl walks down the path that Thok had come from last night, alongside the large Half Orc.
They soon approach the stream, with an old wooden bridge visible in the distance.
***
Meanwhile, Senslar slips in the crowd unhindered and can hear Lazarus speak. "Stop them! Use force if necessary. All transgressors must be apprehended and brought to the Cathedral for questioning!" The Paladin commander remains stationary, but High Priest Ferviel displays an angered face and jumps down from the podium, where he subsequently shoves his way trough the crowd, headed for the other end of the square.
In the battle, nobody seems to have paid heed to Alevyth - the combatants do not stop fighting but nobody seems interested in attacking him either.
As if as a joke, thick metallic dust the color of sunflowers is conjured up right in the middle of the fight. This causes much chaos and confusion, as men fumble with their weapons and start tripping over their own feet. Alevyth himself is caught and the spell is just too irritating for him to ignore the effects - all he can see now is a fog of sparkling golden particles.
The Paladins come rushing forward however, and draw their weapons. For the people who are not caught in the blinding effect, it is now apparent that the situation will not turn for the better. The combatants are isolated, the crowd now pushing away from them, and a clear field of about ten feet separates the two groups.
One of the men that swings his sword around in a clumsy attempt to hit someone, gets knocked down by the red armored Paladin's heavy steel shield. The loud ring, the cracking of his skull and the sound of the man's body hitting the floor can be heard by everyone.
"STOP OR YOU WILL ALL BE EXECUTED IN THE NAME OF LATHANDER!" thunders the man's voice, and a part of the combatants freeze in place. Some of the more stubborn fighters continue waving their weapons madly, and are subsequently brought down with pommel strikes and punches by yet more Paladins.
As Latham and Keht observe the chaos, they fail to notice a figure standing on the side. "You seem to take pleasure in this situation Wizard - the voice belongs to Dawnbringer Ferviel, who spit the word Wizard out as if it were poison. - You will come with me so that your part in this offense to His crusade can be judged. And - Ferviel raises his mail clad fist and points towards the spellcaster. - I will have none of your tricks! Do i make myself clear?"
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