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It’s a short walk though the forest to a clearing just east of town. The further from town you go, the colder it seems to get. The forest is quiet except for the crunching snow under your feet. When you get to the clearing it is approximately a 20ft diameter circle. In the center a small...

Rhiannon grins briefly, then says "Sure. Now, Mr. Mayor, if you or someone else suitable might show us the way?"

The butcher looks at you. "I have the meat ready for you, but the fur is still curing by the fire. My apernetice is out burying the remians now. i told no less then 6ft under. He's a good strong lad, and will do at least 5ft." He chuckles.

They both look up. Each nods, and Jean mubbles something about no intrusion at all. "We're not sure of were the Baron's castle is, exactly." Getting uphe wonders over to a shelf in the corner, then pulls a long scroll from it. While unrolling it he continues, "There are a couple of places he...

Rhiannon wonders briefly what business they were discussing. "Pardon our intrustion, Mr. Mayor and Madam Hurlbert." She nods to each. "We have a few more questions. Where, exactly, is the baron's castle, and where is the local graveyard? Also, is there any pair of brothers in this general...

You find the mayor in a meeting with Mrs Hulbert. The two look up at you expectantly.

The butcher looks at you sleepily. His eye only open little slits, peering over his spectacles. His bushy mustache seems to wilt, as a frown appears on his pudgy face. He pauses for a moment, and a questioning look appears in your eyes when you tell him to bury the bones deep. “But the...

The return trip is uneventful. As you near the tree line you can see the town sleeping ahead of you. The first rays of the sun begin to peek out over the top of the mountain. The sky is beautiful mix of voilet, purple, reds and yellows. With the morning clouds wisping across the sky. Grey...

The warmth of the fire washes over you, as it gentlely crackles in front of you. A black iron pot buddles slightly, as it hangs over the dancing flames. Its contents smell inviting.

“You’re here because you want me to tell you how to defeat the Baron.” The fire crackles in her eyes. “Normally I’d tell you that you should be defending yourself, but seeing as how you’ll let nature kill anyways, maybe becoming a wolf’s dinner isn’t such a bad thing for you….” She pauses and...

I can sympathise with that. I'm a game now that well isn't the best I've been in. I'll just relate my experiences witht hat game, and then tell you that the game your in sucks, but what can you do? Ok so me and the my group of gamers parted company. Recently we got back together, and...

You feel the cold bite into you arms, as soon as you remove you cloak. the wolf is heavy, it ways about as much as person. the hair on your exposed flesh stands on end as you pick up the fallen creature. A red spot begins to swell in your cloak, and you shiver slightly in the cold of the...

150 XP, congrats, on your first of hopefully many victories.

Akashia’s Double bladed sword comes down hard off her sholder slicing into the back of the wolf. It yelps out in pain, and its hinches lower under the blow. She then pivots onto to her other foot, and brings the other end of the sword up underneathe the wolf's thoat. As if completely some...

The night air is cold and still. It is by all accounts a nice night. Wandering through town, you see that the glowing from most of the houses has stopped. There residents have long ago gone to sleep and are no longer tending their fires. Looking back, you see that your footprints are the...

Mr Tomas nodds, "We shall see, we shall see." Mr Lavell looks up, "The kingdoms are to busy agrueing over to whom this town belongs to send anything useful. We are on our own. You have our thanks, and Gods speed."

“I’m sorry I was unaware it was our intention to seduce the Baron with lies and fictitious theory. If that is the case, then I’m sure the leading expert on whoring would be able to help you.” She smugly replies, before burying her nose in paper work. Lavelle adds: “the walking…things…are...

I don't know how to post an image either..I'l get Kate to explain that. And you know pretty mcuh what I told you abouth them last night.

Jean looks meets your gaze with a pained look. He still rubs the badge with his thumb. Swallowing, “The Barron has demanded that we pay him the amount 4,000gp crowns. Because of the recent trade disputes between human and elf our revenues are down. We can barely afford to pay for food this...

The room is large, 30ft, by 60. At the far end is a large fire crackling gentlely in the fire place against the wall. Above that is the town crest a mix of both families' coats of arms from the twons two founders. Behind it are two flags with their poles crossed. One depicting a tree...