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Redrick nods, maintaining his smile. "Well, then, I'll wish you the best of travels." He turns his eyes down and offers a modest bow before jogging off the resume his post. (Spot/Listen checks, please.)

Redrick grins, looking a bit taken aback at the same time. "Nay, not to what they'd call their border yet, though you're close. I'd recommend taking the scarves off then, to be safest... I don't think they know our signia, but can't be certain soon enough. For now you're in Malita, by...

"Yea, we keep a good watch," Redrick says, smiling a bit proudly, in answer to Xiao's question. Turning to Nurthk: "We're mostly men of Pelor, do note. It's not often we get chance to make a tithe."

Before many can respond to Fendric's query, a young man far out among the rocks stand in response to Hiritus' salute, waving back wide. His dress is motley and well-worn, but too heavy to be called tattered: It appears to be a rather functional assemblage built over time from a miscellany of...

Scanning around the area, Raven and Xiao come shortly to the same conclusion: While the trees and brush are sparse, found mostly to the south side of the path, away from the sea, there are more than enough small ridges and pockets in the rock among them to provide concealment for watchers. None...

It takes a moment to find how to loose the ties, which have been drawn extremely tightly, but once the right loop is pulled it all comes loose easily, and the whole arragement hops and shakes a little with the release of all that pressure. As it settles again, the clinking sounds coming from the...

There is no evil to be found among the bundle.

Continuing on... It is an uneventful travel West from Corrige, through Sudor Point and the fishing village Tulpa, leaving behind the Free Cities halfway through the second day. By the third morning's travel, as you ascend through the cliffs which line the border between Morel and the Minor...

A response follows shortly: "Kurj bonded, shows remorse. Rebuilding. Considering travel to Bethel. Shavah's men sent word. Some worry locally, Eivenrach preparing for battle, heavy politicking. Fond wishes, gratitude." "I don't believe I ever intended deception. Those memories are cloudy...

Tatlock watches Raven and Xiao's "game" with amusement, and after a time, attempts to mimic it himself. He finds the monk's pace, however, difficult to replicate, and after a few goes returns winded to his mount. (Since it's probably best to wait for Fendric's next round of sending to complete...

Drow never really fit into my conception of this world's equivalent to the Underdark, so dark elves (of no particular alignment) work fine. Unfortunately my knowledge of Ancient China is limited at best... An amalgam of Confucianism and Buddhism could be pretty interesting, if difficult, from a...

Tatlock watches the raven ferry its message with wide-eyed interest. "Neat trick," he says. "Nifty trick! Nifty Nurthk!" He laughs full-mouthed, smacking back saliva. He has at least arrived at the ability to say the half-orc's name without dropping any consonants. (As for the next day's...

It is almost a minute before Kethett's response arrives: "Glad Shavah found us. I'd pursue this Vera only after all other tasks completed. Peltram may have personal agenda. Our preparations progress well. Good luck." Thedoric's response comes rather more quickly, almost immediate: "Fendric...

I've been presuming Xiao to be from somewhere off-map, overseas... Somewhere that's not going to come into play too soon (if ever), at least. I have been meaning to develop a bit of history/culture for that reason, as it relates to Sanadun (a not-entirely-elven kingdom), at least culturally...

Shavah returns Xiao's hug to the best of her ability, which is relatively slight; Oliver's handshake appears to be more her taste. Still, she grins and waves warmly before leading her horse off into the city, to find the men of Cuthbert, and whatever shall come next... The next two days of...

"I hope you shall," she says, her smile a matching wry. "If only to see what sort of war we paladins can really fight." She clasps his forearm back, giving a hard tug, and nods her respect. ... Come morning, Shavah is there to meet up again briefly. She has, bundled carefully, the maps that...

Dr Z is indeed back. He dropped by the OOC thread shortly before the wipe. And since it got wiped as well: Good to have you back, Z!

(Game on hold pending Morrus' final word on possible more recent archives. Consult the OOC thread for updates.)

It seems to be the recommendation that we do wait, so I guess game's on hold until a final answer comes. In the meantime I've saved away all I could find on google's cache; if anyone happens to have anything from Chapter IV archived for whatever odd reason, or found somewhere, let me know...

In the time intervening... Cariel and the travellers part ways on the road to Valsport. When they reach the long, sloping port city, night has fallen, and a dense fog with it. They cross paths with a beggar at the front gates; he begins to follow them, and Xiao slinks back to follow them in...