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"Brioc, have you any idea of what we're headed towards? I know your master has given you instructions for your ears alone as leader of our company, but we should know at least what perils may lay beyond." [OOC: Ehldannis will request a permanent position in the first watch, so that he can get...

Ah, the fear of death and your final judgement drives so many my lord. He enjoys dwelling in the squallor of his own intellect, but it will prosper him none. Haragaos makes brief prayers for the poor misguided soul of Derkiran and then continues his meal, all thought of the upstart philosopher...

"Aeter is concerned with death only so much as it is the doorway by which all will meet him. And yes, Aeter is beholden to death also, how could it not be? He is the final judge, not the executioner. Thus I entrust my soul to my lord Aeter by choice, not for any mere payment. Before the truth of...

In the grey half-light outside the range of your campfire's flickering illumination movement can be heard more than seen as you all wait for a visual confirmation of your attackers. Weapons are drawn and deep breaths taken as the footsteps and creak of armour approach.... and then cease. A...

Haragaos's unfazed gaze travels over Derkiran as if looking at a fascinating but ugly insect for the first time. "Faith is for those who can admit that they are not the most powerful or important being in the universe. You see, I am happy to demean myself before my lord, to do otherwise would be...

Haragaos sneers knowingly as he replies to Derkiran, "Such think all those tied up in the obsessions of their own puny flesh. Those who are granted some measure of knowledge into the will of the final keeper cease to fear death. However, I would not expect you to understand that, so wrapped up...

As you awaken, equip and organise yourselves the orcs and troll advance. The encounter will commence with the enemy group approx. eighty foot from your campsite from the sound of them and the vague shapes moving in the shadows of your campfire. Initiative order; Valandil, Antroine, Arathorn...

Whilst the rest of his companions enjoy the worldly delights of Sevastapol, Ehldannis will approach the wizard Burne, firstly to inquire what knowledge he may have regarding the ancient Melnibonean ruins of the region, his interest piqued by the treasure recovered from the Wendol. Once he has...

"I have determined the nature of the enchantments on both the pearl and the blade. As I suspected, the pearl will provide a useful, if not overly powerful enhancement to my magic. The scimitar however seems quite the historical relic. I was fairly certain that it was of Melnibonean origin and...

Ehldannis offers to Identify all the magic items on the proviso that he can claim anything that is of particular use to him - and if not he puts in a request for the tapestry.

[OOC: Before we move out of the Wendol caves Ehldannis will cast Detect Magic and scan over the room and also the "loot"]

"Aeter has bid me guide this faithless company forth and faithfully I will. Supplies for travelling will be ready on the morrow." Haragaos begins to eat, ignoring the map Dekiran produces, "As for the likes of Goblins and Orcs, I have little concern and neither should you. Aeter's concern's...

Kyraelis is only too happy to retreat from any further potential combat and follows off in the direction led by Rupert. He then pauses mid-dash as a look of wonder crosses his face. Oh sweet revelation. Blessed be Hraluthi, Godling of fortuitous escape from Spryte guardians. My eternal thanks...

Ditto

The company turns its path to the northwest, following tracks that lead in the direction of the road. However after about an hour's travel the tracks appear to double back to the northeast and the company reluctantly abandons them, moving more directly towards their destination. As night looms...

Sure are, I was just waiting for the game to get going again.

Unsure of whether his companions have completed the deed and severed the heads of the Wendol shamans yet, Ehldannis reacts fearfully and instantly goes into spellcasting, pointing at the woman as he utters the final syllables of aspell. [OOC: casts Daze]

The company decides that investigating the presence of orcs is a worthwhile distraction from their destination. Shortly, the combined woodslore of Valandil, Breor and Arathorn turns up humanoid tracks, which the three agree are likely orcish..... .....and so you set out, following the spoor...

Haragaos strides into the Silver Scales, his presence marked by hushed voices and averted stares. He orders food and wine for himself and then seats himself with his companions. "So then, what has been discovered by all your worldly inquisition?" His tone seems to imply that he expects little.

Ghannellis's voice is still raw and bloodlust still gleams in his eyes as he moves over to his friends, still panting with exertion, "We are not as young or as fit as we once were." Looking at Daniel his features soften. "The dragon knew her name. Given the rumours we've heard about her 'undead'...