A Tale of Two Dragons

Faelar nods at Penthar. "Aye, and a strong aura of necromancy as well. So strong as to drown out any other auras that might be present here." He indicates the boys with his eyes.

Faelar then looks at the water again, trying to determine where it is coming from and where it is going to.
 

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Zithran shakes his head at the two boys and walks to the other end of the bridge. (ie. crossing over the river from where we started)
 

Penthar Danadin, Aglarondan Griffonrider

Penthar looks to Faelar, who seems intent on examining the necromantic river, then looks to Zithran, who looks as if he wants to continue on. Weighing the options in his mind, the turns to Faelar. "While this river obviously has the taint of evil, I am not sure that it warrants a delay in our mission. Trust me, old friend, if it were up to me, I would be the first one to try to extinguish all evil from Faerun. However, sometimes we need to worry about the greater evils. After all, our draconic host has known of it for a while, and I am sure she can deal with whatever evils it might generate."
 

"My thoughts exactly, sir. We have bigger fish to fry." The mage growled theatrically at the boys once more, and continued off down their chosen path.
 

"That is what I thought initially too, I never paid it much attention while others of us did. Yet our attention keeps getting drawn to it. As if we were meant to investigate it."
 

Penthar Danadin, Aglarondan Griffonrider

"Hmmm... this would not be the first time fate interceded in our benefit. Though I must say Regalclaw seems a bit hesitant to the possibility of coming into contact with that... gunk. What says the group? Investigate this deadly river or move on?"
 

"While the presence of this evil river so close to the village does bother me, I would uphold my word and get started on the quest," states Zithran.
 

As the group debates their course of action, a voice echoes in each of their heads. "Friends, if I had known going across the bridge would have delayed you so, I never would have told you of its existence! There is no time to lose. This is my territory, I shall protect it with my life. The black river is no concern of yours... yet. Move on! Move on!"

OOC: I will be honest with you here, I never meant for this little bridge encounter to take so long. That's PbP for you! I'm not going to literally dictate to you the exact course you must take, but if the need arises, I will gently guide you on the path I have prepared. If you choose (which, of course, it is within your power to do) to not follow the prepared path even after a gentle nudging, then I'll do my best to make it interesting. For now, consider this one of those 'gentle nudges'.
 

Growling, Brak says, "Lets go. Enough of this silly affair with the river!" The dwarf is impatientand his waraxe grows thirsty...
 

Penthar Danadin, Aglarondan Griffonrider

Penthar, obviously getting the message, re-mounts Regalclaw and the two take to the air. Gaining an aerial view of their path, he checks for any obstacles while moving forward with the group.
 

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