Academy of Drell, Part 5


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"I have a feeling that fire isn't a good sign." Mortimer frowns as he stares down at the village. "Where about do your parents live, Lyrique?"
 




Rallyn & Charlotte

Failed spot checks aren't always bad things. :)

Together the two make their way slowly into the steam tunnel, using all due caution to avoid any orc patrols. None are evident as Rallyn and Charlotte sneak below the cafeteria and make the brief passage underground to the student housing area.

In all the time the pair have been on Drell, they've never heard the tunnels this quiet or cool, even in the depth of the winter holidays as this is. In contrast to the occasional spot of gore outside, these halls are clear, as if no students were injured down here.

After pausing briefly to make sure no surprises wait in the housing area, Rallyn and Charlotte clamber up to their rooms, spotting no one the entire time.

retrieve what you need from your rooms, then decide where you're going from there.
 

Lyrique, Victor, Sildarin and Mortimer

Lyrique makes a bee-line for his parents' small home, the other members of the troup barely able to keep him from dashing madly ahead.

The eastern portion of the dockside village is eerily quiet as well. While a visitor to the academy might not realize something was amiss, from here it's quite clear there's been a literal invasion. Houses are afire, carts are smashed into flinders, even a few household pets lie dead, obviously at the hands of orcish axes.

Lyrique's parents' simple house lies just at the edge of the temple district. The brick building is undamaged, but the roof is scorched and the door is broken in half, like a giant's fist had sundered it. The hinge-side of the remnant of the door swings back and forth to the chilling wind.
 

"Gather your equipment quickly," Charlotte whispers, "then return here."

She then heads off to her room.

"It's only been a day... but it seems so much longer," She says quietly as she enters her room. She wastes no time, quickly grabbing her shield and armor.

Perhaps it would be best if I dropped this nasty chain, and put on my own armor... just in case we run into any trouble while we're still here. There might not be another opportunity.

Charlotte quickly drops the armor she took off the orc, and hastily dons her own.

Once done, she runs swiftly to the place where she and Rallyn split.

After donning psionic studded leather, AC is now 20: +2 dex, +5 armor, +3 shield
 


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