Academy of Drell, Part 6

[Dalamar]

The Academy took the blow and endured. Too bad the same can't be said of the village.
At least we still have Charlotte making the ruins look better.
Indeed...
You admitted it! You admitted that she's the most beautiful creature that you have ever seen!
I didn't think anything like that.
That's what you think.
Didn't we just bring up a paradox?
A para-what?
Nevermind.

Seeing that there was nothing he could do at the moment, Sildarin started walking back to where he had left the others.

 

[GnomeWorks]

"So, how was the library?" Charlotte asks Sildarin as he returns.

 

[Tokiwong]

Wandering alone... Keith seems lost... not quite sure why he had decided to stay behind... or even how long it had been, he hated it when he lost track of time... maybe he should find Charlotte... or maybe she wouldn't want to see him... or maybe he just felt better to stay by himself.... but he wandered... and somehow he found himself back among people... at least they looked familiar... maybe...

 

[Zhure]

Keith finds little activity on the academy end of the island. Once out of the grotto, he sees a few footprints in the snow dashing hither and yon. Only one group of them seem to be other than random wanderings. Five pairs of booted feet have made several cross-trails through the snow.

The Academy proper is in disarray. Several burned patches have shorn the snow clear in large spherical areas. Most of the buildings are relatively intact, but there aren't any living people to be seen.

Further down the hill, toward the port, the remnants of a bonfire can be seen. In the distance, someone is singing.

 

[Zhure]

Even though Mortimer started his search for food in the cafeteria, there was almost no food to be found there. He has managed to acquire what he thinks is sufficient hard tack and cheese. There's also a cache of smoked meat he found in Doracz's tavern and a small tun of pickled vegetables.

Assuming he started looking in the most obvious place, the cafeteria. As a reminder from way back in Part 1, the PC's who had been on the island before had noticed the quality and quantity of food was not nearly as good this year for some reason.

 

[Zhure]

Sildarin and Charlotte rendezvous near the shore, almost in the exact same spot they'd been the night before, the small sheltered alcove among the stones where Sildarin had tranced away from the howling wind. Within sight is the longboat with Glukma, Boromin, Lyrique and Rallyn.

 

[Zhure]

Lyrique makes a thorough search of the longboat. It appears to be a fairly new vessel. Some of the beams that were clinkered onto the hull have a faint sheen to them, as if they were sealed while still green. It does appear seaworthy and fairly well built, but anyone familiat with the Empire will know it's not a common design. Most likely it was built by the northern orc tribes.

Six pair of oars are slung near the benches of the longboat, and there's a stout linen sail in the center mast. Glukma sees Lyrique searching the boat and takes the time to explain the basic operation.

"... I've done some sailing," Glukma says, and proceeds to give everyone who'll listen a brief run-down of the basic sailing techniques. It's clear he knows what he is doing with regards to boats. "I think as long as we stick to rowing in the calm and taking down the sails if it gets too choppy, we'll do fine."

As Lyrique contiues rummaging around he comes across a crude map. Decipher script check please

 

[Tokiwong]

Interesting... I wonder what I have missed...

Keith look at the tracks, and decides to follow them to the shore... the beach, and he bonfire, listening to the music, he moves at an ordered pace...

 

[Zhure]

The music was Lyrique's singing earlier, Keith is now in sync with everyone else mentioned a few posts earlier.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Lyrique looks over the map. D.Script: 16+10=26