Academy of Drell, Part 7

Keith nods, finding a comfortable place to sit, and clean his blade more, and keep it sharp, "I agree, I will meditate, and then be on guard for the rest of the watch."
 

log in or register to remove this ad

"I will do the same. After a bit of exploration of course! What a fascinating place. I wonder if we could make this our temporary stronghold during our stay on the island? There must certainly be something of use in here besides the ambience. Although, I must admit, if that is all it is, I would be most grateful indeed."
 

Velenne said:
"I will do the same. After a bit of exploration of course! What a fascinating place. I wonder if we could make this our temporary stronghold during our stay on the island? There must certainly be something of use in here besides the ambience. Although, I must admit, if that is all it is, I would be most grateful indeed."

Keith glances up and then speaks to Charlotte, "Was he this flowery in the larder?"
 


GnomeWorks said:
Charlotte simply nods at Keith, then takes a seat beside him.

"I'll watch with you." She says plainly.

She is a good soul, even if she be human, a good soul indeed, she has a gift that I will never possess and I envy her for it, but that makes her all the more intriguiging. Perhaps I am too gruff, with the others, and perhaps I am not elven enough for others, but she makes me feel, more... alive, then anything else here. I can take solace in that, Keith thinks to himself as he cleans his blade.

"I had not realized that I seemed so menacing back there, I do not often realize that others are much more diplomatic then I. Thank you," he says slowly, his voice barely wavering, "though you will need your rest, beloved. The morrow will bring more challenges, and hpefully more success."
 

"Please everyone stay away from the small room over there." Lyrique points to the door leading to the teleport disk, "We have no idea where it goes and don't have the strength to deal with it at the moment." He then sits down on the floor and sings a soft elven lullaby until he is in trance.
 


The interior of the black tower is just as warm as before, completely obviating the harsh chill of the arctic land outside. While the glass-encased spear does dance with fire, it doesn't seem as if the heat radiates from there.

The night passes uneventfully.
 

Lyrique looks out the front door and looks around. Hopefuly there is not a nation of Orcs or giants awaiting them.
"Rise and shine Students of Drell. We have people to rescue!"
He looks over at his friends and quietly sings a prayer to the gods that he has friends like these.
 

Keith is already up, watching over the others, "If we intend to make this an outpost then it must be investigated, so we know its layout, after we investigate we return to the matter at hand."
 

Remove ads

Top