Academy of Drell, Part 7

[GnomeWorks]

Charlotte drops her head a little at the sight of the fallen dwarf.

"I didn't know him that well," Charlotte says quietly, "but at least he fell in helping the villagers. I'm certain that there are few nobler ways to fall, than in the assistance of others."

How touching.
Shut up.
You said yourself you didn't know him that well. How can you say something for someone you didn't even know?
Something needs to be said.
What, for the others? Or for yourself?
I don't want to have this conversation.
There are many things you don't want to have to deal with. But even then, you know that you'll have to face them.
Fine! Do you want to know why? Because I feel bad that I didn't know him that well. Because I feel like I should've... now leave me be!

She looks to Rallyn. "You're right, we can't let the villagers know... once we're back, though, we can give him a proper burial. For now, though, we must press on."

She then continues on, her face betraying little of her emotions.

 

[Dalamar]

Sildarin conjures up a blanket to cover Boromin's body with and then presents it for Keith to carry, along with the sack containing the shattered pieces of armor and shield.
"Hold him... I'll go ahead.. to activate the teleporter..."

 

[Tokiwong]

Keith stays silent and says nothing, not really knowing what to say for a stranger, even if he did help.

 

[Zhure]

The flattened pyramid is indeed a side-plot and not important. If you wish to ignore it, that's ok, and as a group you can go back to the black tower, or whatever you want to do. .

 

[Argent Silvermage]

The flattened pyramid is indeed a side-plot and not important. If you wish to ignore it, that's ok, and as a group you can go back to the black tower, or whatever you want to do. .

Lyrique starts singing again and resumes leading the Drellians back to the tower.
Boromin will have his song. I'll sing it myself. But first we need to get the people out of here and back home. He thinks to himself.

 

[Tokiwong]

Keith continues to lead the people back, his eyes sharp.. and with the news of Boromin his hand growing a little tighter around Charlotte's... I will not lose her... we have come much to far this day!

 

[Jarval]

Mortimer places his sorrow aside for now, and take Rallyn's lead. He forces a smile as he catches up with the townspeople.

"Come on folks, not much further now. We should be back on Drell before long."

 

[Zhure]

A short interlude of more drudgery through the snow.

A few of the townsfolk fall down, apparently from exhaustion. Mortimer lifts them up physically, Lyrique the same via his music. Charlotte and Keith lead by their solidarity.

Travellios is uncommonly silent, perhaps the cold too is sapping his strength.

* * * *

Meanwhile, Sildarin using some of the remaining duration of his flight, speeds forward toward the black tower.

En route, much the same as he has seen before; no signs of life.

The tower stands as before, the doors once more closed. Several sets of tracks circle the perimeter of the tower.

 

[Dalamar]

I forgot to ask Lyrique how he opens the door...
That's so like you, forgetting something that important.
I didn't hear you reminding me.
That was none of my business, why would I have reminded you?
Because I'm considering sending you ask him.
You do realise that it takes for me to get back almost as long as it does for the rest of them? Besides, I still can't speak with them.

Sildarin tries to find a way to open the door. If he doesn't find anything, he'll start circling the tower in the air, trying to find a window or similar. If he feels the effect from his tattoo is expiring, he triggers his own fly.

 

[GnomeWorks]

Charlotte continues on, supporting those who need it as they trudge ever onwards...