[Adventure]The Eye of the Tiger(Judge: ???)

[sblock=ooc]The letter of credit is of no value to the group currently. Get creative with it though. House Sivis is a good start.[/sblock]

The rest of the airship journey is uneventful. The sky is clear and it gets increasingly warm. Soon the group crosses the mountains that seperate Q'barra from Valenar. The thick jungle canopy below them keeps sight of the ground from them, but they can still hear the sounds of the animals. Squaks of colorful parrots and the chatter of playful monkey.

Soon enough they arrive at their destination, the village of Bloodrock. The stone roofs of the village were visible from several miles away. The dark red stone that gave the village it's name were in ample supply. Though the village didn't have a large population, the area was quite large as the houses were spread apart. The airship docks at a small tower off to one side of the village. As the group gathers themselves on the deck, a group of people wait at the botttom of the tower. They chatter excitably, though several have grim looks on their faces.
 

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As the airship approaches Bloodrock, Roswyn uses a quick prestidigitation spell to touch up her appearance. After a few moments, her hair and clothes are immaculate.

As soon as the gangplank is lowered, Roswyn bounds down to the dock. "Greetings, greetings, folk of Bloodrock! Are you waiting for us?"
 


Tondrek hardly knows they land, even dangling from the elemental support ring. Doggie stays near him, keeping others at bay, but his master and his homunculus continue working on the airship oblivious.
 

Rohna supervises the unloading of her massive dire boar Olaf from the hold with the aid of a series of ramps. Once he is on the ground and re-barded she proceeds with the rest of the party into the town proper. Gretta and Mitra trotting along on either side of the razor-tusked mount. She keeps an eye out for someone that looks like they know whats going on.
 

1As soon as the gangplank is lowered, Roswyn bounds down to the dock. "Greetings, greetings, folk of Bloodrock! Are you waiting for us?"

"Yes, yes," says a woman in a flour-stained apron. Her hair is cut short and is streaked with gray. "Word travels quicker than we thought. We are grateful for your help. The mayor is this way." The woman gestures quickly and ruehes off further into town.
 



"Yes, yes," says a woman in a flour-stained apron. Her hair is cut short and is streaked with gray. "Word travels quicker than we thought. We are grateful for your help. The mayor is this way."

"You can relax now," Roswyn reassures her. "Roswyn's Rogues are here!" She looks around. "Um, where's Tondrek? He didn't fall off the ship, did he?"
 


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