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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Uriel" data-source="post: 1094482" data-attributes="member: 8222">< Survival result 5+roll 19=24>Troi figures that there will be fairly clear skies, perhaps with some light rain tomorrow, the way that things look as of now.Gunnerson smiles at Troi's familiarity, looking from one face to the next. Satisfied that you folks aren't trouble of any sort, the Roadwarden waves you inside, retreating out of the humid morning's Sun.Once inside, you see that there is a Commons room able to seat perhaps 20 folks in a pinch. Most likely, this is for travellers caught away from the City in bad weather or perhaps for meetings for the local farmers or craftsmen. Gunnerson brings a pitcher of water to the table, gesturing towards the many cups that sit upside-down upon it, all the while watching you all, one face to the next.When Gunnarson is satisfied that you are comfortable, he begins 'Well, here it is, then. A couple of nights back, I was on patrol, along with Frederic, he's one of the men out in the yard, shoeing horses. Anyways, Fred and I comes across a Wagon, one that we recognized, seeing as it passed two and from the Vinyard South of here every other day or so,it or one just like it, anyhow. The Wagon was off on the side of the road, with not a sign of either the driver or his mate, as they always travel in twos from when we'd see them. Neither was there any sign of the horses.The entire area was covered in blood, as if some beast or a great number of them was fighting over the bodies and had torn them apart, carrying them off.All of the barrels were smashed as well. We dismounted to investigate, crossbows at the ready, and found many prints of boots, heavy like a man and sized the same. As well, we found prints of some animal, wolf-like or perhaps dogs of some sort.And as well, I found this... Gunnerson reaches into his belt pouch, pulling forth a thong of leather, upon which is a fetish of some sort. A long canine tooth and several red and blue beads strung on either side.Gunnerson passes it around the table for you to examine. As you each get a better look at the thing, the man continues, though the timbre of his voice suggests that he is forcing this a bit, as if he was nervous or unsure of it (or of the reactrion that it might cause in you) 'As we were remounting, off inthe distance, on a hill, I saw someone watching us. Perhaps a quarter of a mile, though there was a very bright moon that night. I couldn't see him or her clearly, but i did see what happened next. The person changed...turned into an animal on four legs and loped off over that hill. That's all I have to tell you, though you are free to ask me any more questions, if'n you like. I have an hour yet before I go on patrol. I, uh...don't really want to patrol at night anymore, so the Sgt has allowed me day Warding  for a bit.'</blockquote>

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