(Casual D&D II) The Fellowship of the White Dove

[DrZombie]

Raven helps the man inside, helping him to a chair near the fire.

"Yattro, we have a new guest it seems"

"here you go, some stew. Carefull it's still hot"

He then goes outside to have a look at the mule, see if it's allright (animal handling 15)

[ooc : raven is about 6'I guess]

 

[Guilt Puppy]

Yattro comes to meet the man, looking worried at first, but once he sees the new traveler he enters the concerned busy state with which he greeted you on your arrival.

"Goodness, I'm glad I left the stove burning earlier, and with good fortune... Raven? Leave the stew, but I think our friend needs some rest..."

He leads helps the newcomer to his bed (where he will stay 'til Sunday ) making no small fuss about.

It is a short time before his return. He immediately begins scanning the horizon in the direction from which the stranger came, his silver-lined brow furrowed with worry.

"Could hardly get a word from the man... He must have traveled hard."

Shaking his head, he turns to Nurthk.

"We're short on cots, I'm afraid, but I laid out some bedrolls. It'll be a tight space in there, but that should at least keep the room warm." His voice trails off a bit into overplayed embarrassment: "Which is good, because I'm short a few blankets..."

 

[Uriel]

Settling down with his bedroll, (so as to leave room in whatever beds there are for the bigger folk), Niccolo happily pulls out his Violins, lovingly cleaning each before putting them back in their cases. Then, he does the same for his little Rapier, though it has seen little use as of late.
Gnoshing on a bit of leftover, the Gnome dons his long cap(complete with yellow tassel) and begins snoring almost immediately...

 

[Festy_Dog]

"We're short on cots, I'm afraid, but I laid out some bedrolls."

Nurthk waves his hand dismissively.

"No worries Yattro, I've always been more comfortable on the ground. And there's a roof, which is more than I uaually hope for," he says with a smile, "I'll see you in the morning, pleasant dreams."

Nurthk gets ready for bed before falling asleep rather quickly.

 

[DrZombie]

Since he knows just how many people the cabin can accomodate, Raven just makes himself comfortable in the stables.

"G'night Jake"

 

[doghead]

Xiao waits quietly as those who leave the guesthouse leave and helps to put it back into order for sleeping. Even his poor algebra is enough to work out that there are not enough cots, but with everone settling on the floor, its seems he is going to have to take one to give the others enough room. Pulling out his blanket he says good night to those who are there and promptly falls asleep, waking only breifly as the old man is brought in.

Once again, there seems to be little he can do but stay out of the way. One day, perhaps, he will be able to offer something. But not tonight, so get sleep for tomorrow.

 

[Guilt Puppy]

waking only breifly as the old man is brought in.

(I know the geography gets a bit confusing, but the old man was brought into Yattro's room -- the smaller space where you originally huddled in -- seeing as the stove provided heating. Yattro, for his part, will wait on sleeping for a while.)

Morning comes, perhaps too soon by your standards. It is around noon when Yattro pokes his head in to wake you (except for Fendric and Shavah, who have been up preparing spells and the like for a while already), to inform you that Kentaro arrives.

He is accompanied only by two this time: Kyrr, who again interprets, and a short, boxy half-orc who is introduced to you as Yandall.

"I am sorry if I have arrived too early," he begins, noticing the look of the freshly-woken about you. "I will not take much time."

Kentaro produces two small hide bags, about the size of a sling bullet, which are tied shut by and hang suspended from long hide lines, one held loosely in each hand.

"When a ravast dies, there is a burning-ritual, and the ashes are gathered to preserve the insight of his spirit." He raises his hands, and the bags along with them. "They are given as gifts only for the greatest accomplishments."

He looks down at what he holds, then back toward your number.

"These were the ashes of my father."

He approaches Nurthk, placing one around his neck.

"For your agreement to turn back your course and preserve the way of things, I give one to your group. May it see you succeed in your battle against your death cultists."

He then approaches Raven, placing one around his neck.

"Raven of Clan Cwdmyr, for your help in finding peace and resolution between our two groups, I give one to you as well. May it see you well wherever your path shall lead."

Taking a few steps back, unsmiling, Kentaro turns back to Nurthk.

"Now that that is done, Yandall would like to meet you," he says, gesturing to the half-orc.

"Hello," says the half-orc.

(Oh, as far as those necklaces are concerned, each is a periapt of wisdom +2... His description should be good enough that you characters get that gist, especially once those who speak Orcish give you a better translation.)

 

[Festy_Dog]

"For your agreement to turn back your course and preserve the way of things, I give one to your group. May it see you succeed in your battle against your death cultists."

"You are too kind, Ravast, but know it will aid us greatly," he says with a broad smile.

"Hello," says the half-orc.

"Greetings Yandall, what brings you here? he asks, though already suspecting the answer.

 

[Guilt Puppy]

"Greetings Yandall, what brings you here? he asks, though already suspecting the answer.

"I heard there was someone with orc blood here. I've only met one other, a traveler like yourself, who came through here." He pauses for a moment, looking you over. "You are very tall."

 

[doghead]

In the general coming and going of the morning, no one is quite sure when they first notice, but as you gather together you realise that Xiao is no longer among your number.

The rather ostentatious heavy crossbow* he had carried lies at the end of his bed along with the bolts. Tucked under it is a folded slip of paper. On it is a stick figure drawing of a horned man, or perhaps it is gatehouse, though some think it suggests a tree and a path.

But the man and everything else he carried has gone.

ooc: GP, if you have no objections I'll have Xiao exit stage left here.

*It's masterwork. He took it from a man trying to use it to take from him.