(Casual D&D IV) A Knight for a Pawn

"Let's go.", Raven says, eager to be off. "The faster we get those letters delivered, the faster we can ... Well, whatever it is we'll do then."
 

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Shavah returns Xiao's hug to the best of her ability, which is relatively slight; Oliver's handshake appears to be more her taste. Still, she grins and waves warmly before leading her horse off into the city, to find the men of Cuthbert, and whatever shall come next...

The next two days of travel are an easy backtrack. The sea air is calming (although Oliver's joints might disagree) and the roads are quiet and steady. One night's camp passes uneventfully, and shortly before the sun sets you arrive again at Corrige; the festival decorations have all come down, but otherwise the tightly-packed city is as you had left it.

(Will Saves, please.)
 



Nurthk stifles a yawn and looks about with relatively little interest. His thoughts were mostly directed towards Shavah, and the battles she was soon to face. It wasn't often he truly felt torn between two things that he felt both deserved his immediate attention, but in the end he was still delivering letters. He hoped it would turn out to be the right decision. He put the tiny young raven in front of him on the saddle for a while, wanting it to get some fresh air through it's feathers.

OOC: Will Save 17
 

Fendric (will save): 16
Hiritus (will save): 9

Fendric arrives in Corrige happy to be rid of undead seers, and objections to the land route. Hiritus is just happy to be here.

Along the way, Fendric has expended no spells save his Sendings and the odd Create Food and Water. These are documented below:

First day (to Aramil Kethett): Encountered Peltram, delivered letter. Pleasant fellow, exquisite hospitality. Shavah detached with your men to rescue Premule. News of war scarce there, cause believed Vera the Masked.

First day (to Lord Thedoric): We deliver your letters unsure of your motive. Tell me, please, if you were or were not Exantrius to us. You owe us honesty.
 

Raven rides ahead, scouting the trail, as has been his custom these past few months. He tries to get his raven to fly to Nurthk and back, carrying a piece of paper.

(OOC : will save 17)
 

Xiao Yu, male human master of mayhem

DrZombie said:
Raven rides ahead, scouting the trail, as has been his custom these past few months. He tries to get his raven to fly to Nurthk and back, carrying a piece of paper.

Xiao, to amuse himself, takes to stalking Raven now and then, trying to see how close he can get, and how long he can remain undetected by his companion. It gets harder after he is busted a few times. But its good practice, and passes the time.

ooc: Hide +8, MS +8. Not really expecting rolls, just though the numbers might help ... er, somehow. Better safe than sorry.
 

Fendric said:
(to Aramil Kethett): Encountered Peltram, delivered letter. Pleasant fellow, exquisite hospitality. Shavah detached with your men to rescue Premule. News of war scarce there, cause believed Vera the Masked.

It is almost a minute before Kethett's response arrives:

"Glad Shavah found us. I'd pursue this Vera only after all other tasks completed. Peltram
may have personal agenda. Our preparations progress well. Good luck."


Fendric said:
(to Lord Thedoric): We deliver your letters unsure of your motive. Tell me, please, if you were or were not Exantrius to us. You owe us honesty.

Thedoric's response comes rather more quickly, almost immediate:

"Fendric? A sending can reach this place? I recall our days poorly, sorry to say. But I may have used that name for a time..."
 

Fendric states simply: "I have reached Lord Thedoric."

Hiritus looks at him, eyes wide. "Baershut's navel! Didn't you watch him die?"

Fendric replies: "Indeed, I supposed I had. But he replied to me - he says he recalls our days 'poorly', and that he 'could have' used the name, Exantrius."

Hiritus: "How do you feign something like that? Was he possessed? Dominated?"

Fendric: "I can find out - my Lord permits me a score and five words per granting of the power of Sending. I have cast none yet today."
 

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