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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Eccles" data-source="post: 1540368" data-attributes="member: 5675">Back at the camp, it had been decided that Halbrinn should settle down in a trance to identify some of the various items which had been taken from their foes recently. He was happy enough to do this, but it did mean that he missed much of the confusion which followed.Miles muttered the words to a spell, and grew enormous wings, swooping off to look at the stranger himself. Yvgeny again took to his heels to help Miles if he got into any trouble. The strange human seemed oblivious to Miles' dark bat-like wings swooping over his head, but he turned sharply to stare at Yvgeny, creeping up through the darkness. Hefting the enormous hammer, the armoured man stared pointedly at him, although he completely failed to spot Miles swooping down to land softly behind him."Who are you?" The stranger whirled around, to see the bat-winged man standing behind him with both hands resting on his swords.Both Miles and the hammer-wielding stranger stared at one another, both at struggling not to be the first to react, both determined not to look weak before a stranger.Finally, it was Yvgeny who broke the tense silence. "Is that hammer your only weapon?""It sure is," drawled the stranger in a thick twanging accent."It's never… never a Maul of the Titans?" Miles asked in a slightly amazed voice.The stranger blinked. He had no idea how this black-clad sneak had guessed what his weapon was so quickly. However, he had questions."It might be. Now. Are you one of the Clearwater Crusaders?" The stranger seemed to be staring particularly hard at Miles in asking this, and his grip tightened on the haft of the massive stone hammer."Yes. Now who are you, and why do you want to know?""My name is Jason. Jason Folinshire. And I ask because the rumour on the surface is that the Crusaders have turned to evil.""Evil?" Yvgeny's voice echoed with conviction and righteousness through the cavern. The stranger nodded, as though he'd learned what he needed to know from that one word. "Yes. Evil. And they've not been seen in 2 months. Apart from their gnomish mage, Halbrinn, who recently came into a lot of money."Miles frowned. "Well the group has not turned to evil. We're still heading to Maermydra." Again the man calling himself Jason nodded. Clearly he had just learned all he needed to know from Miles as well. He lowered the massive hammer to the ground, but his grip did not entirely relax."Well," said Yvgeny. "If you're headed to Maermydra, you might as well come and camp with us for the night, and we'll go in en masse in the morning.Jason nodded once again, and followed the others, explaining as he walked that he had been hired by the powers that be of Dagger Falls to come into the Underdark to oppose the creators of the "Dark Tide" which was sweeping the surface. They reached camp, such as it was, and Jason expressed dismay at what he saw. There was no campfire, and nothing worth eating either.After about an hour, he tried some of the stodgy grey-brown mess that the others were eating, and declared it to be probably one of the worst things he'd ever put in his mouth. Later, Miles showed him the collection of items which they party was carrying around, and Jason was allowed to help himself to a superb suit of Fortified Full Plate, as well as a handful of other magical weapons, boots and rings.Obviously, Jason Folinshire had been accepted into the ranks of the Clearwater Crusaders. He considered this as he fell asleep, listening to the creak of leather as others in the group moved on watch, and to the soft whisper as the gnome concentrated over the pile of items lying on the ground in front of him.</blockquote>

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