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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Old Fezziwig" data-source="post: 2735422" data-attributes="member: 59">[sblock]No beef.[/sblock]Int. - Militia Offices of the City of Boston - Same"Well, I have the word of some of the refugees, and Master Webster corroborates their stories.  None of them would go near enough to actually inspect the area, as they feared attacks by the Nipmucks or Agawam, but, yes, I do have reason to believe that some sort of celestial body has found its way to God's own earth.  As for Master Webster, I can have James and Thomas direct you to his residence."  He turns to Somerset.  "Any supplies you need can be found at the stores.  Take this writ," he hands you some paper, "and you should find the men there most agreeable.  If there's nothing further, godspeed to both of you, and Long Live the King."Ext. - the Residence of Master Adam Webster in Boston - SameA short walk brings the two of you to a humble house on Summer Street, only a short walk from the common on the one end and a stone's throw from the wharfs and docks of Boston Harbor on the other.  A young woman, pretty in a chaste way answers the door.  Upon explaining your business, she brings you in to see her brother, Master Webster.Int. - the Residence of Master Adam Webster in Boston - SameMaster Webster is a sick young man, pale and bespectacled, constantly coughing into a handkerchief.  He smiles warmly at the two of you and invites you to be seated.  He pours some port out for the two of you and takes a third glass for himself.  "Out towards New Warrenton?  That's dangerous country, gentlemen.  You are aware of the Indian problems out there, I trust?"  He smiles drolly and coughs again.  Blood stains the cloth.  "The most direct path out to New Warrenton and the Connecticut River Valley is not very well-maintained, either.  You could travel down to Springfield and then up river, but that would take you a day or two out of your way, surely.  The quickest way out is to cross through Dedham, and then bear due west-northwest, through Medfield and Marlborough and out to Hatfield.  Due north from there, about five miles south of New Warrenton and on the banks of the Connecticut River is where you'll find the place where I suspect there is a meteorite crash."He pauses at Pitcairne's questioning, coughs lightly and continues.  "I am, of course, not as well educated as yourself, Mr. Pitcairne, but I had the fortune to study abroad at Cambridge for one semester, where I learned what I know of astronomy.  Unfortunately, my health," he clears his throat, "did not permit me to stay long, and I was sent with my sister to my aunt's house here in the colonies.  I have no reference materials save what I was able to store in here."  Webster grins and taps the side of his head with his forefinger.  "The charts that you have there are indeed my work, and I took most of them fairly late in the evening, well after the sun had set.  I can't promise that each night had the same chart drawn at the same time, but it was as near as I could make it."Webster is racked by a fit of coughing and as he swallows it down with a sip of port, he resumes speaking.  "Before I ask you to leave, I will hope that you will not find it forward of me to offer you a suggestion, gentlemen.  I don't know what has happened out in the River Valley, and I could be slightly addled — given my health, I can never feel one hundred percent sure of my own well-being, mind or body, which leads me to following or insisting upon some of my more impertinent impulses.  Nevertheless, I would speak freely and urge both of you to the utmost caution.  Even a layman such as yourself, Master Somerset, can surely see that these star charts prove the bard in every way — there is more to heaven and earth than is dreamt of in our philosophy.  Anything further I can help you with?"[sblock]Somerset: <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=192940" target="_blank">Various conversations later in the evening</a> lead you to believe that you'll be best able to find a scout/guide to the area in Dedham, especially if you choose it as a departure point.  Various praying Indians from nearby Natick and points south have lent their services to the colonists, either for pragmatic or ideological reasons.[/sblock]Ext. - Abcott Family Farm, outside Dedham - the same morningJust as Tisaquantum reaches the farm and greets Quincy, a horse comes thundering down the road.  On the horse, Ebezekiel Corey waves his arms, "Ho!  Abcott!"  When he reaches the two of you, he hops off his horse.  A slight man with scarecrow limbs and a beakish nose, excitement makes him look decidedly foolish, yet he is, more or less, a good person.  "They've found an Indian heading west — he couldn't explain where he was going, but got extremely nervous when they mentioned a little girl.  He tried to run.  He's in the stocks at Dedham town as we speak.  They're going to —"  He notices the Capawack scout and swallows his words.[sblock]OOC: My apologies for the brevity of this end of the post; there was a lot of exposition in the first segment.  But I think the next scenes should make up for this.  I hope.  Please feel free to interact with each other if you feel it appropriate and you're waiting for me to post an update.  I want to move things along and get into the heart of the adventure, but I don't want y'all to feel that you're being stifled.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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