Cold Truths (part 1: The Missing Duke)

Seeing that things are winding down, fires being started, books being read, etc., Uri says, "I suppose we should set a watch. I'd like to set off early tommorow and make good time. I'll watch last, I'm not very hungry just now." With that, Uri pick a decent looking corner to curl up in with his thick blanket and doze off.
 

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ooc: Doh, forgot the whole "You are entering Armet" part of your post...

IC
Aleran leans back and smiles and laughs at his mistake. "It would seem that I have underestimated the distance that we have traveled. It's a good thing that I am not a map maker or no two maps would ever be the same." Once the man has stopped laughing Aleran will lean in towards him once again.

"On our travels we have heard that there was a duke that lived near by, his name was Baerds I believe, we had discussed approaching him and seeing if he had any work for us. Is there anything about him that you can tell us?"
 


Mimic said:
ooc: Doh, forgot the whole "You are entering Armet" part of your post...

IC
Aleran leans back and smiles and laughs at his mistake. "It would seem that I have underestimated the distance that we have traveled. It's a good thing that I am not a map maker or no two maps would ever be the same." Once the man has stopped laughing Aleran will lean in towards him once again.

"On our travels we have heard that there was a duke that lived near by, his name was Baerds I believe, we had discussed approaching him and seeing if he had any work for us. Is there anything about him that you can tell us?"

"'It is a strong man that can admit his weaknessess', me pap used to say.
"Ah, Duke Baerd eh? He's an odd one, mostly keeps to himself. Used to be some bigwig in the army I think. Funny thing though, he used to come into Armet abount once a month to visit Georges' place. He ain't been in town that I seen though and it's been at least a month since George closed down and went south.
"And one other thing, theres been some weird lights at night the last couple nights. All yellow and orange comin from the north. Normally I'd just pass it off as The Veil* but it's been to cloudy for that.
"well, one thing's for sure, I'm ready to eat. I got some stew we can heat. It's not much, but better'n nothin'."
 

OOC: My apologies to the players. I Seem to have been caught by the flu for the first time in several years. I am just now coming out of a Ny-Quil induced haze... I hope you all are still out there.
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Vax's stew is a bit thin, but has a good flavor. That, along with the long trek here, leads to quick slumber for all but those determined to stand watch. The night passes with an eerie quiet and morning dawns cloudy and cold. There is a tang in the air that promises snow, and soon.
"Aye, there'll be snow today and thats fer sure." Vax says around a mouthfull of oat and barley mash that he's made up. "if'n yer gonna go see that Duke, ye best git goin'. Time 'n tide waits fer no man, so they say, and i'd say that'd include snow."
 

"Many thanks for the hospitality and the food, not many would share what they have with total strangers." Aleran tells Vax as he shakes his hand.

"We will take your warning to heart and leave as quickly as possible."

Aleran will pack up his stuff and help anyone who needs it, he will try and make sure they leave as soon as possible.
 


"Let us get going," says the unshaven Woden, who actually had a good night's sleep INSIDE a house but refuses to admit it. He goes out to check if Skaris is still there and feeds him with a bit of the stew he scavenged.
 

DM: I'm assuming that I didn't find anything else of interest upstairs, and decided to sleep in one of the beds? Did I find out what the source of the flowery smell was?
 

Lazlow said:
DM: I'm assuming that I didn't find anything else of interest upstairs, and decided to sleep in one of the beds? Did I find out what the source of the flowery smell was?
Each room, save one, was like the first. A sparsely furnished room, dominated by a rather large bed. In each was a small table and a dresser, each containing a small leather bound book. And each with a similar, but not the same, lingering smell.
The one different, the one room at the end of the hall, was rather larger than the others and definitly better furnished. It contains a bed, not as large or as soft as the others, a table with a few chairs around it, and a decent sized desk with many small compartments. Whoever stayed here was obviously very organized. There is a different odor here, one of tobacco and sweat. You get the impression that the person who's room this was stayed in here frequently
As you've found it, you decide to claim this room for the night and sleep well except for a few strange dreams that include a large man with a full beard and several very attractive women who, for some reason, seem to be doting on him quite heavily.
In the morning, you wander downstairs, sleepy-eyed, to find the rest of the group, including vax, hungrily attacking small bowls of a thick substance.
 

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