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<blockquote data-quote="MarauderX" data-source="post: 1797061" data-attributes="member: 9990"><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><strong><u>Session 18: Elven Interruption</u></strong></span></p><p></p><p>The group stared around the fire as the elf approached. He wiped the viscious blood from his scimitar, and as he did Jerrin approached and couldn't tell whether there was human blood on the blade. Invoking a means to speak with animals, Jerrin then asked Tempest, his wolfhound companion, what type of blood was on the weapon. Tempest replied that both hobgoblin and human blood were on the blade, but could not tell when or whether the blood was from Shamuss the Sage. </p><p></p><p>As they proceeded with the sages' burial, the group noticed that the packs the sages had brought with them were gone. Turning, Varekai saw a few papers near the fire, and in the fire the packs were burning slowly. Varekai grabbed a staff and yanked the charred packs out of the fire one by one. Searching through and through the pages near the fire, they put together only a few readable pages from Shamuss's journal. Reading through them they discussed what it could mean and why someone would want to throw them into the fire. The fire light cast an eerie glow across faces as the groups shuffled to either side to discuss their thoughts with one another. </p><p></p><p>Jerrin, Thovaas and Alex grouped and talked about why the elf might want to murder the sages. Alex strode up to the elf as he and the dwarf, Gregor, went silent. Alex made some conversation with them, gaining a bit of their trust by badmouthing the paladin. Gregor seemed irked that the paladin would ever think it was Myrrin or anyone else, and was convinced the hobgoblins probably had an assassin looking for something on the sages. The elf didn't say to much and Alex gained a bit of trust from the huffy dwarf. </p><p></p><p>Jerrin was given the pages for safe keeping, and he and a few others slept away the few hours until dawn. Once dawn approached the group talked to the sages and Myrrin to see if anything had changed. Quentin guarded the head sage, Rian, carefully whenever anyone wanted to speak to him. A few saw a small sparrow fly among them to land on Jerrin's shoulder, and it spoke softly into his ear, then Jerrin whispered something to it before he returned to stride through the thickets with ease. </p><p></p><p>The group traveled very slowly during the day as a dull drizzle fell from the overcast sky. Between travelling through the forest, the weather and the little sleep the sages had, the progress was extremely slow. The day passed and everyone in the group was cold and soaked to the bone. The sages were glad to stop early and start a fire to try to stay warm before the night fell. Everyone agreed to having double watches so that they could keep an eye on one another. </p><p></p><p>During Alex and Varekai's watch, Alex saw movement at the edge of the fire light. It was a familiar face to Alex, though not necessarily friendly, and Varekai sprang from his seat ready to face an attack for the second night in a row. Instead Alex told him to lower his guard as the elf approached. Once in the firelight Alex knew it was He'lander, a friend of Jerrin's, and he spoke only to say that he had business with Jerrin.</p><p></p><p>Jerrin and He'lander spoke for a time, and elf seemed distressed about something that he needed to share with the halfling. After half an hour the two parted, and He'lander was swallowed by the darkness of the night. The others took watches and the rest of the night passed without incident, save some verbal sparring with Myrrin. When the sages woke they immediately noticed their missing packs. At first they seethed quietly, then their voices crested as they realized someone in the group had thrown their backpacks into the fire and ensured that all their belongings were destroyed. Rian was livid, tearing into Alex, Quentin and Varekai, then Yaritza before cursing everyone but his fellow sage. Myrrin pointed out that he was lucky to be alive, unlike three of his comrads, and the sages fell into frustrated silence. </p><p></p><p>The next day passed as slowly as the last, the rain and forest slowing down the sages to nearly a crawl. The night was nearly as miserable, and the campfire was the only thing keeping the sages from catching a sickness. The day was a little better as the rain had ceased. As they made their way through the forest they passed through a meadow, and on the other side of it they were hailed by a group of elves. </p><p></p><p>Myrrin called back to them, waving his hand at them, and they were just as rain soaked as the party and had a grim look of determination. There were only four of them, and He'lander was one of their number. They were still some distance away, and called out for the sages to be released to them under their care. Thovaas and the others questioned why, and the elves explained that they were afraid the sages knew too much and had to go through a proceedure to erase some of their memories. The group negotiated with the elves to talk with Rian, and Rian would be accompanied by Quentin. He'lander and the elf leader, Thamios, met them in the middle of the meadow. </p><p></p><p>Thamios insisted that both sages come with them, that the elves wouldn't leave unless the sages were with them. Thamios slowly reached out for Rian, waving his hand to come as if Rian were a reluctant child. Rian looked at Quentin, and just as he was about to speak, two flame-tipped arrows sailed through the meadow to attack the party. Thamios drew two scimitars and struck Rian to the ground with a slashing blow. The elven wizard cast a spell which webbed in Varekai, Jerrin and his mount Tempest. Myrrin drew his scimitars and attacked Akashira from behind, and Gregor's mouth fell open in astonishment that transformed into a blind rage as he charged for the elf. </p><p></p><p>Quentin stepped back and fired an arrow that connected with He'lander, ruining the spell he was in the middle of casting. The others reacted to close around Myrrin while Yaritza cast spells at the elven archer. Flaming arrows descended to strike Quentin before he and Varekai closed to engage Thamios face to face. Jerrin struggled out of the web before calling forth a wolven spirit nearly at the same time as He'lander sent his to attack the elven wizard. Alex closed the distance between himself and the elven archer as a rolling ball of flame chased him through the brush. The wizard cast a spell to mirror himself before casting another to blind He'lander.</p><p></p><p>Myrrin fell to a Thovaas's sword, saving Akashira from his speedy blades as she struggled to remain concious. Thovaas stabilized her wounds before she ran to aid Quentin and Varekai, the latter of which had several slash wounds across his unarmored body. </p><p></p><p>The archer was tripped to the ground by the large summoned wolf, and the elven wizard's images were disappearing rapidly. Thamios was knocked to the ground after giving up his last scimitar, his smug face fully expecting leaniancy. The wizard cast one last spell, her magic arching to center around Thamios in an effort for him to escape by surrounding him with a stinking cloud. Akashira, Varekai and Jerrin fled the cloud of noxious gas and coughed violently afterward. Gregor charged straight to Thamios in the center of the cloud as he lay on the ground and his axe could be heard by all as it crunched and splattered the elf's bones and blood in bitter hate. </p><p></p><p>The elven archer was skewered by Alex's rapier and the wizard was flipped through the air and battered on the ground by the pair of summoned wolves and her torn body lay still as the first ray of sun in three days split the clouds to beam down on her broken form. Gregor, coughing, emerged from the cloud of stench with fresh blood covering the entire front of his body. He stared wildly, and his teeth gritted as he saw the blind elf He'lander stumble towards him. The dwarf took several steps towards his new target before Jerrin could intervene. The dwarf cursed them both and sank his axe into the tree next to him in frustration. </p><p></p><p>The tension eased from the fight, and one by one they relaxed in the open forest. In his own defense He'lander explained that when he requested help he didn't expect killers out for their agenda. The eerie realization of what they had read and saw started to dawn on them as they had over a week left to journey back to Sukyskin, let alone Kargam.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="MarauderX, post: 1797061, member: 9990"] [SIZE=4][B][U]Session 18: Elven Interruption[/U][/B][/SIZE] The group stared around the fire as the elf approached. He wiped the viscious blood from his scimitar, and as he did Jerrin approached and couldn't tell whether there was human blood on the blade. Invoking a means to speak with animals, Jerrin then asked Tempest, his wolfhound companion, what type of blood was on the weapon. Tempest replied that both hobgoblin and human blood were on the blade, but could not tell when or whether the blood was from Shamuss the Sage. As they proceeded with the sages' burial, the group noticed that the packs the sages had brought with them were gone. Turning, Varekai saw a few papers near the fire, and in the fire the packs were burning slowly. Varekai grabbed a staff and yanked the charred packs out of the fire one by one. Searching through and through the pages near the fire, they put together only a few readable pages from Shamuss's journal. Reading through them they discussed what it could mean and why someone would want to throw them into the fire. The fire light cast an eerie glow across faces as the groups shuffled to either side to discuss their thoughts with one another. Jerrin, Thovaas and Alex grouped and talked about why the elf might want to murder the sages. Alex strode up to the elf as he and the dwarf, Gregor, went silent. Alex made some conversation with them, gaining a bit of their trust by badmouthing the paladin. Gregor seemed irked that the paladin would ever think it was Myrrin or anyone else, and was convinced the hobgoblins probably had an assassin looking for something on the sages. The elf didn't say to much and Alex gained a bit of trust from the huffy dwarf. Jerrin was given the pages for safe keeping, and he and a few others slept away the few hours until dawn. Once dawn approached the group talked to the sages and Myrrin to see if anything had changed. Quentin guarded the head sage, Rian, carefully whenever anyone wanted to speak to him. A few saw a small sparrow fly among them to land on Jerrin's shoulder, and it spoke softly into his ear, then Jerrin whispered something to it before he returned to stride through the thickets with ease. The group traveled very slowly during the day as a dull drizzle fell from the overcast sky. Between travelling through the forest, the weather and the little sleep the sages had, the progress was extremely slow. The day passed and everyone in the group was cold and soaked to the bone. The sages were glad to stop early and start a fire to try to stay warm before the night fell. Everyone agreed to having double watches so that they could keep an eye on one another. During Alex and Varekai's watch, Alex saw movement at the edge of the fire light. It was a familiar face to Alex, though not necessarily friendly, and Varekai sprang from his seat ready to face an attack for the second night in a row. Instead Alex told him to lower his guard as the elf approached. Once in the firelight Alex knew it was He'lander, a friend of Jerrin's, and he spoke only to say that he had business with Jerrin. Jerrin and He'lander spoke for a time, and elf seemed distressed about something that he needed to share with the halfling. After half an hour the two parted, and He'lander was swallowed by the darkness of the night. The others took watches and the rest of the night passed without incident, save some verbal sparring with Myrrin. When the sages woke they immediately noticed their missing packs. At first they seethed quietly, then their voices crested as they realized someone in the group had thrown their backpacks into the fire and ensured that all their belongings were destroyed. Rian was livid, tearing into Alex, Quentin and Varekai, then Yaritza before cursing everyone but his fellow sage. Myrrin pointed out that he was lucky to be alive, unlike three of his comrads, and the sages fell into frustrated silence. The next day passed as slowly as the last, the rain and forest slowing down the sages to nearly a crawl. The night was nearly as miserable, and the campfire was the only thing keeping the sages from catching a sickness. The day was a little better as the rain had ceased. As they made their way through the forest they passed through a meadow, and on the other side of it they were hailed by a group of elves. Myrrin called back to them, waving his hand at them, and they were just as rain soaked as the party and had a grim look of determination. There were only four of them, and He'lander was one of their number. They were still some distance away, and called out for the sages to be released to them under their care. Thovaas and the others questioned why, and the elves explained that they were afraid the sages knew too much and had to go through a proceedure to erase some of their memories. The group negotiated with the elves to talk with Rian, and Rian would be accompanied by Quentin. He'lander and the elf leader, Thamios, met them in the middle of the meadow. Thamios insisted that both sages come with them, that the elves wouldn't leave unless the sages were with them. Thamios slowly reached out for Rian, waving his hand to come as if Rian were a reluctant child. Rian looked at Quentin, and just as he was about to speak, two flame-tipped arrows sailed through the meadow to attack the party. Thamios drew two scimitars and struck Rian to the ground with a slashing blow. The elven wizard cast a spell which webbed in Varekai, Jerrin and his mount Tempest. Myrrin drew his scimitars and attacked Akashira from behind, and Gregor's mouth fell open in astonishment that transformed into a blind rage as he charged for the elf. Quentin stepped back and fired an arrow that connected with He'lander, ruining the spell he was in the middle of casting. The others reacted to close around Myrrin while Yaritza cast spells at the elven archer. Flaming arrows descended to strike Quentin before he and Varekai closed to engage Thamios face to face. Jerrin struggled out of the web before calling forth a wolven spirit nearly at the same time as He'lander sent his to attack the elven wizard. Alex closed the distance between himself and the elven archer as a rolling ball of flame chased him through the brush. The wizard cast a spell to mirror himself before casting another to blind He'lander. Myrrin fell to a Thovaas's sword, saving Akashira from his speedy blades as she struggled to remain concious. Thovaas stabilized her wounds before she ran to aid Quentin and Varekai, the latter of which had several slash wounds across his unarmored body. The archer was tripped to the ground by the large summoned wolf, and the elven wizard's images were disappearing rapidly. Thamios was knocked to the ground after giving up his last scimitar, his smug face fully expecting leaniancy. The wizard cast one last spell, her magic arching to center around Thamios in an effort for him to escape by surrounding him with a stinking cloud. Akashira, Varekai and Jerrin fled the cloud of noxious gas and coughed violently afterward. Gregor charged straight to Thamios in the center of the cloud as he lay on the ground and his axe could be heard by all as it crunched and splattered the elf's bones and blood in bitter hate. The elven archer was skewered by Alex's rapier and the wizard was flipped through the air and battered on the ground by the pair of summoned wolves and her torn body lay still as the first ray of sun in three days split the clouds to beam down on her broken form. Gregor, coughing, emerged from the cloud of stench with fresh blood covering the entire front of his body. He stared wildly, and his teeth gritted as he saw the blind elf He'lander stumble towards him. The dwarf took several steps towards his new target before Jerrin could intervene. The dwarf cursed them both and sank his axe into the tree next to him in frustration. The tension eased from the fight, and one by one they relaxed in the open forest. In his own defense He'lander explained that when he requested help he didn't expect killers out for their agenda. The eerie realization of what they had read and saw started to dawn on them as they had over a week left to journey back to Sukyskin, let alone Kargam. [/QUOTE]
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