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<blockquote data-quote="Creamsteak" data-source="post: 4899690" data-attributes="member: 552"><p><strong><span style="color: silver">"I... I don't know..."</span></strong> The older woman looks quizically at the older man. He looks back timidly, as if being pressed for an answer to a question he doesn't want to think about. After a moment, his resistance breaks and he explains his reluctance.</p><p></p><p><strong>"I was among the first people to move to this small hamlet. We thought it was far enough into the forests to avoid too much extra attention, but close enough to the trade roads to keep our work a secret. I left my wife behind in Brindol while we made a homestead for ourselves. At first, we all lived out of what now makes up the tavern. Our leader, a man named Debias Cairn, had already laid the groundwork to the cellar there before I arrived. His friend, the old priest, Father Glimly had told him that this site was lucky. We would be safe here, he said. During the day, we cut back the forest and built our homes. During the night, we would poke around in the ground with lengths of wood with metal tips, espeira, looking for buried treasure. The fields around here were littered with relics of an old city. Some people would pay quite a bit for the pottery and tools we would dig up, and Debias paid us well for what we could find."</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>"After a few years, we had enough money to send for my dear wife and our families. The search for antiques became less important. That's when we started excavating this cavern. It didn't take long till we found this cave. The old stone door was forbidden to all but Glimly and Debias. We had no reason to bother them. We had good lives here, we were very lucky. That is until this boy here was... afflicted."</strong></p><p></p><p>The older man looks at the wolf-man with sad eyes.</p><p></p><p><strong>"I'm sorry, Lonnie, but we didn't know what to do. We left you to Glimly because he said he could help... and I think he has, hasn't he? You're... strong now. Mighty strong. If only your brother hadn't wanted that strength for himself..."</strong></p><p></p><p>The werewolf looks at him, his expression solemn, his tail down.</p><p></p><p><strong>"Look, I don't know what Glimly was up to. He was a bit of a shut-in, but he was good to us. He had us build the graveyard above this place because he said it would let the dead rest more easily. He said this place was closer to heaven, but... but... now I see what he meant. This isn't any closer to heaven, this isn't a good place, and even an old man can see that. If anything... I think it may be closer to hell..."</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Creamsteak, post: 4899690, member: 552"] [b][color=silver]"I... I don't know..."[/color][/b] The older woman looks quizically at the older man. He looks back timidly, as if being pressed for an answer to a question he doesn't want to think about. After a moment, his resistance breaks and he explains his reluctance. [b]"I was among the first people to move to this small hamlet. We thought it was far enough into the forests to avoid too much extra attention, but close enough to the trade roads to keep our work a secret. I left my wife behind in Brindol while we made a homestead for ourselves. At first, we all lived out of what now makes up the tavern. Our leader, a man named Debias Cairn, had already laid the groundwork to the cellar there before I arrived. His friend, the old priest, Father Glimly had told him that this site was lucky. We would be safe here, he said. During the day, we cut back the forest and built our homes. During the night, we would poke around in the ground with lengths of wood with metal tips, espeira, looking for buried treasure. The fields around here were littered with relics of an old city. Some people would pay quite a bit for the pottery and tools we would dig up, and Debias paid us well for what we could find." "After a few years, we had enough money to send for my dear wife and our families. The search for antiques became less important. That's when we started excavating this cavern. It didn't take long till we found this cave. The old stone door was forbidden to all but Glimly and Debias. We had no reason to bother them. We had good lives here, we were very lucky. That is until this boy here was... afflicted."[/b] The older man looks at the wolf-man with sad eyes. [b]"I'm sorry, Lonnie, but we didn't know what to do. We left you to Glimly because he said he could help... and I think he has, hasn't he? You're... strong now. Mighty strong. If only your brother hadn't wanted that strength for himself..."[/b] The werewolf looks at him, his expression solemn, his tail down. [b]"Look, I don't know what Glimly was up to. He was a bit of a shut-in, but he was good to us. He had us build the graveyard above this place because he said it would let the dead rest more easily. He said this place was closer to heaven, but... but... now I see what he meant. This isn't any closer to heaven, this isn't a good place, and even an old man can see that. If anything... I think it may be closer to hell..."[/b] [/QUOTE]
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