Darkness Under Cold Stones

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon is cut off by Ivan as he was about to give Lady Danya the same information about Sion. Instead he emphasizes Ivan's words with some of his own. "Lady Danya please, she must get better. I will do whatever is needed."

 

[Rhun]

"To rise before the sun is the only way to experience the fullness of the day," responds Balund, adjusting a necklace of miscellaneous bones that hangs about his neck. "And, as Ivan has said, we are hungry, and eager to begin the tasks before us."

Taking a seat at the table, the shaman nods to the innkeeper. "Mulled wine, please, and whatever you are serving for breakfast."

 

[Land Outcast]

"Mulled wine, please, and whatever you are serving for breakfast."

The man first looks at Balund's trappings "Do you have what to pay wi..." and he looks at Thoma... his eyes widen and, speechless, goes to the kitchen through the door behind the bar.

"Lady Danya please, she must get better. I will do whatever is needed."

The man interrupts "Good to have willing people, but I've already dispached two men before morningtime" -at this, Danya's mouth opens her mouth in disbelief- "I'm Robilar Cooper, Mayor of Wyvern's Nest, we can send you with the wagon after it returns, so that you have defense against bandits and orcs..." Danya's emerald eyes look at the man with both disbelief and obvious anger

"Shoon, I'll take care of her health as soon as possible"
Then she returns to the man, angered "you know I don't have limitless healing for when they return frozen... if they return at all"

"There's a reason why I sent them, we have no option, we have to at least know if the food is there... even if that means sending people away from the town in winter"

The discussion is cut short by both of them... an uneasy silence hangs on the place

 

[Dire Lemming]

So far Danya is the one other person in this town that Shoon fully trusts, and it is clear that she is deeply unsettled by the mayor's news. He can understand why, sending peasants out alone during the winter with orcs about is almost like having them executed, except far more slow and painful. This man is either inept or cruel... or both. Reminding himself that the most he can do to help Sion is to help those who are taking care of her, he makes up his mind. "Lady Danya, I have a cart and a strong horse. I will go out after them, I can... defend myself, if I must. I need not sit down to eat, I can take my breakfast with me."

 

[Land Outcast]

"I won't speak against it"

"I will speak for it, and I offer, within the limits of what we can provide, the help which might prove necessary"

"Help? what would they need help for?" Robilar clearly doesn't like the idea of spending resources on you.

Danya dismisses the man's question with a wave of the hand and looks at Balund this time...

"So, speak if we can provide any help..."

"With the plates!" yells out the elderly man, bringing Balund's wine along with a pair of bowls... He "serves" the breakfast, consisting in bread and dried meat, and, looking one last time at Thoma, refuges on his kitchen.

Danya's green eyes join Shoons now to tell him she hasn't forgotten about Sion, trying to bring calm to him.

OOC: I was actually planning to include this in the previous post, but DL's post was exelently timed

 

[Rhun]

Balund takes a sip of his hot, spiced wine and nods appreciatively. Turning his ice blue eyes upon Danya and Robilar, the shaman speaks. "Thoma and I are no strangers to the wilderness, nor to the chill of winter. We are willing to aid your village in the search of your lost supplies."

 

[Dire Lemming]

OCC: Well since I changed most all the other fluff for my character I figured I would change the horse's name too, I think it's a little better.

Shoon takes some food and then heads out to the stables where he had left the cart from the previous day. He finds Shine, the horse that has pulled them all the way from Falunas. Though not overly large, it is clear that he was bred for combat, Shoon takes a moment to wonder at how he must feel about pulling a cart. Finally finishing his food he gets to work, attempting to tie Shine to the wagon as he's seen Sion do it before.

 

[Scotley]

Kragor Human Duskblade

Seeing the pitiful breakfast being offered, Kragor decides he'd rather die fighting orcs for food as starve here waiting on it to come. He packes up the food and joins Shoon, thinking it best to keep an eye on the bounty hunter.

 

[Rhun]

Balund eagerly eats the bread and dried meat. Dying on an empty stomach didn't sound at all appealing to him. Plus, the wine was actually quite pleasant. He offers a slight smile to Thoma as the others leave to prepare horse and cart. "Soon we will walk in the footsteps of the spirits."

 

[Voadam]

Still scowling at the innkeeper Thoma tears into the chunk of bread, his tusks easily piercing the crust. His powerful jaws rip off a large bite that is quickly devoured. He nods at Balund. "Thoma is ready."