Doom of the Savage Kings

[Deuce Traveler]

Tender answers quietly, "So we have the hammer head's location. Where is the haft or do we go and create a new haft? It's not like I'm a blacksmith, and wouldn't it look odd if we take a known relic to the local smith for fixing?"

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Lizt crossed her arms and frowned. "Don't look at me. I make rope for a living." She eyed Gratien. "And somehow I don't think Mr. Elf of Mystery is all that good with hammer and an anvil, either." A glimmer of understanding inked Alois's eyes. He interjected, "Wait, what? You mean steal from the church?! We can't do that!"

 

[Deuce Traveler]

"Tch. I was thinking more like borrowing," Boral answers. "We'd give it back. Why would we want to keep an old dirty hammer?"

Kurl says, "And should that poor church accidentally get burned down in the confusion of the next few days, our having that hammer would have really been us saving it from future mishap. Not that I can see the future or anything.

 

[Scott DeWar]

"Kurl, no. Don't even think about it." chides Hank

Homer gives Kurl a dirty look.

Franko, on the other hand, gets a rather thoughtful look, a slight smile and a quick wink to Kurl.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Alois frowned. "Why don't we just ask Father Beacom to borrow it?"

Lizt snapped, "Because, you dumb oaf, he's not going to just let us borrow it. A relic like that? He'll covet its safety more than a fat man does a meat pie."

Gratien finished talking with Father Beacom about the stained glass window and strode over to the others. "Ready to go?"

 

[GlassEye]

As the group stood just outside the door to the chapel, near the corner of the building, Father Beacom exited the chapel. Trailed once again by his two acolytes the stodgy priest of Justicia moved wordlessly past the group to the center of the town square where he resumed haranguing the villagers of Hirot.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Tender nods and says, "Yes, as tempting as it is to grab that hammerhead, we probably shouldn't piss off the locals until we know a bit more about what we are getting ourselves into."

Boral agrees, "Maybe later we can read some manuscripts from the chapel and maybe find a clue to what's going on. For right now, the nearby bog where the creature lairs seems to be our best lead."

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Alois nodded in agreement. Gratien quirked an eyebrow, trying but failing for the moment to pick up the thread of conversation. He chose instead to bow slightly to the group, and flourish his arm and hand in a gesture toward the door. "Shall we?"

Lizt huffed, not happy at leaving without the hammer in her hands. She grumbled something to herself, but stalked out the Temple door nonetheless.

Alois moved to follow. "Which way to the marsh, again? Northeast?"

 

[GlassEye]

Presuming no one has anything they wish to do before leaving town...

Llore, who seems to have attached himself to the group of would-be demon slayers, nods.

"Aye, northeast."

There is only one gate out of Hirot and that is on the south side of the village. It takes little time to get there and then circle round Hirot to the north where fields and pastures stretch for half a mile. Beyond that a small river flows from the northeast to the southwest and woods grow thick and menacing.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

As they trundle through the woods, Boral asks, "So Llore, what kind of trouble do you think we'll find in these woods? Besides the beast, of course."