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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6459606" data-attributes="member: 40413">The woman quickly gets up when released.&nbsp; She stands straight and tall, raven-haired tresses blowing in a chill breeze that has just started to pick up.&nbsp; She rubs her wrists, chaffed from her struggle against the ropes that bound her.&quot;Thank you.&nbsp; I'm not sure how I'll ever be able to repay you.&nbsp; I'm Morgan Haverson, daughter of Broegan Haverson, owner of the Wolf-Spear Inn.&quot;&nbsp; She looks over at Kurl and shrugs.&nbsp; &quot;It's an ancient site, old long before Hirot was founded.&nbsp; I wouldn't know why those ancients thought this place important but my father has picked up a lot of tales in his years as innkeeper.&quot;She frowns and gazes towards the west.&nbsp; &quot;I'm sure I wouldn't be welcome back in town now...&nbsp; It'll be dusk soon; what's your plan?&quot;Franko's elevation gives him a better view than those who are still on solid ground; when the mists thin, anyway.&nbsp; He sees no sign of Jarl or Hound but catches short glimpses of woods that surround the hill on all sides.&nbsp; To the south he sees a ribbon of road stretching west-east.&nbsp; North-east he sees a glimmer of water through the trees: a river.&nbsp; To the west he sees a palisade; presumably the town of Hirot.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 6459606, member: 40413"] The woman quickly gets up when released. She stands straight and tall, raven-haired tresses blowing in a chill breeze that has just started to pick up. She rubs her wrists, chaffed from her struggle against the ropes that bound her. [b]"Thank you. I'm not sure how I'll ever be able to repay you. I'm Morgan Haverson, daughter of Broegan Haverson, owner of the Wolf-Spear Inn."[/b] She looks over at Kurl and shrugs. [b]"It's an ancient site, old long before Hirot was founded. I wouldn't know why those ancients thought this place important but my father has picked up a lot of tales in his years as innkeeper."[/b] She frowns and gazes towards the west. [b]"I'm sure I wouldn't be welcome back in town now... It'll be dusk soon; what's your plan?"[/b] Franko's elevation gives him a better view than those who are still on solid ground; when the mists thin, anyway. He sees no sign of Jarl or Hound but catches short glimpses of woods that surround the hill on all sides. To the south he sees a ribbon of road stretching west-east. North-east he sees a glimmer of water through the trees: a river. To the west he sees a palisade; presumably the town of Hirot. [/QUOTE]

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