Dragonlance Classics: Dragons of Despair

[rangerjohn]

Riverwind bends down at the fork at looks for signs of any recent travel. Especially someone who may have been leaning on a staff. He reports any findings to the rest of the group.

 

[Jarval]

Goldmoon looks over to Raistlin with concern as he coughs.

"Are you well?" She asks, moving closer to the mage. "If you wish, I could try to use the power of the staff to heal you."

A strange one, this wizard. She thinks as she studies his face with interest. What could cause a man's skin to turn to gold? Perhaps he is marked by the gods?

 

[Darkwolf]

Caramon lugs along his pack and most of his brothers stuff, suffering in silence. He does keep a lookout when possible for stuff ahead.

 

[GruTheWanderer]

Riverwind finds no traces of the mysterious storyteller. After the party has enjoyed lunch on the slopes of the peak, you turn north to the waiting road.

To the northwest and southwest, thick vallenwoods flash yellow and scarlet against the bright autumn sky. To the east shimmers the cool blue of the Crystalmir Lake. Westward, the valley enteres a canyon rimmed by granite cliffs. The valley floor itself continues to the northeast.

Some distance away, a group of huddled men pulls a large cart slowly west down the Haven Road. They sway rhythmically. Coarse, heavy robes completely conceal their features.

 

[Shalimar]

Tanis watches the clerics slowly make their way along the road. He turns to address the others. "Perhaps they have seen him along the road. I will go ask." he says softly as they catch their breath. He pauses only long enough to allow anyone who wants to accomany him, catch up with him before he sets out to meet up with them.

 

[Keia]

Goldmoon looks over to Raistlin with concern as he coughs.

"Are you well?" She asks, moving closer to the mage. "If you wish, I could try to use the power of the staff to heal you."

"No, fair lady, I fear this malady is beyond the power of your staff," Raistlin says shortly, biting off the hope that the staff could provide some aid. Cursed I've become through my trials at the Tower, deals have been made, and I cannot risk that my power is somehow tied to this sickness - however much I wish to be rid of it and the pitying looks and acts it invokes, Raistlin thought.

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Raistlin is too distant from the rest of the group to accompany Tanis to talk with the huddled men, but he will position himself in front of the rest of the group to provide magical support should Tanis need it.

 

[Darkwolf]

Caramon stands about halfway between Tanis and Raistlin, ready to aid whomever needs it.

 

[Jarval]

Goldmoon stays back with Riverwind and Caramon, wary of any travelers. She holds the staff tightly, pondering Raistlin's words.

 

[Sen Udo-Mal]

Flint seeing Tanis moving forward by himself says "Ack, lad don't be a goin' off by yourself now. These roads are to full of bandits to be a trusting anyone these days... especially monk! Always talkin' about gods that have left us to fend fer ourselves I tell ya." With that Flint will walk with Tanis out to meet the monks. He does not draw a weapon but he watches them as he trust few people these days... of course he lets Tanis do the talking when they get to the cart

 

[Jemal]

Seeing the robed men, Tas gets as close as he can while remaining hidden, wantign to hear what's going on.