Endur's Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil


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Isida Kep'Tukari said:
"How... how can you all be so cavalier about this? He died, he died right before our eyes and you're talking about food?!" Craven asks, agast.

Belaver whispers to Craven "Men deal with shock differently. Do not judge him harshly; this is the way he tries to be brave."
 


Dalamar said:
Adventurers die every day, that's just how things stand.

"Aye, they do. An' we might. Show a little respect for the fallen, if'n ye expect to recieve any when it's yer turn for the long nap."

Endur said:
"So, anyone hungry for breakfast? Roast frog legs are a favorite dish in the Yeomanry. Although the Frogs in the Hool usually aren't quite this big. Frog legs taste like chicken."

"Nay, we should be dumpin' th' thing in the swamp. We should'nae be eatin' of a beast that has tasted the flesh of man. That way lies the path of the wendigo."
 

"I'd be more concerned about eating the flesh of a beast my Neshi has tasted. Her venom can be quite potent, and I've never tried to learn the ways to cook it out."
 

After hearing Belaver's comments regarding Neshi, Chat drops the Frog's leg like it bit him.
"Your snake bit the frog?!? I guess we better be moving on. We have a moathouse to visit and impatient undead awaiting us."
 

Lenya

“Who's impatient there? Should we take Nierethi with us, so that we can bring him back, or should we bury him here, where he died?”
 

"I don't know his faith. He had no family in Hommlett, so far as I know, so we'll have to bring him to the Kron Hills if he's to get a burial among kin; if that's too far, and we've no means of preserving the body, we can give him rites here."
 

Redithidoor Halfmoon sings,
"Nierethi Poscurian
Fearless Seeker
Small in Size
Large in Sight

Nevermore shall you Wander the Kron Hills
Nor Delve the Abandoned Holds of the Flanaess
Nor Crack the Great Secrets

Forevermore you shall trade riddles with your ancestors
All Secrets are Now Revealed to You"


Redithidoor continues speaking,
"We're less than a two hour walk from the Moathouse. We will be able to see the Moathouse from that ridge up ahead.
"It would take several days to find Nierethi's kin in the Kron Hills.
"For myself, I'm happy to do either task. My taste for adventure has grown less."
 

"Then let us find some dry land and bury him here. I would not have him dug up for animals to feed on," Craven says finally, and begins to do just that.
 

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