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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tellerian Hawke" data-source="post: 7935003" data-attributes="member: 6790669">[gm]STORY UPDATE:Planting 3, CY 576, 2:25 AM.[/gm]At almost 12:30 a.m., everyone is awake. Ordred begins praying for his spells, and Nimbar and Quixt both take out their spellbooks and begin studying them.Nimbar looks at Quixt, "Didn't figure you for the spellcasting type."Quixt simply smiles and nods.Hawke looks over Nimbar's shoulder, reading his spellbook; "This doesn't look so hard. Most of it looks like Draconic. Wait...what does that symbol mean right there?" Hawke puts his index finger in the middle of the page that Nimbar is reading.Nimbar answers a few of Hawke's questions, but finally shoos him away, with an annoyed tone.Nimbar says, "I need to study, go away! If you're serious about learning spellcraft, you can borrow my spellbook when we get back to the keep. Until then, keep your mouth shut, you big oaf!"Hawke nods in agreement, "Sir Walter always did say that I had the brains for it, if I would only apply myself. He was always encouraging me to try; but I never was interested, before now. But the more I see you throwing spells against these cretins, the more useful it looks, and the more intriguing the thought becomes to me. I could be... a spell warrior! Ha ha!"Nimbar frowns, "They're called Spellswords, and there's actually a school for training in Chendl. When we get back, why don't you apply, and spend a few years there?"Hawke snorts with a chuckle, "Chendl? You mean the capitol city? That's far and gone from Willip... we'd never see each other."Nimbar grins mischievously, "My point, exactly."Hawke takes the insult on the chin, realizing that Nimbar is simply aggravated, and desirous of his quiet time. He smiles and nods, giving Nimbar the space he needs to finish memorizing his spells.During the party's quiet time, the party notices that sounds of activity have grown frequent, almost constant, outside in the ravine. There is much excitement as the other humanoids learn of the fate of the Kobold tribe.Finally, near the end of the party's rest period, just as everyone is finishing their spell preparation (around 2:30 AM), there is a cry of alarm, in a human voice, obviously one of the Wendol. There can be no doubt as to the reason behind it: one of the Wendol had gone to check on the bodies that had been laid out earlier for the zombification ritual, and had discovered the party's sabotage of their plans.In the ravine, shouting can be heard as the man runs toward the furthest cave opening.[spoiler=If you speak Eryptian]Wendol Voice: "My queen! My queen! The bodies have been defiled! The ceremony is ruined!"[/spoiler]EVERYONE: What do you do?</blockquote>

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