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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Fangor the Fierce" data-source="post: 1615188" data-attributes="member: 17100">Darius, waking in the morning, having travelled a long ways in your previous days, took it upon himself to make camp just southwest of Bretonshire, which is almost a full days walk west from Springside.  He could have made the town, but it was late, and he found a small clearing that could provide a little safe rest for him.  Not encountering anyone on his trek through his 'shortcut' through the forest, he did not seem to mind the night outdoors.  Maybe it reminded him of old times, but who knows.  All that matters is that he knows he will arrive in Springside this evening. Travelling northeast for about an hour, he finally sees the receding treeline, and the main road leading to Springside.  Having come out of the forest east of Bretonshire, he can clearly see the houses to the left, and where the town begins, but he heads east, to his destination.  Having travelled for a few hours, not wanting to stop often, he begins to see a figure in the distance, walking in the same direction as he is.  All he can make out is that it is human-sized and keeping pretty much the same pace as he is.  It is behind him, seemingly coming from Bretonshire, and gaining little by little. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gray Sparrow, having awaken to the sounds of movement, rises suddenly, looking around quickly.  Then she remembers.  She is not in the temple anymore, and her life is now in her hands to carry out as she pleases.  The small path, leading to a town called Bretonshire, was long and arduous from the previous night.  She was glad to find that even though she would not reach Bretonshire by nightfall, she indeed found she was not alone.  A small cart, with a group of 4 halfings and a half-ogre, was beginning to make camp for the night, and invited her to share their fire.  Reluctant at first, she hisitated, but then realized that they seemed like honest folk.  She decided that she would stay, and spent the night there.  Now, the halflings and the half-ogre, seemingly trying to be quiet, woke her.  The half-ogre was trying to walk around silently, but his movements and size were just not coordinated enough to keep as silent as he would have liked.  As the morning sun rose, she shared a meal with the halflings, and learned that they knew of tales of Maximo.  They told of the Black Mountains, where vile creatures were rumored to be still living.  They warned Gray Sparrow to be careful if she ever enters the mountains, as monsters were sure to be here and there.  They gave her a ride to Bretonshire, where she bid them farewell and headed east on the main road.  After a few hours of walking, with a hustle in her step as she neared her destination, she could see a figure in the distance, ahead of her.  It seemed as though it was travelling alone, and at the same speed as she was.  After another 30 mintues or so, she found that she was indeed gaining on it and would catch up before too long. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  [Spot checks - 15 and 17 succeed for both] When the name of Jonathan Chainslayer is mentioned, you notice that the figure carving slows his process, and seems intent on listening more to your words, as his strokes slow down.</blockquote>

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