Hewligan's Rise of the Runelords: The Skinsaw Murders

[Rhun]

Danth looks around at the results of the group's stand against the birds. Their small corpses lay everywhere, hacked and burned and blasted by the Dawnflower's power. The cleric can't but help crack a grim smile. "Sarenae has smiled upon us this day, my friends." As he speaks, the flames along his scimitar's blade snuff out, and he sheaths the sword. "Now I don't know about you, but I could use some sleep and a bit of food. We should stay fairly close, though. I'd like to finish exploring this place on the morn, as well as see if I can do anything about that corruption in the caverns below."

 

[frostrune]

Danth looks around at the results of the group's stand against the birds. Their small corpses lay everywhere, hacked and burned and blasted by the Dawnflower's power. The cleric can't but help crack a grim smile. "Sarenae has smiled upon us this day, my friends." As he speaks, the flames along his scimitar's blade snuff out, and he sheaths the sword. "Now I don't know about you, but I could use some sleep and a bit of food. We should stay fairly close, though. I'd like to finish exploring this place on the morn, as well as see if I can do anything about that corruption in the caverns below."

"Aye," Jokad grunts, "but someplace with a roof or cover. There's still plenty of those hellspawn should they choose to re-group."

 

[hewligan]

OOC: That farm where you helped them fend off the ghoul attack is not too far, and even closer is the one that was taken over by the ghouls (although it will stink of death). You could certainly reach either before dark.

 

[Friadoc]

"We've those farms," says Kael. Although the varisian is healthy, there is something about him that screams a need for rest and recovery. "Our choices are the befouled one or the one with the family."

"Personally, I could use a place with good spirits and smells," states Kael. "As opposed to a place filled with death and offal."

OOC

Good suggestion, hewligan.

 

[Fenris]

Jovik smiled "The Goodwife Woldrack I am sure has some warm bread and soup. I'd pay twice the Hagfish rate for her meal and some clean hay in the barn right now."

 

[frostrune]

Jovik smiled "The Goodwife Woldrack I am sure has some warm bread and soup. I'd pay twice the Hagfish rate for her meal and some clean hay in the barn right now."

"Aye, lets move on then. And keep an eye to the skies. We don't want to lead what is left of that swarm straight to Woldack's doorstep."

As they begin to march Jokad clasps Danth by the shoulder. He glances thoughtfully at the pile of bird carcasses as he speaks. "You have grown in power my friend. Your goddess favors you. Let us hope she is not as fickle as Gozreh."

 

[Rhun]

Danth blushes a bit at Jokad's kind words. "The power is Sarenae's, I am merely her chosen vessel. She smiles upon our efforts to destroy the Darkness, and to make this a better world for those who thrive under the sun!"

Then the cleric returns the Shoanti's gesture of comarderie. "You, though, are growing quite skilled with the blade of yours; you wield it like an extension of your arm! After this latest task, your enemies will no doubt be quaking in their boots at the thought of you and Whitefire!"

He turns to smile at Kael and Jovik. "And you too, friends. We are fast becoming a force to be reckoned with." The cleric stretches, and gives a mock yawn. "Now, I believe their was some discussion of warm bread and soup, and perhaps some soft hay upon which to lay our heads?"

 

[hewligan]

It is a welcome walk, welcome because it was quiet and uneventful. By the time you arrive at the Woldrack farm the sun is low in the sky, and your legs feel heavy. But you are alive, and the rain has held off, and you have thoughts of a warm meal ahead.

Farmer Woldrack hails you some half a mile from his house. His smile greets you as he walks over. On his side a pouch of berries hangs.

"Well met, lads. Just out picking some of the early moran berries. They are bitter little blighters, but they make an excellent spirit!"

He laughs. "So tell me about your travels. Did you visit the house?"

As you regale him with your story he leads you back to his house. He hasn't asked whether you want to stay for the night, but he is already talking about the strong cheese he has been looking for an excuse to crack out of the soil cellar, and the oatmeal biscuits his wife is baking.

As you reach the house he stops and turns apologetically.

"Lads, is the floor okay? I mean, by the time we eat dinner you are not going to be able to head out to Sandpoint, but are you okay with the floor again? I promise to get you drunk enough that you won't notice the hard floor!"

He is true to his word!

 

[hewligan]

OOC: Feel free to augment and then move on. I will sit back until you decide where to go after this: Sandpoint or the Mansion.

 

[Fenris]

As you regale him with your story he leads you back to his house. He hasn't asked whether you want to stay for the night, but he is already talking about the strong cheese he has been looking for an excuse to crack out of the soil cellar, and the oatmeal biscuits his wife is baking.

As you reach the house he stops and turns apologetically.

"Lads, is the floor okay? I mean, by the time we eat dinner you are not going to be able to head out to Sandpoint, but are you okay with the floor again? I promise to get you drunk enough that you won't notice the hard floor!"

He is true to his word!

"The floor, the barn, the roof. Someplace quiet and clean is all we ask Farmer Woldrack." replies Jovik


Jovik ate nearly as much as Jokad he was so hungry, not even for food, but company, and warmth and family. He played with the kids doing more little tricks for them. And insisted on paying a full two gold pieces for his dinner and lodging the next day. "You know since we didn't have to fight any one tis time" he says with a wink. But as much as Mrs. Woldrack protested Jovik would not take "No" for answer. Though he did take a hankerchief of oatmeal bisquits for the road at her insistance.

"So boyos. Where to today?" asks Jovik as the Wolves sit in the sun the next morining outside the cottage.