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Message: <blockquote data-quote="doghead" data-source="post: 1851952" data-attributes="member: 8243">Novermber 12th, in the stead of Tabottyooc: I will assume that you are mounted until you state otherwise.As you pass the first of the buildings you notice a few people lounging awkwardly behind them, like people rather trying to look like they are not doing anything in particular. They carry weapons, but look more embarrased than threatening.As draw to a halt about 10 feet in front of Roak, the others of the stead drift slowly forwards and around to your sides somewhat. However, like those between the buildings who drift out onto the road and down towards the others, they look more awkward than anything about the weapons they are carrying. The road behind you is open and unblocked, and there is plenty of space between the buildings leading to the open land around the stead. Should you wish to leave the road in a hurry."Thank you for hearing us out," begins Roak. "We do indeed have troubles.""A couple of weeks ago we started loosing animals, to a bear as it turned out. We tracked it down and tried all the usual way to drive it off but it would not move on. After about a week or so we were starting to get desperate and so we pressed it, but it turned on us, nearly killing Ober and wounding a couple of others. It was by luck alone that we did not lose someone."So we sent word to Highthorn and Beck* asking for their help. But we have recieved no reply.Which is a rather odd thing to do. A stead can swear fealty to only one man. If they are sworn to Beck why would send word to Highthorn, and vice versa?Roak hurries on though."A few days ago a rider came through here. A warrior like yourselves by the look of him. We tried to flag him down but he did not stop. A second pair of riders did stop long enough to hear us out, but would not stay to help although they too were warriors. Yesterday, a third rider rode straight over Henri, busting him up pretty bad."Roak's voice wavers slightly as he struggles to contain his anger at the events in general, and the third rider in particular. There are mutterings from the crowd as well. At first they are mostly just confirmation noises, but as the story progresses the tone of the mutterings gets darker."It is not far away. An hour or so at the most, up by Big Nose hill. There is a cave near the base of the hill where it stays. It rarely seems to leave."Roak and the rest of the steaders look up at you expectantly.</blockquote>

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