J. Alexander's Four Lands Part 2, redux

[J. Alexander]

The Commission

The party set out once more on the road. Good time is not made as the drizzle often becomes heavy rainfall and the roads become slippery and covered with water. At the end of the day, the party, due to it's slow travel finds itself about a m ile from the village of Nereli with the sun going down and the hint of cold promised for the night.

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Tetsu

"Only about a mile left - I vote we press on and stay under a roof this night."

 

[Scotley]

Angelo

Grinning, Angelo can't resist ribbing the dwarf just a bit, "We might actually get a fire going tonight, but I understand dwarves are soft and prefer a roof over their heads, so I guess we'll press on. I personally hate to stress the animals so for your comfort, but if we must..."

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Tetsu

"I know - my noble ancestors are likely devising ways to rise from their rest and chastise me for my lazy ways. I truly have softened since coming up to live among you surface dwellers. I'll probably have to spend a few years underground soon to toughen me up again!"

 

[J. Alexander]

The Commission

As if response to the banter bewteen the two party members, the skies decide to join in on the banter and open up with a heavy ice cold rain with seem weird for late summer. Coming down in sheets at times, the party is soon drenched to the bone with the cold water. The last mile to the small village seems to take hours until at last the party arrives at the village square as the sun is setting. To the right is a livery stable/blacksmith and to their left is a mediume size two story tavern.

 

[Scotley]

Angelo

The bard motions toward the livery. "I think we should get the animals settled first and then see about a hot meal and a dry room in yon hostel."

Angelo tries to set up bit of banter with the lads in the stable as they drop off the mounts. He seeks local gossip and is trying to distract them from the unusual nature of one of his traveling companions.

OOC: Gather Information (1d20+7=19)

 

[J. Alexander]

The Comission

Talking with the stabel boys only reveals that the weather has been mucky for the last few days and that numerous people have been traveling thru the city headed north or northwest. Arriving in the tavern proper they are greeted by a slender young man, perhaps 17, who says "How may I help you good sirs"

 

[Scotley]

Angelo

"We are three weary travelers in need of dry beds and hot food."

 

[SirCaith]

Lucien Montrose

OOC: Sorry to have been out of the loop again, gentlemen, but I must be honest. After surviving my second car accident in which the vehicle I was driving was totaled, I haven't really felt up to posting. But, everyone involved came through it okay, other than minor injuries and some concussions. Considering the vehicle rolled, all I will say is thank you, seat belts. I can also commend St. Bernard's ER to those of you in Jonesboro, we all received exemplary care there. Now, back to our regularly scheduled gaming. /OOC

Lucien pays the livery lads extra to insure the horses and mules all receive oats in their feed. "With weather like this, they deserve the treat. And the Light only knows when this will stop."

In the tavern, he echoes Angelo's comments. "Indeed, wet and weary. If I didn't know we were in the Southlands and it is summer, I would swear we were in the midst of late fall in Northwarden."

 

[Scotley]

OOC: Ouch, glad you came through relatively unharmed.