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Message: <blockquote data-quote="JustinCase" data-source="post: 9049434" data-attributes="member: 6776182">Caerth looks at Quinn with a look on his face that is parts respect, jealousy and pride."You are related to the Boots," the druid says softly, with reverence. "Which means that we were meant to come here. Fate, or an altogether more mundane force, has brought us together and into the final resting place of The Hermit, backbone of the legendary group of people that once protected these lands."He looks around and his eyes meet everyone else's in turn."We are here to protect the lands from a great evil, and already we have found most of the Star Arms. Like those weapons, the possessions of the Companionship of the Boot are powerful and dangerous in the wrong hands, but they are tools in our struggle against Vok and the dark gods. I say we use them, and keep them safe." Privately the half-orc wonders about several discoveries made here. As an adult he realizes that the fantastical tales Aeron told him were mere fancy stories, while the truth is far more nuanced and sometimes harsh. He can accept that. But traveling side by side with a blood relative of Stratesus and happening upon this place, that cannot be accidental. The motion that the scorpion is somehow immortal also raises questions. For one thing, how does Aeron fit into this? For a while now, Caerth has suspected his mentor is not what he appears; the deep gnome already mentioned Aeron is merely the name he goes by today. Perhaps he has been orchestrating this, dare he say, resurrection of the Boots?Absentmindedly stroking his owl Screech, Caerth decides he wants to confront Aeron as soon as possible.On impulse, he walks up to the corpse in the bed and gingerly takes the staff."We will be the new Companionship of the Boots."With that, the half-orc looks down at his bare feet, and hesitates. "With or without actual boots.""We will return The Hermit to the earth, once we know a place where none will look for him. For now, however, we should locate the Wicked Hill. There should be a book that details the Shrine of Utter Evil, but I don't know which tome."Tucking the journal into his bag, trying not to be too obvious about it, the druid steps towards the library and starts looking at the titles.Caerth shakes his head."Spiders are mostly harmless. Shouzas has endured all these years, so she'll be fine. Plus, the spiders are free guardians, preventing curious people from looking too closely."Only if someone convinces him to explore further in the ruins, for example that more powerful artifacts could be found, will Caerth grudgingly accept; otherwise, he is content to keep to this room.</blockquote>

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