[Lakelands] Six For Adventure

[wolfheart]

Dain looks on as events play out with the miller, but springs into action as the villagers head for the miller's home. After Horsom seizes the torch, Dain moves among the crowd encouraging the villagers to return home in a gruff dwarven fashion.

After the crowd has been disbursed, Dain enters the home and begins to search the place from top to bottom. He looks for any unusual stonework or hidden compartments and takes the better part of the afternoon systematically going through the miller families possessions.

 

[Ulorian - Agent of Chaos]

Horsom looked up at the half-orc priest. "You did the right thing. And as usual, the right path is the hardest to travel. Justice was served.. with the best interests of the miller and the villagers in mind, no less." He paused briefly, tiredly raking his fingers through his hair. "Bravely done.. you are a stronger man than I."

"Let's explore the house then. I wonder where the miller's family has disappeared to?"

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OOC: Horsom joins Dain and Kregor in investigating the house. If he finds nothing in the house in 45 minutes, he'll move to the mill.

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OOC: Sam, hope everything is OK.

 

[Samuel Leming]

OOC: Sam, hope everything is OK.

OOC: Everything's good.

I'm going to be starting a new job that'll have me offline for days, sometimes even weeks, at a time. Onsite analytical chemist kind of thing. I'll get to adventure for real in my own small way(actually more like "ruffing it").

It's best to end Maldordo's run now when there's a clear opportunity and a valid reason.

Sam

 

[Ulorian - Agent of Chaos]

OOC: Everything's good.

I'm going to be starting a new job that'll have me offline for days, sometimes even weeks, at a time. Onsite analytical chemist kind of thing. I'll get to adventure for real in my own small way(actually more like "ruffing it").

It's best to end Maldordo's run now when there's a clear opportunity and a valid reason.

Sam

OOC: Glad to hear nothing's amiss. Congratulations!

My brother-in-law is just finishing up his PhD in geochemistry. He's had numerous field trips to exotic locales (Labrador and Costa Rica among others) also. Hopefully you'll enjoy the lifestyle as much as he has.

I wonder if RC would want to take over Maldordo. We could use the roguish help in the next phase of the adventure I think, and he may want to weave the character into his Lakelands mythology.

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Selanil watches the miller's demise quietly. When it is over he simply says, "Justice has been done here. It is time for me to return to speak with Tattercoats and perhaps her mother. I will meet you all back here as soon as my business with them is concluded."

With that said, and grasping the spear that helped kill the manticore in his hands, he heads out into the wilderness at a trot, his destination the barrow where he first met Etain.

 

[wolfheart]

Even though Dain is hungry, he is careful not to eat any sausages or meats he finds in the miller's cottage.

 

[Krug]

Glom trails behind Harsom and the rest, rubbing his chin and looking serious.

 

[Raven Crowking]

Following the miller's death, the group split to do what they considered their individual tasks. Selanil went west to the barrow where he had met Etain and Queen Maeve. Kregor, Horsom, Dain, and Glom searched the miller's cottage and mill. Taking advantage of the distraction, Maldordo slipped quietly away and headed back towards Selby-by-the-Water.

It was quickly clear that the miller's family had departed in haste, taking the mill cart and donkey with them. It is also clear that, no matter how much the miller wanted to help the village, his desire wasn't enough to make him share the contents of his cellars. Kegs of beer, sacks of root vegetables, and jars of preserved fruit and vegetables were left behind.

The mill still seems very much as it did when Maldordo last visited it:

The post that linked the large, turning millwheel from the millpond to the grist wheels in the mill had been taken out, so that the interior was quiet. Indeed, this early in the year there would be nothing to grind. Later, though, the mill would employ local youths to ensure that there were enough hands to turn harvested grain into flour.

The outer walls of the mill were stone, with interior walls, floors, and beams of wood. Pulleys that could be connected to the turning millwheel made it possible to use the stream's power to lift heavy bags of grain to the second floor, where they would be sorted into hoppers and funneled down between the huge grinding stones. Large wooden double doors on one end of the mill allowed cartloads to be brought in and offloaded near the pulley-driven grain lift. These doors were closed at the moment. The miller brought Maldordo in by a side door.

At the moment, again, the mill seemed quiet. There were plenty of holes and chinks in the loose-fit rouch-carved stones of the mill's outer wall. Although it had probably been well-plastered once, it was easy to see where rats could get in.

 

[Ulorian - Agent of Chaos]

Horsom looks around for a trapdoor or other ingress to a cellar or lower level.

 

[Raven Crowking]

The barrow where Selanil had met Queen Maeve was cold, and had the sense of being long-abandoned. It smelled of wet stone, mouse droppings, and little more. Were it not for a small blood-colored stain, where perhaps mead had been splashed, Selanil would have thought he had come to the wrong place. Surely the Host he had met were not here, but where could they have gone?