[Lakelands] Six For Adventure

[Ulorian - Agent of Chaos]

Horsom's blush went from faint pink to deep crimson at the Lady Isleen's gentle rebuke. He was moritified that she would consider him a venal tomb raider. "My lady... with all due respect... I am a student of history. My mentor and good friend is Corvo Snowmantle of Long Archer, an historian of note." He paused, a smile spreading across his face to take the edge from his words. "Although if there were some valuables in the tomb that I could send home to Long Archer or distribute among the villagers of Kell's Reach, I wouldn't turn my nose up at them." Horsom reached into his satchel. "Here," he said, handing to Isleen a few sheets of charcoal sketches he had worked on last evening. "These are copies of some of the inscriptions from within the tomb, that I will be taking back to Corvo."

He turned to Isleen's father. "My lord, I would be honoured to serve you in whatever task you set us to. This winter has seen Evil swing the tide of the Eternal War in its favour... I'm eager to be a part of sending that surge back."

OOC: Ick. But Horsom is pious and a little long-winded...

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

OOC: Don't forget about me! I wanna kill some Orcs too!

 

[Ulorian - Agent of Chaos]

OOC: Don't forget about me! I wanna kill some Orcs too!

 

[maddmic]

Kregor nodded. "I would most definitely appreciate another man of faith accompanying us back to that location. The quicker that we can figure out exactly what happened here, perhaps the better we would be able to understand what plagues this land."

He then looked at Lord Merryhahn. "Forgive me if I am too blunt, but my life is indebted to the service of Gragnor, an ancestor of mine and follower of Badur. Any vow of serrvice that I give would have to be lenient and allow for service to Gragnor above all else. That being said, I believe that this cause would be a just one and would fall in line with the teachings that I have read. I am to protect those unable to protect themselves, as well as send those whom need to be judged to meet Gragnor and his master Badur."

He sips from his cup and continues. "If this vow of service is favorable to you Lord Merryhahn, then you will have the service of my axe and the power granted to me by my ancestor."

 

[Raven Crowking]

"It is settled then." Lord Merryhahn leaned forward, a smile playing about his lips. "Finish what business you have here. Father Evers will assist you, if he can...." He paused so the priest could nod agreement. "In the meantime, Master Deephand will draw a map to the ruin, and we shall prepare to accept your Vow." He glanced at Kregor. "I assume your ancestor has no objection to your rousting these orcs from their stolen lair?"


OOC: Sorry about the (frequent) delays.

 

[maddmic]

Kregor shakes his head. "No my Lord. He has no qualms about the judgement of those who would hurt others. I can promise the service of myself and my axe. You have my word that the job will be done to the best of my ability."

 

[Raven Crowking]

"Come, friends," Father Evers said, standing. "Let us see this problem laid to rest."

"Indeed," said Lord Merryhahn, also standing. "It is well past time that I prepare to sit in judgement on what problems this village would bring before me. I imagine, despite the excitement of the last few days, that few suits will appear on the provost's list, for when all are guilty, few are quick to place blame on their neighbors."

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Meanwhile, Selenil awoke in the barrow. He had expected to awaken alone once more, nor was he disappointed. Arising, he stretched the kinks out of his muscles, and was surprised to discover that -- even having slept on cold stone -- he felt remarkable alive and vigorous that morning. By the light coming through the entrance, he had slept far past his normal hour of arising....or, perhaps, more time had elapsed in the outer world than in the Fair Realm.

As he made his way to the barrow's exit, he thought he heard a voice whisper from the darkness behind him:

"You go with our blessings, Shining Friend. May you remember me, and may we meet again on some far day."

Selenil turned, his keen eyes seeking out the source of the words. It had sounded like Etain, but she was not there.

 

[maddmic]

Kregor nods and stands as well. He exits the building, stealing one more glance of the woman who had spoken.

Once outside, he turns to Father Evers. "I can take you to this place that we spoke of. I would wish a bit of time to prepare myself before we enter, but beyond that, I am ready."

 

[Raven Crowking]

Kregor nods and stands as well. He exits the building, stealing one more glance of the woman who had spoken.

Once outside, he turns to Father Evers. "I can take you to this place that we spoke of. I would wish a bit of time to prepare myself before we enter, but beyond that, I am ready."

"Take what time you need," Father Evers said. "In this, I am at your disposal."

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Upon leaving the barrow, Selanil sets a good pace on his return to the village. Feeling better than he has in days, the hard pace is easy to keep. He hopes to arrive before nightfall and thus takes the most direct route available.

OOC: We might have lost Ulorian. He hasn't been online since 12/31/06.