Rhiannon Star
First Post
[From left to right: Mr. Gaspa, Mr. Bottes, Mr Val Jeneo an ancient elf quietly napping in his chair. He is the heritage minister, and the towns leading expert on history. Mostly on account of he was there. Mr. Blackstone, a short stout human, with calloused hands, and a square chiseled jaw line. He is also the smithies guild head for this area. Mrs. Hulbert, a medium sized elf, many years behind her. She pears over her glasses with a look of quiet wisdom and understanding. She is the councilor responsible for education, and runs the local wizarding guild, responsible for all three of its members. Mr. Jean Lavell, Mr. Ranoemark, A skinny greasy human, with an almost detached look in face. he is head of the bankers association. Mr. Tomas, a average sized human, general representative. Mr. Guy Du Pon, A tall elf, who would normally tower over Akashia, but is sitting. he used to be an ambassador to the human empire from one of the elf nations, and retired here. Mr. Bartlebe, a retired human general, Mrs Bartlebe his wife, and lastly Mr. Smith]
The mayor slowly sits. Looking down at the badge, and his hands, he quietly speaks, “Just that he claims to stock it with his fallen enemies. And promises to use it to inflict a fate worse then death apon any who would oppose him.”
“Almost everyone in the village is skilled enough to feed themselves from the forest. But we have no trained soldiers, and no one would stand long in a fight against any professional army.”
“None that have been able to tell the tale…If they come back, they serve only as a quiet warning to others. Sheriff Gomery was last person to go against the Baron. He sends messages through those things of his. The walking dead. He is cruel and likes to use the bodies of people who were close to the message recipient. He collects the money by sending a walking corpse to the edge of town with a bucket.”
“I can’t think of any that would admit to being such a monster's family. But there is a sage somewhere out side of town, that may have more information.”
To which Mrs. Hulbert pipes up, “That witch is nothing but a charlaton. She can offer us nothing but lies and superstition. Sage indeed! Fraud and loon is more like it!”
The mayor slowly sits. Looking down at the badge, and his hands, he quietly speaks, “Just that he claims to stock it with his fallen enemies. And promises to use it to inflict a fate worse then death apon any who would oppose him.”
“Almost everyone in the village is skilled enough to feed themselves from the forest. But we have no trained soldiers, and no one would stand long in a fight against any professional army.”
“None that have been able to tell the tale…If they come back, they serve only as a quiet warning to others. Sheriff Gomery was last person to go against the Baron. He sends messages through those things of his. The walking dead. He is cruel and likes to use the bodies of people who were close to the message recipient. He collects the money by sending a walking corpse to the edge of town with a bucket.”
“I can’t think of any that would admit to being such a monster's family. But there is a sage somewhere out side of town, that may have more information.”
To which Mrs. Hulbert pipes up, “That witch is nothing but a charlaton. She can offer us nothing but lies and superstition. Sage indeed! Fraud and loon is more like it!”
