• NOW LIVE! Into the Woods--new character species, eerie monsters, and haunting villains to populate the woodlands of your D&D games.

Le Carinval


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Rhiannon nods, still staring at the fire -- and occasionally, the old woman. She rises and says "well, the night isn't getting any younger or warmer. Let's return."
 

Standing, picking up the wolf, this time throwing it over her sholder like a dead body. She began to retraice her foot steps. One hand on her sword. Soon she could skin the wolf, line her cloak, eat the meat. At least then it would not become undead.
 

The return trip is uneventful. As you near the tree line you can see the town sleeping ahead of you. The first rays of the sun begin to peek out over the top of the mountain. The sky is beautiful mix of voilet, purple, reds and yellows. With the morning clouds wisping across the sky. Grey plums of smoke slowly begin to riase from the chimpys of the sleeply town, now begining its day.
 

I take the wolf to the bucher. Instruct him to gut it, salt the meat, and prepare the fur to be kept. I instruct him to burry the bones very deep. I offer him two gold for his work and tell him i will be back at sun down. Then finding Rhiannon I ask "were can we sleep for a while, the hotel?"
 

Rhiannon nods, heading back to the inn. "When we find the others, we should ask them what they think of the witch's words." She sits down to a piping hot, hearty breakfast with gusto.
 

The butcher looks at you sleepily. His eye only open little slits, peering over his spectacles. His bushy mustache seems to wilt, as a frown appears on his pudgy face. He pauses for a moment, and a questioning look appears in your eyes when you tell him to bury the bones deep. “But the ground is frozen, me’l—“ His words are cut short at the two drowns that appear in your hand. “I’ll have it the way you asked be sundown Me’ lady.” And with that he puts the wolf on a heavy wooden table, and goes off to find a sharp knife.


The in is quiet this morning. The in keeper serves you a steaming bowl of portage with toast. then returns to work in the hearth. Soon a crackling fire appears. You hear him mutter something about bacon for lunch, before he disappears into the kitchen. Other then you two main dinning room is vacant.
 



Rhiannon wonders briefly what business they were discussing. "Pardon our intrustion, Mr. Mayor and Madam Hurlbert." She nods to each. "We have a few more questions. Where, exactly, is the baron's castle, and where is the local graveyard? Also, is there any pair of brothers in this general area -- say, a week's ride around -- probably of noble blood, where one is currently aggrieved of his honour?"

She pauses for a moment before continuing. "As you may guess, we visited the old woman last night, and her speech was...interesting. She mentioned a cave that rises above the trees. Do either of you have any idea to what she may be referring?"

She thinks for another minute, then adds, "Also, if anyone could accompany us to the spot where the Baron sends his bill collectors, we would be extremely grateful."
 

Into the Woods

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