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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6303431" data-attributes="member: 40413">Jyman Trout pulls on the reins with intent to stop the wagon so Mirra can get out and hide from the brigands following.  The wagon slows but the riders behind are much closer than expected and a rider almost runs into the back of the cart.  The rider is tall, dark, and thin with wisps of black hair trailing from a cloth pulled across his face.  "Knave!  Brigand!  Off with you!" yells the grey-bearded, traveling merchant wrapped in woolens and reaching for a heavy staff to threaten Samad with.  His voice echoes oddly in the misty night.Mirra easily recognizes the rider as an elf from the southern desert of E'n, unusual to be found at this latitude and usually with more honor than to take occupation as brigands.Samad sees the frightened and blustering merchant and a fair-haired young woman dressed in well-worn leathers.Tsaaruk pulls his mount directly into the path of the charging horse and axe-wielding rider.  The horse screams and tries to stop but loses traction on the fog-slick stones of the road and slams into Tsaaruk and his horse.  The rider topples from the saddle and lands in Tsaaruk's lap.  Tsaaruk gets a glimpse of injuries and features slackened by death before the corpse begins to fall to the ground.Off to the side Pirvinia catches a glimpse of something just barely within her sight but masked by the fog so that she can't quite make out what it is.The other mounts mill about, uneasy because of the panicked mount or their midst or whatever lurks just outside the range of their sight.  Sam swings his head towards the forest and begins to growl.<img src="http://imageshack.com/a/img841/886/c53u.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <img src="http://img713.imageshack.us/img713/716/w26c.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />. . . . Jyman Trout . . . . . . . Brother Goswald . . .</blockquote>

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