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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6326364" data-attributes="member: 40413">With the chance to rest and equip during the afternoon prior to the vigil and the need for only one to stand vigil during the night everyone is able to get plenty of rest for when the dawn comes…Nothing mars the vigil except Queen Raisa grows increasingly upset as the night progresses.  Finally King Danyll can bear his wife’s histrionics no more and he orders Valeriya to take her home and make sure she is dosed with a sleeping draught.  It is at that point that it is discovered that Matta Sofya has somehow managed to slip away unnoticed.Samad’s meditations under the moon draw King Danyll’s attention and he watches with a calculating eye.  It is clear that he is assessing the potential of Samad’s methods and how it might compare to the more straight-forward style of the region that relies more on brute force than finesse.  Based on his thoughtful expression the King hasn’t decided which would have advantage over the other.The night passes and dawn makes itself known with a lessening of the night’s gloom in the grove.  King Danyll steps forward and begins speaking in what is obviously a ritual invocation of the Hunter to protect the community of man with all his wits and strength.  Once the ritual has been observed Danyll’s demeanor changes and the worry of a father whose daughter is in danger becomes more evident.”Gods be with you all.”  He approaches Garadh and clasps the warrior on the arms though everyone is included in his gaze.  ”The axe is a symbol of your role and must be in your possession.  But if it comes down to my daughter’s life on the line I would rather you use the weapon you are well familiar with than one that doesn’t rest as easily in your hand.”  He squeezes Garadh’s arms then drops his hands to his side and steps back so that the group can pass the overgrown statues and enter the forest maze that the girl, Polina, recently traveled.~ * ~A thick undergrowth of brambles lines the narrow trail for a long while after entering the sacred paths.  Nearly an hour of walking on finds no break until the trail itself widens into a clearing where the sun can finally cut through the thick canopy.  Bisecting the clearing is a river running across your path.  The waters are dark and muddy and swirl and bubble around a ford of mossy stepping stones.  The river is nearly 25 feet wide.[sblock=Perception DC 20]Something is not quite right about some of the stepping stones.  Then it strikes you: several are almost identical in size and shape.[/sblock][sblock=OOC]Sure, CLW wand should be available.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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