[LPF] The Inheritance

[Satin Knights]

Tasanto seemingly ignores the threats to the little kobolds and wanders outside to water a tree.

[sblock=ooc]After watering a tree, Tasanto will hide, behind a different one, and watch the kobolds as the leave, trying to determine where they go. +2 stealth, +13 perception.

PS. Out of town at a convention Saturday and Sunday. May or may not get to post again for the weekend.[/sblock]

 

[GlassEye]

The kobolds wail as Damaris takes a drop of blood from each of them to mark her 'contract'.

"Curs't to goodness or shadow death! We'z doomed!"

Dual cursed and dejected, once cut free the kobolds slink over to the nearest open window and slip out (despite the open front door). They make little effort to hide as they move away from the inn and deeper into the woods behind the building.

 

[soulnova]

Damaris waits until the kobolds are out of sight and burst out laughing. "Thuvian! If only I had a hat I would take it off to you! That was flawless. Remind me on getting one when we get to the city!"

"I guess we can hope that they won't bother travelers... for a time. Maybe we should pay a visit on our way back" she chuckles as she picks up and gathers her belongings to go back to the road.

 

[sunshadow21]

Thuvian just shrugs as he gathers his things, "I'm actually rather surprised that creatures such as they were afraid of the shadows, being able to see through them and all. Usually such terror is only found in those who must resort to external sources to combat them. At any rate, that was definitely interesting, but we have many days left to our objective, and we should be on our way."

 

[Systole]

The dwarf shakes his fist at the retreating kobolds. "And don't come back, or Cavernous Hode shall see to you a second time! Well, it is time to be off, Cavernous Hode declares, what with the sun being bright and shining, et cetera. Elizabeth! Here, boy!"

 

[jackslate45]

Tyrion simply shakes his head in amzement, before saying "Ya, that was impressive from both of ya. Remind me to never anger you two..."

 

[Satin Knights]

Tasanto returns to the inn and gathers his things up. "The kobolds ran off behind the building into the deep woods." After performing a short ritual, the beast returns. "Ready."

 

[soulnova]

Tyrion simply shakes his head in amzement, before saying "Ya, that was impressive from both of ya. Remind me to never anger you two..."

"Don't worry about that Tyrion. You have done anything to deserve that. But that reminds me... My father used to say there were few things scarier than an angry woman" Damaris chuckles on her way out "We were 8 sister; take his word as you will! hehe~"

 

[GlassEye]

Leaving behind the inn and the kobolds the group travels on. Days and nights of travel pass, tedium broken only by the conversation of fellow travelers on the road. After a couple of weeks pass the group nears Sumbru territories heralded in the distance by a thickening cloud cover that they know will grow lower, denser, and darker the closer to the city they come. Before reaching those ominous clouds the group follows directions given them by Petru Angroza and follow a track off the main road and into the farmlands that support the city.

Winding through the back trails the group finally reaches a farm, the farm where they were to meet their way into the city as guards. The place is well-kept and the house and barn look solidly constructed and maintained. A kitchen garden stretches off to one side of the house. In the front is the stump of a large tree and a plump, young woman with cheeks bright red from exertion stands with an axe splitting wood. Her blonde hair is bound into braids and covered by a red kerchief and when she looks up at your arrival all can see that her eyes are the blue of the bright sky of a summer day. She wipes her forehead with the back of one gloved hand.

"You all the city folk from out west?" Her Middle Landellian speech is accented with a rural drawl.

The door to the cottage swings open wide and a wiry man steps out onto the stoop. His hair is cropped short and his beard is long and shot through with gray. Despite physical differences there is a vague similarity to the two; he is likely the girl's father.

 

[soulnova]

Damaris beams a wide smile at them. "Yes, yes, you are right. Greetings to you both!" she says getting closer on her mare and dismounting slowly. "It's been certainly a long way"